The etiquette among the upper nobility has always been strict and cumbersome.

For example, before the formal visit, you should present your name card a few days in advance to give the host a buffer time. It would be a faux pas to break into the door like Allegri's. Not to mention the two of them, the master and apprentice, there is no aristocratic posture at all, the high-status ones are chatting and laughing with the porter, and the entourage is ignoring them in the back, and even the action of handing out the famous thorn is with an indescribable casualness.

Where did this country nobleman come from, even his subordinates can't discipline well.

The little official in Tsing Yi secretly sneered and said, if this kind of subordinate was in the general's mansion, he would have been driven out by the big steward and the bastard. From this point of view, it is likely that the other party is a relative who can't beat the eight poles, and he came to the house to beg the old family master to ask for an idle position in the army. But looking at the weak appearance of this guy's fine skin and tender meat, when the time comes, it is not a crying father and a mother to go back, in a small corner of a poor country, and honestly be a local nobleman for a lifetime.

With a little contempt, he stretched out his hand to take the famous card, and couldn't help but wonder "Huh".

The material of the famous thorn is smooth and white, and it actually uses expensive magic paper, which is a specialty of the island of Therland, and can be sold for a sky-high price on every side. The little official in Tsing Yi has been guarding the door of the General's Mansion for three years, and he has handled countless famous thorns, and his materials are also very different. In addition to the commonly used parchment and silk cloth, he had even seen famous papers made of pure gold, but this kind of light and tough magic pattern paper had only heard of it.

"Childe, please wait. The little official put away his contempt and took a few steps back respectfully. Fang turned and left. The most important thing about doing things under the elite is that no matter what you think in your heart, you must be respectful on the surface. Otherwise, I accidentally annoyed some big guy. The other party only needs to flick their little fingers, and the little people at the bottom like them have to walk around without eating.

"Isn't our cousin a little bit of a bun?" After he left, Allegri gradually woke up and asked casually.

"It seems to be ......" has been getting along for two months, which has made the relationship between the master and apprentice much closer, and Dargnan scratched his head. "That little guy always looked at us and it didn't feel right. ”

"It's still inexperienced. Allegri seemed to regret a little, "I should have asked Colin to arrange a few retinues who could speak well, and it would have saved me from having to go out myself." ”

"It's me who is slow to react, teacher. Dargnan finally realized his dereliction of duty. Volunteered, "Next time, you'll be watching from the sidelines, and I'll deal with them." ”

"It's not your fault," Allegri said with a nonchalant wave of his hand, "Etiquette is something that the nobles make up to fool people." The purpose is nothing more than to flaunt his noble status. ”

......Dalgnan didn't know how to answer, he wasn't even very good at dealing with people in everyday life. Not to mention the so-called aristocratic etiquette.

"Bear with me, it's just a matter of the next few days anyway. Allegri subconsciously unbuttoned his collar and took a few breaths. This kind of special dress looks neat and well-proportioned when worn, but in fact, it makes people uncomfortable.

After another quarter of an hour, Dargnan, who was bored with the surrounding scenery, was the first to spot the young man in Tsing Yi who had rushed back, and hurriedly pulled Allegri's sleeve, and he took the lead to meet him.

"This ...... Little brother," as soon as he spoke, he had to pause for a moment to think about how to address the other party, "I wonder if the old general has time to meet my family?"

"I'm sorry, you've been waiting for a long time," the porter's expression became much stricter, he was very curious about the identity of the other party, and he could actually make the old general make the decision to avoid it, "It's really unfortunate, the old man went outside the city early in the morning to supervise the preparations for the celebration venue, please come back another day." ”

After speaking, he left without looking back, leaving the two who looked at each other in place.

******

The side hall of the General's Palace, under the carved window lattice.

"The old general really doesn't see him?" Mordschic took a sip of the tea in his cup and looked at the other side with a smile.

Kudran, dressed in casual clothes, leaned comfortably in a circle chair, like some rich man who was living in his old age. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the young man, and said slowly,

"Since this is the king's intention, the old man naturally doesn't dare to disobey, but what is the deep meaning in it, I don't know if it can be explained?"

Modesic's rise to prominence was so fast that everyone in Snowton's officialdom couldn't help but look sideways. And judging from the king's trust in him, this is just the beginning. An old man like Kudran who is about to retire is also afraid of him, after all, no one wants to be such a strong opponent for his family.

"What's the point," Mordschic chuckled, with a casual demeanor, "It's just that the king doesn't want to see that the courtiers are too deeply involved with him." ”

"So, the king will soon do something to him?" Kudran, who had been in the officialdom for decades, immediately deduced from his words Nacini's true motives.

"No, no," said Mordschic, waving his hand, denied, "if the king has such intentions, why should he scare the snakes?"

A close minister of a king like him already has the role of a link between the monarch and the minister. Some of the information that Nacini is inconvenient to say requires them to give feedback to the ministers, either explicitly or implicitly.

"Oh?" Kudland's white brows furrowed. He is not a person who is good at change, and he has only survived to his current position step by step by relying on his down-to-earth character.

"Besides, Count Dalges, as a representative of Miss Athea, has also come to Norman City," Mordusic said softly, looking sideways at the still-pointed pond in the courtyard, "the old general had better not be in a hurry to see him." ”

"Is that what the king meant?" asked Kudran with his eyes open, dissatisfied. He is about the same age as Dolges, he was once a comrade in the army, and his relationship has always been deep. If it was the king of Nachinani, it would be a bit too much to even ask about the gathering of old friends.

"It's just a kid's construction," Mordschic shook his head and deliberately lowered his voice, "If Miss Athea, or even the old Duke of Deranno, makes any request, then the old general will probably be in a dilemma." ”

"You mean...... What about Allegri's request?" Kudran understood after a moment's thought, and couldn't help but hum in a low voice, "Speaking of which, you're just going to deal with him, aren't you?"

"Well, isn't that Miss Feeny?" said Mordsic, who did not answer him, but looked out the window with interest, as if there was such a pleasant spectacle.

By the lotus pond, a weak girl came, followed by a young knight with a magnificent weapon. (To be continued......)

PS: (2000 words.) ）