When Saugland and others visited the Marquis de Rabelais' house, almost all the people on Roland Gaslow Boulevard knew the news. Although the www.biquge.info didn't deliberately inquire, when the first neighbor found out, the news spread soon from the mutual visits of the noble family. The people, in their usual social circles, gathered together and sent their servants to inquire further. What is the reason why the most powerful minister of the dynasty came to visit such a family that can be said to have a certain hatred for the royal family of Pallas? Obviously, "liquidation" is not a reasonable excuse, if the royal family wants to take revenge on the events of the year, then there is no need to wait so long, and there is no need to send the prime minister to come forward at all.

"So, I wonder what kind of things I can do for the Prime Minister?" The Marquis asked.

"Not for me, Your Excellency the Marquis, but for Farensi." "This is also the will of Teacher Huller later. ”

"Forgive me for my wording, what can my family and I do for Pharynsi?" The Marquis of Rabelais was a little puzzled, even ridiculous, "As you can see, I am completely different from my brother, I do not have his bravery, and I do not know much about military affairs. ”

"The Marquis is too modest, and Master Hule has told me many times that your academic attainments are much better than his."

"Even so, what use am I to the Kingdom of Pharansey?" According to the traditional notion of the Nacybis aristocracy, the Phalansis disdained such things as culture and knowledge.

"You should know that a few days ago, we openly recruited some public servants from the public, right?"

"I've heard a little about this."

"After that recruitment, I found it difficult for us to find the right people. Not to mention the Farensi family, which has always been inclined to serve in the army, that is, the Naxibis family, the level of education has also dropped significantly. There are very few people who can read and write the official language of the mainland, let alone the languages of other countries. There is not a single person who is familiar with the classics of the Yartikat Empire, and perhaps it cannot be said that there are no such people at all, but it can only be said that there are almost no such people under the age of 30. You know, there are few old scholars who can explain those classics in the Wang Family Library. When it comes to this, Sogrend is worried.

"So, what does Lord Luce mean?"

"We need to re-establish an effective education system, and we are preparing to set up a civilian academy at the same level as the current non-commissioned officer academy by the end of the year, with a group of students under the age of 25. In the first two years, systematic education will be conducted at an early age and short-term accelerated education, and after that, it will gradually be conducted only systematically like a noncommissioned officer academy. In addition, it is necessary to increase the number of cultural courses in the curriculum of the non-commissioned officer academy, such as history, logic, etc. So I need someone with real talent to lead this project, and with the information I have now, you're the right person. ”

When the marquis heard this, he lowered his head and pondered for a while, "I'm afraid that I am only a shallow scholar and cannot take on this important task, there are always more accomplished scholars in the country than me, Lord Luce might as well look for it again." ”

"We don't have that time, Lord Marquis." "You may think I'm alarmist, but I do. France did not have a sound and effective administrative system, and above all, it lacked the talents to establish it. Although it is still impossible to see it, relying on the bravery of the soldiers on the front line, our country is still quite formidable. Perhaps the occasional genius can lift the country up, but if there are no such people, are we going to perish? No matter what kind of system you have, the foundation is to ensure that you can select enough human resources to be used by the system. Just like building a house, no matter what kind of shape the house makes, it is necessary to ensure that there are sufficient quantities of qualified building materials first. ”

"Taking a step back, you don't think you're capable enough, and that's not a problem. We must first seize the time, just like in war, in the face of a sudden superior enemy, even if I am not capable compared to the other army commanders. But I should also react quickly and fend off the enemy's attack first. Wait for the later reinforcements to arrive, and then find a way to drive the other party back. If you just excuse your own inability and shirk inaction, that is the biggest mistake. Thorgrande earnestly advised.

"Father, I think you should be in this position." The Marquis looked at his daughter to hear what she had to say, "Don't you remember the old story of that Parmis?" The Pamis loved horses on the continent, and their king was even more so, so he offered a thousand gold coins for his attendants to find a BMW for him. The squire, after much difficulty, finally found out about a horse, but by the time he arrived, the horse had already fallen ill and died. So the squire bought the horse's bones for five hundred gold coins. King Parmis did not blame the attendants, but ceremoniously buried the dead horse. So all the people on the continent knew that King Parmis really cherished the BMW, so everyone rushed to send the good horse to Parmis. Father, don't you understand? If there are really people who are better than you, and I hear that Lord Leus is willing to let you take up such an important position, then are they afraid that they will not be treated better when they come to France? ”

The Marquis groaned for a long time, and slapped his thigh sharply, "All right, Lord Luce, let me be this dead horse." ”

"Mademoiselle Marquis is a pretty good analogy." Thorgrande took a sip of tea happily, "Then, Marquis de Rabelais, please come and visit the Eloke Palace tomorrow morning." I'll send a carriage to pick you up, and you and Miss Aresa, and we'll get things done. ”

"It's already noon, and if it's convenient, Lord Luce and Lord Larson will join us for lunch." The Marquis stood up and issued such an invitation.

"Then we'll interrupt," said Thorgrande, bowing in to accept the invitation, "well, we didn't bring any gifts with us this time, so what do you think, let me buy you a good bottle of wine at noon?" ”

"I'm sorry to ask you to break the bank." The Marquis laughed awkwardly, after all, there was no good wine in the house suitable for entertaining important guests.

"General Larson, take these and go out to find someone to run errands. I went to the shop, Crystal Forest, and told their buddies that I wanted them to send them a bottle of 340-year-old Parello. "Sogrendse gave Larsson a couple of coppers to pay for the errand runners.

"Crystal Forest, that's a very reputable shop." The Marquis said in amazement.

"Do you remember what I just said about my father? The owner of the shop was the sake merchant who had received my father's favor back then, so I guess I don't have a good relationship with them. ”

Rabelais' lunch was particularly lively on this day, perhaps because it had been a long time since there had been guests. At the dinner table, the Marquis introduced his wife, the Marquise, to two guests, a very modest woman. Obviously nobility and simplicity are not contradictory elements, and this is well reflected in the Rabelais family.

In the early afternoon, Saugland and Larsson left the Marquis's palace and rode down Roland Gaslow Boulevard.

"Master Larson, do you have anything to say?" Thorgrande asked suddenly.

"Lord Luce, I'...... I think it's time for me to brush up on the Mainland Mandarin. ”

"Oh? Is it? Thorgrande glanced at the deputy commander of the Praetorian Guard, "Have you found the right teacher?" ”

"Hmm...... I guess I've found it. ”

"That's good," Thorgrande smiled and turned his head to look ahead, Larsen felt like he had seen through, "Lord Larson, hold your head high and bring out the majesty of the Praetorian Guard, we can't afford to lose face under so many gazes." ”

"Huh!?"

"Don't look around, grace, grace!"

The moment the Prime Minister walked out of Rabelais's house, the windows of the houses on both sides of the avenue were filled with curious people. Although many of them have met Saugland on some formal occasions, that doesn't stop them from observing the character again, just as most of us don't get tired of seeing a movie star a few more times. And for the other part of the people who haven't met yet, it's always a good excuse to gain knowledge.

I am afraid that after the Prime Minister is completely out of their sight, a visit to Rabelais's house will be on the agenda.

(August 8, Pamis, a high-class prostitution parlor in Rubata)

"Sir, our host would like you to come and talk." A traditional Pamis stopped a tall young man with a disappointed face on his face.

The young man hesitated, looked at the expressionless Pamis for a moment, and then accepted the invitation. It seems that he agreed with the mentality of a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Under the guidance of the Pamis, the young man followed the lavishly decorated building for a while to a relatively clean place in the backyard. According to common sense, this is a place that not ordinary people can come to. Lifting the curtain of the door, the young man saw a man in the prime of life, only in his early thirties, and the other party was dignified.

At the suggestion of the other man, the young man found a place to sit down, and the one who ushered him in bowed respectfully to his master and left the room.

"May I ask your Excellency ......" of course, the person with doubts will ask first.

"Don't be too busy asking me, let me ask you first." The master stopped the other party's questioning.

"Then please tell me."

"Are you looking for someone?"

"Yes."

"A woman?"

"Yes."

"A woman you love?"

"Yes."

"You separated from her because of family?"

"Yes." The young man was amazed at the accuracy of the question, but it didn't matter to him.

"You are Mr. Mathaire Imnast?" The host was quick to ask questions.

"Yes......" Masalel found himself a little fooled, "what are you doing?" If you're not going to tell me what you want to know, then don't play this boring trick either! ”

"Dear guests of Farensi, please do not be upset. I guess you're looking for Miss Eucaris, right? If so, I would advise you not to waste your time in this country. ”

"Do you have anything to do with my father?" Mazarel clearly didn't have a good deal of anger when he said this.

"I see that you have misunderstood, and from my information, Miss Eugaris did not come to Parmis at all. Besides, you don't have any information to prove that she appeared in Parmis, after all, she used to dance in the Partra Palace, and many people know her, and if she comes here, she will definitely be recognized. What do you say? ”

Mazarel was lost in thought, for these days he had indeed been scurrying around like a headless fly. After Falency was unable to find Eugaris, the first thing that came to his mind was Pamis, simply because Eugaris had been to Pamis. Mazarel was an orthodox military man, and he had no experience with such a thing as "intelligence". At this point, he regretted the haste in which he had left home, and if he could consult His Excellency Luce, he might have been able to get a lot of help.

"Dear Masalel, as far as I know, it was Miss Eugaris who left you on her own initiative. If so, do you think a woman who can avoid you would come to a place where people have an impression of her? She'll be sure to pick a country you don't expect to hide, or seek some asylum. ”

"I see, please forgive me for offending you, I'm so sorry. I should have stayed a few more days to apologize, but you should know how anxious I am, so let me say goodbye to you here. Thank you for your advice, so I hope you can let me know your name. Masalel figured it out and immediately humbly apologized to the other party.

"Hehe, my name doesn't matter." The master laughed, "I don't know your father either, and when it comes to relations with the Falencies, I'm just quite similar to Lord Sogree Leuss of your country. Since you are in a hurry, then hurry up and go, my servant has prepared everything for you. ”

"Thank you again for your kindness," Mazarel said as he turned around and bowed as he walked to the door, "I will definitely repay you for your help if I have the opportunity in the future." Then he left the house, and under the guidance of the servant who had been waiting at the door, he went to prepare for the departure of his home.

The gentleman who had sent away the young Pharansic Dragon Knight and had begun to lure Mazarel in turned back into the house, "My king, did you run out this time to help this Pharansi officer?" Wei Chen sees that you have done a lot of extra things for Lord Leus, who is far away in France, why is that? ”

"Yu Gong, we need the help of the Falunsi to contain Mastar; Privately, I do like Sogrand as a person. If he is no longer in France, I must hire him as a guest secretary, and it is better to have him as a teacher for Lift. "That's right, this mysterious master is none other than King Parmis - Arslang I.

"My king, it's not good!" Another officer, who was supposed to be a Praetorian Guard, rushed in to report.

"What's wrong?"

"Her Majesty the Princess has sent someone to clean up this shop, led by Lord Hedena herself."

"Quick! We go through the back door. ”

"Your Majesty, there's no back door here."

"There's always a back wall, it's all big men, can't you even climb over the wall?"

"My king is wise!"

The prince of Parmis slipped away in embarrassment.

(14 August, Somya Palace, Debens, Iberia)

August in Iberia is arguably the most pleasant August on the continent, as poets often sing, "Iberian Golden August" is the best proof of this. Iberia is not a very hot region in the first place, and its temperatures are often kept in a comfortable range, although there is more sunshine here than elsewhere on the continent.

On the morning of this day, King Ofriet III of Iberia got up early. Judging from the historical records, aside from other things, he can indeed be regarded as a diligent king. The King of Iberia, dressed in his pajamas, sat down at his desk, sprinkled with the golden morning light of early autumn, and flipped through the papers that had been sent to his bedroom earlier. In the past, almost no king would have allowed his courtiers to enter their bedrooms so early to hand over papers.

Overfleet casually flipped through the papers, and on the large sumptuous bed behind him, a man wrapped in a blanket apparently rolled over. The king smiled and picked up a letter casually, and was slightly surprised to see the sender's signature. Because the signatory is Francesco Ley, Count of Lazaranmaker, you must know that the last time the Count of Wyvern Valley wrote a letter to the king can be traced back to 200 years ago.

After reading the letter slowly, Ofrite couldn't help but laugh. The man on the bed tossed again, and it was evident that the king's laughter had woken her up.

"Ah, Miss Eugaris, are you awake? If you wake up, get up quickly, we can set off early and go to the hunting ground for a walk. ”

"Please spare me, I want to stay with the pillow until noon."

"Oh? In that case, I would have liked to be able to go with you to hunt a few grouses for the main course for lunch. ”

After a short while, Eugaris suddenly asked, "What were you laughing at just now?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter between my lords, and there is a guy who covets the beauty of his neighbor's sister, and as a result, he loses himself and his territory. But it doesn't matter to me, what matters is that William Grant bows to me, so that there will be no more disobedience in Iberia. "In that case, it's nothing to make Grant a rightful earl." ”

"Congratulations."

"You don't seem to be very happy." The king's mood is like the sun outside the window.

"I'm just tired."

"I want to relive last night's mood that will make you forget your fatigue." The king said as he threw away the papers and walked over to the bed.

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