(Happy New Year!) Here's a greeting to everyone for the early years and a happy New Year 2023 in advance)

If you want to be another child, you were beaten by your father just now, and now you are taking medicine again, you will only feel fake and hypocritical.

But Solandelle is a person with a lot of empathy ability, she realized that she was wrong, and she had already understood Perseus's difficulties, she didn't have any resentment in her heart, she cooperated with him very obediently on the medicine, and deliberately made a joke: "It's okay, everything has a first time~ Brother Bolton and Brother Andre were beaten by their father when they made mistakes, and I should not be an exception when I make mistakes." ”

"You kid..." Perseus smiled helplessly, after taking the medicine to help Solandel tidy up her messy hair, looking at the little face with pear blossoms and rain, he said distressedly: "Father just found out, how have you lost so much weight recently, even dark circles under your eyes..."

Solandale nodded slightly: "I've been sorting out the account books, and I sleep late every day..."

Pertheus sighed: "I burned your heart's blood, and my father is also very distressed, but you don't have to complain about your father about this matter, I can't help it." ”

Solandale hung her head and whispered, "Father, is this just the end of the matter?" Do you want them to get away with it? ”

A deep look flashed in Pertius's eyes: "Who said it was over?" This kind of major matter of fornicating with the enemy country is just not being investigated for the sake of the overall situation. ”

Solandale looked at the burnt ash on the table and looked a little sad: "But... The evidence is burned out... How can you convict without evidence? ”

Pertheus smiled mysteriously and stretched out his hand to poke Solandelle's little head: "Solan, my father remembers that you have been smart and clever since you were a child, and you have never forgotten to read books. You've been sorting out those account books for so long, even if they burn them? Isn't it all in your head? ”

Solandale looked at Pertheus blankly, first delighted, but soon asked cautiously, "But, this is different... Those account books are very objective and irrefutable. But what I wrote, no one can prove its authenticity. ”

"Even if I rewrite them word for word, can my father believe that they are exactly the same as they were in the original account book?"

Perseus put his arm around Solandale's shoulder and shook it hard, "I believe in you. How you write, I'll investigate afterwards. ”

If this scene is seen by outsiders, I am afraid that it will be shocking beyond measure, and the status of a king like Perseus is too high, so high that others are out of reach, so it is difficult to trust the people below.

This is also why people in high positions are always lonely, because with their status, they can no longer fully trust someone, nor dare they dare to fully trust someone, even if it is their own heirs, they must be guarded.

How to write, just check it out like this... Looking at the past and present, it can be said that a person who has been in the position of a king for nearly 30 years can be entrusted with such trust.

Solandelle was too young to realize what kind of affirmation this trust was for her, she simply took it as a sign of care from her father, and immediately burst into tears and smiled, and as she spoke, she took a pen and paper and began to write.

"Don't be in a hurry for a while, go back and write slowly. Now let's talk to my father first. Pertheus pressed Solandale's hand and lifted her into his lap, in a tone of emotion: "Sometimes, I often wonder who of my children is the most like me. ”

"At the beginning, I thought it was Andre, this kid is very old-fashioned, has a stable personality, and is a person who does big things. But then I felt that he was a little too tactful, he got along well with everyone, no one was offended, and he was a little less angular. ”

"Needless to say, Bolton, my bravery was inherited by him, but this kid is too impulsive, and he can even be said to be brainless, he is a good hand at fighting, and he can't be stupid in politics."

When Perseus said this, there was a little deep meaning in his eyes, and he tapped the tip of Solandale's nose with his finger: "Now think about it, if you want to say who is most similar to your father, or you are the most like." ”

Solandale tilted her head: "Me? ...”

Perseus smiled and said, "You are exactly like your father when he was young, subtle but full of blood, righteous in heart, jealous and hateful, with no sand in his eyes, and eager to kill all the wicked people of the world with a sword." ”

"However, my father also understood when he sat in this position that the throne is the grip of power, and at the same time it is also a shackle that imprisons freedom, once he becomes a king, his eyes must contain the entire land, not just a corner, and he can't be as happy as a knight."

"Take today's incident as an example, if it were when my father had not yet been crowned, he would have drawn his sword and killed his relatives on the spot. But now that I'm a king, my responsibilities don't allow me to do this, and I can't do it for the sake of the stability of the whole country. ”

When Perseus said this, a sad look appeared on his face, and he touched the back of Solandale's head for a while: "I'm very worried about you now, you made a mess of your relationship with your uncles like this today, even if they smile at you on the surface in the future, they don't know how to hate you in their hearts." ”

Solandale wrote a show of fist and said very firmly: "I'm not afraid, they hold grudges as much as they want, I don't need the favor of these people." ”

Perseus sighed, shook his head slightly, and didn't say anything more, perhaps because he felt that Solandelle was still too young, and he couldn't understand and listen to many truths now, and he couldn't listen to them, and he talked about them in vain.

At this time, Solandelle remembered what was going on, and asked worriedly: "Father, have you thought about the Far East's army this time, and how to deal with it?" ”

Persius rarely had some bad intentions, and deliberately teased her: "Whether you fight or not, let's investigate first, behead Lugo's people who attacked Ye Lingchen, and Chino will also behead him, and give an explanation to the Far East." ”

Solandale lost color when she heard this, and she was so anxious that she kept shaking Perseus's shoulder: "No! How can this be done! ”

Perseus couldn't hold back for a moment, laughed, and poked her forehead: "Father is teasing you." If you really want to behead, unless it is as the princes propose, apologize and show weakness, and make peace with reparations. ”

"But you have analyzed it very clearly, for the sake of Dogulander's future, this battle has to be fought. Since you want to fight, you have to put on a tough posture, how can you be on the verge of battle? I'm going to keep Chino. ”

Solandale breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Who does Father want to send to be the commander-in-chief of this operation?" Brother Burton? ”

Pertheus smiled briefly, a cold glow as sharp as a falcon appeared in his eyes, and said slowly: "The scouts have sent information that millions of troops have been raised in the Far East, and the masters of Ouchi have poured out, and the Holy Seat of the Son of Heaven can still be seen in the army. ”

"The supreme leaders of the imperial court are here, and if we don't have someone equal to them to suppress the formation, the morale of the army will inevitably be greatly defeated, and Bolton will not be able to cope with this occasion."

"So this time, my father is in charge!"