Once upon a time, there was a young man who was born in a noble royal family and was the eldest son of His Majesty the King, but his life has always been depressed.

Because the young man has a very powerful younger brother, who has been able to write and martial arts since he was a child, and is deeply appreciated by his father, His Majesty the King helped this younger brother to train a group of civil and military generals very early on, and trained them as the crown prince.

In front of his younger brother shining like the sun, the young man has lived a low-key and humble life since he was a child, even if he is a prince, he has to be a man with his tail between his legs wherever he goes, and he does not dare to be offside for half a step, and he still has nothing to do in his twenties.

In those gloomy and depressing days, the boy also touched a ray of light in life, he befriended a girl from a common family, unlike most silly girls from poor families, she was fortunate enough to go to school for a few years, could read and write, and was born smart and clever, almost never forgot what she had seen, and had profound knowledge at a young age.

From astronomy to geography, from prose to poetry, whether it is boring financial figures or the ever-changing world, they can talk happily on any topic, just like two meteors in the night sky.

In this way, teenagers and girls who originally did not belong to the same class slowly integrated into each other's lives and came together under the guidance of love.

The girl never regarded the boy as a prince, neither flattered and deliberately flattered, nor did she feel self-prepared for her identity in front of him, but only regarded the boy as her lover.

The girl will cook him warm stomach chicken soup when he has a stomachache when he is a teenager, and she will play the piano to relieve him when it rains at home. When the boy was sick, the girl stayed by the bedside all night, and the boy lay on the bed, and she leaned against the edge of the bed, so gently holding his hand and falling asleep with him.

Later, the political situation changed abruptly, and the boy was involved in the dispute for the crown prince, living in danger every day and night, but the girl still did not give up, and followed the boy desperately.

She didn't know how to use swords, so she personally cooked for the soldiers who followed the boy, helped the wounded to bandage the wounds, and used the knowledge she had learned in books to give advice to the boy.

Even though the boy lost his position several times and was covered in dust, the girl also accompanied him to eat dry bread, drink white water, and accompany him through the long nights, and gave birth to two children for the boy, both boys, and the soldiers who followed the boy thought that this was an auspicious omen, and the morale was greatly boosted.

In the end, the boy finally came out of it, and his younger brother, who had been high up since childhood, was too arrogant and domineering all day long, which finally aroused the disgust of his father, and once fell from the position of quasi-king, he was replaced by a low-key and down-to-earth teenager.

In the minds of many, such a story should have had a fairytale ending, and the faithful and reliable girl who never left her would surely become the eternal love of the teenager, honor and become a queen, and live happily ever after with her two children.

However, reality is not a fairy tale.

After the boy became king, he did not marry a girl, because the year he ascended to the throne was stormy, the beast epidemic broke out in the territory, and the distant imperial dynasty on the other side of the desert also raised troops to invade, and the whole country was troubled internally and externally.

In order to appease the people and stabilize the political forces of all parties in the country, the young man has no way to marry a girl from a humble background and is unknown, what he needs is a noble queen with a strong background who can help him intimidate his ministers.

In this way, the boy married the sister of his good brother, a noble family who grew up under the banner of the dragon, and on the day the two were married in the palace, the dragon's chant resounded for nine days, and the laurel flowers floated all over the field, as if to welcome the new birth of the country.

And the poor girl who accompanied the teenager to forge ahead, as well as the two young children, were left in a remote corner and left no one care, like flowers slowly rotting in the soil...

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Pertheus sat in his office, sleepless for several days, his desk full of files and papers taken from the library, his eyes dark and sunken because of the lack of sleep for a long time, his lips were dry and peeling no matter how much water he drank, and his eyes were obviously extremely tired, but they were filled with a cold emotion.

In the past few days, Persius has looked through a large number of files of Andre's supporters, and as he did with Norden before, he has interviewed many relevant people, and finally found that Andrei's supporters have more or less in common.

The vast majority of these people are from poor backgrounds, and according to normal circumstances, they will not have a chance to be promoted in their lifetime, but they were promoted by Andre halfway, some were promoted to military positions like Kevin, and grew into generals with the help of step by step, and some went to school for further study under Andre's sponsorship, entered the officialdom through selection, and then held a high position in Wenchen through the hands of Lan Xian.

In terms of numbers, this kind of cooperation between Andrei and Lan Xian may have lasted for more than ten years, and those who were funded were only rooted in the grassroots at the beginning, and now they have grown vigorously over a long period of time, and the stems and branches are all over the military and political circles of Doguland.

Even among the various legions that have always been considered to be Boton's "basic plate", far more than half of the generals supported Andre, and less than one-third of the people actually supported Boton.

This investigation really scared Perseus a lot, although he thought that André would have more supporters than Bolton and Solandale, but he didn't expect it to be like this!

These supporters of Andre had never shown too strong a stance before, or their words and deeds made people think that they belonged to other factions, and it was not until this nomination of the crown prince that their true position was revealed.

In the past, Andre sponsored the children of the poor to study, helped them rewrite their lives, and Perseus would feel gratified, feeling that although this kid was a prince, he could sympathize with the people of the lower classes, and he was a good seedling who should be the master.

But in retrospect, Perseus only felt a cold sweat.

It is true that Andre is funding the poor, and it is true that he is close to the people, but I am afraid that all this is not out of benevolence, nor for the sake of the country, but with political purposes.

From the very beginning, he wanted to show kindness to these lower-class people, make them grateful, and then select loyal and capable people to be promoted and installed in the military and political fields.

In order to repay the "kindness of knowledge" back then, people like this kind of person who picked up one hand will be extremely favored by Andrei politically, and then form an interest group that depends on him, and this is the so-called "party henchman".

The party itself is not a derogatory term, but the size of the party is enough to make Pertheus feel cold.

Not to mention, after an investigation of the files, Perseus found that there were many André's henchmen in the palace, and even the "eight princes" of the royal family clearly recommended André in the letter.

Although these people were not cultivated by Andre, I am afraid that like Lan Xian, they are all Andre's helpers, and they are bent on promoting him as king in order to seek the greatest political benefits.

Looking at the stalls in front of him, Perseus gritted his teeth, and the pen in his hand was about to break: "What a loving prince." ”

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