Chapter 2517: reprimand

Master Dewey and Elder Prisella did not speak any more, but looked at each other, even the eyes of Elder Prisella looked at me as if they were looking at a madman.
After a long silence, Master Dewey got up, patted me on the shoulder, and said: "Young people have lofty ideals and grand dreams. This is a good thing and should be encouraged. It is just that the road is heavy and the road is full of thorns, and it takes one step at a time. Go forward, never rush."
I understand, Master Dewey is warning me, don't be stupid, for this almost impossible thing, take your life in.
Hey, what is the generation gap? This is the generation gap!
With active new ideas, the ideas I came up with were not acceptable to the elders of Prisella and Master Dewey, who had solidified ideas.
They have been steadfast for a whole life, and have been cautious for a whole life. In the end, they have been shrinking in their own shells, and have always refused to show up because they are afraid, they are afraid.
They are not only afraid of unknown threats, but also past experience. They still can't get rid of the records of the apostles in historical documents, and they still can't remove the apostles from the list of disasters.
Even Master Dewey, who possesses arrogant talent, extremely broad vision, and extremely broad knowledge, still can't jump out of this circle.
Is this a kind of sadness?
maybe......
I didn’t go on, because I knew that after I confessed the name
Fire Devourer Antoun
, the faces of Master Dewey and Elder Prisella would have that puzzling fear again. expression.
It was the kind of weird expression that was ignorant, but terrified.
I don't want to see this expression, or even hate it.
So I plan to communicate with Anthun in secret, if I can conclude an agreement, it would be even better.
But before that--
On the second day after returning to Moonlight City, I had just been reunited with my family for less than twenty-four hours. I immediately boarded the airship and headed to York Seoul alone.
After getting off the airship, I went straight to York Palace.
This time it was much smoother than the previous one, and there was no question even for interrogation. It was almost a green light.
I thought to myself: Did the defense forces of York Seoul Palace go on vacation? Or have you resigned? How is the level of alertness so sparse?
Near the inner palace of the imperial palace, I ran into the chief guard officer who came to greet me. With doubts, I told him my doubts.
The chief guard of the royal guard smiled politely: "You are worrying too much. It is not the weakening of the palace's defense force, but that your Majesty has temporarily ordered the replacement of the guards a day ago, secretly promulgating your personal portrait, and secretly issuing an order. People, as long as they see you, they are released immediately, without any obstacles, and it is for this reason that you can come here so unimpeded."
It turns out that all of this was prepared by Simmons Locke in advance. My uncle is really interested.
Quickly walked to the entrance of the palace, the head of the guard turned sideways and respectfully said: "Your Majesty is inside, please."
Nodding and smiling at him, I adjusted my clothes and stepped into the monarch's palace.
As of today, I don’t know how many palaces I’ve visited, and I’m already familiar with it.
Stepping into the main entrance, the first thing you see is a pair of statues of unknown monsters. The whole body is made of gold with silver embellishments. Rubies are eyes, obsidian is teeth, and crystals are scales.
These two monsters are huge, sturdy and fierce. If they are true, they must be quite tricky to face off.
More than ten steps in, is a phoebe wood table, the table body is square, on which is placed the musk for deodorizing, dried fruit compote, a teapot, four tea cups, a jade pen, and a white wad There are a few lines of small characters written on the paper, all of which are common in the Hefeng mainland, and the content is'About the construction of the city defense of York Seoul...'
On the four sides of the table, there are four pear wood chairs with meticulous workmanship and clear lines. It is not so much a chair, but a piece of art that can be seated.
But at this moment, these four pieces of art that can sit on people are being placed crookedly. Not only are they not artistic, they are also quite deterrent. One of them even spans the two halls inside and outside the palace, becoming Set up a'bridge' between the two halls.
In the inner hall of the bedroom, Simmons Locke, dressed in casual clothes, is leaning against a wicker chair and drinking coffee.
The fragrance is elegant, slowly curling, spreading to every corner of the hall.
Sniffing my nose, I want to drink coffee too, so I yelled to the outside of the hall: "Help me get a cup of coffee!"
Not quite, the aroma of coffee is more intense, the head of the guard holding a cup of steaming espresso in both hands, waiting at the entrance of the inner hall, but he refused to take a step into the inner hall.
Reluctantly, I had to get up to take the coffee, smiled and thanked him, the head guard respectfully said "Don't dare", and hurriedly left.
"Uncle, what's the matter? Why does your chief guard dared not even enter the inner hall?"
While sipping coffee, I curiously said.
"Don't say they are, my concubines, and even my own son, are not qualified to enter this inner temple without permission."
Simmons Rock said slowly.
"Huh? Why didn't you say it earlier! I'd better quit, lest I break the ban."
While talking, I pretended to walk out.
Simmons Locke didn't point out my hypocrisy, so he looked at me with a smile.
I asked myself to be boring, found a chair and sat down, and asked, "Why don't you let your son and concubine in? They are your flesh and blood!"
"In front of the sovereign, flesh and blood are ruthless, haven't you heard this sentence?" Simmons Lock put down the coffee cup and sighed: "Anyway, it's all a family. I can't hide this from you. I have encountered more than a dozen The real culprits of these assassinations were my concubines and sons."
"Huh? You're too brave!" I lost my voice: "Don't you deal with them?"
"Just like you said, one side is my woman, the other side is my bones and blood, and the tiger poison still doesn't eat its seeds, let alone human?"
Speaking of this, Simmons Locke said quietly: "It's still Bai Yunying that girl worry, I can't wait to pass the throne to her."
"Don't tell me!" I blurted out: "I already have a queen fiancee, and the pressure is already great. Let's have another one. I'm afraid I can't stand it."
"Huh, are you still stressed?" Simmons Locke didn't believe it at all: "If you are really stressed, you won't run around the world and make friends with people you shouldn't provoke. I think you are not too stressed. It’s too idle, I’m so idle!"
I protested: "I am your grand-niece and son-in-law, do I have to be so unrelenting?"
"Because you are my grand-niece and son-in-law, I have to say this even more, not only for your good, but also for Bai Yunying's good."
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