Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 148: Virtual conditions

Jen, who was interrupted, was very dissatisfied, and he immediately called for someone to come and ask what happened.

An assistant to the adjudicator hurried over from the barbican and told him that something went wrong in the trial hall: A hereditary baron who was sealed was dissatisfied with the verdict and was "violently protesting."

"The Kongming Palace is not a place for him to play rogues," it may be that Thales's eyes made Jaen very upset, and the Duke of South Bank, who has always been gentle in front of outsiders, sneered coldly: "Not to mention the courtroom."

However, the assistant judge told him embarrassingly that the baron invoked the "Rodri's Regulations" of the Revival King period and asked a noble with a high enough title to attend the jury and even arbitration to cover the previous verdict.

"It's so bold."

Jen sneered:

"This is simply contempt for the Tribunal, or at such a critical time as Queen's Day."

"What's the matter?" Although this was an inconvenience for the Emerald City's internal affairs, Thales couldn't help but said: "Is it related to the things we talked about before?"

Jane gave him a very meaningful look, and the Duke immediately ordered to go down:

"Then do it, and invite him an honorable nobleman to be there. Although rare, it is his right after all."

But the judge's assistant was embarrassed.

"Master Jen, the closest person was the Earl of Honor Pintor, but he..."

The assistant couldn't help but forget Thales, his eyes were complicated:

"Earl, he is still recovering from his injuries at home, so he can't come forward."

Thyls was uncomfortable with him.

Huh? Earl Pintor?

Why does this name sound so familiar?

Jane also glanced at Thales, disdainfully said: "Perhaps I feel embarrassed recently and don't want to come forward. What about the others?"

"Several adults are reluctant to come forward for some reason."

"What's the reason?" Jen was obviously dissatisfied, but his expression quickly changed.

But the assistant dared not answer.

The Duke of Iris woke up to something and looked at Thales.

"What's the matter? What are you looking at?" Thales touched his face, wondering.

"Reason." Jen replied coldly.

Ten minutes later, when Thales walked into the Jade City Judgment Hall in Kongming Palace for the first time, he realized that it was more than in Kongming Palace and any hall of the Kevin Deere family. Spacious and more majestic.

An old judge with gray hair and wrinkled face wears thick glasses and sits higher than the others in the hall. The plaintiff and the dock are on both sides in front of him, and the outer ones are The seats were full of guests, most of whom were neatly dressed and well-dressed, and they couldn't help but talk when they saw the Duke in person.

In everyone's attention, Thales and Jane, accompanied by their entourage, sat on the open box on the second floor higher than the judge.

"Then we might as well continue," the old judge helped his glasses. "No. 680-10-0881, the defender Mr. Slimani, on behalf of the farmers in Fengpei Village, v. Baron Elan Trent Illegal robbery and unreasonable detention."

"That's not a robbery!"

A middle-aged nobleman in the dock, wearing a luxurious overcoat and taking care of himself, immediately jumped up, dancing with his hands, with a loud voice:

"Those farmers are my leaders! Those are the food grown on my land! But they sneaked and raped, not only defaulted on various reasons, refused to pay the rent, but also smuggled away this year’s on my back. Harvest! Get together"

Boom!

The old judge gave a merciless gavel, and the heavy sound echoed in the trial hall, making all other voices disappear.

"The hammer is made of alloy imported from Humble. Their bituminous formula is quite clever. The sound of the hammer varies from low and majestic to lively and bright. It is said to have the effect of washing the mood. Many musical instruments The timbre has been improved a lot for this."

Jen explained quietly to him, but couldn't hide the "I haven't seen it in the country" in his eyes.

Thyls pouted his lips uncomfortably.

How? It's great to be rich.

"Quiet."

Although the old judge is very old, his voice is still firm and powerful, which is awe-inspiring:

"Or should I let the guards of Kongming Palace help you be quiet, Baron Trent?"

Baron Trent was still dissatisfied and wanted to say something, but the servant beside him quickly persuaded him.

"Johnny Brennan, the oldest judge in the Emerald City and the entire South Bank, is highly respected," Jane said in a low voice, "The Emerald City finally hired him from the Principality of Anrenzo. ."

"What case is this? Does it have anything to do with...what we are talking about?" Thales silently observed his surroundings.

"You asked me down." Jen shook his head.

The old judge turned to the plaintiff's bench:

"Mr. Srimani?"

A simple, savvy and capable man stood up from his seat. He bowed first to the two dukes, and then to the Brennan Inquisitor:

"Dear Judge Brennan, as I have complained before, my clients, the two hundred and thirty farmhouses in Fengpei Village under the jurisdiction of the Trent family, do not approve the defendant's defense. That is illegal robbery of property and subsequent illegal detention."

"Little man!"

The roar of Baron Trent sounded again:

"You will defend them, Srimani, just because you are a dedicated defender for the grain merchants' guild! They secretly negotiated the price with the grain merchants in the city, and they want to receive this batch of grain!"

"And you are still a former security officer! Look around, the people in this trial court are all your old colleagues, all in a hurry!"

Boom!

"Baron Trent, this reason is enough to use once," Judge Brennan said solemnly, "and the current court has responded to your seemingly reasonable protest."

"But"

"You asked for a nobleman with status, prestige, and good character to attend the jury. This requirement has been met." Brennan touched his gray beard, he squinted his eyes and looked up to the second floor." Maybe it’s too satisfying. Since the **** years, the trial hall has not welcomed such a distinguished guest for a long time."

The next second, the old judge stood up tremblingly, including his deputy, assistant, scribe, and finally almost everyone in the court hall stood up.

"Duke Thales, Duke Jean, I welcome you on behalf of the trial court on duty today," Brennan bowed in the direction of the two dukes, "Witness to the sunset, may you come, let justice and law More prominently."

"Inquisitor Brennan," Zhan Enqian stood up amicably, and even Thales had to stand up together and bow to the old inquisitor, "The Kevin Deere family is a member of the Emerald City, come here for jury It’s my duty, I just hope you don’t mind: I have brought guests, and His Royal Highness Thales also wants to visit the Emerald City."

"My judge, please understand," Thales said with a smile, "As the royal family, the Nine-pointed star is obligated to serve the entire kingdom, and as a brilliant star, I am even more responsible."

The voice fell, and the two dukes looked at each other with bad eyesight.

There was a lot of discussion throughout the trial hall.

"Very well, two dukes," Judge Brennan sat down again, in a normal tone, "I just hope that you can just let the political dispute stay in a quarrel, but don't bring me to the court."

Tyers and Jane's expressions stiffened, and they sat down chatteringly.

"He doesn't seem to give us much face?"

"More than that, he didn't even give my father's face," Jann said softly. "It is said that when your grandfather visited the South Bank, he ordered to lose money because the guards stepped on the stalls."

"What then?"

"Your grandfather lost money obediently, and came back to reward him."

Thyls raised his eyebrows.

The trial court reopened, and the defender and the baron went back and forth, quarreling fiercely.

"I am exercising the rights that the noble lord of the Star Kingdom should have!" Baron Trent said angrily. "They are farmers who work on my land. I give them shelter. They work for me. This is Relationships and contracts cannot be more sacred!"

Srimani's defender calmly responded:

"They do work on your land, but since Duke Josh Kevin Deer’s "Separation Order" in 421, at least in the South Bank Territory, the relationship between most lords and farmers on the land has changed. It has become a tenant employment. Yes, they work in your field and pay part of the income, but before the payment, the grain grown on it is due to their labor, belongs to them, not to you."

"But this means that at least part of the crops in his field should have been handed over to me naturally. This is the tradition!" The baron said more and more angry, "This is the tax they should pay! And they tried Avoid this and make a private deal with the grain merchants. This is despicable theft and smuggling!"

There was a lot of noise in the trial hall, with support and opposition.

"Quiet!"

Inquisitor Brennan had to hit his Lek Jing hammer again.

"My clients did not turn in the food and crops, but it does not mean that they are in arrears with tax. In fact, they have paid the full amount of money. As for the way of paying the tax, the Duke of Leinster would like him to rest in peace as early as the Duke of Leinster. It has been expanded during the reign: in addition to paying the fixed crops in the fields, it can also be replaced by full labor or money," Slimani’s defender was polite, in contrast with the Baron, "If you If you have any questions, I will be happy to point out the relevant code regulations for you, of course, if you care."

"Enough?"

Baron Trent was furious: "The tax money they gave me, if they were to buy food at the market price, would only be 60% of the same period in previous years! I don't even have enough food for the conservation team!"

During the debate, Thales and Jane had another conversation in the box seat upstairs.

"I believe in you."

"What do you believe?" Thales frowned.

"After hearing what you just said, I believe that you and your father are not the same people, but I believe it for the time being."

"Thank God," Thales deliberately exaggerated, "So we can let go of the past and start again?"

"Before that, let me clarify a little bit."

Thyls made a respectful hearing.

"I know," the Duke of South Bank whispered: "I knew it was not you who took the initiative to write to come and talk to my sister about marriage, and it was not you who took the initiative to retaliate against me. I know that it was just your father's wishes. I’ve known it before you return to your country."

"Very well, then it seems that you are at least not affected by your sister's affairs. If you think it has nothing to do with me at the beginning, why do you want to retaliate against me at the royal banquet?" Thales wondered.

"Believe it or not," Jaen's expression remained unchanged. "At the royal banquet, I gave Baylar the sword, not because of a personal grudge against you that is something that must be done."

"It must be done," Thales frowned. "Explain?"

"Only to detonate the contradiction between the Western Wilderness and the Fuxing Palace," Zhan En calmly looked at the two quarreling parties below, "only then can your father have no time to care for him, and no time to stretch his hand to the south bank."

"What?"

The Duke of Iris looked at him:

"What your father wants to do is not a secret to every guardian duke."

Jenn solemnly said:

"The country was a conference seven years ago. The'New Star' plan to force the palace has made your Majesty very dissatisfied with me, although the territories and bituminous mines that I ceded afterwards made up for some..."

"Those compensations? You mean, you instigated the blood clan to murder my compensation?" Thales hummed softly.

"But that didn't feed your father," Jann did not deny, but did not apologize to Thales. "Instead, it expanded his appetite and let him see the prosperity and prosperity of the South Bank."

The prosperity and prosperity of the South Bank...

Tyles touched the precious leather of the chair under him and sighed:

"I don't want to say that, but when I entered the palace last time, my father was indeed reading the port tax report of Nan'an Ling, listening to Director Qiu Ke yelling at you for your accounting skills."

Jen was silent for a long time, he looked at Inquisitor Brennan who was knocking the hammer again.

"I know. I originally hoped that after Val Allende was imprisoned, the internal and external troubles of the Northern Territory would become your father's biggest constraint, enough for him to digest for a long time, and there was no time to take care of the South Bank Territory and Kongming Palace."

"But?"

Jen's eyes showed vigilance, as if he was facing an enemy:

"But your father’s courage and ability, whether he dared to sacrifice his son as a hostage, or Chaman Rumba weirdly squeezing out Nunn and crowning him as king, has disappointed this expectation: You retain the quality of Dragon City, Rumba withdraws his troops. The fortress, Exter’s threat disappeared overnight."

Your father's courage and ability...

Thyls looked weird.

The owner of the iris continued: "There is no duke in the north, and no foreign troubles. It is a great opportunity for a thousand years. Your father reached into the cold fort, and in just a few years he had eaten what Arund left behind. Vacuum."

Thyls hesitated for a while:

"Actually, Chaman squeezed Nunn out and crowned king this thing is...well, forget it, it doesn't matter."

"You are right, your father will not spend too much on matters such as father-son relationship," Jaen didn't pay attention to his words, and said to himself: "So when I learned that the royal standing army went to the Western Desolation , When I went to rescue you, I realized that there was something wrong. With the power of the Kingdom’s Secret Science, he had 10,000 efficient ways to rescue his son, but he chose to use the army, which is the most costly and the most troublesome."

Thyls couldn't help frowning.

"Then, I received the news that the Bladeya camp was attacked and Wings of Legend returned to the division to rescue."

Jen raised his head, his eyes heavy:

"At that time, I probably understood what your father wanted to do."

Thyls couldn't help saying:

"Really?"

Jen snorted softly:

"It is not difficult to guess, especially when you know the history of the establishment of the Emerald Legion."

Damn it.

He really guessed it.

Thyls thought with a frown.

"But then, you will return to China," Zhan En's eyes burned. "It was still sent back to the royal capital by the three major clan gifts of the Western Wilderness. I heard that the four-eyed skull even the family sword was given to you?"

Thyls got stuck and wanted to make excuses but gave up in the end:

"In fact, Falkenhauser was not...well, forget it, it doesn't matter."

Jen is a little weird, but he nodded anyway:

"From then on, I knew that something was wrong: the things in the Western Wilderness must not be as your father wanted. According to your majesty’s temperament, the loss you suffered this time, even if you can’t make it back right away, you will definitely find compensation elsewhere. ."

Hearing this, Thales said again but stopped:

"In fact, the reason why he didn't want to be in the Western Wilderness was...Uh, forget it, it doesn't matter."

Jenen has a lot of thoughts:

"The next step is for me to receive a letter from the Fuxing Palace: The inscription is you, with an ugly portrait, asking about the possibility of the marriage between Prince Thales and Hille."

Thyls frowned:

"Is the portrait ugly?"

Jen didn’t answer~IndoMTL.com~ He sighed:

"Your father, he still focused on the South Bank after all, from then on."

Thyls held back for a while.

"Perhaps... for the benefit?" The prince was cautious: "You are not the only family to receive the letter."

"But we are definitely ahead. It has nothing to do with Hille, only Kevin Deere."

Jen sneered and shook his head, his eyes stern:

"I later figured it out, this will happen sooner or later: if you are a girl, a princess, then I have no doubt that the goal of your majesty's marriage is me."

Thyls heard this.

"If I were a male...can't you change a dummy conditional sentence?"