Guidebook for the Dark Duke Chapter 81: Civil turmoil
Evan looked at Duke Wilson, unable to react for a while.
What the **** does this mean? Evan is a little confused. If he understands correctly, Duke Wilson means that the king will die tonight, and there is only one reason for a person's death to be known in advance, that is, such a death was planned long ago.
Duke Wilson wants the king dead!
Those thoughts popped into Evan's mind.
But before Evan could say anything else, there was a commotion in the ball, and both Evan and Duke Wilson were attracted and looked in the direction of the commotion.
A frightened official stumbled in. He was wearing a high-end suit, but unfortunately it was a little wrinkled at this time, and even his glasses were a little crooked. Lord Oram, in the middle, ran towards him.
"Hon... Lord." He looked like he had just jumped out of the carriage, and his breath was still a little uneven.
"Your Majesty, His Majesty the King has passed away!" He looked at Lord Oram with a terrified face, as if looking at his own life-saving straw.
Evan's heart skipped a beat, but the surroundings had long since fallen into chaos. Those aristocratic lords and ladies who were originally staggered were all horrified and in an uproar at this time, but no matter who it was, at this time The highest-ranking Lord Oram is their backbone, and no matter who is present, their eyes are looking in the direction of Lord Oram.
Lord Oram frowned slightly and whispered: "Where did you get the news? Where are the people from Buckingham Palace?"
This person is obviously an official. It stands to reason that things like the death of the king should be communicated by someone from Buckingham Palace, but now a civil official has come to pass the message, which is obviously wrong.
"Buckingham Palace..." He looked slightly trembling: "The people at Buckingham Palace are under the control of Duke Rand, and no one can come out."
"Then how did you know?" Duke Wilson suddenly came out and asked the question everyone wanted to ask.
Seeing that Duke Wilson was there, that person suddenly felt a lot more at ease. Everyone in the UK knew that the Duke of Willzon and the Duke of Rand were absolutely incompatible, and the strength of Duke Wilson's army was enough to change political situation.
"I have a good friend who works as a clerk at Buckingham Palace, and he told me." This civil servant was a nail that Lord Orlam put in the government, and he played a role at this time, as expected.
This kind of words made everyone present believe a little bit, and everyone suddenly panicked. In such a chaotic and complicated political situation, when the king was here, everyone didn't feel it, as long as they thought that if the king died, Everything was fine, but when the king actually left, these people couldn't help but feel a little underwhelmed.
"Calm me all!" Lord Oram raised a rare face, and the surrounding noise suddenly subsided.
"Take him up and clean up." Lord Oram waved to the servant beside him, and someone immediately came up and took the man away.
After disposing of this, Lord Oram looked at the terrified nobles around him.
"Ladies, let's go up and rest first." Although Lord Oram's tone was gentle, there was little room for negotiation in what he said.
This is really inappropriate for these nerve-wracking ladies to talk to, and Evan watched as several of the ladies were about to pass out.
Lord Oram said, and immediately the maids supported the ladies and left, leaving a few gentlemen, although they looked better than the ladies, but the good ones were limited, and a few were slightly weaker. He was sweating profusely, and kept wiping it off with his handkerchief.
Because some of these people are not very noble, but they also know the situation in London at this time. Lord Orlam is definitely a supporter of Prince George. According to the civil servant just now, it is now obviously Lan The Duke of De has the upper hand, and now they are tied to the chariot by Lord Oram, which is a life-threatening situation for some people who do not have a firm stand.
"Gentlemen." After all these gentlemen with different minds were in the small banquet hall, Lord Oram finally said: "Now there is an emergency, and I think everyone is well aware of it."
Except for a few people who had a close relationship with Lord Oram who looked calm, the expressions of the rest of the people were a little unpredictable.
Lord Oram had a panoramic view of the expressions of these people, and couldn't help sneering in his heart, but his face was still gentle, and there was a trace of worry in his expression.
"His Majesty passed away suddenly, and the Duke of Rand kept his mourning secret, while Prince George was far away in Wales, and now in London, I am afraid that he will have to rely on the kings." Lord Orlam said very sincerely.
Such nice words really have no effect on these old foxes, but since the words are spoken, these people have to react. After all, Oram's status is still there.
"Lord, you are too modest. We will listen to you on this matter." One of Lord Oram's confidants suddenly said.
This sentence made the faces of the people around them look different. It completely pierced the layer of window paper, and they had almost no way out.
Because although the Duke of Rand has the upper hand at this time, but they are in the hands of Lord Oram, at this time, if you don't want to be attached, you can't.
No matter what the face of everyone, under such a sentence, they can only agree.
Lord Oram slightly twitched the corners of his mouth. Although these people are of no use, they can always tie up one more, which can always boost morale, so that everyone can see the position that Duke Rand is currently criticizing.
Since these people have been settled, Lord Oram is too lazy to talk nonsense with these people, and asked the butler to bring up a few people who are not his confidants, while the remaining confidants continue to discuss plans.
During this process, Duke Wilson has always stood by Evan, without saying a word, but although he has not said a word, his silence now shows his attitude. Therefore, it is so easy to agree. I have to say that Duke Wilson's attitude also accounts for a large factor, because after all, these people know that Duke Wilson is someone who has soldiers in his hands.
After those people left, the expression on Lord Oram's face changed. He smiled and invited everyone to sit down, and even made Duke Wilson sit on his upper hand, and then said: "Since His Majesty the King has passed away, Then our affairs should be arranged as well."
The people below looked at Lord Oram with high spirits. These people were all supporters of Prince George, and they had a close relationship with Lord Oram. Naturally, they knew the inside story of this incident, so They are more confident than those who are uneasy.
"Prince George will be back in London tomorrow afternoon. During this time, the Duke will be asked to stabilize the political situation in London." Lord Orlam looked at Duke Wilson with a smile.
Duke Wilson nodded with a cold face and didn't say much. Evan stood aside, but he was a little surprised. Isn't Prince George in Wales? Even by train, I'm afraid it won't take such a short time to get back to London from Wales.
There's definitely something wrong here, Evan's expression flashes.
The next few people talked about the end of the matter. Most of them were talking about how to deal with the court guards of the Duke of Rand. In fact, there is nothing to say. They are now in Lord Orlam's castle. Lord Oram is not an aristocrat who is drunk and dreaming to death. This castle, I am afraid that there are guards stationed at the moment they come in, there is no problem in holding it for a while.
After the talk, Evan and Duke Wilson returned to the guest room together. Because there were too many people, the two of them were assigned to a room, which made Evan feel a little embarrassed, and Duke Wilson didn't seem very much. comfortable.
Evan looked at Lord Oram, who had a slightly subtle expression, and knew that it was definitely intentional at this time. No matter how many guests were, he would not let a duke live with others.
There was an awkward silence when the two returned to the room, but in the end it was Duke Wilson who opened the conversation.
"Are you freaked out today?" He looked at Evan slightly worried.
Evan chuckled in his heart. He was taken aback, but not frightened.
"This incident is indeed a bit sudden." Evan smiled reservedly.
Duke Wilson sneered: "If it wasn't for Duke Rand's pressing step by step, I'm afraid it wouldn't have gotten to this point."
Evan frowned slightly, he was a religious man after all, and he really didn't know how to react when the Duke talked about these shocking things in front of him.
"You..." He looked at Duke Wilson with an embarrassed expression.
Duke Wilson looked at him with a very gentle expression: "I know you can't accept it, but Richard is too absurd, George is a good boy, if he doesn't die, then a lot of innocent people will die. , Although I have done such a terrible thing, I do not regret it, even if my soul falls into the boundless hell, I am willing."
Evan looked at Duke Wilson's expression at this time, and his heart was really puzzled. In the original book, the later Duke Wilson was described as a paranoid, but looking at him at this time, he felt a little uncomfortable. Same.
"You..." He was silent for a moment: "You will not go to hell, I will pray for you."
Evan's words seemed to be a stimulant, which made Duke Wilson feel high at once. He walked to Evan's side, suddenly took his hand, and said excitedly: "Really? You really Do you think so?"
Evan wanted to retract his hand, but was pulled by Duke Wilson. He couldn't help but look into the Duke's eyes, but found that his eyes were unusually firm, with no sign of loosening. The sight made Evan frown.
"Lord Duke." His tone was still very calm: "Please let go of my hand."
He looked Duke Wilson straight in the eyes, and there was no room for negotiation.
This man is so aggressive, but he must not allow himself to be his subordinate, and he will never make any regressions on this issue.