Dust of History Chapter 28: The crown is full of Jinghua

"So it's such an interesting place? You must go and see it." Lord Borugan immediately expressed great interest after hearing Asa's general situation of Oufu City. He originally came to hand over the post of magistrate to the imperial court, but now he has nothing to do. "To be able to manage the orcs in such an orderly manner. It is really amazing to build such a city out of thin air. It is a dreamlike city. I must go. Such a criminal law is so creative, it is simply an art. The former manager of Bracada's big bull-like eyes shone with brilliance. It was the look of a lecherous man who heard about the peerless beauty and gluttonous fantasies about the famous dishes for life. Went to the city. "I'm leaving tomorrow, I'm going tomorrow." He slapped the table and shouted. "Boss, another pound of stewed beef."

Asa reminded him: "There is a war in the west, are you going to die now?"

"Of course I will go around from other countries. Thanks to you, I have earned enough travel expenses." Borugan-sama said triumphantly. "I don't know why you think that your friend must lose? Even I can see that his chances of winning are much better."

"Well... I think it's useless for a person with no status like him to win the championship. It's better to deliberately lose to win the trust of the Prime Minister, so that he can... ..so I thought he would lose this match on purpose." Asa pretended to be profound, taking what the prime minister said to Rodhart as his own judgment. "I'm now worried that he will be excluded by the prime minister because of that momentary impulse."

"Don't worry about it." Mr. Borugan concluded in one go. "He will definitely benefit more if he wins. The prime minister's group of people in the imperial court can cover the sky with one hand. This defeat of the prime minister's nephew at least proves to the military ministers that he is in harmony with Egypt. The Erni family has nothing to do with it. The military just needs someone who can be friendly and win the hearts of the people. It just so happens that His Majesty the Emperor also likes him very much, so he will naturally work better in the military than under the crony Erni family. It is more promising. Hey, friend, do you know what is the most precious resource in this era? It is talent. I just saw this, so I placed your friend's bet."

"Oh? Like this?" Asa was taken aback. It seems to be true again. "Well...that's actually the case. The prime minister bought him, and he agreed to it at the time. If he really wanted to win the game, why didn't he refuse in person? Isn't he so afraid of angering the prime minister if he changes his mind like this?"

"You are wrong again." Lord Borugan slammed his judgment to death again. "The one who is afraid is the Prime Minister. It is a serious crime to cheat for personal gain in the selection meeting of the Holy Knights. He will either take the risk of killing your friend to silence him, which is an even greater risk. Or he will only be caught by your friend. Don’t dare to deal with him indiscriminately. Good means, good brains, good scheming.” Lord Borugan bit off a piece of beef hard and chewed it vigorously in his mouth.

Scheming. Asa suddenly remembered the situation when he first met Rod Hart a few months ago. At that time, he was naive and naive, but now the things in his mind are far beyond his own. It seems that once this person matures, he will improve very quickly.

Master Borugan continued to publish his high-level remarks: "When I saw him in Bracada before, I couldn't see that he was scheming. Probably because of his relationship with Duke Mrak. Learn from good people and follow good people. The bad guys learn from the bad guys, and if you follow a witch, you can only learn to dance with the gods."

"Do you know Duke Mrak well?" Asa asked. He now knows something about the court, and Duke Mrak's good reputation is well-known.

"I don't know. But from his good reputation, he is known to be a master of scheming."

"Why?"

"What is the best liar?"

"Don't know."

"He who never lies is the best liar."

"What do you mean?"

"Because this shows that no one has ever found out that he is lying, and no one has been wary of him. In the past twenty years, Duke Mrak has been promoted the fastest and the least trace in the empire. If you don't play tricks, how can you Climbed to this position from below? Do you think that in the officialdom, it is based on honesty, hard work, and struggle? The key is that he has been mixed up to this point, and he has such a good reputation for incorruptibility. This is the real master of tricks. As clever as clumsy, as wise as foolish, the real master is the one who does not show his traces. You can tell from your friend that such a skilled, talented and intelligent person came to join him, but he did not entrust him with important tasks, but let him maintain a As a commoner, this method is powerful."

"How?"

"How can you attract others to invest in assets that have already been marked as belonging to them? Naturally, you must first show that this is an innocent talent, and wait until someone else has already managed this business to make a lot of money. , show the property right certificate again, and get it effortlessly. Isn’t this a lucrative business? As for the important property right document, hehe, it is naturally the princess rescued by the hero from the dragon’s lair in Bracada. When I was in Bracada, I saw that he was very fond of the princess. You can also see the effect of maintaining his status as a commoner. He is a hero who is soaring from grass to sky. He has arranged the path of this important chess piece without any trace, and no one else can play such a method except for the righteous Duke Mrak. It is really brilliant." Master Borugan said eloquently. Let's talk, the demeanor of a connoisseur does not match his appearance at all.

"I said you are the real genius." Asa looked at the vulgar-looking dwarf in front of him with a little convincing. "Hey, hey, it's a waste of a mind like yours not to do those things."

Master Borugan smiled. His smile should have been just a little bit of self-deprecation, but his wide mouth opened wide immediately after a slight grin, as if deliberately making fun of it. "Doing these things not only requires brains, but more importantly, scheming. You must be willing to think hard, pay attention to others at all times, and be careful about the consequences of your words and deeds. Listen to what other people's positions are. What kind of reaction will there be, and what effect will these reactions have on other people..... etc.. These things are more complicated than alchemists mixing medicines, I am not capable of doing it Teng. At most, I can only see what kind of tricks they are playing."

"Bastard. X's." Asa cursed and said, "Why are all the brains so bright, I have lost confidence in my intelligence now."

"That's cleverness." Lord Borugan said in a tone like reading a book. "People who are obsessed with power and play tricks are actually the weak who have been assimilated by this world full of power. The real great wisdom is the real strong, and it is a firm self-awareness that is not confused by other emotions and environments. This This kind of people will not want to compromise with the world, so they appear to be out of tune with the environment, but they will not be rebellious. In the eyes of this kind of people, the world is equal to themselves. It is not true to be able to be equal to the world spiritually. Strong? Like you and me."

"Haha, this flattery sounds very comfortable." Asa laughed. "It's a pity that I know that the weak officials and lords can call thousands of people to chop the two of us who are strong into meat paste with one order."

"Because spirit and reality are always two different things." Borugan-sama read again, and then smiled, showing his big teeth. "It's just an endorsement. I used to be the administrator of the library in my hometown. Well, I'm full. I'm going to make some preparations for the trip." Master Borugan ate the last piece of beef and belched contentedly.

Asa saw Borugan off and returned to Sandro's big house. Although he is about to be promoted to priest soon, he still lives in Sandro's big house. He didn't think about changing the place, and he didn't think that there was anything inappropriate for the priest to live in that kind of place. In his opinion, this was just a temporary addition obtained from doing a small favor for the bishop. However, a few days later, there were rumors saying that he was devout and humble, and he was not arrogant or impetuous when he was promoted to a high position, and he was still doing the basic work of comforting the dead there. This noble moral sentiment and self-cultivation can be regarded as a model for all priests. He also wondered that his reputation was getting better and bigger even though he had done nothing.

There is another invitation post today. Sandro was complaining that these couriers disrupted his clean life, because when they came here and saw that they were either vomiting or incontinence, they crawled out with sore backs and weak legs.

In the past few days since Bishop Ronnies appointed him as a priest, he has received invitations from the Duke of Mrak to attend various dinners and dances almost every day, and every time there are reasons and reasons that he cannot shirk. enthusiasm. So every night he could truly experience the prosperity of the real life in the capital. Surrounded by beautifully dressed aristocratic women and young ladies, eating unimaginable delicacies, the noble youth kept registering on the fans of the beautiful women, and then waited to dance one after another and sweat profusely , Then everyone walked arm in arm to other places to continue sweating profusely quietly. Many ladies and young girls are also very interested in this new priest, but it is a pity that he is notoriously devout and has a temperament that does not belong to this kind of atmosphere, which makes it difficult for them to start.

Exquisitely made wine, vegetables and pastries are really delicious. Even the most ordinary fruits have to be carved in a variety of ways and added with honey. When Asa saw it for the first time, he didn't know what it was. The sight of luxury is really eye-opening, gold and silver utensils, crystal lamps, and even the clothes worn by the servant serving wine, Asa recognizes that they are the things that the village adults in his hometown take out and put on every festival. . Although it was such an eye-opening experience, Asa felt that he was more energetic when he slept in a tree hole in the wild, chewed insects and drank raw blood. He also remembered the appearance of people who starved to death he had seen with his own eyes, and he heard that there was a famine in some places and people had to exchange their raised children for each other and eat them. He had grown accustomed to measuring money the way he had learned from the Bracada, so he didn't think these things were very important anyway.

He felt inexplicable when he heard the compliments from others, because he clearly felt that the words were insincere, not to mention that they were all compliments on his firm belief and boundless future, as if it would be better to chat with the butcher in the market Come on funny. As for what everyone was talking about, a certain marquis found mineral deposits on the land he bought and earned thousands of gold coins, and the two more pornographic news on the head of a certain viscountess made him feel extremely boring. Many times he wished for a reason that fell from the sky to make him fight. For example, finding out who the lord is is a spy, or which lady is a mage from the Necromancer Guild in disguise, etc. Unfortunately, such good luck has never appeared.

Whenever Asa got tired of this kind of occasion, the Duke would come over to talk to him, there was always a way to make him stay, and let him get used to this atmosphere slowly. But no matter how long and how many times, Asa is still out of place in that environment.

One of his actions the night before yesterday shocked everyone even more. He accidentally dropped a piece of snack on the floor, then reached out to pick it up, blew on it, then threw it into his mouth and started chewing. Everyone around looked at this noble man dumbfounded. Only then did Asa realize that he had probably done something terrible, and he felt a little embarrassed himself.

Duke Mrak applauded excitedly at this time, praising his superb self-cultivation and his actions full of philosophy and allegory with enthusiastic words.

When everyone understood the duke's citing explanation and gave him warm applause and respectful eyes, Asa noticed a strange expression began to appear on the duke's face. As a result, Duke Mrak did not send invitations yesterday, and Asa finally breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, I also feel that I have let down the enthusiasm of the Duke.

But this time it was Rodhart's invitation that he received, with sincere words, saying that he must be invited.

No matter what position you are in, as soon as you step into the officialdom, you must socialize and socialize. So the military came forward to hold a celebration party for the newly promoted knight. Asa already hated these very much, but suddenly wanted to see what Rodhart would be like in such a situation as the protagonist, and how he would be different from himself, so he went.

There were many people attending the celebration. Everyone is very optimistic about this knight who is appreciated by His Majesty the Emperor, and the ladies and ladies also want to come and see this hero who is like the protagonist of a novel.

Asa watched Rodhart talking with other people with a smile on his face, circling among the noble ladies. I found that I was really no match for him in these aspects. His flawless smile is very approachable, covering all other emotions under it, as if it is a very attractive mask. The above can still show various expressions without losing the opportunity and proportion. Asa thought of his superficial impulsiveness when we first met, and the innocence that could be seen in every nerve fluctuation. Only by comparing it with the present can we understand that the present smile is a skill. Although this kind of kung fu is still a bit unfamiliar and has only just started to practice, it can be seen that it has great potential.

"I am able to have today thanks to you. I really appreciate you." Rodhart took the time to walk to Asa and said softly to him. Only when he faced this friend did he not have that charming smile on his face. The real emotion on it was not dazzling, and he could find the emotions and other things that should not appear on the face of such a proud hero thing.

"I heard the conversation between the Prime Minister and you." Asa said softly to him. "Did the Duke of Mrak ask you to do that?" He felt that only the Duke had such skill and vision.

Rod Hart looked very surprised~IndoMTL.com~ shook his head and said, "No. How does the Duke know about this kind of thing. Does anyone else know about this?"

"Don't worry, no one else knows." Asa stared at Rodhart. "You are amazing, kid. Such a method is different from the chivalry you used to pay attention to."

Rod Hart nodded helplessly. "When things are there, you have to use effective methods to deal with them. It is inevitable that you will feel uneasy when you first start doing these things, but it is the same as having measles. As long as you can overcome the first discomfort, the future will be smooth. Already." He looked at Asa and smiled innocently. "You must face the problem head-on, muster up the courage to solve the problem, and don't use any fantasy principles to limit your actions. This is what I learned from you."

"Are you sure?" Asa glanced at him suspiciously. "I can't do these things."

"I ask you to do me a favor." Rodhart whispered to him. "You must help me. Only you can help me."

Asa suddenly remembered that when Bishop Ronis entrusted him with this task that day, he seemed to say the same thing first, and his heart immediately tightened. This kind of busyness is usually not a good thing to take care of, but facing Rodhart's trusting and somewhat pleading eyes, Asa couldn't say no to refuse.