Chapter 28： New visitors (1/2)

Edmund Moen left with a smile, it seems that this negotiation is quite satisfactory for him, but the prince refused Gaowen to invite him to stay for dinner - he said he To return to Silver Fort as soon as possible, the old king is still waiting for his good news.

After Edmund left, Rebecca commented: "It seems to be a very kind person - I thought the Crown Prince would be a particularly bad person, a lot of court etiquette..."

"That's because he is an elder of seven hundred years ago, not a broken prince," Gao Wen looked at Rebecca. "Do you think that what he showed here is what he looks like on weekdays?" On the contrary, just because his performance was almost in line with my communication habits, I was sure that he had done a good job."

Rebecca: "Ah?"

Gao Wen thought about it and explained to her: "The so-called negotiation skills, after summing up more things, is nothing more than seeing what people are saying. He started as a prince to visit a very high-ranking 'aristocratic parent. ', showing the right courtesy and maturity, and then paying attention to my way of speaking and attitude, he immediately became relaxed and humorous, which makes me more willing to talk to him, this is a great skill. ”

Rebecca scratched his hair: "...hey?"

Gao Wen sighed: "...you still study the four tricks of fireball."

Even if Rebecca’s head is no longer a gluten, this time I can feel Gaowen’s deep helplessness. She suddenly feels nervous: “Ancestral adult, am I...is it a bit stupid in this regard?”

"Everyone has their own strengths, your talents are not here, don't force them," Gao Wen took Rebecca's head (the height is what he wants), and "to be honest, I don't like this intrigue skill." I still prefer the kind of people who put their lives and deaths out of the way, and burying their heads is to draw a way of life on the wasteland..."

Rebecca seemed to understand and nodded, then curiously asked: "For the ancestors, what did you just say is true?"

Gao Wen: "What do you mean?"

Rebecca asked very seriously: "You really gave more than 30 names to a red wine, and then each name also has a sonnet?"

Gao Wen sighed: "Of course it is true."

"It sounds great!"

"But in fact, it is because of poverty, because at that time, the pioneering team did not even have the Holy Spirit plain. Before we found the grain-producing area, it was very difficult for everyone to fill up the stomach. We gave more than 30 names to a wine because At that time, we only had one kind of wine, and it was the last barrel. We gave it a sonnet because there was no other entertainment except these. So you have to know that the complicated etiquette and rules of the nobility are either full. It’s either hungry or boring, and it’s essentially boring.”

Rebecca’s eyes sparkled and I felt a lot of incredible knowledge – these things Aunt Herti never taught her!

At this time, the window of the room was suddenly pushed open. Amber jumped in from the window. She threw herself into the chair and threw her legs and sang with Gaowen: "You old man is quite interesting! Just rushing you just now. In my words, I will judge you more than all nobles!"

"Don't call the old man, I am a good man!" Gao Wen glanced at the amber. "And not letting you patrol outside? Sneak in, want to be lazy?"

Amber swayed on the chair, as if he couldn’t stand for a moment: "I patrolled, and then I didn’t find it, I came in and drunk, you can’t help me rest. - Then again, you Why is it so sure that someone will sneak up on the door? You see the princes, all from the gate..."

"If the princes are coming in through the wall, then Charlie is estimated to come out of the coffin like me," Gao Wen’s mouth trembled. "But not everyone who wants to know something from me will come in from the gate. I am here today, just waiting for these people."

"Well, now you are the boss," Amber waved his hand, poured himself a cup of tea and poured it, then got up and went to the window, but before she jumped out, she turned back and prepared for tea from Gaowen. Two small pieces of the muffin are squeezed out. "It’s cold outside, I can eat something to make up the pad."

The Blazers' sword was not in the hand, and Gao Wen was very sorry about this.

Then he looked at his N+1 layer granddaughter: "You should go back to the house to rest, meet the king tomorrow, you must face the best."

Rebecca nodded, and then asked: "What about the ancestors?"

"I used to sleep late, and I was going to go to the study room," Gao Wen said. "How much is it to revisit, I have to see how much has changed here."

Rebecca obediently and Gao Wendao said good night, turned and left the room, and Gao Wen stood in the same place and walked to the study on the second floor.

Gao Wen Cecil is famous for his military strength, but he is not a Wufu who only knows how to make a knife. In fact, he is still half a botanist and a herbalist, and he likes to read books in his spare time, so he is in the crown. In this mansion on the 4th Street, in addition to a collection room for the owner to store weapons and armor trophies, there is also a small study.

Sitting in front of the desk that was later restored, Gao Wen meditated while tapping the table with his fingers. His eyes moved between the quaint bookshelves and the wall paintings, and finally fell back to the table.