Law of the Devil

Chapter 181 [Choice of Dewey] (Two in One Section)

(Two in One Section)

Chapter 163 [Choice of Dewey]

Count Raymond's cell is in the middle of this floor.

Robowski did not lie, Count Raymond's residence was indeed a clean studio with special care.

When his men opened the gate, Dewey saw his father sitting at his desk reading with ease.

His hand gently held the second volume of a thick "Continental General History", and when reading it, he concentrated on the appearance of God. It was definitely not pretending, but really immersed in the book.

Even when Dewey came in, the former Count raised his head and greeted him with a slightly relaxed face:

“Oh, here you are. ”

This tone, this deity, is almost no different from the look on Dewey's face when he walked into his study in the Count's Palace.

Baron Robowski retreated intelligently, leaving the father and son alone.

Count Raymond still holds the book, meaning nothing less. Dewey weighed this cell with his bare hands.

Objectively, this is quite a clean room. Floor walls and ceilings are stacked in huge and solid stones, and in order to prevent the escape of detainees, many of whom are martial arts masters, it is said that they appear to be walls stacked in stone, with a sheet of steel embedded in them.

There is only one large slap iron window in the room, high distance from the ground, with a little sunlight coming in from the outside, the iron railing on the window is already full of rust, the room is full of cold mold that cannot be covered up because of the lack of sunlight for many years, the stone seams on the window stand, and there are also some spotted mosses.

Beyond that, the room is still clean, but as a cell, there is only one hard bed in it, although white sheets are laid, but it is conceivable that there is absolutely no more comfortable bed in the County Hall.

A desk is an extra special care for this Rollin family member.

Apart from that, the last remaining object is a dung bucket placed at the corner of the wall.

Bad, rough, cold.

This was the cell that once held the weight and took the naval fleet of empires on an expedition to the name of a generation of empires in the Millennial Ocean.

Dewey was not in a hurry to speak, Count Raymond did not seem to be in a hurry, he still looked through the last few pages of the second volume of the Continental Book, which grew a sigh, stretched a lazy waist, slowly stood up, moved a few muscles in place, turned his head to look at Dewey, and smiled calmly: “I guessed you would come, but I didn't expect you to come so soon, I thought you would have to wait a few days. ”

And he pointed to his bed: "Sit down, there's only one bed left to sit on. ”

After Dewey sat down, Count Raymond had dropped his book and read his son quietly for a while, and he asked softly, "How was home? ”

“Not bad.” Dewey hesitated for a moment, "the drawn close guard controlled the defense of Tidu city, and the house was surrounded by the close guard, but because of my relationship, they were a lot more polite, apart from some inconvenience, the rest of the house was fine. ”

Count Raymond nodded: "Where are your mother and brother? ”

Dewey sighed: “My mother was in a bad mood and not well. But I invited the temple's teachings to come and see it, just worried sick, not too big a problem. My brother is young and a little emotional lately, but I will protect him. ”

Count Raymond sighed for a while and looked up, with the light in his eyes, at Dewey: "So what do I call you now? Or... call you ‘Duchess' like everyone else? ”

This tone made Dewey feel like a needle in his heart, with his side slightly flanked and no frontal contact with Count Raymond's eyes: "Are these words meaningful? ”

Father and son both silenced down.

For a long time, Count Raymond laughed, and he laughed at himself a little: "Yes, you're right. I did not mean anything by saying that. Actually, I just can't let go. Although I have lived here for a few days and reminded myself to face the reality of failure, there are still a few people in this world who can really live with this kind of scene...”

After that, Count Raymond stared at Dewey, his eyes seemed to tremble, his lips gently widened and widened, finally slowly spitting out a sentence: "You're fine, good... son, you're stronger than me. ”

Looking at Dewey as if he were going to speak, Count Raymond waved: "Listen to me first. I've been locked up for the last few days, and at first I was really upset. But these two days, I calmed down, read a quiet book, read the history of the continent, and suddenly understood. We were born in a power field, struggling, threatening me with fraud, you die and I live. Someone with the scenery, someone with the disgrace. But at the end..."

He pointed his finger at the book next to him: “A hundred years later, everyone was just written in this book, and even though the scenery was again, it was just a sentence in the book. ”

Dewey did not speak and tasted his father's words carefully.

The Count looked at the quiet son, his eyes were a little hot, then his eyelids dropped, and he whispered: “I've been wondering where my biggest mistake was. I always couldn't figure it out for two days, but then I figured it out... I was wrong, not to argue for the Grand Prince, not to stand in the wrong team. People in politics, nobody has a lifetime of scenery, someone wins, someone loses, that's nothing. My biggest mistake is not seeing you - my son - from beginning to end. ”

“You are brilliant, even far more than I expected.” Count Raymond had a smile in his mouth, which was sincere, looking at his son: “You broke up with your family in public on the square that day... you and I both knew what was going on. Dewey, it wasn't until that moment that I truly regretted it! Because I saw you clearly and that you were actually responsible for the family, you wanted to preserve the family, so you broke up with the family in public... that kind of behavior shook me up. If I said that much of what I said to you when you returned to Emperor Du was false, even sending someone to assassinate you on the road, it was my decision. I broke your heart afterwards, but I didn't regret it at the time. Because I always thought it was worth losing a son and preserving the family. But that day, above the square, you took the initiative...” Count Raymond sighed and looked into Dewey's eyes: “Until then, I regret it! Dewey, you're way beyond my expectations, and far beyond! I suddenly realized that I didn't just lose a son, I lost a wonderful heir I dreamed of! Too bad... I was wrong from the start and pushed you further away. By the time I understand, the rift between us will be irreparable. ”

Dewey didn't speak.

“The coup thing, I lost, but I won't resent you. Because of what happened that day, I now think that Prince Chen's personnel plan ahead, but can't be revealed. Such cleverness is not really comparable to that of the Great Prince. On that day, he took one back hand after another, from the Temple to the Magic Union, from the Guard Army to the Knight's Gun, and his means of pulling together hearts and minds, his vision... all far outweighed that of the Great Prince I supported. I read the history of the continent for two days, looked at every single thing in history, and suddenly I realized that this was the inevitable law. When the strong are honored, the weak naturally become the bedrock of the powerful. I guess you didn't expect the last prince to win that day, did you? ”

Dewey nodded and admitted, “I didn't think so. I was going to say that if the coup d 'état succeeded, I would have saved Prince Chen's life while I was still in trouble, so I would have deserved him. ”

Count Raymond laughed: "We were all doomed to fail that day without you. So now I'm like this, and I have nothing to do with you. ”

Dewey relieved, looking at his pale father, and slowly said, "Father, tell me, what can I do to preserve my family? ”

“Hmm?” Count Raymond stunned. He had no idea Dewey would ask such a question.

“I promised my mother.” Dewey whispered, “One day I will not let the glory of my family be destroyed. ”

Count Raymond was silent for a while and sighed: "You've done it. ”

"You have nothing to do with the Rollins now," he grinned. "But who would really think that about the nobles, the ministers? I went down, but everyone would see you as a continuation of the Rollins. I was only an Earl, and now you're a Duke. You're given Rudolph, but who's serious? You know that day when my coup failed, but when I was captured, my heart was not desperate, because at least, you succeeded in preserving it, and you stayed, if any, because the Rollins left a seed behind. ”

“What should I do?” Dewey asked softly, staring closely at his father.

He came here today to earnestly seek instruction.

At this moment, although the coup d 'état ended, Dewey was spoiled by Prince Chen, the young man and the Duke, the Regent King almost saw him as the first of kin, and on the day of the coup d 'état, he ran away from the mighty Green Robe Gandov, and now even in the magician's circle, he is one of the top of the continent. Such a figure, now arguably the Red First in the Emperor.

But Dewey himself understands his problems. Although he has been a man for two generations and is complacent and intelligent, he is not born to understand anything about politics.

Although he has been born of a noble family his whole life, he has sought since childhood to avoid getting involved in these things, and political experience is by no means a gifted and intelligent remedy.

Politics, in this field, Dewey knows exactly where he is, and he's a complete rookie! Although he has been a man for two generations, he has not been truly tested in politics, and even if he has excelled in other ways, he will not be a qualified politician.

In Imperial Capital, despite the recent momentum, Dewey has felt a hint of crisis.

Since that day Prince Chen gave himself the map of the Roland Empire in public, releasing his exhortation to draw out his territory at will, at that moment Dewey can clearly feel the envy and even jealousy of his colleagues from around him!

By Dewey, though many strange companions of all kinds, there was Hussein, a mouse geek witch in magic, and a Medusa. But really acting as a think tank for his staff has never existed —— because once he felt unnecessary, his brain was enough. Having two generations of human experience made Dewey unconscious, created a superior heart for the people of the world.

But the one who breaks his superior psychology is not someone else, it is Prince Chen!

When Prince Chen ran the plot, and after every move, he forced the great prince to die alive, this prince was hidden, and the laughter of the people was always gentle, and Dewey created a little deep consternation!

To make a joke, sometimes Dewey even has a slight absurd thought: who the hell crossed the line? This Prince Chen is even more like a traveler than he is!

Later, Dewey figured out that it had nothing to do with crossing without crossing, that there was nothing political about it, that there was no experience in it, and that without that environment, there was absolutely no way to hone it.

Ever since I was a little girl, I've been trying to escape the vortex, calm and free. Prince Chen has been in the fierce imperial struggle of the palace since childhood. The distance between them is really difficult to calculate.

Think about it, maybe only this disoriented father can deceive himself.

It can be said that this strange pair of fathers and sons have never had a real empathy like today. Dewey is a heartfelt beggar for instruction, and the already disenfranchised Count, at this moment, is also wholeheartedly for his son: after all, he has fallen, and the hope of the Rollins rests entirely on this son!

“If you really want to preserve your family's hopes…” Count Raymond laughed bitterly: “Then the most important thing you should do now is keep your distance from me! Keep your distance from the original Rollins! ”

The Count's fingers knocked gently on the table, slowly: “When I fall down, Prince Chen will have to do a big wash! It's inevitable that even if he cares about you any more, he won't let the Rollins go for your face! So, in the short run, the Rollins have turned into a muddy vortex, who gets the bad luck. And now you are my only hope, to preserve the family's hope, first of all to preserve yourself! So, for a while, you need to stay away from the Rollins, the best way to do this is to make a supernatural appearance that you've really broken up with the Rollins, nothing to do with it! ”

After a pause, Count Raymond laughed: "Do you know why Prince Chen still keeps us here without killing us? ”

Dewey nodded: "Yes. ”

He sighed: “The Rollins are good, the Solomons are good, they have their own territory, they have their own private army. A man so smart as Prince Chen, of course, knows that if he suddenly kills you now, the family territory will be messed up first! The Rollin Plains is almost the private property of the Rollin family, where everyone is proud to be a Rollin family. If suddenly, the territory is in turmoil, which is the civil unrest of the Empire and even triggers a civil war... How can a man like Prince Chen not see through this? ”

“Nice.” Count Raymond looked at his son with satisfaction: “You can see very well. So, I'm not dead yet, because Prince Chen wants to release his hand first, play this game well, wait for him to reclaim several family territories, private forces have been downsized, and finally will come to settle our crimes. Anyway, our leaders are locked here, they can't run away, they're always pinched in his hand, one day sooner, one day later, what difference does it make? So, he's not in a hurry, and he can earn a generous reputation. ”

Dewey frowned: "Do you think he'll kill you? ”

“Hard to say.” Count Raymond laughed bitterly: “This is not up to me...” Speaking of which, he suddenly changed his face and looked softly at Dewey: “You have to promise me two things! ”

“Go ahead.” Dewey sighed, he had guessed what his father's request was.

Indeed, Count Raymond's face is serious: "Number one, if one day, Prince Chen orders me to be executed, don't try to dissuade him, let alone try to change his mind! Dewey, you have to understand that the emperor is the emperor, and he may look at you differently, but the bottom line of the emperor's heart is that no one can challenge him! Once you have challenged his bottom line, even if he is any better to you, he will never be merciful to you! So, as I was saying, for now, preserving yourself is the best way to leave hope for the Rollins, so if he wants to kill me, you can never do anything from it, the best way is not to say a word, no matter what! ”

Dewey didn't say, "Second? ”

“Secondly...” Count Raymond's eyes shed a hint of silence: “After I die, take care of your mother and brother. If you read it in a nutshell, in the future, when you get married and have children, pick a child and change his name to Rollin, and it's already my biggest request to you. ”

Duvi silently.

Count Raymond collapsed, not only in his own bad luck, but also with Dewey's brother Gabriel. The charges of coup d 'état are not general, and although orders have not yet been issued, Count Raymond will certainly never set foot in the future.

A single sentence of silence is enough to keep this pulse from turning over in the future.

In other words, Gabriel, for the rest of his life, will never be turned upside down as a nobleman, and so will Gabriel's descendants.

After this coup d 'état, the final winner, no doubt, is Prince Chen himself. Or furthermore, such a coup d 'état actually has a certain degree of firmness in the imperial power.

Although the Roland Empire has an entire continent and vast territory, it has not known how many Haut-Men aristocracy have been sealed off for millennia since its inception, and the land over the continent has been severely annexed. Moreover, a family of hereditary nobles have territorial private forces and the right to tax, forming one nation after another. This is clearly a poisonous tumor that grows on the Empire.

And the coup d 'état almost wiped out many of the aristocratic families that supported the Grand Prince. Shredding, reclaiming territory, laying off private forces… etc.

Instead of counting, the Empire's central harvest has been impressive, with a considerable increase in the direct territory of the centre, and some of those private armies have been converted into ready-made local armies after their downsizing (of course, geographic transfers are inevitable.

The recovery of large tracts of land, the reduction of large numbers of private armies and the recovery of the wealth accumulated by the Haugmen family have eased the already strained imperial finances considerably.

Prince Chen does have the potential to become a generation of Ming Jun. His actions in handling the coup are very wise, not too slow, little by little, a little by today, a little by tomorrow, less than ten days, the power of several Haomen families caught in hand is almost cut. These things, which he obviously did not prepare only today, were mostly premeditated, mobilizing local guards from his horseshoe, redeploying back and forth between several areas, watching the wind blow on the territory of the nobles involved in the coup d 'état, and sweeping them at a fast and deafening speed.

One thing at a time is done, organized and works very well.

Less than half a month after the coup d 'état, the atmosphere of tension swept away. The Emperor has regained his prosperity and liveliness, and after the coup d 'état, he bought a number of people's hearts and minds, and immediately gathered a group of royalty loyal to the family.

At this moment, after completing his earlier work, Prince Chen finally turned his attention to the leaders of these coups held in the inner hall of the Inspectorate...

The Solomon family's property has been confiscated. Above the Rollin Plains, four local guard infantry regiments in the provinces of Kot and Lille have been driven by four-sided clashes, overseeing the completion of private disarmament in the Rollin family territory. The Rollins cooperated well and showed no obstinacy, which had to do with Count Raymond's wisdom. The old Count understood that the great power had gone and burned with its jade and stone. Instead of leaving the Rollins with a hint of energy, there would be hope for a resurgence in the East Mountains.

Finally, the localities on the Rollin Plains have been dominated by officials from the Imperial Central Mandate, and a team of local guards has replaced the former Rollins' private army.

But Cairn, who mostly looked at Dewey, retained his home castle and more than a dozen miles of land around it.

Prince Chen has been proud of the spring breeze lately, but he himself is still the calm appearance of petition, no complacency at all. However, the energies and wisdom of the young prince's realistic past have made many Empire elders look at each other differently.

When Augustine VI was in office, the old man, who had done so much good work, had tormented the empire's finances, and several finance ministers had finally been swept home. The weather of the decline of the empire is in the eyes of the wise. After the reign of the Regent, he swept away his temper and acted decisively, and the layout of things first, immediately added a little more vitality to the reign of the heavenly emperor.

It is said that the Minister of the Treasury, who from day to day frowned and dismantled Xifeng, came home at night after the Regent's first day of government, and this stern old man drank an exceptional bottle of wine and shouted in the courtyard with drunkenness: "Empire hopes! The Empire is promising! ”

As you can imagine, Prince Chen is very popular at this moment.

Finally, on this day, the Regent and the Secretary of the Treasury looked at the list that had appeared in the newspaper, at the details of the land recovered by the Empire, at the downsizing of the aristocratic private army, and at the amount of revenues that could be added to the central treasury each year in the future, and so on. The Regent smiled slightly and sighed, "The big picture has been decided. ”

The Minister of Finance was almost tearful on the spot.

After 10 years in office, the hardest part of every year was to break down the East Wall to make up the West Wall. Looking at the long list of revenues in front of him, he thought that there was no need to worry about fiscal revenues in the future. Without those in the military and other sectors, he had to sweep away his frustration.

Next, at an internal meeting of a small group of Regents, Prince Chen finally responded to Prince Chen's decision to take charge of local affairs.

Prince Chen proudly dropped the map the other day to let Dewey choose. Such a thing was not small, but in the face of the sight of envy or hostility from around him, Dewey was no longer the young man involved in politics. He laughed at the time and just said to think back.

During these days, Dewey went to the IGO jail three or five times, each for the first half of the day talking to his father, and gave Baron Robertski a sum of money to entertain the 250th General.

Ultimately, on this day, Dewey held the map with his hands in front of Prince Chen's many relatives: "Your Highness, I have thought about it. ”

“Oh?” Prince Chen smiled. “Well, I think you must have picked your eyes. Tell me, which piece of feng shui treasure do you see? ”

There are envious eyes all around.

Dewey slowly unfolded the map, and everyone next to him couldn't bear to look at it, and most people confirmed: this young duke, most likely will choose the southeast!

The fertile southeastern land, pleasant climate, smooth wind and rain, densely populated, is precisely the most prosperous area on the continent, plus the imperial navy's repeated expeditions overseas, the maritime trade is flourishing and the financial resources are vast.

With the Duke of Dewey, it is certainly no problem to point southeast at the next coastal province. However, sitting in a province, millions of people plus fertile land, and a few major ports are still trading overseas far away. In the future, the financial resources will be vast, not to mention the rich enemy, I'm afraid it's not much short!

But as Dewey slowly expanded the map, he reached out and pointed at the map, smiling with a smile on his face: "I saw it here. ”

His fingers are on the corner of the map, everyone looks at his fingers and they're stuck!

Prince Chen's face and smile gradually faded away at this moment. He looked deeply at Dewey and his voice suddenly got a little dry: “Are you... really thinking this through? Is this your final decision? ”

Dewey glanced at the regent and slowly said, "I want it here if I can understand. ”

Everyone around them had an incredible look, and for a moment, I'm afraid everyone thought the juvenile duke was insane.

“Don't you regret it?” Prince Chen has stood up and stared at Dewey.

“No regrets.” Dewey shook his head, then suddenly he smiled and bowed slowly: “Please Regent Chengquan! ”

This time, Prince Chen's face was still half mild. He bit his teeth and stared at Dewey. After a long half day, this took a long breath, dropped a word, and then turned around and walked out the courtroom door behind him without looking at the many close family members around him.

“Quasi!”

The coup d 'état culminated on June 10, the summer of the Roland Empire 960. All the noblemen involved in the coup d 'état were cleared of their doors, dragged down and disarmed, and even the Emperor's capital was confiscated. One large family had to leave the Emperor in a desperate state in order to survive.

Then the Imperial Palace sent a kill order!

The families involved in the coup d 'état went down from the Marquis of Solomon and killed all the way down.

And the only exception, Count Raymond of the Rollins, became "Reveal all positions, never seal the count."

In that light, Count Raymond was excused from the death penalty. Only the Rollins took it back in the Count's Mansion in Didu, so that the Rollins, below Count Raymond, immediately left Didu and returned to Rollins Castle on the Rollins Plains to retire.

And besides that, one of the interludes is that the Empire has not sealed a title like the Duke in a hundred years, but the new juvenile Duke, Lord Dewey, under the patronage of the Regent, put aside so many feng shui treasures not to, but rather point to a place that is staring...

Northwest, next to the Kilimaro Mountains, “Desa Rural Province”.

A barren, ignorant, even barbaric backward area. In terms of fiscal revenues, such a province earns no more per year than a rich medium city in the south-east.

Even less known, because this scene will never be recorded in any orthodox historical material:

After pointing out the territory that day, Prince Chen returned to his room. The gentle and good Regent, suddenly angry, smashed everything that could be smashed in the bedroom into pieces, and the close guards were staring at each other, without knowing why the noble Regent was so angry.

“He's still not loyal to me! He still won't!!” Prince Chen kicked over a three-foot-high coral shelf and shouted angrily: “The Rollins gave it to him, I gave it to him! The Rollins didn't give it to him, so did I. But now! He took the glory I gave him, but only for old Raymond's life!! He turned to his family! Towards the family! One at a time, I only see family loyalty as more important than me!! Can't I find someone in this world who is totally loyal to me!! Dewey! Dewey! I thought you were a satisfying alternative! But you let me down! So disappointed!!!!!!! ”

Father, you're right, if you want to protect yourself, I really shouldn't save your life...

But I'm Dewey!

If I don't... Me, or me?

Dewey walked out of the palace with a smile, a sincere smile.

Me, take the path I chose!

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