Law of the Devil

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(Update today, two in one ~)

Chapter 578 [Winter Talk]

The ice and snow on the ground creaked under the wheel.

Last night in the cold wind, the snow accumulation on this ground had long turned into ice, and after countless horse crushes, gradually became muddy.

In the morning, the pedestrians had disappeared from the streets of Tidu, and the early traders had to walk back and forth in the cold wind. A team of security guards, wearing leather boots, whitening in their mouths, patrolled back and forth with their heads shrunk.

The winter was particularly cold this year, and some of the older people couldn't help but sigh, as if remembered, the emperor had never been so cold.

The snow covered the city's pools over and over again, and even the Lancang canal froze. At the pier, a naval fleet stationed in Emperor Du has already dispatched a boat with sharp wood ice breakers to patrol the river, breaking the ice and ensuring the river's passage.

River workers are busy in the air almost every day, and the Treasury has frozen many people these days, even though a shipment of money has been distributed and chills have been distributed to winter River Service workers.

It's too cold this day.

In previous years, the coldest time of winter was just one or two snowflakes. Days like this one have been snowy for generations.

The shops of all the big families in Didu, the owners were all frowned upon every day, just because the roads were blocked with snow, the business teams of many chambers of commerce were blocked on the road, and for a while, a lot of things in the city rose in price.

Fortunately, the river was barely holding up. Only the cargo ships still come down less a day than a day. I heard that the river in the east was sealed again yesterday, and both the ICE breakers at the IRD were frozen on the river, and the ice on the river was hard enough to run horses!

Commander Camisillo, now the big man in command, ordered that two divisions of the Royal City Guard stationed near Tidu, plus the local guards in nearby towns, should be drawn in a total of about 100,000 troops.

In this cold weather, the soldiers dropped their knife and gun weapons, took off their armor, wore cotton coats, lifted their shovels and became the sweeping labourers.

When the snow fell on the first day, people hadn't paid much attention to it. This rare snow made many people feel fresh, but as the snow continued, the days gradually got a little sad.

In Tidu and several nearby guard cities, the price of food rose by 30% in three days. By the fifth day, even the price of vegetables had doubled, not to mention meat...

What a fucking evil door!

That's probably what every Emperor's inhabitant thinks.

In the palace, a decree was issued together with the wise Regent King. This year, several shipments of money grain from the southern provinces were added to the Imperial capital, and reserves from all over the country were ordered to pull out reserves and clear the way.

This day, like this year's national shipping, is unbearable.

The wars ahead, although there have always been intermittent little victories, but those monster races have not retreated, fought for several months, still fighting, gradually, some more flexible minds began to come up with the idea: this war is not small. You want to fight for a year? Two years?

Some of the elderly began to recall the great battle between the Empire and the Northwest Meadow 20 years ago. It was the biggest and most enduring war in the Empire in decades.

The harsh weather, coupled with the shortage of supplies, makes people feel a little overwhelmed.

I heard that this year's New Year's Eve ceremony was cancelled, as was customary in previous years.

This news is true. In previous years, the Empire had purchased a large number of fireworks from the Tulip family industry for use by official procurement. But this year, a clear message came from the palace, which was spoken by the Regent Prince: The battle ahead was urgent, at this time of year, to make the fireworks celebration, the atmosphere was inconsistent, this year, spare it.

Such an order left Little Zach, the chief business officer of the Tulip family, with a grieving look at another 100,000 gold coins missing from the books.

That's just it... Anyway, now all the major traders in Emperor are strangling their belts, roads are blocked, everywhere the source of goods can't come in, everyone is compensating, nothing more than compensating less. The Tulip family is rich and coarse, and throwing a little money doesn't hurt - so much money doesn't even count on fur.

But what helps little Zach is his own boss!

Our Duchess Tulip, it seems, has become increasingly difficult to speculate since he became ill.

Once upon a time, any decision made by Little Zach against Dewey was oral, because it turned out that the young Duke was a wealthy man, that he had an idea, or something to play with, and that the gold coin rolled in.

But in the second half of this year... this money just doesn't make much money... that's not quite right.

The Duchess doesn't seem to be interested in making money anymore, nor does he have any ideas or new inventions. He looked suspicious and lost money, his little Zach was not in a hurry (well, there is no such thing as a eunuch in the world), but he was in a hurry to work all day long, but the boss was very impressed, as if he was a nobody, so it was a little out of line, right?

At the end of the year, we settled this year's harvest. If we hadn't made that tournament in the first half of the year, we would have made a huge profit from Boche and ticket revenues, and we would have been afraid that this year's revenues would be in deficit.

Little Zach had already gone to see Dewey several times, and after listening to his nagging, the Duchess was all ramped up and impatient: “Money, why so much? Lose something. Can't I pay? ”

Compensation is affordable, as the owner's home, even if he loses 10 years, he will not necessarily go bankrupt. But as the chief manager of business, if you really always pay for it, where do you put your face?

Inside the Haut-Men Chambers in Didu, every year everyone would privately rank a noun, counting the harvest this year, which Dewey knew a long time ago, when the Duchess laughed privately: Is this the different Forbes rich list?

In previous years, with little Zach sitting in town, the Tulip family has lived steadily at the top of the list every year since its rise. Little Zach was also treated like a god of wealth by the Emperors of the Great Gates.

But this year, with the war, the business of this weapon, the Tulip family, although also involved in hunting these years, is not as thick as that guy from the Dragon Mountain Warcraft. The Empire is also expanding its army and ordering weapons and equipment on a large scale. As a result, at the end of this year, the big fat man of the Dragon Mountain Warcraft finally turned the saltfish around, and this year's income finally crushed the Tulip family to the top.

The fat man is naturally proud and deliberately throws a banquet at home for dinner. Although the Dragon Mountain Warcraft and Tulip family are close, this face still cares. Little Zach looked at it, and there were some sacks in his heart.

There is more hidden resentment in Dewey's "inappropriate business”.

Nor is that unjust to Dewey… Dewey has indeed had some "negligence” these days.

Especially after the arrival of the two “Duchess" in Didu.

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“Left... right, right... um, a little more left... oops, down! A little further down! Ah... yes, this is it, use some strength...”

Dewey was not in a wheelchair, but the whole person was lying on a soft collapse and his clothes were tucked away, revealing a back of light.

In this room, the fireplace burns. Even the carpet on the floor was burned dry. The wall was designed by Dewey himself as a mezzanine wall, imitating the kind of insulation he knew in his previous life. And the basement of the house also laid a layer of mezzanine.

As soon as the fireplace burned, the hot air penetrated the mezzanine, keeping the whole house warm as spring. It's snowy and furry outside, but it's warm enough to wear a small coat.

At this moment, the Duchess lay down on a soft collapse, but was comfortable with frowning, narrowing her eyes and whimpering in her mouth.

Next to him, Jojo's face was agitated, but he pressed his hand against Dewey's back, slim fingers back and forth, tickling his own man under Dewey's whimpering command.

Hate this guy's "up, down, left, right” screaming, but finally annoys Miss Jojo. Suddenly he frowned and jumped. "I see you're sending me to play on purpose! ”

Go ahead, kick it up with one foot.

Dewey laughed, leaned over her body, reached out and grabbed Jojo's ankle, gently pulled, Jojolton stood still and the whole person fell into Dewey's arms. Dewey moved into the soft collapse and held Jojo in her arms and kissed her in the face. “Good Jojo, are you so impatient to scratch your husband's back? ”

The furnace flame lined Jojo's face blush, I don't know if it was shy or steaming hot air. One pair of eyes swept at Dewey and looked at him, hating: “You bastard, you just don't feel safe...”

Halfway through, he shouted, and his eyebrows revealed a bit of shame. When Dewey was talking to her, one hand was already snooping through her shirt.

Joe Joe twisted, frowned, and his voice also had a little asthma, and he hated: "Are you feeling better? You're kidding me! ”

That said, it made Deweyton faint. He laughed bitterly, retracted his hand, held Jojo's waist, sighed, and his face was full of annoyance. He hated: "Shit, this day can't pass! ”

It can't be done. It can't be done!

Two little wife like flowers, or sister flowers, came a thousand miles to look at herself, so called not to win the wedding for a long time, but she came these days, day to day, night, nursing wounds, to feed, but this damn body is still not well.

Get in a wheelchair and get tired of him long ago —— that's fine. But watching two little wives around and not being able to eat —— which man can bear this sin?

Though it's nice to take advantage of the occasional cheap hand and foot, this hand and foot is much cheaper, but you can't get a fire all over yourself--

“I finally realized the pain of a eunuch.” Dewey sighed.

As he was saying, the door pushed open and a beautiful shadow slowly walked in.

Vivian was filled with a snowy white fox leather robe, and a soft white fox fur covered one of her little faces, already exquisite, even more soulful under the reflection of the fine white fox skin.

As soon as Vivian entered the door, she saw Duwei and Jojo rolling over the soft collapse. She couldn't help but blush and stood at the door for a moment, as if she was overwhelmed.

As soon as Dewey saw Vivian, she was pardoned. "Come here, my little fool, your sister is bullying me with a handicap! ”

Joe Joe blushed and kicked Dewey with hatred. "How dare you bully me!” Finished, kicked again: “How can I bully you! ”

Vivian looked at him and smiled. Even though he still had a red spot on his face, he finally walked over and said softly: “Sister, you, don't, don't kick him. ”

Though there was some stutter, the soft voice was still beautiful.

Vivian came, Jojo, though strong in character, was not ashamed to lay in Dewey's arms any longer. He jumped up quickly, twirled around the house, and frowned: “This snow is boring. There's nothing funny about the Emperor... Alas, I knew it would be better to stay in the Northwest. ”

Looking back, she had to go up in anger. Turns out she just woke up, and Dewey pulled Vivian into her arms. And he saw this little villain looking at himself, and he said, “Why isn't it fun to snow? Snowmen, snowfights, can also make ice sculptures..."

“Kids' toys.” Jojo is a bit of a jerk: “What's the point of a snowball war... Alas, I wish someone would accompany me. But you can't even find a good opponent in Dido. ”

Dewey couldn't bear to laugh at that.

Jojo is known as "notorious” in the Northwest, a violent woman born with an idle personality.

In the northwest, two things were my favorite: one, which naturally was the harsh exercise of the team that Dewey had thrown at her.

The second one is to get someone to fight.

Moreover, Miss Jojo is not a fool even though she moves well. She also knows that she can do both things. Although it is level 8 up, in the group of people around Dewey, that is, it is less than enough, more than enough material.

Hussein Rodriguez, Jojo can't fight, she is also self-known and doesn't consult with the two. But the people down there are in bad luck.

In the northwest, Jojo's favorite sandbag was Fatty Lombardon. Lombardon's martial arts are about level seven, similar to Jojo's, and he also fights best.

When poor Fatty was in the northwest, she had to be knocked at the door by this Miss Joe Joe once every three forks. More than once, Fatty couldn't even bother. Finally, she hid everywhere. Even developed, as soon as Jojo was seen far away, the fat man slipped away.

This time the fat man was assigned to the front line by Dewey to take the mob mercenary, and although it meant punishment, the fat man himself was willing - without him, it would be best to leave the northwest and avoid this Miss Jojo.

Coming to Didu, the couple were reunited. Jojo was angry to spill his stomach on Dewey: this bastard, from Northwest Didu, walked for a year! Last New Year's Eve, I didn't see anyone! Really hateful.

Jojo couldn't help but get angry when he saw Dewey “seriously ill”. Besides, there was that Vivian who was soft when he saw Dewey, and even if Jojo wanted to get mad at Dewey, Vivian would never let him.

After all these days, the emperor became a little irritable. Dewey is physically handicapped and can't go around messing around with two people. JoJo Jo's personality could not have been spared these days. Though you are with Dewey, you are strong and I am strong, but there is finally enough time. Besides... Dewey is in this situation, to a certain extent, but can't really destroy the soul, and instead, it becomes torture.

Jing Ji Ji thought, Miss Qiao always thought that she could find something to do.

Originally, Dewey had built a vulture farm in another yard on Broken Back Mountain, and that thing was naturally fresh, which must have been Jojo's idea. But Dewey knew in her heart the power of her little mistress. The vulture farm is still a secret. If this fearless young lady comes to the door to toss it up, there will be chaos.

So, Dewey hasn't said anything about this, even on weekdays, when little Zach came to report it, he tried to avoid Jojo.

In addition to Jojo, there is another thing that bothers Dewey...

“If you don't believe me, let's make a bet! ”

“Huh! Bet! If you lose, what will you pay me? ”

“Joke! How can I lose? What if you lose? ”

There was a noise outside the door, and Dewey overheard it.

Sure enough, the door was pushed open hard, the fake Muse of the Lester family came in and found a chair on his ass, and the girl looked angry and angry: “Dewey! You don't give a shit about your brother! ”

As he was speaking, Gabriel walked in from the outside, forking his hand and smiling slightly: "Oh, here we go again? ”

Muse blushed, jumped up in anger, brushed his sword out and stared at Gabriel: “Don't be too arrogant! I thought Muse was scared of you! Huh!”

Gabriel scoffed with a faint smile in his eyes, but extended his fingers, gently bouncing on Muse's long sword, buzzing, Muse's Jianfen was swept away.

Although Muse has practiced martial arts since childhood, after all, she is a girl and there is no teacher to teach her skills. But Gabriel has been the number one cultivator of the Rollins since birth. Martial arts are the family's best skills. From childhood cultivation, to now, martial arts have been remarkable among peers, so much so that Muse's long sword could not be pinched.

Dewey sighed and glanced at his brother and muse: "Why are you making such a scene? ”

Turns out, with the two Joe Vivian sisters returning to Empire this time, even the three Sisters of the Lester family came along. Mrs. Lister was originally the focal figure in Didu, this time back in Didu, immediately aroused a response, became a noble guest of all kinds of small banquets in the aristocratic circle, her Lister family has not returned to the Emperor for a long time, as the head of the family, Mrs. Lister also had to get up in spirit, cope well, and circle around this circle.

And Angel, who had been secretly in love with Dewey since she was a little girl, grew up, and probably gradually talked to her heart. She rarely came back to obsess with Dewey, but her sexuality became less lively and cute, so much so that she became a naive and cute little sister, but gradually became a person like Lin Daiyu. She liked to keep herself locked up in the house and read books all day, and her words gradually decreased.

But this is the muse, and he's the same as he was back in the day, and he's an impatient fake kid.

It was only a few days back, in the Duke's Palace, but unexpectedly, this guy Gabriel, he didn't know what to do, so he went for it.

At one point, this Duke's house is called a chicken dog jump. Muse is impatient, even Dewey dares to call the board in the northwest. Where is he going to obey Dewey's brother? They like to fight each other all day long, and they don't know how many fights they've had.

Especially Muse, who seemed to look at Dewey from a young age, but as Dewey's authority grew stronger and stronger, gradually, Muse didn't dare to make a scene against Dewey.

But now, I met Dewey's younger brother... I can't provoke the big one, can I provoke the little one?! Hmm!

It was as if they had fought in a previous life, and the war had begun as soon as they met. Big and small, chicken and garlic can also be used to quarrel and quarrel. Two days ago, they even had a fight in the yard, forcing Muse to fight. As a result, Gabriel slapped the sword down.

Later, when asked, the reason for the struggle was that the two of them went out and came back together. At the door, Gabriel laughed at two words of muse riding.

As a result of that fight, the flowers in the yard were lifted in half. In the evening, Dewey caught fire and the two stopped.

As a result, today…… it started again.

What a wretch!

“Brother, she laughed at me for not leading the army the right way. What does this girl know? That's what we learned at the military academy! ”

“Hmm, lead in college?” Muse is even more disheartening: “I am a horseman under General Jolyn in the northwest, with hundreds of cavalry! You said I didn't know how to lead? How many people have you really brought? ”

“What do women know! ”

“What do kids know! ”

“You…”

“You…”

Two people chirped and quarreled in the room, but Dewey smiled weirdly, watching the two fight each other's mouth, and then Dewey suddenly made a scene, slapping hard on the soft collapse.

With a bang, both of them shook at the same time, looking toward Dewey, they all looked a little dazed.

“Cough!” Dewey tried so hard to make some parental decency, coughed, thought and thought, and finally squeezed the phrase out of her mouth: "What a noise! It's time! Anybody say another word, don't eat today! ”

Muse snorted and glanced at Dewey and said angrily: "You're brothers, of course you're helping him! ”

When he finished, he stamped his foot and rushed out.

Gabrielle's eyebrows seemed to smile and she was going to chase her out, and now Dewey really sank her face: "Gabrielle! ”

“Er... eh? Brother?”

Dewey sighed, sitting upright on the soft collapse, gazing at his brother, looking at the strange face of the boy, suddenly straight into the mouth, cold: “Do you like this fake boy? ”

Gabriel laughed twice, but he just pulled his neck together: "Yes! ”

Dewey frowned again, but this time Gabriel misunderstood Dewey's meaning, and quickly explained: “I didn't mean to bully her, I'm just a girl of her kind, but I'm tempered. To walk into her heart, you have to be tough. She may hate me for itching my teeth right now, but I promise you, I'm the one she's dreaming of sleeping at night these days. ”

Dewey stared at his brother and suddenly laughed bitterly. He secretly sighed in his heart: My brother is actually a master at hitting on girls.

“Do you really like muse?” Dewey had a face on his face.

“Exactly.” Gabriel stared at his brother for a moment and suddenly his face changed and he said, “Brother, is she your woman? I don't know!! ”

“Bullshit!” Dewey came out scolding him, and Jojo's face got a little weird next to him, and Dewey quickly drank: “What nonsense! ”

Gabriel shrunk his neck: “It's just not your woman. ”

“But... where's your fiancée?” Dewey sighed: "After New Year's, your bar mitzvah won't last. ”

Gabriel looked at Dewey strangely: “So what? I can't just marry one. ”

And that choked Dewey straight back.

Good boy! Your brother and I barely had two women when we were adults.

This boy is still a minor, and he's already married two?

Gabriel looked straight at the moment and said with a low voice: "Brother, don't worry about this. In my opinion, Mrs. Lester, there seems to be no objection. When she saw me the other day, she whispered to me for a while, asking me what I liked to eat and what to wear, and deliberately asked me to take care of her little fake sister more in Didu. It would appear that the Marquis would not object. ”

Dewey continues to sigh.

This winter is not over yet, why are these little ones, one by one, starting to spring?

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In the palace, a court courtesan walked into the palace lightly.

This palace is the residence of His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire, Little Charlie.

The Little Emperor had just completed today's lesson and sent a courtroom swordsmanship teacher away. The courtesan dared to come up.

“What is it?” Charlie casually threw his sword at the attendant around him, and he took a hot towel and wiped the sweat off his naked upper body, and then two sophisticated maids put a cotton robe on him.

“Your Majesty, this is the dinner list for this year's New Year's Eve celebration.” The ceremonial officer bent respectfully and held his hands together: “What the Regent meant by this year's dinner was that His Majesty did not know if you had any special guests to invite. ”

Charlie chuckled -- guest list? That's why you let me do this?

On his face, however, he did not reveal it at all. He brought it over and took a closer look at it, which is similar to previous years. Just one more name: Mrs. Lister.

Mrs. Lister's deceased husband is a royal nobleman. She is considered a relative of the royal family. This time she returns to the Emperor, for New Year's dinner, naturally there is no shortage of her noble guest.

Charlie shrugged for a moment and suddenly his eyes showed a little enthusiasm. Hiddenly, he couldn't help but think of the beautiful girl he saw at Dewey's house that day.

Um, the girl... the guy under the crew was clearly called Muse, Mrs. Lister's sister.

He pinched his pen and added a few more words to the roster.

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(This is today's update, and the two chapters are sent together.

Continue tomorrow!

I remember that I still owe you 5,000 words, but today I wrote here, I feel that my heart is exhausted, it is not suitable for writing, please allow me to make it up later, it will not be a bad debt, nor will it take long.

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