Kingdom's Bloodline-Chapter 645 Virtual condition

Chapter 645 Virtual Conditions

Jen, who was interrupted, was very dissatisfied, and he immediately called people to ask what happened.

An assistant to the adjudicator hurried over from the barbican and told him that something went wrong in the trial hall: a sealed hereditary baron was dissatisfied with the verdict and was "violently protesting."

"The Kongming Palace is not a place for him to play rogues," it may be that Thales's eyes made Jane very upset, and the Duke of South Bank, who has always been gentle in front of outsiders, sneered coldly: "Not to mention the Judgment Hall."

However, the judge’s assistant told him embarrassingly that the baron had invoked the "Rodri's Ordinance" during the rejuvenation period and required a noble with a high enough title to attend the jury and even arbitration to cover the previous judgment.

"It's so bold."

Jen sneered:

"This is simply a contempt of the Tribunal, or at such a critical time as Queen's Day."

"What's the matter?" Although this was an inconvenience of the Emerald City's internal affairs, Thales couldn't help but said: "Is it related to what we talked about before?"

Jane glanced at him, which was meaningful, and the Duke immediately ordered:

"Then do it, and invite him an honorable nobleman to the scene. Although rare, it is his right after all."

But the judge's assistant was embarrassed.

"Master Jayne, the closest person was the Honorary Earl Pintor, but he..."

The assistant couldn't help but forget Thales, his eyes were complicated:

"Earl, he is still recovering from his injuries at home, so he can't come forward."

Thales was uncomfortable by him.

Huh? Earl Pintor?

Why does this name sound so familiar?

Jane also glanced at Thales, and said with disdain: "Perhaps I feel embarrassed recently and don't want to come forward. What about the others?"

"Several adults are reluctant to come forward for some reason."

"What's the reason?" Jann was obviously not satisfied, but his expression quickly changed.

But the assistant dare not answer.

The Duke of Iris woke up and looked at Thales.

"What's wrong? What are you looking at?" Thales touched his face, wondering.

"Reason." Jann replied coldly.

Ten minutes later, when Thales walked into the Jade City Judgment Hall in Kongming Palace for the first time, he discovered that it was more spacious and more spacious than Kongming Palace and any hall of the Kevin Deer family. majesty.

An old judge with gray hair and wrinkled face wears thick glasses and sits higher than the others in the hall. The plaintiff and the dock are on the two sides in front of him, and the outer seats are seated. The audience was full of people who were neatly dressed and handsome, and they couldn't help but talk when they saw the duke in person.

In everyone’s attention, Thales and Jane sat on the open box on the second floor under the **** of their entourage-higher than the judge.

"Then we might as well continue," the old judge helped the glasses, "No. 680-10-0881, the defender Mr. Slimani, on behalf of the farmers in Fengpei Village, sued Baron Elan Trent for illegal robbery and Unreasonable detention case."

"That's not a robbery!"

On the dock, a middle-aged nobleman with a fine coat and rich makeup and hairstyle immediately jumped up, dancing with his hands, with a loud voice:

"Those farmers are my leaders! Those are the food grown on my land! But they sneaked and raped, not only defaulted on various reasons, refused to pay the rent, but also smuggled away this year's harvest behind my back! Come together—"

咚!

The old judge relentlessly knocked his gavel, and the heavy sound echoed in the trial hall, causing all other voices to disappear.

"The hammer is made of alloy imported from Humble. Their bitumen formula is quite ingenious. The sound of the hammer varies from low and majestic to lively and bright. It is said to have the effect of washing the mood. This is a lot of improvement."

Jen explained quietly to him, but he couldn't hide the meaning of "I haven't seen it in the country" in his eyes.

Thales curled his lips uncomfortably.

You show off a hammer.

how? It's great to be rich.

"Quiet."

Although the old judge is very old, his voice is still firm and powerful, which is awe-inspiring:

"Or should I let the guards of Kongming Palace help you to keep quiet, Baron Trent?"

Baron Trent was still dissatisfied and wanted to say something, but the servant beside him quickly persuaded him.

"Johnny Brennan, the oldest judge in the Emerald City and the entire South Bank, is highly respected," Jane said in a low voice, "The Emerald City finally hired him from the Principality of Anrenzo."

"What case is this? Does it have anything to do with...what we are talking about?" Thales silently observed his surroundings.

"You asked me down." Jen shook his head.

The old judge turned to the plaintiff's seat:

"Mr. Srimani?"

A man with a simple haircut but a shrewd and capable man stood up from his seat. He bowed to the two dukes first, and then faced the Brennan Inquisitor:

"Dear Judge Brennan, as I have complained before, my clients, the 230 households in Fengpei Village under the jurisdiction of the Trent family, do not approve the defendant’s defense. That is illegal. Robbery of property and subsequent illegal detention."

"The villain!"

Baron Trent’s roar sounded again:

"You will defend them, Srimani, just because you are the special defender of the grain merchants' guild! They have secretly negotiated the price with the grain merchants in the city, and they want to receive this batch of grain!"

"And you are still a former police officer! Look around, the people in this trial court are all your old colleagues, all in a hurry!"

咚!

"Baron Trent, this reason is enough to use once," Inquisitor Brennan said solemnly, "and the current trial court also responded to your seemingly reasonable protest."

"but--"

"You ask for aristocrats with status, prestige, status and conduct to be present at the jury. This requirement has been met," Brennan touched his gray beard, he squinted his eyes and looked up to the second floor. "Maybe it's too much. Satisfied, since the **** years, the trial hall has not welcomed such a distinguished guest for a long time."

In the next second, the old judge stood up tremblingly, even with his deputy, assistant, scribe, and finally almost everyone in the court hall stood up.

"Duke Thales, Duke Jayne, I welcome you on behalf of the court on duty today," Brennan bowed in the direction of the two dukes, "Witness to the sunset, I hope your arrival will make justice and law more prominent. "

"Inquisitor Brennan," Zhan Enqian stood up peacefully, and even Thales had to stand up together and bow to the old inquisitor, "The Kevin Deere family is a member of the Emerald City, and it is mine that came here for the jury. Duty, I just hope you don’t mind: I have brought guests, and His Royal Highness Thales also wants to visit the Emerald City."

"My judge, please understand," Thales said with a smile, "No matter when and where, as the royal family, the nine-pointed star has the obligation to serve the entire kingdom, and as the star, I am even more responsible."

The voice fell, and the two dukes looked at each other with bad eyesight.

There was a lot of discussion in the whole trial hall.

"Very well, two dukes," Judge Brennan sat down again in a normal tone, "I just hope that you can just let the political dispute stay in the quarrel, but don't bring me to the court."

These words made Thales and Jane's expressions stiff, and they sat down in disbelief.

"He doesn't seem to give us much face?"

"More than that, he didn't even give my father's face," Jann said softly. "It is said that when your grandfather visited the South Bank, he was ordered to lose money because the guards stepped on the stalls."

"Then what?"

"Your grandfather lost money obediently, and came back to reward him."

Tels raised his eyebrows.

The trial court reopened, and the defender and the baron came and quarreled fiercely.

"I'm exercising the rights that the noble lords of the Star Kingdom should have!" Baron Trent said angrily. "They were farmers who worked on my land. I gave them shelter. They worked for me. This is no more sacred. Relationship and contract!"

Slimani’s defender calmly responded:

"They do work on your land, but since Duke Josh Kevin Deer's "Separation Order" in 421, at least in the South Bank Territory, the relationship between most lords and farmers on the land has become rent. Tenant employment. Yes, they work in your field and pay part of the income, but before the payment, the grain grown on it is due to their labor and belongs to them, not to you."

"But this means that at least part of the crops in his field should have been handed over to me naturally. This is the tradition!" The baron said more and more angry, "this is the tax they should pay! And they try to avoid this. One point, to make a private deal with grain merchants, this is despicable theft and smuggling!"

There was a lot of noise in the trial hall, with some people supporting and some opposing.

"Quiet!"

Brennan Inquisitor had to slam his Lijing hammer again.

"My clients did not pay the food and crops, but this does not mean that they are in arrears with their taxation-in fact they have paid the full amount of money. As for the way to pay the taxation, as early as the Duke of Leinster-may he be wise Rest in peace-already expanded when he reigned: In addition to paying the fixed amount of crops in the field, you can also use full labor or money instead," Srimani's defender is polite, in contrast with the Baron. "If you have any questions, I will be happy to point out the relevant code regulations for you, of course, if you care."

"Enough?"

Baron Trent was frustrated: "The tax money they gave me, if they buy food at the market price, only 60% of the same period in previous years! I don't even have enough food for the maintenance team!"

During the debate, Thales and Jane had another conversation in the box seat upstairs.

"I believe you."

"Believe in what?" Thales frowned.

"After hearing what you said just now, I believe that you and your father are not the same people-believe it for the time being."

"Thank God," Thales deliberately exaggerated, "So we can let go of the past and start again?"

"Before that, let me clarify a little bit."

Thyls made a respectful hearing.

"I know," the Duke of South Bank said softly: "I knew it wasn't you who took the initiative to write to come and talk to my sister about marriage, and it was not you who took the initiative to retaliate against me. I know that it was just your father's wishes-in fact , You know it before you return to your country."

"Very good, then it seems that you are at least not affected by your sister's affairs-no, if you think it has nothing to do with me at the beginning, why do you want to retaliate against me at the royal banquet?" Thales wondered.

"Believe it or not," Jann's expression remained unchanged, "I gave Bailar the sword at the royal banquet, not because of a personal grievance with you-that is something that must be done."

"It must be done," Thales frowned. "Explain?"

"Only to detonate the contradiction between the Western Wilderness and the Fuxing Palace," Zhan En calmly looked at the two quarreling parties below, "only then can your father have no time for him to care for him, and no time to reach out to the South Bank."

"what?"

The Duke of Iris looked at him:

"What your father wants to do is not a secret to every guardian duke."

Jean solemnly said:

"The country was a meeting seven years ago, and the "Rising Star" plan to force the palace has made your Majesty very dissatisfied with me, even though the territories and bitumen mines I ceded afterwards made up for some..."

"Those compensation? You mean, you instigated the blood clan to murder my compensation?" Thales hummed softly.

"But that didn't feed your father," Jann did not deny, but did not apologize to Thales. "On the contrary, it expanded his appetite and let him see the prosperity and prosperity of the South Bank."

The prosperity and prosperity of the South Bank...

Tales touched the precious leather of the chair under him, and sighed:

"I don't want to say that, but when I entered the palace last time, my father was indeed reading the port tax report of Nan'an Ling, listening to Director Qiu Ke swearing at you for accounting skills."

Jen was silent for a long time, he looked at Inquisitor Brennan who was knocking the hammer again.

"I know. I originally hoped that after Val Allende was imprisoned, the internal and external troubles of the Northern Territory would become your father's biggest constraint, enough for him to digest for a long time, too long to take care of the South Bank Territory and Kongming Palace."

"but?"

Jen's eyes showed vigilance, as if facing an enemy:

"But your father's courage and ability—whether he dared to sacrifice his son as a hostage, or Chaman Rumba’s weird squeeze out of Nunn to be crowned king—fell the expectation that you stay in Longxiao City, Rumba. Withdrawal of the fortress, Exeter's threat disappeared overnight."

Your father’s courage and ability...

Thyls looked strange.

The owner of ??Iris continued: "There is no duke in the north, and no foreign troubles. It is a golden opportunity for a thousand years. Your father reached into the cold fort and took the vacuum left by Arund in just a few years."

Tels hesitated for a while:

"Actually, Chaman squeezed Nunn out and crowned king this thing is...well, forget it, it doesn’t matter."

"You're right, your father won't spend too much on matters like father-son relationship," Jaen didn't pay attention to his words, and said to himself: "So when I learned that the standing army of the royal family went to the Western Wilderness, I went to rescue When you were there, you realized that something was strange-with the power of the Kingdom's Secret Science, he had 10,000 effective methods to rescue his son, but he chose to use the army, which is the most costly and the most troublesome."

Thyls couldn't help frowning.

"Then, I received the news that the Bladeya camp was attacked, and Legendary Wings returned to the division to rescue."

Jen raised his head, his eyes heavy:

"At that time, I probably understood what your father wanted to do."

Thales couldn’t help saying:

"real?"

Jen snorted softly:

"It's not hard to guess, especially when you know the history of the establishment of the Emerald Legion."

Damn it.

He really guessed it.

Thyls thought with a frown.

"But then, you will return to China," Zhan En's eyes burned. "It was still sent back to the royal capital by the three major clan gifts of the Western Wilderness. I heard that the four-eyed skulls were given to you even with the family heirloom swords?"

Thyls stagnated, wanted to make excuses but gave up in the end:

"Actually, Falkenhauser was not...well, forget it, it doesn’t matter."

Jen is a little strange, but he nodded:

"I knew that something was wrong since then: The things in the Western Wilderness must not be as your father wanted. According to your majesty's temperament, even if you can't make it back right away, you will definitely find compensation elsewhere."

Hearing this, Thales said again and again:

"In fact, the reason why he didn't do what he wanted in the Western Wilderness was... Uh, forget it, it doesn't matter."

Jenen has a lot of thoughts:

"The next step is that I receive a letter from the Fuxing Palace: The inscription is you, with an ugly portrait, asking about the possibility of the marriage between Prince Thales and Hille."

Thyls frowned:

"Is the portrait ugly?"

Jean did not answer, he sighed:

"Your father, he still focused on the South Bank after all, from then on."

Tels held back for a while.

"Perhaps... want to be good?" The prince was cautious: "You are not the only family to receive a letter."

"But we are definitely ahead. It has nothing to do with Hille, it's only about Kevin Deere."

Jane sneered and shook his head, his eyes stern:

"I figured it out later, this will happen sooner or later: if you are a girl, a princess, then I have no doubt that your majesty’s marriage goal is me."

Tels heard the words.

"If I were a male...Can you change the dummy conditional sentence?"

I’m a bit overdrawn these days, I’m taking a break today, and it’s a shorter chapter, only 4600 words.

(End of this chapter)