920: Laurie

Laurie stuttered and apologized and was interrupted immediately by him. "Forget it, it's no big deal. But from now on you will teach me riding horses and speaking your language, Laurie. I will understand these." - he made a string of straight nasal sounds - "What does the sound mean when you speak."

The conversation between the three was suddenly interrupted by a bell echoing in the mansion. Kasumi said, "It's the Venerable. You can live here in the future. I want to greet him with my father." After that, he hurriedly left, leaving only the two Mekemians sitting in the room and sighing at their fate full of variables.

In the following two days, Tony and Laurie visited the important guest of the Sinsawei family twice. His appearance was very similar to the Lord of Sinsawei, but he was a little thinner. As a venerable of Turoni, he dressed in a black robe. Tony and Xi asked the people here for a lot of problems but gained a lot of gains. The majesty exuded by these Turoni and Laurie had never seen before. These venerables seemed to be a group of people holding great power, and another one who knew little about Tony and Xi.

Social groups, he didn't even understand how they were included in this social system. At first he thought these people would have more or less ordinary characteristics, although he had been told that the Venerables were all "born people". Later, he understood the truth from a cilonni slave. It turned out that the price paid by those Venerables was to be loyal to the empire in obscurity. The slave was so ignorant of this evening.

What he saw and heard in recent times has somewhat alleviated the feeling of leaving his hometown in his heart. He found a doghouse behind the fence of the Niedra beasts in the circle, full of wagging and barking dogs. They were the only common points he discovered between Kellerwin and Mekemia, and these dogs made him feel inexplicably happy. He immediately ran back to the house and pulled Laurie to the kennel. After a while, they sat among a group of running and playing dogs.

Laurie laughed at the group of noisy dogs. They looked very different from the Duke's Hound, with long limbs and thinner figures. They had keen ears and would immediately stand up alertly when they heard a little sound.

"I have seen this kind of dog in Gaobi. The town is located on the northern commerce road in Kaish. They are called greyhounds to chase cats and antelope in the pastures near the Sun Valley."

At this time, the owner of the doghouse, a thin slave with his eyelids hanging down, came over. His name was Ruige Maid, and he looked at the two people in front of him with a puzzled look. "What are you doing here?"

Laurie jokingly patted a dog's nose beside him while looking at the gloomy man in front of him. "We have never seen a dog since we left our homeland. Ruige Maid. Our master is with the Lord, so let's take a look at your good friends."

When he heard the 'good friend', his face was so gloomy that he looked much better. "I always took good care of these dogs. But I had to keep them shut because they always attacked Joga, and those guys didn't like dogs." Suddenly, Pug thought that these dogs might have been brought from Mekemiya with the horse. But when his question came out, Ruigomaid stared at him as if he had seen a madman. "It seems that you were fainted by the sun. There were dogs here." After saying this, he stopped talking and left hurriedly.

That night, Laurie was woken up by entering the house tonight. "Where have you been?"

"Shh. Are you going to wake everyone up? Go back to bed quickly."

"What the hell are you doing?" asked Toyongxi lowered his voice.

Laurie smiled slightly under the dim light. "I went to find the chef's assistant, um... I've talked for a while."

"Uh. Are you talking about Almorera?"

"Resolution," a pleasant answer. "She is a very good girl." Laurie had been attracted by the slave girl who was serving in the kitchen in the few days since she arrived.

After a moment of silence, Laurie continued, "You should make more friends. Put aside the prejudices of the past."

"Maybe," said Tony Xi, with a little sour jealousy in his tone of objection.

Almorela is a smart and lively girl, her age is about tonight, and her black pupils always look happy.

"Then go find Katara. I guess she has been paying attention to you."

Tony's cheeks suddenly turned red, he grabbed a cushion and threw them at his friend. "Damn it. Shut up and go to bed."

Laurie almost laughed and turned his back. He lay back on his shop and left Pug alone to meditate.

The wind was strong outside the house, and I felt cool when I stood in the wind tonight. Laurie was riding on Kasumi's horse at this time, and the young officer stood by and watched. Laurie had taught Tuloni's craftsmen to make saddles and bridles for riding horses, and now he was demonstrating how to use them.

"This is a war horse," Laurie called. "It's easy to use the reins" - and he said that he threw the reins to one side of the horse's neck, then the other side. - "Of course you can use your legs to direct how it turns." He raised his hand and demonstrated the movement to the eldest man.

For the next three weeks they had been teaching the young noble how to ride a horse, and he was very talented in this regard. Laurie jumped off the horse, and Kasumi replaced him. At first the Turoni was very unfamiliar with riding, and it seemed that he was not adapted to the saddle. When he was shocked, Tony shouted, "Master, hold the horse's belly with your legs!" The horse seemed to feel the pressure on his stomach and trotted all the way. As the speed accelerated, Kasumi looked very excited. "Low your heels!" Tony called again. However, Kasumi no longer cared about the command of the two slaves, and kicked the horse's belly hard and rode away.

Laurie watched him disappear from the distance from the ranch and said, "He was either born a rider or he was seeking death."

He nodded tonight. "I think he has mastered the trick. And he is not lacking in courage."

Laurie grabbed a stem of grass and put it into his teeth and chewed it gently. Then he sat cross-legged on the ground and scratched the back of a bitch's ear. He had just chased the horse excitedly, and now he was lying quietly at his feet under his caress. It fell to the ground and gently plucked his hand.

Laurie turned his attention to Tonight. "I really want to know what the young friend of ours is thinking."

He shrugged tonight. "What do you mean?"

"Remember when we first came? I heard that Kasumi was going to do something with his three Joga friends. Look, those three Jogas left early this morning - otherwise Bessel wouldn't have gone out for a walk - and I also heard rumors that the orders given to the eldest man who had given to Cinsawei had been changed. Combine these things with the things we taught him to ride a horse these days to think about what results you can get?"

I stretched my body tonight. "I have no clue."

"Actually, I don't know it either." Laurie said impatiently. "But there must be a big connection between these things." He looked into the distance and said softly, "I just want to travel around the world and sing and tell stories, and find a widow who runs a hotel in the future to live."

I laughed loudly after hearing this. "I think you will definitely have a chance to find a pub to continue your boring business. After all, this experience is a good topic."

"It's quite exciting. Look at me following a team of militias into a Tula Lonnie army. After that, I suffered continuous blows, first abandoned the Great Everglades for four months, and then hiked across most of the world."

"As far as I know, I should be riding in a truck."

"It's almost the same. After running so far, I finally taught riding skills to the eldest son of Sinsawei here. These things cannot be spelled into poetry."

Tonight said with a wry smile. "You haven't been here for four years. Your luck is good. You don't have to worry all day long that you will die at any time. At least you won't be caught by Steimu when you are strolling in the kitchen at night."

Laurie looked closer and looked at Toyosu. "I know you're kidding. I mean Steimu. Several times he asked me about you, Toyosu. Why don't you talk about your experiences before you were arrested?"

Tonight I left my head absent-mindedly. "I think that's a habit I developed in the swamp camp. It's really not worth remembering my past. I saw many brave people who died because they were unwilling to lose their freedom."

Laurie pulled the dog's ears. "But the situation here is very different."

"Remember what you said in Gema City. I think the more comfortable you stay here, the easier it is for them to get what they want from you. Lord Cinsawei is not a fool." He deliberately changed the topic tonight. "Who said that if you use a whip and a favor, it is easier to tame animals?"

Laurie looked up suddenly. "It's the latter, of course, but sometimes discipline is also essential."

Tonight nodded and said, "Actually, our situation is no different from Bessel and others. We are just slaves. Never forget this."

Laurie stared at the wilderness in a daze without saying a word.

A shouting sound interrupted the two of them, and the eldest man appeared in sight on a horse. He stopped the horse and jumped down in front of them. "The horse ran too fast," he said breathlessly. Kasumi was a smart student, and he made rapid progress in language class. He took advantage of the language class and asked about the customs and customs of Mekemia. It seemed that everything in the entire kingdom was not of interest to him. Even the way of trading between merchants and the various techniques of dealing with people and these daily trivialities.

Kasumi led the horse to the horse's ring, and checked tonight whether the horse's feet were injured. They had made a new pair of horseshoes for it, carefully made of resin-soaked wood, and it seemed to be satisfactory. On the way, Kasumi asked, "I've been thinking about one thing. I don't understand how your king exercises ruling power, although you have mentioned the Lord's Resolution before. Let's explain it again."

Laurie frowned at the age of 19. However, the knowledge of the kingdom's politics was not as good as that of Laurie, so he had to explain as much as he could. Together, "The king was elected by parliament, although it was only a form."

"form?"

"It's a tradition. In fact, the heirs to the throne have been chosen long ago unless there is no suitable heir. This is also a good way to prevent civil war, because the final decision is in the hands of the parliament." He explained with the example that Prince Crondo convinced the parliament to agree to establish his nephew as the heir. "So how do you deal with this kind of thing here?"

Kasumi pondered for a while and said, "Maybe it's similar. But all the kings are regarded as the incarnation of God, which is different from your kings. He ruled the capital, but his power is in the spiritual sense. He protects us from the wrath of the gods."

Laurie asked immediately, "Who will exercise real power?"

They walked into the horse circle, and Kasumi removed the saddle and bridle from the horse to comb it mane. "It's different from your hometown." He still used the most familiar Turoni language. "The incumbent lord of each family has absolute prestige in his territory. Each family belongs to a clan, and the most powerful lord in each clan is called the commander. In a clan, each lord holds more or less power with his own power. The Cinsawei family belongs to the Kanasawei family. We are the second most powerful family in this clan than the Koda family. My father was commanding the entire clan army when he was young, and in your words, he was a general. But the status of each family is constantly rising and falling, so I may not be able to reach the height of my father."

"The lords who led each clan formed the upper council. They gave advice to the general. He exercised power in the name of the emperor, and of course the emperor could reject his decision."

"So has the emperor rejected the general's decision?" Laurie asked.

“Never.”

"How was the general chosen?" asked Tonight.

"It's hard to explain clearly. When the general passes away, the great people in the clan will meet. It will be a grand gathering. Not only the people in the parliament, but the heads of every family will come. They will gather together to discuss matters, and sometimes they will meet with each other, but in the end they will select a general."

Tonight, he asked, "If the clan with the general has too much power, how can he prevent them from holding on to their own power?"

Kasumi's expression was a little embarrassed. "This is not something that is easy to explain. If you are a Cullonian, you will naturally understand. This is not only the law, but more importantly, it is a tradition. No matter how powerful a clan or a certain family becomes, only one of the lords of the five families can be selected as the general. They are Koda, Minwanabee, Oshatukan, and Zakatkas. So only these five lords are candidates. The current general is named Oshatukan, and the glory of Kanasavai is getting dim. And his clan, Omakoan, can be said to be at its peak. Only Minwanabee can compete with them. Now the two families have formed an alliance for the benefit of the war. This is also the only way at present."

Laurie shook his head. "This kind of family-clan battle really dwarfs our politics."

Kasumi smiled. "This is not yet politics. Politics is a product of parties."

"Party?" asked Laurie, apparently he was confused.

"We have many parties here. Blue Round, Jin Hui, and Jade Eye, some parties that take social progress as their mission, and many parties that pay attention to war. Each family may belong to different parties and can meet their needs. Even families belonging to the same clan will join different parties. Sometimes they form alliances with each other to get what they need. Sometimes they support two parties at the same time, and even one of them does not support them."

"Then such a government is too loose and disorderly," Laurie expressed his opinion.

Kasumi smiled. "But it lasted for more than two hundred years. We have an old saying: 'There is no brotherly relative in the parliament.' Remember it you will understand it later."

Tonight, I asked the next question carefully. "Master, you never seem to mention the Venerable. What kind of group are they?"

Kasumi stopped the work in her hand and looked at Pag for a while, then continued to brush her horse's hair. "They have nothing to do with politics. They are outside the law and do not belong to any clan." He paused and continued. "Why do you think of asking this?"

"Because they seem to be respected, and one of them has been here recently, I think you'll give me some answers."

"They are respected because the fate of the empire is in their hands. It is also their duty. They must cut off all relationships, they work with magic and no longer have any other life. They must stay away from their families, and their children will be fostered by others until they become adults. This is a difficult thing, and they have to make too many sacrifices."

Tonight I looked closer and looked at Kasumi. He looked sad when he spoke. "The Venerable who came to see my father was once a member of this family. He was my uncle. Our relationship is now very awkward because he had to abide by those constraints and could not recognize our blood relationship. I think he would rather not come." His last sentence was very light.

"Why, Master?" Laurie asked quietly.

"Because it embarrassing Hokanu. He was the son of the Lord before he became my brother."

After taking care of the horses, they left the horse's ring. Bessel rushed forward, knowing that the time for food was coming. As they passed the kennel, Regomaid called it to the group of dogs.

No one spoke along the way, and Kasumi did not say anything to the Mekemi until he entered his house. Pag sat on his shop, waiting for the call of dinner, but he was thinking about what he had just learned. Although the Turoni had some strange habits, it was no different from the tribe members of Tonight. He couldn't help but feel relieved and sad.

"The martial arts in this world are originally from a source, and the introductory martial arts are similar, but as the realm becomes more and more powerful, the martial arts are different, some are evil and some are pure, so there is a distinction between magic skills and orthodox teachings."

"You mean that this magic skill is evil." Charlotte finally heard some tricks.

The elf smiled slightly, and the smile was a bit weird and a bit playful and evil:

"Are you afraid?"

"What I, Charlotte, have ever been afraid of, is evil the least feared." Charlotte thrust his chest, and he was most disgusted by others.

The elf turned around on the black pot strangely. When he returned to his original position, he had already added a book in his hand. The black cover reads the four big words "Demonic Heart Sutra". He handed it to Charlotte with a white little hand, and still had a playful and evil smile. No matter whether he is evil or not, as long as he is refined, he can enhance his strength, and the half-birth child who lives in the pirate's nest knows the difference between good and evil.

He took the scriptures into his hand, and flipped the previous pages and saw that it was indeed no different from the mental method he had practiced before, and the circulation of the qi and meridians was exactly the same. At this time, You Da also came over. The three boys looked at the Heart Sutra of Demonic Art again. You Da's attachment to cultivation was no less than that of Charlotte. He was familiar with the mental method he had practiced before and looked at it for a while and shouted:

"Hey! Why is this martial art the same as that Brother Gouzi taught us!"

Charlotte ignored him and flipped backwards, turned to the middle pages and stopped to continue reading. It was different from the mental method he practiced, but he was not uncomprehensible. He covered the scriptures and said happily to the elf with his hands on his back:

"For the sake of your mental method, I will accept you, slave."

"Thank you, my husband." The elf's hands turned into a fist and pressed it under his chin, smiling in surprise. Looking at the elf's shy and cute look, Charlotte couldn't help but open his hands and wanted to give a big bear hug. "Come on, let me hug you!" As the giggle, the elf turned into a ball of smoke and floated into the black pot from his hands. The hands that rushed in a hurry were holding it in vain. Charlotte curled his lips and said, "It's so boring."

After a beautiful sleep, I woke up the next day and was dawn again. The three of them were ready to go out again. In addition to carrying a big knife, there was also a cloth bag on their shoulders. There was so much silver on their backs. You can't put everything in your arms, especially Charlotte, with a black soil jar and a scripture. The matter of this mental method finally came to a conclusion. Next, kill Yuwen Tai. To kill Yuwen Tai, of course, he had to find his whereabouts. The three were about to stroll on the street and inquire about it. As soon as they opened the door and crossed the threshold, there was a rustling sound of footsteps coming from a large rockery forest in front of the yard.
To be continued...