British 1986

"Hello Alan, I hear my brother talk about you all the time."

Edward got out of the car and shook hands with Allen, and then patted Allen's shoulder seemingly affectionately.

The two are considered to be of the same age, both born in 1968, and both are 25 years old this year.

But from experience, the former is a little fox, and the latter is a pure flower in the greenhouse, who has been loved by thousands of people since childhood.

Think about the age gap between him and Boss Cha, which is twenty years old. They are like elder brothers and fathers!

In addition, there is a second brother and sister, and there is an old lady who takes care of things.

At such a young age, you really have everything you want.

Living in such a tolerant environment, although Prince Edward has no rights, compared with Prince Bertil of Sweden, the lives they lead are really very different.

In the past two days, Allen has been cramming in the limited information about Prince Edward, and found out that apart from his love of acting, he seems to have a lot of other things.

He has a relatively withdrawn personality. He doesn't like to show off or make things so flashy. He just makes do with what he can in life.

He never lives in the palace, which is very similar to Boss Cha. When the Queen's children reach adulthood, they move out of the palace as if they are running for their lives, or they buy a big house to live alone, or they Just like Boss Cha, get your own piece of land and build your own house. Anyway, if you die, you won't be able to live in the palace.

As for Prince Edward, it is said that the house he lives in now is just an ordinary three-bedroom and two-living house in London, with an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. Among all members of the royal family, he is considered extremely "poor".

There is only one butler with me. At other times, when something happens, I will bring a few more people with me.

After his beating incident was exposed, the Queen assigned him several bodyguards. Now he is a little afraid of the all-pervasive paparazzi, so he gave in.

but

When he came to Wales this time, he discovered something new. The paparazzi who were so arrogant in the past that they almost climbed to the window of his house to secretly take pictures of him, this time when he went out, they followed him from a distance as usual, ready to watch. See if we can capture any big news.

But after seeing the direction he was going, those people followed him to the Welsh border and withdrew. Even the boldest family just stopped at the border and did not follow him in. It was as if they were going forward. It seemed like some big horror was waiting for them, anyway.

Since entering Wales, Edward has felt comfortable all over, and the paparazzi following behind him have disappeared!

This seemed magical to him. Could this be the deterrent power of the legendary Earl of Carmarthen?

So easy to use?

"Haha, Your Highness, thank you. Come on, let's go in. I'll show you around first?"

Allen took a step back slightly, took the initiative to open the topic, and prepared to take Edward to visit first according to the procedure.

"Don't worry, let me take a look at your manor first. Are these exterior walls old materials from the past? They are indeed full of historical atmosphere, ah~"

Prince Edward said, still intoxicated, he closed his eyes and sniffed hard, looking like an addict.

Allen was almost dumbfounded by his performance. Isn't it just a rundown manor? As for what?

"I seem to smell the blood left on the outer wall. Ah~ This is the so-called glory, right?"

Prince Edward touched the dark and indelible marks on the dingy stone exterior wall with his hands, talking to himself intoxicatedly.

Allen's face twitched, although what he said was right. Those traces were indeed traces left by those things over the years, but it didn't feel like anything at first. When he said this, it felt like there was something.

"I really wish I was born in that era, full of battles and glory, intertwined with blood and fire. Come on, come to me, I want to fight."

Prince Edward was still not satisfied with just talking. As he spoke, he made a gesture with his right hand, as if he had drawn a long sword from his waist and was ready to fight, and then stabbed the insubstantial object against the wall a few times.

"My legs have long been stuck in the sea of ​​blood, and I can't stop.

Thinking about turning back is like walking to the end, which is chilling.

There is no way out, the future is a swamp, making people sink deeper and deeper. "

Hu Te and Allen looked at each other, why are they still singing?

Suddenly I felt that this third prince seemed to be more serious than what the information said. This was no longer a quirk, this was abnormal!

This Prince Edward, to be honest, Allen thinks he looks like an American comedy superstar, Jim Carrey.

Imagine Jim Carrey standing in front of you, touching the wall with his right hand, holding the thumb of his left hand in vain, showing you some unknown sword skills, "dancing the sword" and reciting poetry at the same time, what a sense of déjà vu it would be.

I still fucking wish I was born in that era.

The Welsh are not cabbages, they are serious barbarians, with big shoulders and round waists. With a body as small as Prince Edward, he would probably be knocked down by someone who met him, and they would return blood and fire.

Allen wanted to laugh but couldn't hold it back. He patted Hut and told him to arrange the bodyguards of Prince Edward and the bodyguards at home to welcome him first. Don't let him be embarrassed in such a public place. Let's go with him. Like a psychopath.

"Your Highness, shall we go in?"

"Okay, let's go!"

Prince Edward pushed back a handful of his hair with both hands, gave his half-length blond hair a slicked back style, and strode into the manor with his hairstyle flowing in the wind.

Allen followed behind and looked at his weird concave shape, and suddenly thought: If this Prince Edward comes to celebrate the 20th anniversary of Gustav's coronation, will he steal his limelight?

It seemed unreliable to bring such a conspicuous bag to Sweden. He suddenly changed from a troublemaker to a person responsible for keeping the truth. Allen was a little unable to adapt to his new identity for a while. He himself was not good enough. He was reliable, but now there is a prince who is even more unreliable than him. This happened.

"I have long heard about the glorious history of the Hill family, and seeing it today is truly extraordinary."

After taking Prince Edward to see the family hall of honor on the first floor, Allen's scalp started to feel numb when he saw the last piece of armor, the most historic piece of armor, and saw the prince's mouth move.

Along the way, the prince was always writing and reciting some famous quotes from Shakespeare.

Although it sounds appropriate, it is very embarrassing.

It always felt like he was bragging. Although it sounded a little satisfying, satisfaction only accounted for 20% of this satisfaction, and the remaining 80% was embarrassment.

"Glory in the world often arises from sin, sacrificing one's own conscience for the sake of a false reputation outside the body!"

Prince Edward stared at the rust on the armor, and then looked at Allen with deep eyes.

When he said these words, before Allen could react, the expressions of the butler following him and Hu Te, who was behind Allen, changed at the same time.

Even if you are a prince, you can't say such things in front of the relics of your ancestors when you go to the courtier's house, right?

If the Hill family built Yongyao on sin, then what is the British royal family? Are you even scolding your own family?

"Your Highness. We"

Prince Edward's butler was a little confused. He pulled Edward and wanted him to stop talking. If he did, he would be beaten!

Did Prince Philip inherit this big-mouthed habit?

Allen took a deep breath, felt Hu Te gently pull on his lower back, and turned to nod at Hu Te.

It didn't matter whether he was angry or not. As soon as he got out of the car, Allen felt that something was not normal about him. Comparing with this kind of person would make him, Mr. Allen, not normal either.

The key is, if he is really beaten today, the Queen will definitely not be able to spare him!

"Snapped!"

Allen smiled and put his hands on Prince Edward's shoulders. This action brought the intoxicated Prince Edward back to reality. He glanced at Allen, and then at the butler who was standing next to him with an embarrassed look on his face. He finally found out now that he seemed to be too excited and made a mistake.

"Alan."

"Your Highness, Shakespeare also said that you can eat more and talk less. In Wales, those who offend the Hill family will go to hell. Have you heard of this sentence?"

"I"

Prince Edward looked at Allen with eyes that were very pure, very kind, not even a little imposing, and just looked at him calmly.

But he knew that this was because of his status as a prince. His eldest brother, the captain of the bodyguard, was said to be not simple. The key was that it was widely rumored that he had a bad temper. Before he came, his mother had mentioned it to him. I got a little excited and then forgot about it.

Now looking at Allen's eyes, he suddenly woke up.

But when did Shakespeare say this?

Just when he was about to deny it, there was a sudden sharp pain on his shoulder, and Prince Edward took a breath.

"Hiss me. I've heard it, I've heard it."

"That's good. Your Highness, let's continue to visit the next place?"

"Okay, Allen, please lead the way."

"Your Highness wishes you a safe journey and we will meet again in September."

"Haha, there's no need to send it off Allen, goodbye!"

Prince Edward got into the car with a somewhat uneasy expression on his face. Allen closed the car door for him personally, and the Ford motorcade drove away.

"Master, when did Shakespeare say that? Why don't I remember it?"

Hu Te waited until their motorcade was far away, and then asked Allen in confusion about the Shakespeare's "famous quote" he said to Prince Edward at that time.

Based on his knowledge, it seems that Shakespeare had no contact with the Hill family back then.

"Oh, does it matter that he didn't say it? If he could live to see me now, he would have to say whatever I asked him to say. He would even have to write a storybook for me and praise me."

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Shakespeare said so many famous quotes in his life, just like Lu Xun, many people can no longer tell what he said.

Hu Te thought it was a quotation from Shakespeare that Allen had read in some unique book. Who knew? It was actually compiled by his young master.

However, when I think of Allen's words, if Shakespeare could really live to this day and meet his young master again, with a gun to his head, and with the young master's temper, let him write a pornographic novel, I guess Shakespeare would have to write it too. ?

"Okay, let's get ready to go back and ask someone to prepare dinner for me. I want to eat something light. You can call Butler Capel later. I'm going to see His Highness and report to him today's situation. , and also about attending the celebration next time.”

"Okay, young master, I will make arrangements right now."

Hu Te bent down and quickly went to do something.

"Xiao Huang, come here!"

Allen was walking on the playground of the old manor and saw a big white bird swaying left and right on the grass in the distance. He whistled to call it over.

When Xiao Huang heard the sound and saw Allen, his movements swayed faster. He could clearly fly, but he was too lazy to fly if he could walk. He just staggered over.

Allen bent down and picked up Xiao Huang, who came over, and stroked his head twice, like a cat, rubbing the bird feathers on Xiao Huang's head into a mess, making him coo.

While holding Xiao Huang, I thought about today's events.

Prince Edward really just came to visit and get to know Ellen by the way. After all, the two of them will go to Sweden to attend the celebration on behalf of the British royal family in a while.

But just after the visit, Prince Edward made another request. He wanted to set up a new company.

As for this company, he wanted to bring Allen along. According to his original words, "Shakespeare once said that a strong man never walks alone and needs a good helper."

So he approached Allen. In Prince Edward's vision, he wanted Allen to be the director and he to be the screenwriter. The two of them would make a movie together. When the time comes, he would star in the film, it would be a box office hit, and the two would share the money equally.

This plan seems very reasonable, and everyone will contribute half of the company's funds to establish a film and television company.

However, he is responsible for being the screenwriter and also the starring role.

When Allen thought about his somewhat neurotic appearance, how could a movie made by such a person expect to be a box office hit?

If you have money, even if you throw it into the river, you can still hear the sound of water. If you throw it to a film and television company like this, it will be for free.

Besides, how could Allen have the kind of free time to play house with him?

How childish!

"Master, are you back?"

"I've been back for a few days. How are you doing there lately?"

Allen covered his face with a towel and lay quietly by the bathtub taking a bath. Old Karl stood by the bathtub in a suit and tie to report the situation. He had just been called back from Swansea.

"Well, everything is fine. We caused a few accidents, got rid of a few people who were not too important, and provoked conflicts. The Russell family and the Ford people are not very easy to deal with at the moment. I am pushing forward with this plan."

"Ford people? The American Ford?"

Hearing Old Carl's voice, Allen pulled off the towel from his face, wondering why Ford's people were in Swansea.

"Master, have you forgotten? Ford has a large parts production base in the Swansea Development Zone. I sent someone to secretly visit one of their warehouses a few days ago. They were a little bit hurt by the loss this time, so I approached Russell. family."

"Oh, so that's it. These Americans, why don't they attack their people directly? They are cowardly, and they will be honest if they kill a few people."

"Hey, young master, attack their people directly. I'm afraid it will attract too much attention and it will be difficult to operate. Why don't you just ask us to proceed slowly?"

"Well, I'll leave it to you. Don't worry. Are there any difficulties? Where are you?"

"We don't have enough manpower. The people I can use, young master, are too few with fresh faces. I'm afraid that the others will be exposed and they won't be used smoothly."