mechanical court

"Are you...?" Ozzy heard the voice and looked at the other party. A slender young man with sparse eyebrows walked in his vision. He stared at him carefully for a while, and then blurted out:

"You are Ptolemy!"

"Fortunately, you still remember me." Ptolemy raised the narrow wine glass in his hand, raised his head and drank the wine, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you in half a year, and you are already the squadron leader of the Paladin Army. Congratulations! If you have the opportunity, don’t forget to support your old friends.”

"Stop joking! A cabinet senator as big as you needs my support? Please spare me." Oz kept waving his hands nervously, splashing the wine in the glass.

"The cabinet senators are all temporary. Once those students from Imperial University graduate, my position will not be guaranteed."

Ptolemy shook his head with a wry smile, leaned his body against the guardrail, and sighed helplessly: "The position of the holy army is still reliable. Once the strength is improved, no one can deprive you of the position. You don't know how much I envy you. "

"I believe in others being eliminated, but I don't believe in you being eliminated!" Oz retorted with disbelief on his face, "It's spread all over the king's city. Apart from handling government affairs, you spend every day learning about people from outsider. , I often study hard until dawn. I don’t believe that you can’t compare to someone who has been to Imperial University.”

"I am not the only one who is studying hard. Except for the old bones with limited energy, most people (officials) are studying hard." Ptolemy disapproved.

"Being a person requires self-confidence. No matter what you do, you have the foundation of the Sun Jinjing, and your energy must be stronger than ordinary people." Oz comforted him sincerely.

"Thank you."

Ptolemy shrugged his shoulders, turned his head to look at the exit of the spiral staircase, and suddenly his eyes lit up:

"Look, look, is that woman Yamanla?"

"Amanla?"

Oz took a sip of the liquid in his glass, then followed his gaze.

I saw a woman in a black wrap-breasted skirt walking in from the stairs. Her eyes were sharp and her lips were red and enchanting.A pair of fair legs under a knee-length skirt, and a pair of black pointed-toe diamond-studded high heels on her feet.On the neck, a gray silk scarf was tied, coupled with a crystal headdress, the whole person looked full of extravagance.

"Sure enough, it's Yamanla. She looks so beautiful." After seeing her, Oz's eyes seemed to be glued to the other person, and he couldn't move away even the slightest angle.

Yamanla was originally the kind of girl who attracted attention wherever she went, and tonight she also put on that silk dress with a slender waist.As soon as she stepped onto the terrace, she was surrounded by a large group of members of the royal family, like a princess with stars holding the moon.

"Oh, oh, it seems that someone has no chance." Ptolemy whistled.

"Yeah, no chance." Ozzy whistled in disappointment.

"That's great." Ptolemy narrowed his eyes and held his head up, feeling the cool night breeze, and said slowly.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"The feeling of being chosen by the times." Ptolemy opened his eyes, looking at the bright starry sky, feeling fascinated: "To be honest, I used to feel like a parasite, neither the talent for cultivating scriptures nor The right to become an official. Living on the annuity year after year... Don't be afraid of your ridicule, in the two years without the annuity, I was almost starved to death."

"It was really tiring at that time." Oz thought of his life of selling illegal salt, and nodded deeply in agreement.

"It was His Majesty who gave me the opportunity... The birth of such a leader in the empire proves that the gods still favor Menes." Ptolemy said with one hand on his chest, trembling with excitement.

"Your Majesty reused us to deal with those who hindered his reform. We should do our best to serve the unborn British lord of the Amenemhat family." Oz categorically agreed.

"Oz!? Ptolemy!?"

Just when the two were immersed in the imagination of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, a crisp female voice came from their ears, interrupting their thinking.Ozzy and Ptolemy came back to their senses, and found that Amara had gotten rid of the group of suitors at some point, and was standing in front of them with a bunch of fruits in her hands.

"Miss Amara, it's an honor to see you again." Ptolemy said politely.

"It's an honor...that...it's an honor!" Ozzy stuttered nervously.

"Both of you are so powerful. One became the squadron leader of the holy armor army, and the other entered the cabinet and became the right-hand man of His Majesty the Sun King. Only I am still a young man with no official position. Don't look down on me, my lords." .” Yamanla said vaguely, chewing the fruit in her mouth.

"No job? It's impossible!"

Tomil showed an unbelievable expression, staring at the heartless Yamanla and said: "I remember that your Sun Golden Sutra is also at the second level, right? You are fully qualified to join the holy armor army, how come you don't have a job?" !"

"Did I say that I have no official position? I just said that I have no official position." Yamanla blinked playfully.

"Then... where do you work?" Ozzy asked curiously.

"Above! In the sky, the space fortress of the invaders." Yamanla replied straight to the point without going around the bush.

"You work for the intruders!?" Ptolemy's face darkened, and burning anger appeared in his pupils.

"Don't be angry, I'm not a traitor!" Yamanla chuckled, patted her chest and explained, "I'm just being an apprentice there. Of course, the purpose is to learn their advanced knowledge."

Chapter 38 Family Banquet

"In that case, you are stronger than both of us." Ptolemy immediately changed his face when he heard her say that, showing an expression of admiration.

"Starting from scratch, it's amazing...Your talent is much stronger than those of the Imperial University." Oz was also full of admiration at this time.

"I've heard too many compliments like this, so don't repeat it."

Yamanla handed the empty plate to the waiter, took the napkin and wiped the corners of her lips, then stood there with her arms folded and looked at the groups of guests on the terrace:

"Let's talk about the current situation, such as our big family. A year ago, although I knew that I was a member of the royal family, there were only dozens of people I could get in touch with. For a long time, I thought I'd never see the rest of the royal family in my life...but now, we're a real family."

In her field of vision, the boys are lively like calves, and the girls are as delicate as flower buds that have not sprouted, dyed red by the light.The noble ladies wore vertical gauze skirts with bare shoulders and arms, and even light flowed on their skin. They cast their eyes on their naughty children from time to time to prevent them from getting separated from them.The men chatted with each other with a smile, and were occasionally reminded by their wife not to drink too much.The teenagers gathered together to talk loudly, and the girl giggled as she watched their foolishness.

Some people embrace each other, some people argue fiercely, black hair and brown eyes that are hard to see on weekdays can be seen everywhere here.This is the Amenemhat family, descendants of the sun. Everyone here has the surname Amenemhat, and everyone is a relative, and they are all doing their best to show goodwill.

"Because your majesty needs a strong clan, we can become such a big family that loves each other. The rise and fall of a big clan depends largely on the patriarch's personal ability. The bigger the clan, the greater the relationship between each small family. The more chaotic the interest entanglement, the more likely it is to cause interest disputes. At this time, if there is no one who can overwhelm everything, the harmonious dinner in front of you will become a ring of hundreds of people." Ptolemy saw this very clearly.

"The queen has this strength but sticks to the old rules... It is King Ivan who put together the whole loose family." Oz leaned over and held the railing, and said while looking down at the square of Hades Temple.

Amara smiled and closed her eyes slowly. The soft light illuminated her side face, and scattered pale white petals floated down from the palm tree and landed on her fair shoulders.

"It's Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty is down!"

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, the guests who had previously been scattered in various places on the terrace suddenly commotioned, and then gathered quickly, forming two rows of dense human walls.

Amara couldn't see clearly through the human wall, so she supported the shoulders of Ozzy and Ptolemy on the left and right, and stepped forward to look forward: their patriarch was smiling and slowly climbing up the steps of the spiral staircase, with his waist straight , as if climbing a towering mountain.Just at this time, a gust of evening wind blew, and the hem of the clothes painted with the horizontal pattern of eagle wings was pulled open, and the scarlet lining was billowed in the wind, like a burning battle flag.

The appearance of the Sun King pushed the atmosphere of the banquet to a peak. The young king was respected by everyone, and everyone toasted him.Seeing so many people toasting, Yiwen took the drink and drank it in one gulp, then waved his hand to signal them to play casually without restraint.

After the guests had finished their drinks, they dispersed one after another and gathered together in small groups to discuss various matters.

Ivan ignored the adults and children, but walked all the way to the dining table where the old people gathered and chatted with the elders of these families.The old people were still very cautious at first, but after receiving the cigarettes he personally lit, they all smiled from ear to ear, and the distance between them suddenly narrowed a lot.

After a while of daily affairs, Yi Wen went straight to the topic: For the future of the empire, can you urge your children to marry early and continue the family for future generations.

This is actually the real purpose of his banquet-to increase the fertility rate of the royal family.

Because of the various consumptions in the past, the young and middle-aged of the royal family are only in the early [-]s. This number of people is really not enough, so we have to find ways to increase the fertility rate.The reason why I explained the situation to the old people first is because they have the same views and are natural partners: young people should have children early when they grow up, and it is hard for the older generation to have great-grandchildren. The truth is, what if the old man and the old lady are boiled to death if this torment continues! ?

Yiwen hit it off with the old people and immediately formed an offensive and defensive alliance to urge marriages—in Menis, a country with deep-rooted patriarchal concepts, it can be said that it is very useful to talk to these old ladies about such things.