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Ivan stood by the window of the study, staring at the heavily guarded parking lot in the distance through the clear and flawless glass window.In the thick twilight, a dark gray aircraft with the cabinet logo on it landed slowly, and landed lightly and familiarly on the edge of the field.
"..."
He turned around and walked to the desk, sprinkled the fragrant tea leaves produced in the Kingdom of Light into the porcelain cup, then sealed the cup lid, held the cup in the palm of his hand; the five fingers encased the cup wall, and the light energy released by his fingertips directly Through the cup body, it acts on the tea leaves and spring water - using light energy to heat the tea water can preserve the aroma of the tea leaves to the greatest extent.
After a while, the tea in the cup bubbled up.
Just when the tea was fully boiled, Ptolemy's figure just appeared outside the study door, reaching out and tapping on the door panel twice:
"Your Majesty, I am Ptolemy."
"Come in."
Ivan walked to the sofa, put the porcelain cup on the tea table, and sat down.
"Thanks to grace, admiration of glory."
Ptolemy stood by the door, patting his chest respectfully and saluting, then took off his fur hat to protect against the cold, and walked to the coffee table next to the sofa:
"The first batch of students has arrived on the primitive planet and is starting work. The local governor told me that these students are very capable and will not disappoint your expectations."
"sit down."
Ivan glanced at him, patted the sofa cushion with his hand, and signaled him to sit here.
"This...how dare I!?"
Ptolemy was startled for a moment, and then refused: "Please forgive me for refusing, how can I sit with His Majesty, this is not in accordance with the etiquette!"
"Let you sit down."
Seeing his terrified look, Yiwen shook his head helplessly, and then said in an emphatic tone: "After a while, there will be no more etiquette. Let's just get used to it in advance."
"His Majesty……"
Ptolemy lowered his head, took a deep breath silently, gritted his teeth, walked over to the coffee table, stood beside the sofa for a while, and then sat down solemnly.
But even if he barely sat down, he still had an indescribable twist. He felt uncomfortable everywhere in his body, and he kept adjusting his posture like sitting on pins and needles.
"Come and try." Ivan pointed to the coffee table, motioning him to taste the steaming tea.
"...As ordered."
Ptolemy suppressed the uncomfortable feeling all over his body, carefully picked up the porcelain cup, and lifted the slightly hot lid.The moment he lifted the lid of the cup, a strong fragrance came to his face through the steam, making his eyes brighten suddenly:
"It smells so good! Your Majesty... what kind of fruit is this? I haven't tasted it before."
"This is called tea. I ordered people to cultivate it in the Kingdom of Light for many years, and it is a drink that has only been cultivated recently. Because of its elegant taste, this drink has become popular in the local area, and the finished product will be sold in the empire soon."
"It's really good stuff."
Ptolemy took a deep breath of the aroma, then took a sip, his expression slowly stretched, his eyes narrowed, showing a satisfied expression: "The aroma is rich and the taste is mellow...Compared with the fruits we usually drink, it has a unique flavor."
"As long as you like it."
Yiwen gently closed his head, then cast his gaze out of the window, and said calmly, "I have a tea garden in the Kingdom of Light, covering an area of about [-] acres. After you retire, you can stay there to retire."
Ptolemy was stunned, holding the porcelain cup, motionless as if petrified:
"His Majesty!?"
"Since I came to power, you have been by my side, conscientious in doing things, and loyal to the empire. You have always been my right-hand man, and have not accumulated any property. This tea garden is considered to be my ancestral property for you and your descendants Enjoy."
While speaking, Ivan turned his head, looked at Ptolemy's graying hair when he just reached middle age, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't get me wrong, I don't want you to resign early, but I want to leave you something .After the reform is completed, you can go wherever you want, and the Mechanical Empire will always have a place for you."
"Your Majesty's trust is what I can do now. Every time I think of it, I will be grateful from the bottom of my heart, so I dare not be lazy. I have been doing my best to carry out all your orders. Only this time, I want you to reconsider."
Halfway through the speech, Ptolemy's eye circles were already red, and his voice gradually choked up:
"Your Majesty... I'm not greedy for power and position, I just... can't bear to part with you! The empire can have no cabinet, but it can't live without the Sun King!"
"Don't talk about it anymore, I have my own considerations."
Ivan shook his head, expressing that he had made up his mind, and then patiently explained:
"After the reform is over, I will hand over everything to the new generation, but I will not disappear completely, because I am already inseparable from the Menesian civilization. In the future, I will still exert influence on this country, and it will also be this The leader on the spiritual level of the country is just no longer a king in the traditional sense."
"Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's no different from now... After all, all government affairs are handled by the cabinet now, and I haven't used the royal power for a long, long time, have I?
"..."
Ptolemy lowered his head and took a sip of tea, put down the cup lightly, and raised his head to look at the air in front of him:
"I respect your will and am willing to carry out your orders, but I have reservations about those young people..."
"Everything has just started... If there is no help from a virtuous official like you, they will definitely hit their heads and bleed."
Ivan nodded, and was about to say something, when he suddenly found that the light in the room was a bit dark; he lit up the chandelier with telekinetic power, and after the soft silver light enveloped the room, he said, "Ptolemy, promise me, you will take good care of yourself." train those young people."
"Sir, take orders."
Ptolemy took a deep breath and said solemnly.
In fact, he supported most of the reforms, and believed that it was an unprecedented good government, but he was extremely resistant to the dissolution of the royal power.
In Ptolemy's mind, the nobles could be finished, the priests could be finished, even the royal family could be finished, but only the kingship could not be finished!
The order of the entire world should be governed in an orderly manner under the dominion of the royal power; the king is lenient, the courtiers are capable, and the hearts of the people are their own hearts, and the wishes of the people are their wishes, so that the country can develop orderly.There is no need for any kind of democracy, and there is no need for the people to elect a leader to govern the country. What is that! ?
He really couldn't imagine what a world without a king and a father would be like.
But this is the will of the king, no matter how dissatisfied he is in his heart, he can only follow the decree.
The good news is that the king's authority has become a legal system. No matter what kind of government it becomes, as long as the civilization is still the Menesian civilization, the glory of the Sun King will never fade.In case that group of young people caused trouble someday in the future, Wang could come forward at any time and take charge of the overall situation again.
At that time, as a loyal subject of the Sun King, I can also make a comeback as his right and left hand.
"By the way, you're not too young, why aren't you married yet?" Ivan asked suddenly.
"Um." Hearing this question, the virtuous minister of the empire showed a hint of embarrassment and scratched his head awkwardly: "This... Yamanla is not easy to chase after her. And that Ozzy is also very hateful. Haunting Amara, she has been unable to make up her mind."
"You three can't stay like this forever."
Ivan had heard about the matter of the three of them a long time ago, but he didn't expect that they hadn't come to a conclusion until now.
"Amanla disagrees, what can I do?" Ptolemy sighed, and immediately removed his strong mask, showing an extremely haggard expression.
"Then what exactly does she mean? Which one does she love?"
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