The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

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Yu Lan's face showed no emotion, and he said calmly, "I know."

Turning his head to interrupt Ling Si, he said, "It's not easy for the little Duke to come here, so I just want to take a look around. I happen to want to visit the great Duke Ling. How about going with you?"

Ling Si: “….”

Not really.

Perhaps sensing Ling Si's refusal, Yu Lan lifted his thin eyelids, put the book in his hand aside, clasped his hands, and looked at him calmly: "I have already consulted your father."

The man tilted his head slightly, his eyes falling on the prince sitting outside the door, "The meeting will only last half an hour, I won't keep you waiting too long."

Ling Si wanted to talk but stopped himself. The old fox had already spoken, what else could he say?

It was only about half an hour, but——

"Minister Yu was having trouble getting out of bed just now, and now he's going to visit his father. That's really too much of a show of respect."

Ling Si looked at him calmly, and saw the man on the bed lift up the quilt and sit on the edge of the bed with his legs bent. The bodyguard at the door closed the door and walked in, going straight to the window. After a while, he pushed back a wheelchair from the balcony.

Yu Lan was a strong-willed person, and certainly didn't like to be seen as vulnerable. Ling Si didn't like to watch people in distress, "I'm leaving."

The bodyguard held Yu Lan with both hands. The man's pale and thin wrists held on to the bodyguard tightly, which looked quite difficult. The bodyguard's hands were pinched so hard that they hurt. When he met his employer's cold and gloomy gaze, he suddenly let go.

He called Ling Si: "Young Duke Ling, can you lend a hand?"

The people in the living room watched the bedroom door open and close, feeling puzzled. Shang Yue stared at the gap closely, trying to find any clues from it.

Feng Jinqing had seen the little bodyguard beside Ling Si, so he naturally recognized Shang Yue. His presence there meant that Ling Si was also nearby. Feng Jinqing tapped his knees with his fingers and looked at Shang Yue: "Is Ling Si in there?"

Shang Yue said "hmm" coldly, and apart from the initial greeting, the two of them had no conversation at all.

Feng Jinqing looked at the time on his wrist. The assistant handed him all the sorted information and reminded him, "Your Highness, there are still ten minutes."

The only two bodyguards stood outside the door, and the person who had just gone in to report had no news, so the assistant stepped forward and asked, "Is Minister Yu feeling unwell? Do you need to call a doctor?"

The bodyguard glanced into the inner room, the door still closed, and replied gruffly, "If there's any danger, the alarm will be sounded."

"That's enough." The assistant was about to urge him, but Feng Jinqing interrupted him, "Be patient and start the meeting on time."

Five minutes before the meeting started, the door opened and Ling Si came out. The young man's originally neat clothes became a little messy, and the lapels seemed to have been squeezed hard by someone.

Others might not be able to tell the difference, but Shang Yue, who often helped Ling Si tidy up his clothes, could tell something was wrong at a glance. When the door opened, he immediately stood up and checked the man from head to toe.

The young master's face turned red, his expression was not very good, and his mood became worse.

Shang Yue concluded that the young master was bullied in a place where he didn't see.

His face instantly turned dark, and he went forward, his dark eyes bottomless, "Master, are you okay?"

Ling Si's eyes were filled with confusion, but his anger had faded a lot. "What can happen to me?"

Just as Shang Yue opened his mouth, a gentle and pleasant voice came from behind Ling Si, but it annoyed him, "Shang Yi kid is worried about what I will do to the little duke, right?"

"He is quite loyal."

Ling Si moved aside, and the person behind him was revealed. Yu Lan was sitting in a wheelchair, a blanket covering his legs, his chin supported by his hands, his eyes wandering between the two of them.

Shang Yue's eyes darkened, and half of his body blocked Ling Si, "Of course, thank you Minister Yu for the compliment."

Yu Lan's eyelids drooped slightly, he looked away, and the bodyguard behind him pushed him to the tea table. Feng Jinqing did not notice the abnormality of Ling Si, temporarily put it behind his mind and took a step forward, saying with concern: "Is the minister in good health?"

"Your Highness is so thoughtful. I was delayed just now due to some things. I hope Your Highness will not blame me. Please follow me." Yu Lan smiled and nodded. The bodyguard pushed him to turn around, and the assistant followed closely behind. The door was closed again, and the two bodyguards resumed their previous standing position.

Shang Yue followed Ling Si closely, thinking he was leaving, but Ling Si sat back on the sofa. Shang Yue felt something strange in his heart: "Your Highness, are you not leaving?"

"Yu Lan wants to go back with me. He has already told his father."

"Really?" Shang Yue expressed his doubt, "The Duke never mentioned it."

Ling Si didn't think much about it. Yu Lan also said it would only take half an hour, and he would leave when the time was up. If his father asked, he would say he was busy.

......

Two equally superior men appeared on the screen at the same time, occupying the left and right sides of the blue screen, seemingly avoiding suspicion. Queen Cecilia and the cabinet officials were in the same conference room, with a hint of concern on her beautiful and serious face.

"How is your health, my dear? Can you still attend today's meeting?"

Yu Lan smiled: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am fine. It is my duty and I cannot shirk it."

Cecilia leaned back slightly and looked at the other person on the blue screen, "Prince, let's begin."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Feng Jinqing read the information and documents in his hand no less than three times and had memorized them by heart. He flipped through them while presiding over the meeting. At the same time, everyone in the meeting room also received the same documents, "The Speaker of Galan Star requested a grant of 11 billion star coins for the F-30 galaxy mineral collection industry to help more new companies grow. The two houses of parliament passed with 307 votes... The Northwest Army of the Sulan Defense Line suffered heavy losses from the Zerg, and requested military support from Kosen Star, clearance documents..."

Queen Cecilia kept looking through the application materials in her hands and asked her subordinates for their opinions. Yu Lan answered calmly with a blank expression and gave solutions. In matters concerning the development and security of the empire, the minister demonstrated the calmness and wisdom of a government leader.

The dissatisfaction with Yu Lan's apparent neglect of the meeting disappeared after the matter was quickly resolved. Although Yu Lan was ill and hospitalized, he did not neglect the practical matters. The news about the frontline galaxies was changing in many ways, and it took a lot of effort to verify it completely and correctly. As soon as Yu Lan came, he gave a logical fact and analysis, and the officials nodded repeatedly.

Cecilia believes in efficiency above all else, so officials are not allowed to procrastinate or hesitate when making decisions. Once a resolution is made, it is put aside and waits for lower-level departments to implement it. The entire meeting is concise and compact, with a huge amount of information. Officials dare not relax for a moment and take notes at all times.

Of course, with the think tank led by Yu Lan, the quality of the resolution is self-evident.

At the end of the meeting, the Grand Duke proposed a motion that should not have been passed by Parliament - to abolish the title system.

The officials had unpredictable expressions. Cheng Qingyi, who had been silent all the time except for expressing his opinions on the military resolution, was the first to vote against it. The sentry's golden eyes narrowed slightly, giving off a dangerous aura, like some kind of carnivore.

"I object."

Cecilia stroked the corners of her eyes, where wrinkles only appeared when she smiled. Fifty years old was still a young and middle-aged age in an interstellar world where the life expectancy was two hundred. The queen did not express her opinion, but looked at her right-hand man.

The officials' attention shifted from the Queen again, with different thoughts in their minds. You know, the Grand Duke can now have a seat in Parliament and Cabinet because of the Queen's appreciation, but the most important thing is his title. If the title system is abolished, his next generation may not even have a seat in the House of Lords.

Next, the House of Lords will disappear, and new nobles will emerge from the House of Commons to replace the old nobles.

Although the influence of the nobility on future generations has weakened after the equal rights movement, everyone knows that power means the best resources, and as long as there is a steady stream of followers, you can always find someone outstanding.

You know, the Zerg entrenched in the periphery of the empire are not only enemies, but also opportunities. With resources in hand, there is no worry about climbing up, and why wouldn't the old nobles get rid of the old and welcome the new and become new nobles.

Young Duke Ling is studying at the first military academy in the empire and will definitely go to the front line in the future.

Can Grand Duke Ling guarantee that his children will achieve military merit and live to enjoy life?

This is too much of a gamble.

Everyone speculated on Grand Duke Ling's thoughts and changed direction.

Before the meeting, Yu Lan's head began to hurt. The long period of disordered guidance made him extremely mentally exhausted. He supported his forehead and listened to the chattering voices beside his ears suddenly disappear.

He perked up and rubbed his brows. "We understand what Your Excellency the Duke means, but you also know the tradition of the cabinet. We cannot cross a bill that has not been passed by the parliament."

Cecilia raised her eyes, her expression was very kind, "Yes, Grand Duke, you can't overstep the boundaries, we will discuss this later."

"Since His Majesty and the Minister have said so," Grand Duke Ling, who was wearing heavy duke uniform, knew that it was meaningless to argue too much, "then let it be so."

Taking Yu Lan's health into consideration, the meeting was originally scheduled for an hour. Unexpectedly, the minister not only did not delay the agenda, but also shortened the time.

Everyone is happy to get off work early.

Feng Jinqing nodded slightly, said a few concluding words, and turned off the computer amid the applause of the crowd. Such meetings were certainly efficient, but even with such high-intensity mental concentration, few people could fully receive the output messages.

Screen recording and additional notes are not allowed at cabinet internal decision-making meetings, and everyone uses the most original handwriting.

He turned to look at Yu Lan, "Minister Yu, could you please send me an email with the information you mentioned at the meeting so that I can sort it out after the meeting?"

Yu Lan: "Of course, I'll ask my assistant to sort it out and send it to you directly."

Feng Jinqing showed his routine concern and got up to leave.

The door closed with a click. Yu Lan's breath changed slightly. He pressed his temple hard with his fingers, as if he realized something. He turned on the light computer in his hand, found the control center, and focused on the screen. A thick layer of military bulletproof layer quickly rose around the ward.

The bulletproof layer uses a new synthetic material that can withstand three heavy hits from the Zerg, but now it is used on this politician who is known for his gentleness.

The surface of the bulletproof layer was curved, like a dent formed by a python hitting its body. Cracks in the bulletproof layer could be vaguely seen in the dent. Yu Lan was a little worried about its effectiveness.

The spiritual sea of ​​consciousness was pulled repeatedly, like a spread-out cloth, being pulled and torn from all directions by countless people. The suppressed spiritual body was trying to find a gap and break out.

Yu Lan supported himself with his arms and stood up. In the rose pot behind him, tender buds suddenly sprouted, and in just a few seconds, long vines grew out and extended in all directions.

The thick vines fit in with the huge depressions, circling around the ward. Yu Lan was hit hard on the head and almost fell to the ground, but the expected pain did not come. The dark green vines cushioned his body and sent him to the bed.

With disheveled snow-white hair and rapid breathing, Yu Lan lay on his back on the bed. The snow-white ceiling was surrounded by densely packed green vines of varying thicknesses, which were slowly wriggling with a strange sense of distortion.

A fragmentary fragment flashed through his mind...half an hour ago, the little duke's impatient frown, his wrinkled collar as he was looking for a leverage point, and a trace of mental power that was inadvertently leaked...

At that moment, the tense nerves were pulled and then suddenly loosened, as if it was an illusion, and the pain was temporarily relieved. The little duke, who had recovered with ease, locked his mental power firmly in the mental barrier, and his slender and powerful arms placed him steadily on the wheelchair.

It's not that he couldn't stand steadily. He had originally had bad intentions and wanted that calm and arrogant face to show an expression of shame and anger, and his goal was indeed achieved.

The little duke's breathing was slightly disordered, but it only lasted for a moment before he helped Yu Lan to the right position.

The spirit began to make noise and act like a spoiled child. Tiny vines wrapped around Yu Lan's wrist, and its huge body slammed into the bulletproof layer, trying to break free.

——Go find him! Go find him!!

——It doesn’t hurt when he’s around!