Reborn Ancient Western Europe
Chapter 42 Cliff
Gray has never been in the palace, but for him, entering the palace is really not a difficult thing.He just needs a good excuse to make this matter logical.
But all of a sudden, it seemed that all the roads had been paved, leaving no reason for Gray to back down.
When he received the emperor's decree, Gray wondered if Asa had already arranged everything and only waited for the moment when he stood in front of him?
"His Majesty the Emperor will want to see you sooner or later, but he is too impatient."
Grey's grandfather, Cliff Dana Tislandi, with a lazy expression, glanced at the letter paper spread on the desk with a little dissatisfaction, and snorted softly.
This man, who was nearly seventy years old, could no longer see any signs of aging except for his gray hair.The years seem to have forgotten to flow on his body, forgetting to bring him to aging.He is in good health and full of energy. After retiring, he started a restless cultivation life.
He loves the different local conditions and customs in various places, and often appears in various places in the imperial capital in different identities.He travels around the world for three days every year, visiting his old friends and the scenery that others don't know.
He hated writing letters, and no one knew of the man's whereabouts except Gray's grandma, Mrs Cliffe.Sometimes he would take his wife to go out together. At this time, no one could really find them.
Cliff obviously just finished a trip. It is said that he went out alone on the day Gray returned to the imperial capital.Gray didn't know where he went, but judging from his current state, it was obviously a long and arduous journey.
Gray's grandma brought him coffee, and they gave each other a hug.Cliff nestled on the recliner, crossed his legs, and narrowed his eyes contentedly.
"Is everything going well?" Grandma Gray asked.
"Of course, although those guys are very old, they are still not so old that they have no brains." Cliff said, with a little complacency: "No one objected, and those who lived to that point are all smart. people."
Grandma Gray smiled, and said with a sigh of relief: "This is the best, and Gray will be much more relaxed in the future."
This was in Cliff's study room, where most of the core members of the Tislandi family were. Gray sat at the end of the long table and didn't hear what they were saying.But after Granny Gray finished saying this, she took a special look at Gray and nodded at him with a smile.
Gray was a little out of shape for a while, just looked at her blankly.It wasn't until Carodia secretly kicked him under the table that he stood up belatedly.
"I visited the patriarchs of several other big families and formally notified them of the candidate for our family's next patriarch." Cliff's eyes flicked across the people in the room, and finally returned to his wife.He still said lazily: "They really believe in my vision, so they don't have any objection to letting Ge Rui take my place."
Gray was completely empty for a moment, he felt that the world was too ridiculous.
But Cliff didn't give him time to react, he knocked on the table, and then asked, "Does anyone have any comments?"
Although the core members of the Tislandi family are all here, at the end of the day, apart from the Cliffs, Gray, Carodia, and Jon, the only ones left are the two older brothers of Gray's father. Lance ranked first, and Moya ranked second.
As for Gray's father, his busy clinic would never allow him time for family meetings.
So Gray almost subconsciously looked at the direction where his uncle and second uncle were sitting.
Moya was relatively close to Gray, he smiled at Gray, then shrugged and gave him a look of helplessness.He was a lively man, fond of painting and music, with a free spirit that only a certain type of artist has.To be honest, although Gray felt that he was not suitable to be a patriarch at all, but his second uncle was obviously not either.
In fact, Gray felt that the most suitable person to be the next patriarch was obvious.
He looked at Lance. The brown-haired man was talking to Jon beside him. Jon frowned slightly, shaking his head slightly with an expression of obvious disapproval.Lance is actually a few years younger than Jon, but when they are together, Lance, who is too serious, looks more like the elder of the gentle Jon.
Lance is the only one among Grandpa Gray's three sons who is involved in politics.Although he is ranked first, he is still unmarried and has been single until now.He is extremely sensitive to changes in information from the outside world, and has already established a complete network of relationships in the imperial capital.
In fact, the outside world has always felt that Gray himself thinks so, and that Lance is basically training him to become the next patriarch.
Lance patted Jon's shoulder and said something, Jon's expression became relaxed, and he nodded in agreement.There was also a little smile on Lance's face. He relaxed his body, glanced at Gray casually, and then nodded to Gray's grandfather Cliff, expressing that he had no objection.
Jon, on the other hand, took the time to give Gray a look, signaling him not to worry.
In fact, Gray really has nothing to worry about.
Until Grandpa Gray happily announced that the matter was so confirmed, Gray still didn't express his opinion at all.Cliff almost couldn't wait to get this matter over so that he could go back to his room to rest as soon as possible. Anyone could see his perfunctory attitude.
"Is there nothing else?" Mrs. Cliff asked with a smile on behalf of her husband, who had already closed his eyes comfortably in the recliner.
Gray just wanted to say something, but Carlos had already spoken before him.
"There's nothing else to do, Mom, Gray is happy to take on the burden of the family."
Mrs Cliff smiled at her, nodded, and said, "I'd love to."
This sentence basically represented the end of this matter. She woke up her husband in the couch, and the two left the study with their arms intertwined.Lance and Jon also left, but Moya seemed to say something to Gray.But he thought for a while, and finally just smiled at Gray.
The study room was soon emptied, and Gray looked at Kaluti who was still sitting there leisurely, and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Mom..." He called out, trying to complain, but couldn't find any suitable words to express it.
In the end, he could only shake his head and sigh: "I can't be the patriarch."
Self-knowledge is the most important thing in a person. Gray knows his own abilities. He is not suitable for this job, nor can he do it.
Carotti looked at him, and suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Honey, you really resemble your father in this way. You will never imagine how important you are."
"Since they have no opinion, there is no one else who can take on this responsibility except you."
It wasn't until a long time later that Gray realized how much power was hidden behind Kaluodi's understated words at this time.But at that time, things had already moved in another irreversible direction, and no one knew what the end would look like.
But no matter what, the future is always to come.
But all of a sudden, it seemed that all the roads had been paved, leaving no reason for Gray to back down.
When he received the emperor's decree, Gray wondered if Asa had already arranged everything and only waited for the moment when he stood in front of him?
"His Majesty the Emperor will want to see you sooner or later, but he is too impatient."
Grey's grandfather, Cliff Dana Tislandi, with a lazy expression, glanced at the letter paper spread on the desk with a little dissatisfaction, and snorted softly.
This man, who was nearly seventy years old, could no longer see any signs of aging except for his gray hair.The years seem to have forgotten to flow on his body, forgetting to bring him to aging.He is in good health and full of energy. After retiring, he started a restless cultivation life.
He loves the different local conditions and customs in various places, and often appears in various places in the imperial capital in different identities.He travels around the world for three days every year, visiting his old friends and the scenery that others don't know.
He hated writing letters, and no one knew of the man's whereabouts except Gray's grandma, Mrs Cliffe.Sometimes he would take his wife to go out together. At this time, no one could really find them.
Cliff obviously just finished a trip. It is said that he went out alone on the day Gray returned to the imperial capital.Gray didn't know where he went, but judging from his current state, it was obviously a long and arduous journey.
Gray's grandma brought him coffee, and they gave each other a hug.Cliff nestled on the recliner, crossed his legs, and narrowed his eyes contentedly.
"Is everything going well?" Grandma Gray asked.
"Of course, although those guys are very old, they are still not so old that they have no brains." Cliff said, with a little complacency: "No one objected, and those who lived to that point are all smart. people."
Grandma Gray smiled, and said with a sigh of relief: "This is the best, and Gray will be much more relaxed in the future."
This was in Cliff's study room, where most of the core members of the Tislandi family were. Gray sat at the end of the long table and didn't hear what they were saying.But after Granny Gray finished saying this, she took a special look at Gray and nodded at him with a smile.
Gray was a little out of shape for a while, just looked at her blankly.It wasn't until Carodia secretly kicked him under the table that he stood up belatedly.
"I visited the patriarchs of several other big families and formally notified them of the candidate for our family's next patriarch." Cliff's eyes flicked across the people in the room, and finally returned to his wife.He still said lazily: "They really believe in my vision, so they don't have any objection to letting Ge Rui take my place."
Gray was completely empty for a moment, he felt that the world was too ridiculous.
But Cliff didn't give him time to react, he knocked on the table, and then asked, "Does anyone have any comments?"
Although the core members of the Tislandi family are all here, at the end of the day, apart from the Cliffs, Gray, Carodia, and Jon, the only ones left are the two older brothers of Gray's father. Lance ranked first, and Moya ranked second.
As for Gray's father, his busy clinic would never allow him time for family meetings.
So Gray almost subconsciously looked at the direction where his uncle and second uncle were sitting.
Moya was relatively close to Gray, he smiled at Gray, then shrugged and gave him a look of helplessness.He was a lively man, fond of painting and music, with a free spirit that only a certain type of artist has.To be honest, although Gray felt that he was not suitable to be a patriarch at all, but his second uncle was obviously not either.
In fact, Gray felt that the most suitable person to be the next patriarch was obvious.
He looked at Lance. The brown-haired man was talking to Jon beside him. Jon frowned slightly, shaking his head slightly with an expression of obvious disapproval.Lance is actually a few years younger than Jon, but when they are together, Lance, who is too serious, looks more like the elder of the gentle Jon.
Lance is the only one among Grandpa Gray's three sons who is involved in politics.Although he is ranked first, he is still unmarried and has been single until now.He is extremely sensitive to changes in information from the outside world, and has already established a complete network of relationships in the imperial capital.
In fact, the outside world has always felt that Gray himself thinks so, and that Lance is basically training him to become the next patriarch.
Lance patted Jon's shoulder and said something, Jon's expression became relaxed, and he nodded in agreement.There was also a little smile on Lance's face. He relaxed his body, glanced at Gray casually, and then nodded to Gray's grandfather Cliff, expressing that he had no objection.
Jon, on the other hand, took the time to give Gray a look, signaling him not to worry.
In fact, Gray really has nothing to worry about.
Until Grandpa Gray happily announced that the matter was so confirmed, Gray still didn't express his opinion at all.Cliff almost couldn't wait to get this matter over so that he could go back to his room to rest as soon as possible. Anyone could see his perfunctory attitude.
"Is there nothing else?" Mrs. Cliff asked with a smile on behalf of her husband, who had already closed his eyes comfortably in the recliner.
Gray just wanted to say something, but Carlos had already spoken before him.
"There's nothing else to do, Mom, Gray is happy to take on the burden of the family."
Mrs Cliff smiled at her, nodded, and said, "I'd love to."
This sentence basically represented the end of this matter. She woke up her husband in the couch, and the two left the study with their arms intertwined.Lance and Jon also left, but Moya seemed to say something to Gray.But he thought for a while, and finally just smiled at Gray.
The study room was soon emptied, and Gray looked at Kaluti who was still sitting there leisurely, and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Mom..." He called out, trying to complain, but couldn't find any suitable words to express it.
In the end, he could only shake his head and sigh: "I can't be the patriarch."
Self-knowledge is the most important thing in a person. Gray knows his own abilities. He is not suitable for this job, nor can he do it.
Carotti looked at him, and suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Honey, you really resemble your father in this way. You will never imagine how important you are."
"Since they have no opinion, there is no one else who can take on this responsibility except you."
It wasn't until a long time later that Gray realized how much power was hidden behind Kaluodi's understated words at this time.But at that time, things had already moved in another irreversible direction, and no one knew what the end would look like.
But no matter what, the future is always to come.
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