Chapter 27 The Problem of Inheritance

Gawain met the prince in the reception room, and at the same time Rebecca, who was pulled by Gawain to meet the world, was also present.

Edmund Moren, the most respected son of the current King Francis II of Anzu. Gawain didn't know this prince before, but for this trip to the royal capital, he specially asked Heidi and Viscount Andrew to supplement a lot of knowledge about the contemporary royal family, so he knew a lot about the contemporary royal family.

Francis II is old now, but he has few children. Apart from his youngest son, Edmund Moen, he has only one son and one daughter. Among them, the eldest son, Wales, has extremely mediocre qualifications, and is cowardly and not good at scheming. It is the heart disease of the old king, but the old king had only one son in the first half of his life, so Wales was established as the crown prince for seventeen years, but later, Francis II came old and got a son, a favored concubine. He gave birth to a pair of twin children, Princess Veronica Moen and Prince Edmund Moen.

Compared with the mediocre eldest son Welsh, the twins can be said to be born out of nowhere, and they have shown outstanding talent at a very young age-both martial arts and wisdom are highly praised by their court teachers. The old king, who had been worrying about the issue of heirs, was rescued in this way. Without any hesitation, he revoked his eldest son's crown prince status and prepared to transfer the right of inheritance to his new children.

There was no objection from the court and the public, and even the Prince of Wales accepted this arrangement indifferently.

The inheritance of Ansu's throne is not limited to men and women, but in the end, the identity of the crown prince still falls on Edmund Moen, not because the old king arranged so, but Princess Veronica voluntarily announced her abandonment before the announcement of the new crown prince. The succession to the throne, and converted to the Church of the Holy Light, became a nun in the Cathedral of Glory (now promoted to high priest), this is obviously the result of prearrangement - the old king logically sent blessings to his daughter , and sent her to the church, and then established Edmund as the crown prince, so the inheritance of the Ansu royal family was completed in a fairly stable situation.

Many people think that Princess Veronica's "conversion" is actually a move of the royal family. Through this method, King Ansu has placed high-ranking members of royal blood in the self-contained Holy Light Church, and one gave up. The princess who had the right to the throne, who was devoted to the God of the Light, was indeed a figure that the Church could not refuse—both symbolically and profitably. But at the same time, there are also opposite opinions, believing that this is a sign of the increased influence of the Church of the Holy Light and the erosion of the royal family.

There are a lot of holders of both opinions, but in Gawain's opinion, they should all belong to strategic cheaters, after all, they are all just blind BBs...

Gawain was not interested in the division of interests behind these royal stories—or rather, he was not at the level of thinking about these divisions of interests, so he just focused his attention on the young people in front of him.

Edmund Moen is a very beautiful man, with both a heroic temperament and a calm bookish atmosphere. His behavior is like a textbook standard. After meeting, just saying hello, Gawain whispered to Rebecca. : "Did you see it, learn it - don't just think about sticking people with big fireballs all day long."

Rebecca wanted to remind her ancestors that he was the one who pushed himself to hit people with fireballs just now, but he didn't dare to say a word for fear of being beaten.

Edmund had a thoughtful and decent smile on his face: "I hope you can get used to living here. If there is something wrong with the servants and maids, you can tell the housekeeper James directly."

"Don't worry, there's nothing I'm more used to than living in my own home," Gawain sat down on the high-back chair, "You guys keep this place pretty well, basically the same as it was seven hundred years ago... You even I also restored my favorite tea set, which is really good. Sit down, you're welcome.

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"Keeping the hero's former home is to defend our glory," Edmund said with curiosity and respect, "I don't want to be afraid of your jokes. I grew up listening to your stories, and I even collected a set that you used in the past. The replicas of the weapons and armors I have used are in the room, and I imagine that one day I will be able to expand the territory and defend the people like you... Unfortunately, whether you are a crown prince or a king, you can't live so casually. "

Gawain looked up and down the Prince's Highness several times, until the other party moved uncomfortably and said, "Is there something wrong with me?"

"Talk to me and let go, don't be like facing an old-fashioned old man," Gawain waved his hand, "I died for seven hundred years, but I was only thirty-five years old when I died, and I wasn't much older than you. "

Edmund showed a bit of embarrassment: "Uh, you're right, I can't help adding those seven hundred years to your age..."

"There must still be a generation gap of seven hundred years," Gao Wen smiled, "For example, when we talked back then, we were much more straightforward than modern people, as long as we had a fight or a drink together, we could get to the point, but modern times People have to be polite for half a day."

Edmund was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed, as if relieved: "I just said, you won't be as difficult to deal with as my father thinks - he also told me to pay attention to etiquette for a long time. I told him that too much nonsense is going to be annoying."

"Look, I like this way of speaking very much," Gao Wen nodded, "Let's just say it directly, you came here today to find out what to do with me?"

"...you're going too far..."

"The ancients are outspoken," Gawain waved his hand, and said in his heart that those guys who had been dead for hundreds of years wouldn't jump out of their graves to beat him, at least on the human society side, he was the only one who could arrange the ancients at will. How come it was suitable, "So you don't have to hide it - your father sent you here to find out what I was going to do when I suddenly jumped out of the grave, right?"

Edmund shrugged: "That's not what the father meant - he is very cautious, and even if he wanted to understand your purpose, he wouldn't send me directly to ask such a reckless thing. This is my own meaning, and I'm really curious about your intentions."

Gawain motioned for the other party to continue speaking.

"It's been so long since you woke up, you must have known that many things have changed in the past seven hundred years, especially... a hundred years ago," Edmund said, glanced at Rebecca, " Are you here for the benefit of the Cecil family?"

"This question is too general. I'm definitely here for the interests of the Cecil family, but what part of the interests is the point?" Gawain glanced at the prince, "From my point of view, what I can ask for is not enough. Less, the most direct - the Cecil family's hereditary dukedom and the Southern fief is a big point to discuss, isn't it?"

Edmund was stunned for a moment, as if he was not sure whether Gawain's words were serious, but he still forced a smile and replied: "Your title and fief have been inherited by your descendants after your death, Then your descendants violated the laws of the kingdom and were unable to continue to retain their titles and fiefs, all of which were carried out within the framework of the laws of the kingdom..."

Gawain adjusted his posture, approached Edmund, and said with a half-smile: "Yes, according to the law of the kingdom, but according to the law, my heirs can only fully inherit my title and fief after my death, while in my While alive, only my eldest son has my second-level title and has limited 'legal authority' (note), and all the descendants of Cecil except the eldest son only have the status of nobility, not the Have any juridical powers - obviously I'm alive now, and nothing in the Ansu law mentions how a person who comes back from the dead is supposed to define when his right of inheritance takes effect and when lapsed, and how the conflict that arises between the validity and the invalidation period should be defined.”

(The legal authority, in Ansu law, refers to the right of qualified descendants of nobles to act in the name of the family, to enjoy the corresponding privileges and to bear the corresponding risk responsibilities.)

Edmund: "?!"

Gawain spread his hands: "So the first step is not valid - inheritance is invalid, the Grumman from a hundred years ago should neither be a marquis, nor should he have any legal authority over the Cecil family, you guys It's just taking from someone who doesn't have the right to inherit what he doesn't have at all."

Rebecca stared blankly at her old ancestor, never expecting this step to happen, and Amber, who was eavesdropping on her ear in the next room, turned her head and glanced at Knight Byron: "It's amazing - it's better than I'm still shameless!"

His Royal Highness Prince Edmund in front of Gawain was on the verge of collapse, his mouth twitched, and for a while he choked out a sentence: "But who would have thought that you would suddenly come back to life when the law was enacted... not to mention , you have indeed died once."

"So, when you talk to me, put aside those logics and laws, they will be invalid when I lift up the coffin," Gao Wen laughed, "Of course I'm not targeting those who have been The confiscated fief and the title of my descendants came from. I know what the prodigal did a hundred years ago. If it was me, I would also kill him. The royal family's judgment is not wrong, and I do not intend to overturn it. I just want you to know that if I really want to talk to you about the inheritance interests of the Cecil family in the words of the Kingdom Code, there are so many tricks to talk about - who makes the right of inheritance? A lot of the articles in the book revolve around whether I will die or not?"

"Okay, okay, I understand," Edmund raised his hand in surrender, "you said just now that people from seven hundred years ago were honest and not good at detours, but now it seems that you are probably better than my debate tutor. Still difficult."

"Not only have I experienced the barbaric years of Ansu, I have also experienced the heyday of the Gondor Empire, so don't underestimate the ancients 700 years ago," Gawain pouted, "When we were barbaric, we were able to drink blood. , we can give a wine thirty-six names when we are elegant, and each name is accompanied by a sonnet."

"...This is really powerful," Edmund said with conviction, "Then can we talk in detail about what you are going to talk to my father at noon tomorrow..."

Gawain nodded, and said in his heart that it was as he thought, compared to the meeting in the public at noon tomorrow, today is probably the real negotiation link...