Chapter 685 Origin and Starting Point

The coffee fell on Stumble's face and on the tablecloth, soaking the sunlight and making spots.

Yes, he sprayed His Excellency the General in the face.

Eileen's face was very red, and her hands were also very red, as if a fire was burning under her skin, like a piece of red plum sprinkled in the white snow, she was instantly charming.

He didn't expect, no matter what, he never expected that such words would come out of Miss Elena's mouth when he just met. She is only 15 years old, just the age to weave flower crowns with her youth and dreams. As a well-educated girl, how could she say such a thing?

He swears to God, the face in the mirror is very ordinary, really ordinary, this is a conclusion he has come to after seeing it thousands of times... Oh no, it is the truth.

Is it just such a face that is neither handsome nor ugly that makes Elena fall in love at first sight?

He doesn't believe it, only a fool believes it!

He knew why she said that, because someone taught her that the phrase "I will work hard" was for him as well as for herself.

This is not a simple meeting, this is a forced marriage, of course, in the form of being gentle and obedient.

After all, Steinbel did not give up this clumsy method.

Admittedly, it's lame, but it's undeniably effective because they've tapped into their soft spots and started learning to play the emotional card.

Generals such as Creston, Stanbel, and Carter Buonarroti absolutely did not have such scheming intentions. I am afraid that only the governor of "Aitiya", the old guy who habitually wears white gloves, would think To come up with such a "poisonous" plan is to give yourself a good hand.

Elena is only fifteen or sixteen years old, if she rejects her request immediately, it may have a negative impact on her growth.

No matter from the attitude towards old Benny and others. He also avenged Meng Haoyu, McDowell and others, and killed the "Georgian" nobles in a fit of anger because of Bai Hao and Roy's affairs. It can be seen that he is a very soft-hearted person towards his own people.

So, these brazen guys actually made a cute girl have the courage to say that.

She is like a water elf, clean without any impurities.

Is he ruthless enough to refuse?

He couldn't bear it. But he couldn't promise her.

Some people's marriages are political deals,

Some people's marriage is a power-for-money transaction. He won't do this, not to mention that he hasn't even settled Zhou Ai and Claire, so what qualifications and reason do he have to mess around again.

Everyone has the love of beauty, but not all beauty can be embraced, just like the starlight because it is far away. It is so beautiful that it shocks people's hearts. Once approached rashly, the heat will burn people to ashes.

"These words... Who did you learn from?"

He was facing Elena, but he was scanning Bafil from the corner of his eye.

The old man drooped his eyelids, as if dozing off. He is obviously different from Stumble, Creston and others. The face is very clean, without age spots, and there are not many wrinkles. I think I spend a lot of time on this face on weekdays.

It is said that he was very handsome when he was young, and he was a famous little boy with a noble face in the Duke of Kenar.

Elena said: "No, they...they just suggested this way, the real decision right...is in my own hands."

"I wanted to do that, so...that's why I said that."

"You want to do this?" Tang Fang looked away. Looking at her with a look of astonishment: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"I...I know." She bit her lip and said, her eyes were shining with a kind of firm light, which was only matched with a little childishness on the brow. It looks so cute that it can't be taken seriously.

"I think it's probably politics," she said.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl said the word "politics", it's not cute, it's very sad.

Tang Fang felt that at her age, she should pursue some beautiful and unattainable things like Tang Yun, and enjoy the youthful years and great years to the fullest. Instead of being kidnapped by such heavy things as "politics".

He shook his head, trying to smile wryly. But he found that he couldn't laugh no matter what, and the muscles on his face seemed to be stiff.

There was a look of sadness on her face. The bright eyes were also clouded: "You must think I'm naive... Maybe it's funny, but please don't doubt my determination... Marry me? I will learn to be a good wife, just like Just like those Orientals in ancient books."

Stanbell and Creston stared directly at the sun that seemed to be stagnant on the long table, like petrification.

The dull atmosphere once again filled the entire room, and then was ignited by the strong sunlight, which turned into a flame without temperature, drowning everything around the long table.

Tang Fang didn't reply, he just pushed away the chair and stood up, left the position filled with sunlight, walked to Elena and squatted down, staring into her rain-like eyes.

Under the sun, there are dust particles dancing lightly, glowing with soft golden color, wandering quietly in front of him and her.

He stretched out his hand, put it on the sea of ​​coffee, rubbed her head casually, and said with a smile: "Eileen, you are still young...I promise you, when you grow up and become sensible, I will marry you your."

After speaking, he gently pecked her forehead, got up and walked out the door.

Tang Lin then left his seat and followed with steps.

Elena raised her hand, subconsciously wanting to touch her forehead, but stopped halfway, with hesitation and confusion in her eyes.

Stabel's body softened slowly, and a smile climbed onto his face, looking a little more angry.

Carter Buonarotti drank the cold cup of coffee in front of him, and his movements looked like drinking, not a cup of coffee.

"On behalf of the people of the Duchy of Kenar, thank you, Miss Elena."

Creston walked up to her, knelt down on one knee, and performed a very standard knight salute.

Tang Fang's words were like giving them a reassurance.

Marriage, a thing whose main content is the union of a man and a woman, is sometimes regarded as a transaction, but more often it is a bond to maintain the needs of certain people.

Born in a wealthy family, the so-called freedom is sometimes really a luxury.

Elena stared blankly at the sunlight that illuminated everything after Tang Fang moved away. They are bright, but not warm.

At the moment of hearing that sentence, she was not happy. There is a faint sense of loss and sadness, which is not to the point of crying, and it is impossible to maintain a calm mood. It is a feeling that you want to cry but can't.

She wanted to hear such words very much, but she didn't want to hear such words.

This is not a contradiction. Because she is a person with an emotional side and a rational side.

She didn't dislike Tang Fang, nor did she like it, but she didn't understand Tang Fang. In other words, it is just based on the description of him by Stanbel and others.

On the other hand, she knows what kind of problem the Duchy of Kenal is facing now, and what kind of situation the entire United Kingdom of Turanx is like.

The dukedom she inherited was neither riches nor glory, but a heavy burden. Enough to crush her to pieces. Although there are Stumble, Creston and others supporting them, their strength is far from enough.

Tang Fang's power is indispensable.

At her own expense, she had to tie the Duchy of Kenar to the chariot of "Morning Star Forging". Because what she, Creston, Stanbel and others are plotting is not only to overcome the current difficulties, but also to rely on Tang Fang's power for future reforms, balances, conquests, and restrictions.

Only by becoming his wife, or his fiancée, is it justifiable.

Stanbel, Creston and others are generals. In fact, under a system like the United Kingdom of Turanx, the so-called generals more or less have the attributes of "politicians".

Since it has the attribute of "politician". It is natural to use politicians to solve non-military problems.

Elena is a young girl. Because of her responsibilities, background, and everyone's expectations, she has to sacrifice her own life to undertake such a political marriage.

Very cruel and helpless.

She is very smart. He is more mature than his peers, although he is still immature in the face of Tang Fang and Stanbel. But I still forced myself to muster up the courage and learn to accept it. to get used to this cruelty.

Since I have chosen such a path, even if I shed tears, I must go on.

She's amazing, just like her father.

………………

Throw a clean pearl into a dirty sewer, will it still be clean?

Tang Fang walked very slowly, and his leather boots made a dull thumping sound as they stepped on the shiny ground in the corridor.

Tang Lin chased up from behind and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to marry her?"

Tang Fang said: "I am ashamed to see their efforts and sacrifices. Don't you think they are very similar to Grant and Claire? Although they come from different backgrounds, the light in their eyes is the same."

"It's just that...politics will destroy her."

"Oh." He sighed, and said, "I said it, I'm ashamed."

Tracing back to the root cause, Elena was dragged into the water by him. If it hadn't been for what he said at the beginning, how could Stumble and Creston have hit the girl with the idea of ​​inheritance.

When he saw the blue sky washed by water in the depths of her eyes, he began to regret it.

He really shouldn't have involved such a clean girl in the political storm of the United Kingdom of Turanx.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world.

Elena agreed to inherit the Duke's position, willing to be a pawn in his hand.

Now that the girl said such a request in front of everyone, Yu Qing, he couldn't bear to hurt her feelings, Yu Li, he felt guilty towards her and should make up for it.

He can only agree to come down.

So, Bafil's emotional card is really beautiful.

Stanbell and Creston's lobbying for so long ended in failure, but Elena's words of great courage over shyness left him nowhere to retreat.

Tang Lin was silent for a while and asked, "You marry her, what about Claire and Freya?"

The road leading to the sealed port where the "Angel" is located is very deserted, and even the light in the corridor is somewhat dim.

Tang Fang was silent for a long time, until the "Angel" was in the distance, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "I won't marry her."

"Then why did you promise her?"

"I'm just saying wait until she grows up and becomes sensible. It's just that in my opinion, she still has a long way to go when she grows up, and she still has a long way to go to understand."

A wry smile appeared on Tang Lin's face: "Brother, is it really good for you to play word games like this?"

He grabbed the armrest in front of him and looked at the behemoth that almost occupied the entire harbor: "Actually, all those people in Stamber want is a link between the 'Morning Star Foundry' and the Duchy of Cornal. When all of Congreve's political ambitions are realized, It makes no difference whether I marry Elena or not."

"I believe that at that time she will find her own happiness."

Tang Lin looked at his profile for a long time. Said: "Brother, thank you for your hard work."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because I never think as much as you do. It seems that...you didn't think so before, but after coming back from the front, you have changed a lot. I know that part of this change is due to experience, but more is forced have no choice."

"Now, the burden on your shoulders is even heavier, but I can't help you share anything."

He smiled gratifiedly. Said: "Tang Lin, you have really grown up."

After finishing speaking, a playful smile suddenly appeared on his face: "You can, you can help me share some things."

"Brother, tell me. As long as I can do it." Tang Lin said, patting his chest.

"Go get Elena...she's nice."

"This is the 'Zuo Angel'? It is indeed more spacious than the 'Morning Star'." Tang Lin didn't seem to hear.

"It's more than spacious. It's a small space station." Tang Fang smiled, without saying a word, and walked towards the connecting passage: "Let's go, get on board, and let them show you our new flagship."

Tang Lin said: "Well, we will go to the viewing cabin as soon as we get off the boat. I haven't met Bai Hao and Roy yet."

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Tang Fang and Tang Lin returned to the "Angel". Elena was lured by Creston to a bedroom to rest.

Steinbel rushed to the command center to settle related matters. Bafil, who had not spoken during the meeting, did not rush back to "Aitia" immediately, but came to a landscape area in the military port.

There are man-made gurgling streams. There are also shady green bamboos, and the sky is a non-dazzling virtual sun, illuminating the only green space in this steel city.

It was late at night, and the landscape area looked a little deserted. The plants stretched their branches and swayed gently with the breeze blowing from the central air conditioner.

A man was sitting on a bench near the fountain. The not-so-dense leaves of the laurel tree cast a dappled shadow on her shoulders and side face.

She took off the black myopia on the bridge of her nose and put it on the title page of a book on her right.

The words "Unbearable Lightness of Being" became somewhat scattered under the mirror light. Like the sunlight that settles on the treetops in the afternoon.

"sit down."

Bafil sat on her left, staring at the bright but poisonous stamens of an oleander opposite.

"He agreed?"

"He said yes."

"..."

Then there was a silence.

The wind continued to blow. Send flowers and moisture.

"Is it really okay for you to do this?" Bafil's clean face showed a bit of fatigue, not only because of his advanced age and suffering from long nights of suffering, but also because of heavy government affairs and physical and mental fatigue.

Kyrenia brushed away her long hair that was blown by the wind, and said, "I'm just doing what I think is right... Tang Fang, he's too emotional, it's not good."

Yes, the strategy of getting Elena to propose in person did not come from Buffel, but from her.

"Anyway, I want to thank you."

She didn't answer immediately, she looked up and swept across the small floating island in the viewing area, watching the flowing water flow into silver lines, and the clear pool below splashed crystal water.

The moisture refracts the brilliance from the virtual sun, spreading out fragmented rainbows.

"You're welcome, we just take what we need."

Bafil smiled helplessly: "Should I be so indifferent?"

"I should have died a long time ago." She calmly watched the water rise and fall, and then fell into powder, with sadness welling up on her brows: "It's just that there are still some unfulfilled wishes."

"I suddenly envied Harrington."

"Ha...Lin...Dun..." She whispered that person's name softly, with sadness flooding her face like a tide.

He knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, thought for a while, and changed the subject: "He is really lucky to have a friend like you."

The "he" in this sentence is not Harrington Harris, but Tang Fang.

Kyrenia smiled wryly and shook her head: "Isn't this my luck, no...our luck."

"Yes." Bafil rubbed his slightly cold old legs, looked up at the sky, and said in a low and slow voice, "The old duke can rest in peace."

She picked up the myopia on her right hand, held the book "The Unbearable Lightness of Being" in her arms, got up and walked towards the entrance of the viewing area.

"It's too humid here, it's not good for your health."

Bafil didn't move, still looking up at the imaginary clouds in the sky, as if Congreve was smiling at him.

He was the person the old duke relied on the most, and the person he trusted the most. He was also his best friend, comrade in arms, and...a drinking buddy.

Kyrenia stepped on the bluestone path leading to the side door, and disappeared in the place covered by green bamboos.

Although she boarded the "Morning Star" not long ago, she was already one of the few people who knew Tang Fang's character best.

She knew that it was impossible for him to agree to Creston's proposal. Elena was still young, so it would be immoral to do so, and he couldn't ignore Claire's feelings, and he hated mixing marriage with politics even more.

Even if things have developed to such a point, he is still used to being an ordinary person, trying to be worthy of everyone and his own heart.

Is this possible? This is impossible!

Kyrenia knows those helplessness and the cruelty of fate better than anyone else.

If "Morning Star Casting" is just "Morning Star Casting", it will never become a wave that pushes history forward.

If Tang Fang was just a businessman, he would never be able to truly realize the ideals of Grant, Claire, Churchill and others.

"Morning Star Foundry" must continue to grow, but not only in the business field, Tang Fang also needs to change his self-positioning, instead of relying on those little cleverness.

He must radiate his political prestige, so that when everyone mentions "Morning Star Casting", they think of not a company, but a political idea.

Only in this way will he have the capital to truly redeem the people of Monya, instead of just destroying the Stewart family with violence like a group of strongmen who kill but don't bury, but are unable to create a century.

In Kyrenia's eyes, "Dilar" is an origin, not a starting point.

His real starting point should be here, in "Aradelle".

……………(to be continued)