Chapter 176 Kingship and Choice

"Good appetite."

The Duke of Weimar, who had just sent His Majesty the King and the Prime Minister away, saw a scene that shocked him when he returned.

The child actually sat on the other side of Mr. Sollens's seat just now, and he didn't hesitate to cut up the Banya roast duck smoked with fruit charcoal at the front of the table with a table knife.

Behind him, the son of the Tilo family released a shocking look, puzzled by this behavior that completely broke his three views.

Not only him, few princes and nobles present dared to do such a thing.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the smiling expression of the Duke of Weimar. Tu Fu took the initiative to put away the knife and fork, stood up and bowed to him, "I'm sorry, Mr. Duke, sometimes hunger makes me lose my mind. I really shouldn't do this."

This is a half-truth, and only those who have tasted hunger know what kind of torture it is.

"It's better to have as much as you like, this will look like a real banquet."

The other party looked at him with admiring eyes. Duke Weimar has been very optimistic about this child since he saw him.

Young, intelligent and potential, together with unrestrained imagination and creativity, are also rare qualities for young students.

There are not many such people, but they are not too few. Every year, the kingdom produces a large number of young talents, and even the most powerful Delici Weimar has seen it.

What made him really interested was seeing him eating out of order after seeing off the king.

Even if the strange eyes around him fell, he didn't care, he still went his own way.

You know, let alone the most face-saving child at this age, there are some invisible rules that even adults dare not cross the line at will.

"Don't mind if I call you Tufu."

"My pleasure."

Seeing that Tu Fu was still enjoying the food, he lined his chin with his fingers, "Tu Fu, speaking of it, you remind me of someone."

"Prime Minister Sorance?"

Tu Fu raised his head and thought of another person to test.

"Yes, I believe you have seen it just now, Mr. Prime Minister has always been like this, he doesn't like rules, and he doesn't really follow rules, but he always likes to set rules for others to follow.

It's been like that since I was young, and it's still the same now. "

These words made Klan, who was behind Tufu, blushed slightly, coughed lightly, "Father did do a lot of ridiculous things when he was young."

Yes, what this world-famous Prime Minister did when he was young is quite ridiculous.

When the family was in decline, he was a gangster, engaged in fights, bet on horses, and fought, which can be said to have completely ruined the reputation of the Saurons family. The conspicuous scar on his face is said to be a wound to his honor when he went out to fight.

The few people who knew the truth understood that it was the price Thilo Sollens paid for losing a bet when he was young, but he refused to admit it and was beaten up.

The image of him being demonized by the outside world is not reliable.

"Sir, I would like to ask you something, what do you think about the perpetual motion machine?"

Tu Fu suddenly put down his knife and fork, and suddenly asked a question.

"Another great decision by His Majesty the King. Once that thing is born, it will be an invention that will last a lifetime. As His Majesty said, we will get more food and more ammunition than we can eat. Just thinking about it is enough to make people laugh." Excited."

The Duke of Weimar narrowed his eyes and said a polite remark, completely unable to guess his real thoughts.

But Tu Fu thought about it, and asked: "If the perpetual motion machine was the idea proposed by 'Mr. Prime Minister' from the very beginning..."

"In this case, I guess generators will probably occupy the Baier market now."

The Duke of Weimar's words are straightforward enough.

This is a battle between kingship and power.

It's not just these two people at the top of power who are comparing each other's achievements. In fact, King William II doesn't seem to care about right or wrong, he is just competing with Thilo.

Even if his choice is really wrong, he must obtain the support of the will of the whole people.

This is his country,

The Hohenzollern family must have the absolute right to speak.

Seeing Tu Fu's frowning, hesitating for some reason, the Duke gave him some advice.

"It's better to give up your idea for the time being, you are still too young. After graduation in a few years, this matter will probably have a result, and there will be no delay in making a decision."

It can be heard that the Duke of Weimar values ​​him very much, and these few words are enough to understand that this is not a game he can participate in.

It is better for the weak to protect themselves wisely, don't get involved in anything, don't join one of them, and don't be used as a weapon by His Majesty the King or the Prime Minister.

Only those who are strong enough to hold chips are called gamblers.

The Weimar family has the capital to enter the market, and also has the right to stud one of them. If they win, they will be happy for a hundred years, and even if they lose, they will just stay dormant for a few more years.

Without enough family background to support, it is better to wait and see in the dark until the day when there is a final conclusion.

"Thank you for your answer." Tu Fu got up again and bowed to him, expressing his gratitude for the other party's point of view.

After slightly shaking his head, Duke Weimar left with a satisfied smile.

A smart child knows how to do this by just mentioning a few words.

"Good job, big man."

It wasn't until the Duke left that Kelan came from behind with a playful smile and patted Tufu on the shoulder a few times.

The purpose of letting Tu Fu come here is to let him meet the guests at the banquet and to broaden his network of contacts. How did he know that this guy's outstanding performance, he directly talked to the king, and now he is appreciated by the Duke. not simple.

Even his father seemed to be very optimistic about Tu Fu. If such a person is not a big shot, whoever is.

"However, your dancing skills are half of other abilities. I guess you must be the top master in ballroom dancing now."

Hearing Kelan's unabashed ridicule, Tu Fu couldn't help but glance at him, and after chuckling lightly,

Then he quoted a sentence that Prime Minister Sorens said in the past, "Whenever you want to criticize others, remember that not everyone has your conditions..."

"Please, Tu Fu, stop talking."

When he heard this sentence, Kelan covered his head in an instant, and the shadow area in his mind began to double.

The way to get along with this son-in-law is really simple. Whenever he gets carried away, he will move out Prime Minister Sorens,

It's been tried and tested.

Seeing his young classmate holding his head in some kind of hesitant pain, Tu Fu nodded in satisfaction, and after bidding farewell to Miss Weimar, his food tour came to an end.

Standing up, Tu Fu did not forget to ask the servants here before leaving.

"Hello, please help me pack these things, get me a box, take this, this, and this..."

It was the first time for the servants of the palace building in the central city to encounter such a request, so they could only follow his request.

Not only did the young guest use the banquet, he even had to pack it now.

This is not a question, but an order. No one has ever done this before. Even Mr. Prime Minister just tastes some exquisite dishes, but he will not do such a thing.

I saw that Tu Fu didn't respond to this matter, and he didn't notice that the servant had a strange expression on his face, and he pointed out his fingers to the most expensive desserts on the plate.

If there is something to choose, then pack the meal in a hardcover box. The whole process is smooth and smooth, without any affectation.

The servant in charge of meals could not help pressing his palms to his face.

God,

This guy literally thinks it's a restaurant.

Tu Fu was not ready to set off until all this was done.

Target: University of Göttinghagen.