Chapter 1631 Frogampfog (XIX)
No. 1g&fog (nineteen)
The clown wears fancy clothes and dances in the street,
We followed him on horseback, watching him dance and sing:
Dear virtuous and dignified adults, I would like to introduce my noble and virtuous master,
He was a prince from a neighboring country who came to propose to the princess because he heard about her beauty.
Passersby looked at us. They seemed to recognize the former Guards officer and pointed at him.
Roland looked determined and unmoved.
Archers and ball kings, when people don't need it, they will abandon what is of no use to them.
It has nothing to do with love or fear, as long as they feel that their needs are far away, until danger is imminent,
If their beloved football king cannot defend the country, people will abandon him.
Therefore, you don’t need to take it too seriously whether the people’s temperament is good or bad.
Everyone must have a home they can return to.
Even though the masses were stirred up by the rebels,
If you think about your family and the consequences for them, you will be timid and weak.
That way they have nothing to fear.
Anger can make people do anything,
There is nothing more terrifying than an unruly mob with no regard for leaders.
Having a leader is not necessarily a good thing.
Of course, some people can be bribed through agreements, and some people can also unite the masses and think about means of defense and offense.
They did not expel you;
I looked at the people on the roadside and said to Roland,
Contempt and humiliate a presumptuous person. This law applies everywhere.
Roland said: I am not presumptuous.
I said: You have defied the king's order of expulsion. If you were in my country, you would have been arrested before entering the city.
Roland was a little shocked.
I said: God also likes strong people. You don’t need to pretend to be sympathetic.
That way when you kill an old friend you don't have to worry about others condemning you for doing so wrong, you can respond by telling them that you killed a new enemy.
Roland nodded solemnly.
I look at this person who is useful to me at the moment and am satisfied that he has hidden all the sentimental memories.
Pausanias was not the one who inflicted harm on his enemy with the Angry Avatar after seeing him sealed with impunity.
but turned to Philip, who did not avenge him.
Pausanias slew Philip on the happy morning when his daughter was to be married,
This example deserves the attention of all rulers.
People who were hurt sometimes did not think of revenge for themselves, but raised the banner of righteousness and killed the king who could not uphold justice.
In this way, even if he himself fails, others who have been treated unfairly will imitate him in the hope of revenge.
Most people can see that there are reasons why some people go to ruin or become great.
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Severus stared at Gongsei.
"What do you see me doing?" Gong Saiyi asked inexplicably.
"I'm waiting for you to show that 'feeling' you mentioned." Severus said glibly.
"You don't believe me?" Gong Saiyi asked.
Severus said nothing and Gongsei looked very unhappy.
"You think I'm lying to you?"
"Tell me, how many books are there?" Severus looked around at the bookshelves filled with books, which almost formed a sea of books. "And you found this one among so many books?"
"I admit, this is incredible, but it doesn't mean that I want to harm you." Gong Saiyi said calmly, raising his hands.
"How did you do it?"
Gongsei glanced at Severus and began to shuttle between the bookshelves, his fingertips tracing the spine of a book as if walking through a wheat field.
People are accustomed to looking for wheat ears that meet their requirements by visual inspection in wheat fields, but they have never thought about the feelings of wheat ears. Maybe they are unwilling to be picked by this passerby.
At this time, if you close your eyes, or rely on touch to touch the books, and treat them as alive, you will have a wonderful feeling, as if you met a person in the vast sea of people. Although the words cannot make a sound, they are still alive. It is still a carrier that can convey information into your brain just like sound.
Sometimes you meet a wise man, and sometimes you meet a boring person whose writing is as dry as his soul.
Reading what he writes is like a face, and because it abandons people's modification of appearance and will not be affected by halo and prejudice, you will feel that you are in a different world with your eyes.
Sometimes you will pass by a "person", and his or her hand will suddenly grab your fingertips, as if striking up a conversation, hoping that you will stay and say a few words to him or her, so that you know each other, even if you are in different time and space, Different countries.
There is a "fan language" among young women in Spain. This is a custom in social situations. Women will use the exquisite fans on their hands to convey subtle words.
For example, she opened all her fans, put them in front of her face and fanned them gently, while looking at the other person, meaning she was waiting for me.
Or she covers her right cheek with the open fan, which means "yes",
When she puts the open handle of the hand fan to her lips, it means you can kiss me.
Not being able to read their language will not only result in missing an encounter, but may even lead to ridicule by them.
As he gets older, a boy will not always be a boy. He will also have to enter social situations and learn to understand these silent languages.
It's like a book in a library, waiting for people to open it carefully and read it carefully.
Gong Saiyi suddenly stopped, as if someone had hooked his fingertips.
He looked back at Severus, who reached out and took the book off the shelf. It was an English book, which was considered a foreign language in the French library, and it had been there for some years. Covered with dust.
"Another book about Richard the Lionheart," Severus said, turning to a random page.
It mentions the fateful entanglement between the Assassin, Saladin and Richard.
Saladin had to leave his magnificent palace and sleep in a special wooden house because he was afraid of being assassinated by assassins.
To use an old Eastern proverb, there is no room for others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch.
Of course, you can't keep people who affect your sleep quality, but the assassins are agile, and the killers do have their uses. Even though he was worried, Saladin still did not send troops to eradicate those assassins.
The reason why Severus could easily turn to this page was because there was a card sandwiched in the book. The red paint on it almost soaked into the page, making it look like blood.
"What's written on it?" Severus handed the card to Gong Saiyi.
"The Cunning Rabbit Tavern." Gong Saiyi said, looking at the card.
"What's the meaning?"
"How do I know?" Gong Saiyi said.
Severus looked at him rudely.
"You know what? If you continue to doubt me, then you can do it alone." Gong Saiyi said angrily, turning around and leaving.
"Don't you think this is all a coincidence?" Severus asked. "It's like someone deliberately arranged it."
Gong Saiyi looked back at him.
"I'm afraid this is another trap." Severus said pitifully, "The heart of Richard the Lion-Hearted is in Rouen Cathedral. You know how important the heart is in the Egyptian resurrection rituals."
"I think this is a superstition. It is impossible for a Muggle to be resurrected." Gong Saiyi said, "Even Voldemort's resurrection feels like a nightmare to me."
"Let's look for it. Is Napoleon's heart in his chest?" Severus took out the mirror he just got. "The person who gave it to me said it was very good at finding things."
"It's all over, why is there still someone thinking about him?" Gong Saiyi said with some pain.
Severus hesitated to speak.
He looked down at the mirror. His face was not reflected in the mirror, but a huge red sarcophagus. It seemed that this meant that the heart of the wild lion was still where it should be?