Chapter 424 The Mosquitoes in the Capital Are Harmful to People

"Look, you are indeed more powerful now than before. Then I have another good news to tell you."

After all, the other party could be regarded as a family member of the patient, so Ji Ming briefly explained his visit to the Sun King today.

After concealing the decadent and backward content about arranged marriage, he fast-forwarded directly to the most critical part of the conversation.

"Although His Majesty is indifferent, he is your grandfather after all. It's just that the situation in the court is complicated and his relatives have a great influence. He is old and lacks determination, so he is a little hesitant."

"And now, I saved his life, so I took the opportunity to give some advice, so now he is a little shaken about this matter."

"Then what you have to do next is to wait and see what happens. Don't be too aggressive or incompetent. Don't give them an excuse to exaggerate your threat, and give His Majesty enough reasons to promote you..."

Eleanor: "Uh...huh?"

She could understand the logic in Ji Ming's words, but it was too abstract.

At least she couldn't figure it out for Shuangshang, who still had huge room for improvement even though she was growing.

Ji Ming had no choice but to give another hint.

"What the great nobles are worried about is simply that you will follow the old path of caring for your parents, go to the west of the kingdom to cause trouble, and have fierce exchanges of opinions with the people of the deep forest, causing their pampered noble life to be broken."

"In other words, their concerns actually lie with the king's power."

"Kingdom..."

After all, it was Lao Qixia who had been hanging out in the royal capital for more than ten years, and Eleanor slipped out almost subconsciously.

"So what I should be leaning toward is the equivalent of royal power... religious power?"

Oh, IQ is growing very fast. I can take the college entrance examination and attack 985 or 211.

But Ji Ming was still lamenting that his accomplices... associates... allies support plan was finally about to succeed.

But Eleanor's eyes suddenly lit up and she said excitedly.

"Ji Ming, are you so nice to me!?"

…

It’s broken, there’s something wrong!

Ji Ming quickly interrupted.

"What do you understand?"

Eleanor also realized that her imagination seemed a bit too beautiful, and she froze the smile on her face.

"Well, I thought you were going to write a new instruction manual and add my name to it."

"What? You don't think so...she's quite beautiful."

silence.

"Okay, actually it's pretty much the same."

Originally, according to Ji Ming's arrangement, he had already stayed in the mountain for seven days, and he should spend more time in the capital in the next period of time.

Examine the situation of the nobles, the situation of the royal family, and the players' plans after entering Qixia City, so that they can be fully prepared to deal with potential impacts in the future.

It only took a damn day, this, no, this piece of shit! Just let him see enough.

The high-end game and the mess are mixed together, like just eating chili and then drinking ice water. On a hot day, you are covered in stinky sweat and the air conditioner is blowing.

If things like this happen a few more times today, it will be difficult for Ji Ming to live longer.

In this case, instead of continuing to sit in jail in the royal capital, it is better to go back to the mountain and continue to give lectures to those Holy Light friends who are really amiable now that I think about it.

Stay peacefully for seven days, and when the big insects and little pigs in the southern part of the kingdom are ready to form a group to kill the players, you can find a way to go down the mountain.

...However, these lectures should still be based on instruction and indoctrination as a supplement. At least you can't just sit there and give lectures. Doing so will not cultivate talents.

What’s more, I only know how to learn it on paper, but I know that this matter must be practiced in detail.

If you can have someone who has already practiced it as a teaching assistant and share his personal experience with everyone, the effect will definitely be better!

So who will this lucky contestant be?

The archbishop is definitely not good, it will make everyone too nervous.

Neither can Hekmadia. As the special envoy of the Holy See who hastily met with Ji Ming, he is still busy leading the Pegasus knights to patrol the southern part of the kingdom.

Therefore, the only answer is Eleanor, who has completely become an idler since leaving Sunshine City.

In this way, when the assessment is held in May, the Archbishop will also have something to say.

"Look, isn't Xiaonuo doing a great job? He can share new knowledge with everyone, and he also kindly gives lectures to everyone. He is obviously a capable person!"

After hearing this, the Sun King must have been very happy. After he finished the remaining spirit-gathering liquid in the bottle, he took out the map on the spot.

"A reward for a good job! A fief, a fief! Give my dear niece a big one!"

Damn it, is this going to be a direct decision?

Whether it's to highlight their presence or because they really don't want another pair of annoying long songs, the nobles will definitely object immediately.

"Oh, long live my Lord, this is absolutely impossible to do! Your Highness's holy nature is still the same, and you haven't experienced a decent aristocratic education. What should you do if you destroy the fief and cause turmoil?"

Then on the church side, our Pope can stand up and support us, he said.

"His Royal Highness is of pure nature and good conduct. He has long planned to convert to our religion. Our Lord is merciful and cherishes talents and good deeds. He has specially asked me to give him the title of saint, so that he can be respected by the public and enjoy the treatment of a bishop."

So the nobles changed their minds and thought, Oh! It turns out that Eleanor has officially joined the Holy Light Church.

Then according to the model of separation of the king and the church, even if she is made a princess, her position and influence will definitely be more inclined towards the church rather than the secular world.

At that time, as long as her fiefdom is set as far east and south as possible, even if she still has hope, she will not be able to cause any trouble.

If there are still stubborn people who continue to get in the way, then Ji Ming will be the last card.

[I heard from the ancient saints that no matter how brave a person is, he must have three friends to make a career, so isn’t it stupid not to cherish reliable friends? 】

【I was originally just an ordinary pariah in the barbarian land, barely making ends meet with a little ancestral medical skills. Thanks to the cultivation of the church, I was able to achieve something. Naturally, I must obey the will of the Lord God】

【Now that the Lord God has canonized my friend as a saint, I should naturally fly over to assist her like a hurried swallow, and use all my mediocre talents to help her manage the believers in her territory, and dare not slack off】

【As the chosen one of God, I have reached the age to contribute to the church. I only hope that the Pope can have mercy on my sincerity, meet my insignificant wish, and let me go to her territory to manage the church】

【I wrote this article with a fearful heart like a dog and a horse, and respectfully presented this article to let His Majesty know about this】

When the great nobles see that there are still chosen ones of God clamoring to go, they will definitely think that Eleanor's foundation is all in the church, and she will definitely not be able to participate in the affairs between kingdoms, and they can be completely relieved.

Although things may not be so smooth, they will definitely develop in this vein.

As for the rest… Ji Ming’s ability to think ahead is already very exaggerated, so we’ll have to wait and see what happens next.

Eleanor naturally had no excuse to refuse such a good thing, so she started preparing that night and officially started her teaching assistant career two days later.

But for Ji Ming, it was more like finding a reasonable excuse for himself to slack off than to say that he found a job for Eleanor.

When he was thirsty from explaining, he could sit down with peace of mind, listening to Eleanor’s nervous beeping for an hour or two, and using this as white noise to help her sleep.

But for Eleanor, this was indeed a very rare opportunity to show her face.

Even as a royal child who had been raised like a pig for various reasons and had almost only gotten development opportunities after the age of 18, and had to develop from scratch.

This might be the first time she spoke in front of so many people, which was a very rare experience.

The Pope was also very surprised that Ji Ming did not stop and immediately started the second round of courses, and everyone was very supportive of the hard work of the chosen one.

Therefore, the church was quite peaceful in the following seven days, with morning bells and evening drums, harmony and no accidents.

If it were put in the real world, it would probably have been labeled as a place for literary youths to cleanse their souls and internet celebrities to check in on hiking, and would have rushed to a mess.

But correspondingly, Qixia City at the foot of the mountain was in a miserable state.

In the past seven days, this magnificent kingdom has become another Gotham in another world, and it is a Gotham exclusively for the nobles.

Because just when they were scrambling to talk about alliances and cooperation with the pioneer guilds, and were excited to grab the new weapons called "guns" and shoot them everywhere.

The so-called "insect killing team" that had a big explosion at the prince's dinner, roamed around the city and committed many more...

It seems a bit embarrassing to say it's a case, and it's not a small loss to say it's a mess... a whole life?

In short, fighting with the nobles openly like the god of death, regardless of whether it is seeking death, at least in Ji Ming's eyes, it is absolutely useless.

Excessive pressure will only provoke a bigger and bigger counterattack, and even make this group of nobles put aside their past disputes and sit down to renegotiate, reaching a consensus to crush the public enemy first.

At that time, it will only be counterproductive, and even the interests that the pioneers have worked so hard to gain in the capital will be taken back.

So he took the opportunity to type during the meal and left a long article for the god of death under his post.

The content expressed in the article is very simple, just wanting the god of death to learn from the wisdom of "mosquitoes".

So, please listen to the question, what does a mosquito look like?

——The answer is a bit like that.

Whenever you are happily playing games or sleeping comfortably, it will suddenly appear in your ears.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz...

If you are lucky, you slap it to death with a slap, looking at the corpse and blood on the palm of your hand, hesitating whether to find paper to wipe it first or go to the bathroom to wash your hands quickly.

But often you are unlucky, you slap yourself in vain, looking at the empty palm of your hand and getting angry.

Put aside the intense team battle and search everywhere?

Get rid of the strong sleepiness and turn on the light?

Perhaps, after waiting for a while, you finally decide to give up, hoping that it has been scared away and you can continue to do your own things.

But just when you are immersed in it again, you hear its frustrating buzzing sound again.

It is also possible that you decide to put down the things at hand and fight it, holding electric mosquito swatters, insecticides, or just your own hands and other weapons to start a dragnet search.

But after sweating profusely and still finding nothing, you stare blankly at your computer and bed, thinking that I am really a pig nose.

In any case, your beauty was destroyed by a mosquito, and it was destroyed easily and cleanly.

If you are thick-skinned enough, you can tell this trivial matter as a joke to your friends tomorrow, and then gain their sympathy or ridicule.

But if you are a thin-skinned person, you can only sulk silently.

Unfortunately, the nobles in the capital are a group of "thin-skinned" people.

The night before yesterday, a newly opened club on Ruby Avenue was raided. The robbers smashed the place and robbed a lot of money. Not to mention, the elf girl they caught with great difficulty was also let go.

As a major shareholder, Viscount Qingshan was naturally furious, but it would not sound good to tell others about this. He did not dare to send people to collect clues to find the murderer. He could only admit that he was unlucky after finding nothing in the dark.

Yesterday afternoon, the convoy of the Slanting Moon Tavern was robbed by bandits outside the city. A box of expensive and addictive potions that can give people wonderful hallucinations disappeared along with the convoy, and only a frightened guard was released.

After hearing the confession of this tongue, the Earl of Cuigu was so angry that he chopped off his head on the spot. However, this matter was serious. If it really got out, he would definitely be pushed out by the master to take the blame. He could only quickly contact other suppliers to help his brother!

This morning...

"What? The old man of the Graystone family, his most precious grandson went out for a banquet yesterday, and was beaten when he came back?"

As the mortal enemy of the Graystone family in the field of grain and oil, the head of the Ginkgo family, who holds the title of Marquis, almost laughed his legs off when he heard it.

"It's not... it's not that group of pioneers who made something... that thing, newspapers? Publicize it for me, the master, on it, publicize it!"

Waving his hand to dismiss the nodding and bowing attendants, the Ginkgo Marquis looked at the street scene outside the carriage with satisfaction.

Just as he was about to sigh that he was really in a good mood when he met a happy event, he saw a rotten tomato gradually enlarged in his field of vision.

Pop!

And it's not over yet, there are more stinky things to come.

Crackling...

Anyway, it's just a bunch of messy things.

If you say it's big, it's definitely not big enough.

If you say it's small, the losses are real.

It's just disgusting, disgusting!

And there's no one behind every incident, or everyone seems to be the mastermind.

Because this capital has lasted for 500 years, so many new and old hatreds are buried under the glory, who dares to say that they don't have enemies?

But look at you, look at me, no one dares to really tear their faces and fight with that enemy who is probably 80% of the time.

After all, you can't fight hard, how can you make money if you fight hard?

All you can do is shrink your neck, secretly cursing these pioneers for being a piece of shit, making the already messy capital even more muddy.

At the same time, they continued to give good food and drink to the envoys sent by various guilds, and asked them about the magic armor.