The Great Age of Voyage of the Elves

Chapter 66
The turmoil caused by Lalu Lasi was quickly subsided, and the dance continued normally.

Young men and women held hands, embraced each other and stepped onto the dance floor, dancing gracefully under the accompaniment of music.

Mu tried to dance a song, but it turned out that he really didn't have that talent. He still kept all the memories of ballroom dancing in his original body, but his steps were stiff like a rusty old machine.

Brain: Actually, I remember all of them!
Feet: What the hell do you know with a hammer!
If it weren't for the fencing practice that he had been insisting on before, which gave him pretty good physical coordination, he would have almost thrown his female partner to the ground three times after this dance...

So after one dance, he never invited other girls to dance again.

In the second half of the dance, Schiffer came over again and found Mu with his bulging cheeks at the dining table.

"Come on, let me meet someone."

While chewing, Mu asked vaguely, "Who are you seeing?"

Schiffer smiled mysteriously, "A very important person who is related to your future. If everything goes well, your future status may not be inferior to mine."

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With some confusion, Mu followed his brother Schifer out of the banquet hall, all the way to the courtyard behind the banquet hall.

It was already evening, and electric lights had not been invented in the current era, but a large number of servants were deployed here in a very extravagant manner, holding lantern fish in their hands and standing around the courtyard, acting as almost human lampposts, illuminating most of the space in the courtyard.

Mu followed Xifer and followed the light to a gazebo in the middle of the courtyard.

Here, the host of the banquet—the heir to the Floyd family happened to be bowing farewell like a sitting young man with a respectful expression.

Then the person sitting turned his head and saw Xifer and Mu who were walking.

When Mu was curious, he heard his brother introduce him solemnly: "This is the Seventh Highness of the Kingdom: Lafayette, Mu, come quickly and see His Highness."

At that moment, it was like a thunderbolt struck Mu's heart, making him numb for a moment.

The dark cloud that enveloped his heart when he rejected Schiffer's invitation a few days ago finally brought down the thunder that he was most worried about and feared the most.

His own family, Eliac's family, had already stood under the command of the Seventh Prince, just like the Duke of Courborough.

At this moment, his heart was complicated and at a loss, and he didn't know what to think.

He could only go forward with Schiffer in a daze, and mechanically saluted His Highness in front of him.

"Haha, don't be so cautious. I've already heard about Baron Mu. Schiffer, I didn't expect your family to be full of talents."

When we met for the first time, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince was very easy-going, with the demeanor of a corporal.

It's a pity that Mu has already formed a preconceived impression in his heart. When he thinks of the arrangements made by this highness for the superior, it is difficult for him to have a sincere liking for the person in front of him.

So much so that at this moment, he began to think about how to persuade his brother to give up the hopeless background of the Seventh Prince after returning home.

However, as time went by, as he overheard more and more exchanges between His Highness and his elder brother on policy and political opinions, the hope in his heart gradually began to fade away, like a candle in the wind.

"In the future, I will continue to persuade my father to give up those maritime business routes whose profit margins have gradually declined.

From the beginning, I will pay more attention to the development of the kingdom, increase support for the families, increase the purchase price of domestic raw materials and grain, and strictly manage the territory.

I believe that after I ascend the throne in the future, with the help of all of you, I will be able to recast the glory of the windmill chrysanthemum. For this goal, Mu will also help me. "

"Uh heh heh, definitely, definitely..."

Mu said he was sure, but his heart was gradually despairing.

He finally realized a fact that he was powerless——

The seventh prince never relied on illusory slogans and castle-like beliefs to win over the old nobles, but by using real lures!

Who are the old nobles?

They are the owners of the land, the landowners, the farmers, the estate owners!

Almost all of their income comes from the land, including food collected from taxes on the land, minerals and elf resources in the territory, and output from farms and manors.

The Seventh Prince promised to give up shipping, restrict trade circulation, increase the purchase price of domestic raw materials and agricultural products, and restrict population movement, all of which are real benefits for the old nobles!
Under such circumstances, how can Mu persuade the family to give up the camp of the Seventh Prince?

Tell them about the trend of the times and the general trend of history?Let's not talk about whether the family members believe it or not, even if some people do believe it, but are those riches with real money really come?
This is an unsolvable dead end!

Because an individual may betray his camp, but a huge family can never betray his class!

How did he make Eliak's family give up the seventh prince?

Why doesn't the Eliac family support the seventh prince?
The Eliac family should support the seventh prince!

This is also a historical trend, and Mu is powerless to stop it...

But he also understands that this is doomed to have no future!

The era has stood at the crossroads of change. The era of great voyages has been open for more than 100 years. The development of private industry and commerce has formed a tide and is rolling forward. There may be a huge wave of changing the world at any time!

At such a time, restricting shipping, closing the country, and wooing domestic landlords and nobles just to ascend to the throne, in Mu's view, is tantamount to suicide!

Schiffer very much hoped that he could perform positively in front of the Seventh Prince, and secretly poked him on the back a few times, scolding him not to be dazed.

Ke Mu's previous education did not allow him to make such a choice.

He really didn't want the minister of the dragon who ran beside Louis XVI when he was beheaded...

This meeting, in his opinion, is nothing more than a torment.

Just as Mu was counting the time, wishing for a quantum leap to jump over this time so that he could go home, suddenly, a sentence from the Seventh Prince caught his attention.

"Mu, you are in the navy now, right? That's just right. A young captain who was quite famous in the navy just came to the capital recently. I like him very much and want to ask him to serve me, but he refused me when he was awarded the honor yesterday.

Mu, if you want, I can transfer you to the First Fleet in the near future. I promise that you will be the captain of the capital ship within three years. How about it? "

Schiff quickly poked him in the back again, urging him to quickly respond to His Highness's kindness.

Ke Mu's attention is no longer on this kindness at all!

A well-known young captain, who came to the capital recently, and who was awarded an honor yesterday—all these key words gathered together, how could he fail to guess the protagonist?

That was—his captain!

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