Crown of Silence

Chapter 441 The hot title

Just as he was covered in cold sweat and in a daze, Ludovic's voice came faintly to his ears.

After listening, his expression changed, and after a long time, he spoke with a hoarse voice: "In view of Ye Qingxuan's identity, in accordance with the Third Amendment Act, it is hereby pronounced that this case will be transferred to the Cathay Empire for processing."

The gavel fell.

He stood up with a dejected look and hurried away, never looking back again.

There was a din, and everyone was shocked by the explosive news. For a moment, they didn't even react. However, when they came to their senses, the looks they looked at Ye Qingxuan were particularly strange.

What on earth is going on with this guy?

Now in everyone's eyes, Ye Qingxuan has simply turned into a human-shaped shit stick.

Wherever you go, something will happen, and whoever you meet will be unlucky.

When we arrived in Avalon, Avalon's political scene began to experience major earthquakes. When we arrived in Auschwitz, Auschwitz encountered a natural disaster invasion. Even before arriving in the Holy City, the Ministry of Doctrine of the Faith was completely disgraced, and now even the Holy Wheel Court can't stand it.

The people who meet him may lose their reputation and face at best, or die without a burial place at worst, or even be worse off than alive...

Orientals say that fate is caused by greedy wolves and evil stars. Isn’t the so-called human-shaped natural disaster nothing more than this?

Ye Qingxuan's expression suddenly became complicated as he listened to the turbulent discussions. He even heard a man wearing a bishop's robes in the auditorium saying to the people next to him:

"Let our people be careful in the future and don't deal with this guy, do you hear me?"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

At this moment, Maxwell's expression was extremely complicated, but fortunately, he had seen many storms and waves, and although things unfolded in such a dramatic way, he could still withstand it.

He looked at Mr. Hu, who was standing awkwardly next to him, with a complicated expression: "I didn't expect that the turning point Mr. Hu said was not to comfort me."

"To be honest, I don't know about this either."

Mr. Hu sighed: "I just reported Ye Qingxuan's condition to the emperor. I hope Angelou won't blame me for being nosy."

"Angelou can't change Ye Qingxuan's identity. He is the blood of heaven and man after all." Maxwell said: "Although from the perspective of Minister Angelou, I don't want to have anything to do with Cathay, in my personal opinion , which is a good thing.”

"Thank you for your understanding." Mr. Hu smiled and held his hand.

"Both each other." Maxwell nodded: "But I still have a question, and I hope to get an answer from Mr. Hu."

"Um?"

Maxwell looked at him and asked word for word: "Chendan, what are you going to do with Ye Qingxuan?"

——

"Master Yehou."

Eunuch Zhao pulled Ye Qingxuan aside and said to him: "Your Majesty has another oral message for you."

"oh."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, but Eunuch Zhao looked serious and had no intention of speaking at all. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, and nodded: "Uh, do I need to kneel down?"

"Your Majesty said, when you enter a country, do as the Romans do." Eunuch Zhao said slowly, "Just perform the courtesy of an audience."

So Ye Qingxuan knelt down on one knee and lowered his head.

Eunuch Zhao nodded, took out a palm-sized box from his arms and opened it. Amidst the fine grinding sounds of gears, the vibrating sounds of machine springs came together noisily. In the end, they overlapped each other and turned into a cold and indifferent female voice.

"Ye Qingxuan, I know about your matter."

The voice in the box said calmly: "Because you are young and ignorant, and this is your first offense, I will fine you four hundred households and I will not care about you.

Although Jincheng is happy, it is better to return home early. Since you are a descendant of the Ye family, it is not a good idea to always drift between countries. Go back to China in two years. You will inherit the Ye family's things.

So be it. "

The sound stopped suddenly.

"Is it over?" Ye Qingxuan raised his head and asked.

Eunuch Zhao nodded: "It's over."

"Then what?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

"Then? Then I will follow the Marquis as you like." Eunuch Zhao spread his hands and said: "Our family will leave tomorrow to return to the country to resume life. I wonder if the Marquis will come with our family?"

"Uh... can I not go along with it?"

"Look at what you said, can I still force you?" Eunuch Zhao smiled and handed him a jade plaque: "This is your voucher, don't lose it. I will stay in the embassy tonight. If If you change your mind, you can come to the embassy in China to see me at any time.”

Eunuch Zhao seemed to really be here to be a good person. He bowed and turned to leave.

By the time Ye Qingxuan reacted, he had already drifted away.

Then, he heard Mr. Hu's voice behind him.

"Take a step to talk?"

He was stunned for a moment and nodded.

——

Behind the Holy Wheel Court, in the silent courtyard.

Ye Qingxuan followed the scribe in white as he walked among the green plants.

"I haven't thanked Mr. Hu today."

Ye Qingxuan said: "For me, sir, you have put a lot of effort into this."

"As long as you don't blame me for being troublesome. To be honest, I didn't expect it to be such a big fuss."

Mr. Hu scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed: "Besides, even if I don't help, you will be fine. Today is just the first trial, and Maxwell must have deeper cards in his hand... Although we don't meet often, but I think that guy may have something unknown that he hasn’t brought out yet.”

Ye Qingxuan smiled and said nothing.

"In a few days, I will leave. After all, when I came to the west, my most important mission was to find Ye Lanzhou."

Mr. Hu sighed, "After all these years, Ye Lanzhou found his son without finding him. It's time for me to return to China... I'm floating around outside. I'm afraid many people are unhappy."

As he spoke, he took out a thick notebook from his arms.

"These are some pieces of music I collected for you. Most of them are piano scores. Jiuxiao Huanpei is a good piano. Don't let it down."

Ye Qingxuan took the piano score and didn't know what to say, but felt sad in his heart.

I have always benefited a lot from Mr. Hu, and I rely on him to enlighten me when I break through the barriers of knowledge. He even went to the trouble to help himself collect oriental music scores that were rarely seen on the market. The notes are thick and almost all handwritten. I am afraid that Mr. Hu has been preparing this gift a long time ago.

"When are you leaving?" he said, "I'll see you off."

"No need, you are already a Marquis now. It would be inappropriate to send it to me as a gift." Mr. Hu shook his head: "If you pass it back to the East, I'm afraid it will be copied into several books by those idle and boring Qingliu. It's enough to be thoughtful. ”

"Master Hou?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I still can't accept the reality that I suddenly became a marquis. And the name Changyu Marquis is so damned, just like the Earl of Glamorgan, it sounds uncomfortable."

Mr. Hu smiled.

"The high crown is precarious, the long crown is Lu Li; the fragrance and beauty are mixed, but the quality is still intact." He said, "You have to understand what your majesty means."

Ye Qingxuan was confused: "What do you mean?"

"..."

Mr. Hu was stunned for a long time, and his expression became awkward: He then remembered that the young man in front of him grew up in the west, and the book bag he hung was basically like a duck...

"This sentence comes from an ancient article." Mr. Hu explained: "It probably means: wear a high crown and a slender pendant. Even if the spices are mixed with mud, the pure quality will not be corrupted."

After hearing this, Ye Qingxuan was still a little confused: "It sounds like His Majesty is encouraging me to be a good person?"

"almost."

Mr. Hu’s tone was meaningful: “You have to be a good person, but whose good person do you want to be?”

"..." Ye Qingxuan continued to be confused.

"You must have heard about things in the East here."

Mr. Hu said calmly: "Over the years, as His Majesty has grown up, the public's calls for the Regent to return the throne have become louder and louder. On the surface, there seems to be harmony between His Majesty and the Regent, but secretly there are more and more conflicts. Awesome, already incompatible with fire and water.

Folk children's songs and nursery rhymes all say: The emperor is innocent, gives birth to Bai Heng, helps the country, distinguishes the dirty from the pure...

Bai Heng's intention to cause trouble is clearly revealed. If it were not for his reputation and righteousness, and if there were still ministers in the court who upheld the orthodoxy, I am afraid that His Majesty would have been brutally murdered long ago.

The nine surnames of Dragon Vein have been inherited to this day, and there are still six families left, three of which have joined the Bai family. If Bai Heng's intentions were not guessed, I am afraid that he would have been ready to persuade Jin Biao. "

Mr. Hu paused and stared at Ye Qingxuan: "Now, do you understand how hot your title is?"

Ye Qingxuan asked: "Your Majesty, you want me to support her?"

Mr. Hu nodded, "Even if there is only an empty shell of the Ye family, there are still countless people willing to recognize this name. As long as you are willing to go back to the East, you can revive the family even if you are lying down. For the rest of your life, you can just lie in bed and work crazily." Just give birth."

"...To be honest, I'm quite looking forward to this life of eating and waiting to die."

Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly and looked sad: "However, I think Bai Heng must hate me to death now."

"You only know now? Ever since your news came back to the East, you have been a thorn in his side." Mr. Hu shook his head, "What's more, to him, you are by no means just a successor of the Ye family."

"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan didn't understand.

"I don't know if it's too early for you to say this now. I can only tell you that Bai Heng's identity is by no means as simple as a traitor. Over the years, I have been speculating that he might be some kind of traitor. …”

At this point, Mr. Hu paused and hesitated to speak. In the end, he smiled helplessly and said: "Forget it, talking about these gossipy things will only increase your troubles."

Ye Qingxuan was silent and asked after a long time: "Mr. Hu, don't you want me to go back to the East?"

"I have no idea."

Mr. Hu shook his head and sighed softly: "After all these years, I sometimes feel that the East is a huge quagmire. Young people like you have nothing to do with it and should have a free life.

But sometimes I feel that other places are not much better... You see, the whole world is like a pot of overcooked haggis soup, and you can't hide it even if you pinch your nose. "

"So, you decide whether to go back or not."