Royal Gold Magistrate

After all, Hope picked up the wine glass and drank it down, with a sad expression and some memories.

Lai Gou'er saw that he was in a mood, and quietly took the phonograph beside him to his hand.

Then he refilled another glass of wine and asked, "Who says it's not, it's hard to live a dignified life!"

Hope picked up the glass and drank half of it directly, with a hint of self-mockery on the corner of his mouth: "Do you know what I wanted to do when I was young?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I wanted to be a poet, a free-roaming poet. But I found out later that this world only allows people to make one kind of poetry...the ideal of young people...stupid like a pig. "

"At least you are powerful and powerful now, and your son can still be a freelance poet, so you can make up for it." Lai Gou'er said while refilling his drink.

"My son?" Hope sneered, "I can only be called rich, and I'm not so powerful. If my son wants to be a poet, if he makes a mistake in the future, this family fortune may not be enough for him to lose. .”

"So he still has to follow his father's footsteps and follow the crowd...but he doesn't have to work as hard as me."

Lai Gou'er nodded and sighed in agreement, picked up the gramophone and started shaking it slowly.

It's just that as soon as the hands were put on, Hope's eyes flashed.

"I just saw it when I came in. What are you holding? It looks weird."

"This... When I'm stressed and in a bad mood, I like to shake this thing, a little toy to decompress."

"What's the use of this thing to decompress? You're really a bit of a quirk." Hope laughed, no doubts in his heart anymore.

After all, it was just a wooden box, and he couldn't see any other explanation for it except that it was a strange toy.

Perhaps it is a special product of Dajing.

It's nothing if someone has a little unique hobby.

Lai Gou'er didn't respond, and changed the topic: "My son can't escape your fate. You must really hate the church in your heart."

Hope was cutting the steak, his hands froze, and he looked up at him: "Let's eat, can you say something happy?"

Lai Gou'er said with a slightly provocative tone: "Why, are you afraid? You helped Father Soljay in the Holy City before. Now that you and I are in the same room, what are you afraid to say?"

Hope put down the knife and fork lightly, and said seriously: "I don't hate the church, why should I hate the church? My family has been the most loyal believers for generations, and I also received the education of the church. I was born in the holy city and grew up in the holy city. , do you think a person like me would hate the church?"

"Then why did you scold the church?" Lai Gou'er said calmly.

Hope grinned and said, "Because I love it. The church was supported by people like me. Is there any parent in the world who wouldn't scold their children? As for why they scolded it, because it didn't do well. , to make him better, simple as that."

"Then why don't you just go to the church and wake up those people? Why bother to complain in private, like a bitch."

"A resentful woman? I'm like a resentful woman!" A small flame ignited in Hope's heart, "I want to rush in and scold you too, but have you ever heard of a parent scolding his son, and the son yells at his parents in turn?" Did you shout to kill!"

"Anyone who dares to raise their head to question is just fucking keeping their head down!"

"This is where eunuchs are everywhere in the world, and males are men among men!"

Seeing that he was a little excited, Lai Gou'er raised his right hand lightly and comforted him: "Brother Hope, although this world is dark, it will be better in the future. If a person like Father Soljay becomes the pope, the church might have a big change." New sight."

As soon as these words came out, Hope sneered, and there was undisguised sarcasm in the laughter.

"Change one person? Let me tell you, it's useless to replace ten or one hundred!"

"I have hundreds of slaves under my command. When I die, if I set them free, what do you think they will do?"

"You must think that after they are free, they will go to be a businessman, a poet, a farmer...I tell you that it is impossible, their only possibility is to find a new master!"

"One master treats him badly, so he longs for another master to change his life. How ridiculous, they always pin their hopes on others, but for businessmen like you and me, who manage countless resources, how to achieve The best interest is what matters.”

"The slave is so obedient, why should we treat him well? This principle is the same everywhere."

Lai Gou'er was noncommittal, with a calm expression: "That means the Pope may not be an asshole, and the people below are still helping him to become an asshole, does that mean?"

"No, the Pope is a bastard."

The movement of Lai Gou'er's hands stopped suddenly, and he put the phonograph by his hand.

Just record here, this thing is enough to make Hope die a hundred times.

"Hey? Why don't you shake it?"

"Enough shaking."

Hope smacked his lips, and picked up the knife and fork again: "Forget it, don't mention it, it's meaningless to say it. Isn't this the way to live in this life, and I also point to the church to eat."

Lai Gou'er thought for a while and said, "Brother Hope, let me tell you something good."

"what?"

"Don't talk, keep quiet."

Lai Gou'er took the phonograph again, fiddled with it, and adjusted the position, a burst of mixed and blurred recordings slowly came out from the phonograph.

"...No, the Pope is a bastard."

!!!

Hope stared at the phonograph with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, waves of fear surged into his heart, and large goosebumps rose up.

What's that!It's what I just said!

Although the voice inside was blurred and mixed, he could still be heard speaking, especially the last sonorous sentence.

The air in the room was silent.

The next moment, Hope suddenly jumped up, and threw himself at the gramophone regardless of his image.

Oh shit!I was played by someone today, no matter what it is, my life can be kept in someone's hands anyway!

Although he moved quickly, Lai Gou'er was already on guard.

Holding the phonograph with one hand, he backed up and kicked Hope hard at the same time.

With a plop, Hope was kicked to the ground.

The two who were chatting one second, turned against each other the next moment.

Hope jumped up, panting heavily, staring at Lai Gou'er with blood red eyes and shouting angrily: "You fucking fuck me! Is this how you treat your friends?"

Lai Gou'er shrugged: "Brother Hope, I'm all for your own good."

Hope was puzzled: "If you think your share of our business is less, I can take less. We can't make jokes like this."

Lai Gou'er obviously has no good intentions. This thing was sent to the church, and his skin was considered light even if three layers of skin were peeled off.

It's just that why Lai Gou'er did this, he still hasn't figured it out.

Apart from uneven distribution of spoils, it seems that there is no other possibility.

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