Good-looking, not allowed to farm

"Jamie, why do you think people are born?" Macomb asked gently.

"Uh, the continuation of the bloodline? Father to son, son to grandson..." Jamie replied casually.

"That statement is interesting."

Malcolm gave him a look in surprise, and praised: "You really don't look like a farmer's son, Jamie, you know how to think."

"Everyone knows how to think."

"No, most people never think. Their heads are usually just an ornament that grows on their necks. They live a mediocre life every day, just to live, and don't think about anything. I used to be the same."

Jamie didn't know what to say.

Because, questions like 'why do people live', 'what is the meaning of being alive' and 'do people need to think' have long been said to be rotten, for a traveler who comes from the era of information explosion, it is really difficult. Not attractive.

Although he knows that in such a world where classes are distinct, knowledge is in the hands of a few, and the vast majority of people are still ignorant, being able to actively think about these issues on his own is already a feat.

However, Jamie really has no patience to listen to these now.

He couldn't help but wonder anxiously and incomprehensibly: "Compared to the ideological enlightenment like a castle in the air, can we talk about practical issues? For example, how to get out of prison? Damn! Come on, as long as the mother If I can get out of this ghost place, I can recite Marxism-Leninism, XXX Thought, and the Three Represents every day!"

But Macomb didn't notice the violent mood of the boy in front of him at all.

He was still thinking seriously: "...The idea of ​​blood continuation is true, but animals are also like this. Jamie, people can't live the same life as animals, don't you think? So, it must be What's the difference? Human beings must have a meaning of existence that we don't know about. But anyway, believe me, human beings are definitely not born to be cows and horses for another type of people called 'nobles'."

Jamie thought he was right.

It's just that it's useless for the status quo.

Especially frightening is...

Up to now, he has been in prison for more than three months, and he also took the opportunity to send three letters to his family without any reply.

During these three months, he learned to drink, fight, lie, and swear, and gained a bunch of different names for certain male organs, and a bunch of... In an environment without women, men and men Useless knowledge of exactly how to have fun with each other.It can be described as an eye-opener and a lot of money.

But only on the issue of "how to get out of prison", it has always stagnated and there is no hope.

He looked uncomfortably at the prison food he had just received in his hand—a piece of moldy bread and a bowl of so-called broth that was as cloudy as washing pot water, and he was very worried, wondering how long such painful days would last.

A few times, he really wanted to throw away all the shit principles and morals, and get all the information from Macomb (it shouldn’t be that difficult, just talk about natural human rights, everyone’s equality, etc. It is enough for the other party to treat him as one of his own), completely relying on the financial officer, but he has never been hard-hearted. Apart from the obstruction of his own concept of right and wrong and morality, Macomb’s own actions have also played a certain role.

Maybe it was Jamie's appearance of helping George before that confused him, making him think that he was a kind, brave, and helpful kid.

Therefore, he always does his best to take care of Jamie, like treating his own junior, helping him with work, protecting him from being bullied (no one bullies him now), imparting what he knows selflessly, and being patient Tell him all kinds of reasons...

"The treasurer's pervert is not credible at all. Maybe even if I betray Macomb, I still won't be free."

Jamie secretly used this reason as an excuse for 'he didn't want to betray Macomb in his heart'.

But this excuse will soon cease to work.

Just because the financial officer, Levin, gradually lost his patience, he asked Jamie to be called into the office again to ask about the progress of the task.

Jamie wanted to say something casually at first.

...before the treasurer pulls out that piece of paper.

"The king is getting married early next month," said Treasurer Levine.

Jamie doesn't quite understand what this matter has to do with him. For him now, the king is completely out of reach, a person standing at the top of the so-called noble pyramid.

You know, since the time travel, the only nobleman he has had any serious contact with is the Baroness Webster who put him in prison.

However, the so-called baron title owned by that vexatious villain, the duke uncle, is actually just the lowest fifth-class title.

So all Jamie babbled was, "Oh, wish him... er, a happy wedding to His Majesty the King."

"It's hard to say whether you're going to be happy or not." Levine, the financial officer, sneered slightly, and after saying something incomprehensible, he changed his voice: "But I have some news here, you know, it must be It's very happy."

Jamie looked at him suspiciously.

The treasurer tapped the piece of paper on the table lightly with his finger: "In order to celebrate the king's wedding, Lord Judian suggested an amnesty for a group of people whose crimes are not very serious, and who have deeply repented of their mistakes, and are determined to correct them forever. Prisoners who do not commit crimes are released from their cells as a show of mercy and mercy to the royal family."

Jamie's eyes were wide open, looking at the paper eagerly: "So... this is, is this what I understand?"

"Yes, amnesty." The treasurer smiled and pointed to the blank space on the paper: "Just fill in your name here, and you will be free, Jamie."

free!

Only after losing it will you know how precious it is.

This is exactly the existence that Jamie longs for, dreams of, and almost goes crazy for.

He eagerly reached out to get the piece of paper...

The financial officer, Levin, held down the piece of paper, with a condescending look on his face: "Don't you think it's for nothing, little fool? You have to first Take what I want in exchange. Otherwise, there are so many people in the prison, some are willing to pay money, and some are willing to sacrifice their lives, why should I write your name on it?"

"Ah, I'm going to be a mill-ass."

Jamie bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes fixed on the amnesty for a long time, and he thought angrily, "This is a carrot hanging in front of a donkey. If you want to eat it, you have to go around desperately..."

Meanwhile, on the far side.

King Richard was sitting in his study, lost in thought with a book on the table.

Leaving aside his temperament for the time being, this His Majesty is very suitable to be a king in terms of appearance alone.

He has good facial features and a dignified appearance. Whenever he smiles, he is very amiable and respectable. When he needs to keep a straight face, he is solemn and solemn, which makes people feel awe.

But now, he seems to have something to worry about, staring at a page of the book for a long time without turning the page.

Until a person came in, and said in a friendly and teasing tone: "Your Majesty, everyone is busy preparing for your wedding, but you came here to hide yourself?"

So, King Richard sighed deeply: "They are busy because this marriage is what they wanted me to do, but as far as my wishes are concerned... My God!"

He raised his head and sighed: "Judian, dear Judian! I really don't know how to raise a child with an ugly woman in the future?"

"It's not necessarily that difficult, is it?" The man named Judian smiled.

The appearance of this man is very in line with the aesthetics of the aristocratic class. His facial features are delicate, his figure is thin, and his skin is very fair. Because of the powder that is currently fashionable on his face, he looks sickly pale at first glance, but because of the popularity, people around him still feel that He is so beautiful.

It may also be for this reason that King Richard has been very fond of him recently.

Therefore, even though what he said just now was not all for comforting people, but with a sense of fun to watch a good show, King Richard was not angry with him, but instead made a painful expression in coordination and complained: "She Her eyes protrude like a goldfish, her forehead is so wide and big, and her skin is a bit dark. I really can’t tell how beautiful she is. Even her figure... To be honest, she is dressed so conservatively, She also likes to tie her breasts tightly, and I still can't tell if she is as flat as the floor and as dry as wood. But just looking at it this way, she has no style at all."

"Doesn't this just prove that she is a decent and chaste woman?" Judian said with a half-smile.

However, there was a contemptuous look on the king's face: "With that appearance, she has no chance to be unruly."

"It's a little too mean to say that my future wife is so, Your Majesty."

"How about I repent now?" King Richard suddenly had a wonderful idea: "Does she have a cousin named Robert? I suspect now that they slept. That's right, they Must have slept. If everybody knew they slept..."

"Your Majesty! You are completely fabricating this out of thin air."

"But as long as everyone says that..."

"It's not her, there will be someone else, do you want to bet on whether the next candidate is what you want?"

"Damn."

"Just marriage, my dear friend."

Judian walked over with a smile, and put his lips on the king's cheek: "Okay, don't be so sullen, can't you have fun after getting married? Let's think about something happy together."

"Happy thing?"

"Remember the amnesty I mentioned?"

"Ah, I vaguely remember something like this happened."

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty. I sold many copies and made a fortune."

The king finally smiled: "Oh? Tell me, how much money did you get?"

Judian stretched out three fingers and gestured.

"30? It's not much, but it's better than nothing."

Knowing that most of the money would fall into his own pocket with Judian's knowledge and taste, His Majesty the King's mood improved greatly, and he was in the mood again: "This is probably the only advantage of getting married. Otherwise, I can't think of anything to celebrate, no amnesty to do. Well, anyway, it's amazing how much money can be squeezed out of lowly criminals. See those who babble at me every day People who don’t have enough money, either they are incompetent, or they are just talking nonsense. By the way, is it appropriate for those criminals to be released like this? Will they relapse and do some criminal things again? What's the trouble? Damn, I'm getting bored to death, and I don't want to have some nasty people coming and nagging in my ears..."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty." Judian said casually, "No matter how far the sheep run, they won't be able to get out of the pasture. If you don't like it, after the wedding is over, just find a reason and bring them back. Nothing will happen to you. Messy."