Good-looking, not allowed to farm

When the royal family and the nobles were still fighting for power and gaining power and civil strife, so that they had no time to care about others, some members of the rebels, patriotic intellectuals, and lower-level nobles and businessmen who were dissatisfied with the current government's rule quietly set off another incident. a new storm of ideas.

They produced numerous leaflets and publications in full swing, and frequently held one secret meeting after another.

All kinds of thoughts burst out, collided violently, and then spewed out like a fountain;

More and more numb people are awakened, thirsty for knowledge and carefully learn to think and accept these advanced ideas...

The poor government is powerless to stop this.

Due to the increasingly stretched government finances, the salaries of many policemen and soldiers have been suspended in the past few years, so that these people gradually no longer obey orders as before, but began to learn to perfunctory and obediently obey their orders. up.

It was under such circumstances that King Richard suddenly issued an order for the Mounted Police to arrest an author named 'Progressive Youth'.

Because this 'progressive youth' wrote a short story called "This has nothing to do with me" not long ago.

The content of this short story is roughly about: a flirtatious king always likes to go out and rob the women of the people, and will kill them when he has had enough fun.Some people wanted to go to persuade, but worried that they were too weak to attract the attention of the king, so they wanted to take the protagonist of this story with him, but the protagonist refused without hesitation because "this has nothing to do with me".

After that, because of "it has nothing to do with me".

In the following many plots - some people want to stop the king's atrocities; some people want to secretly inform the victims;

At the end of the story, the protagonist, as usual, remained indifferent to the matter, watching several guards indifferently carry a sack filled with people into the king's bedroom.And ignored the screams and cries from the bedroom.It was only when the guards brought out the blood-stained sack that they casually glanced over, and then...

[As if seeing something creepy, a ring that is not very valuable suddenly slipped out of the sack...]

The protagonist's face turns pale.

He first picked up the ring on the ground, ran over staggeringly, and grabbed the sack from the guards like crazy, then, with trembling hands, with fear and despair that could not be concealed, he tore it away sack……

A painful howl sounded!

Because the person in the bag was none other than his new wife.

Those who have read the story: ...! !

People in this world are relatively simple, and they have never seen such a wonderful ending reversal.

So, when I suddenly saw such an unexpected story, for a while... There are not a few people who are frightened and sad, some who are overwhelmed by the audience, and those who are in a daze and contemplation!

But regardless of the specific response.

Everyone has the same idea - the author is talented and wants to know him!

In fact, that's exactly what Jamie was aiming for.

Mrs. Helena is not in the royal city for the time being; he lives alone, he doesn't want to get involved in the boring game between the king and the nobles, and he doesn't want to get together with dude boys to eat, drink and have fun... As time goes on, he can't help but feel lonely, and he wants to find some like-minded friends say something.

But because the Mad Hatter is so famous, once everyone gets to know him, they will involuntarily regard him as a mentor, respectful and respectful, and it is completely unsuitable to communicate with others on an equal footing.

Therefore, Jamie simply re-opened a trumpet of "progressive youth" for himself, and wrote this work for the trumpet. On the head, the person who has always been on the sidelines tells this kind of people euphemistically through the story: "If you don't stop the evil deeds, how can you ensure that the evil deeds will not come to you one day?"

As for the king in the story, he is just an ordinary villain.

Even if this character is replaced by an earl, a duke...any title, it will have the same effect, and it will not affect the development of the overall plot of the story and the expression of thoughts.

Therefore, this story does not allude to the meaning of King Richard, at most it reveals some dark sides of the nobles and the royal family.

But in King Richard's view, this story is suspected of deliberately discrediting himself, and...

It's fine to say that he's flirtatious, but to say that he raped and tortured?

His majesty the king was extremely angry: "Ah! What a vicious and insulting statement! I must cut off the head of this bastard, so that he can never talk nonsense again!"

So, the mounted police were dispatched one after another.

They inquired about the location of a secret meeting and planned a surprise attack.

If he is lucky, he might just be able to arrest that progressive young man and fulfill the king's order;

If you are unlucky and don't meet them, you should be able to find out some information about that progressive youth through these people who participated in the rally.

These are their original thoughts.

However, when they broke in, surrounded more than 20 people who participated in the secret gathering, and blocked them in the room...

"Gentlemen, by order of the King."

The captain of the Mounted Police stood up first, put on the usual arrogant posture of the nobles, and said in a pretentious manner: "I am here to arrest a criminal named Progressive Youth, because I have no chance to meet this criminal Mr.... or Ms. Therefore, in the name of the king, give him one last precious chance of redemption, please stand up and surrender yourself!"

There was a moment of silence.

All the figures in the room raised their heads and looked at each other silently, as if they were having a silent communication.

After a while, a voice suddenly sounded: "I am a progressive youth."

An old man with gray temples came out from the crowd and said, "Take me away!"

"Shut up, old man."

A young man hastily stretched out his arm from the side and stopped the old gentleman, with a helpless expression on his face: "I am a progressive youth."

"Stop making trouble, both of you, Progressive Youth is my pseudonym."

"I am a really progressive young man, and I wrote "This Has Nothing to Do with Me."

"Nonsense, I am."

"Stop arguing, stop arguing about me, I am a really progressive young man."

The silence in the house instantly turned into the din of the vegetable market.

Everyone was scrambling and shouting: "I am a progressive youth!"

The Mounties were all stunned.

The mounted police captain who stood up looked at this strange scene with jaw-dropping eyes, and thought inexplicably: "Did these people not understand what I said just now? I'm here to arrest criminals, not to treat guests to dinner." .Damn it! Aren't these people afraid of going to jail?"

He looked left and right with a blank face: "Who is the real one!"

In the end, for business...

The captain had to take everyone back.