His Royal Highness, who happened to wake up and overheard the conversation of several people, walked up to the sunflower in high spirits and said with a faint smile: "The catalysis of external forces is only an auxiliary after all, and the fundamental reason for the flowering lies in itself. This This sunflower adapts to the low temperature environment in winter and has the ability to withstand cold by changing its own characteristics. Maybe in a hundred years, other sunflowers will become extinct due to environmental changes, but this sunflower will still bloom brilliantly , living towards death.” The patriarch of the Siren Tribe was considerate and understood that His Highness the Prince used flowers as a metaphor for people and said: "Your Highness, there is no need to beat us anymore. The world situation in Teyvat Continent is about to change. Our tribe must imitate a sunflower and change the past existence." Only by adapting to the new environment can we survive for a long time.” His Highness the Prince said calmly: "This war is about survival and destruction. Self-change requires strong internal factors. My encouragement to you is only external force. What are the internal factors of the Kraken clan?" The leader of the Siren Clan was speechless for a moment and had never considered these issues. His Highness the Prince looked at the leader of the Wing Clan and the leader of the Undead Clan. They both lowered their heads and said, "Your Highness, please enlighten me." After learning that the Undead Knight was killed by His Highness the Prince, the three clan leaders became more respectful and understood why when they entered the door, they saw two executioners willing to stand beside can be disrespectful to such a prince who can both govern the country and possess top-notch combat power. His Highness the Prince paced back and forth in front of the three of them with his hands behind his back, and mused: "It is difficult to help you three tribes find the internal cause. Real change requires ambition, and all you are thinking about at the moment is the need for survival. Yi. Tribe, Undead Tribe, and Siren Tribe, the three of you have never thought that after overthrowing the laws of heaven, I will grant each of you a territory, that is, the vassal king of the Winter Kingdom, establish an autonomous principality, and develop the economy independently, making the race unprecedented. Develop and grow. "Perhaps then, the false sky will no longer exist, the barriers between worlds will be broken, and planes will be connected. You will find similar people in other places. In the vast sea of stars, whether humans or Other races are by no means a lonely group. Escape the reincarnation of Teyvat’s destiny and compete for hegemony among all races in the boundless starry sky. It will be an extremely splendid era that will be extremely bright!” Establishing a principality and searching for similar ethnic groups outside of Teyvat. Every grand wish sounds like a fantasy, but these words came from the mouth of the Prince of Winter, but they believed it deeply and became obsessed with it. Fascination opened a door to their barren imagination and planted a seed called ambition in their hearts. Whether it can take root and sprout depends on the future choices and efforts of the three patriarchs. But no matter what path you choose, if you follow His Highness closely, you will be able to achieve your goal.
Anyway, Columbia remembered it very clearly. From this day on, the three patriarchs came to His Highness the Prince's tent every day to show their courtesy. The young leader of the undead tribe went to see the prince with a shameless face and said that he secretly wanted to recognize the prince as his eldest brother. He was immediately scolded by the prince, "Based on the body's memory, you are several thousand years old." , How can I be embarrassed to be my younger brother?” The leader of the Undead Clan said, "Being able to be the younger brother of His Highness the Prince is a blessing earned in eight lifetimes. My younger brother has informed the whole clan that when you come to the Undead Clan from now on, everyone will call you big brother." His Royal Highness put down the paperwork in his hand and said to her: "Columbia, take this guy to a doctor to see if his brain is broken." The leader of the undead tribe said with a playful smile: "Your Highness, I am serious about what I said. You will be my big brother from now on. I will fight wherever you ask me to go, without any ambiguity." With a "roll", the leader of the undead tribe really lay on the ground, rolling and crawling out of the tent. His Royal Highness held his forehead and said: "Columbia, if you are fine, please advise him. I haven't been a big brother for many years." She covered her mouth and chuckled: "If you want to blame it, blame yourself. You must give them the ecstasy soup." His Royal Highness put down the pen in his hand and said: "Where is the soup of ecstasy, it is to establish lofty goals. These people have no sense of belonging to Zhidong. If you don't inspire their ambitions, they will not go all out for Zhidong Kingdom." She poured tea for His Royal Highness, feeling warm in her heart. The abolition of serfdom will not happen overnight. After eliminating the opposition forces, it needs to be implemented city by the implementation process, various problems will always arise. For example, in some areas serfs have been oppressed by slave owners for too long, leading to rebellion. The best solution is not to send troops to suppress it, but to write a letter of persuasion from His Highness the officials from various places discovered that the serfs did not believe anyone's words, and even only half-believed the Queen's words, but they obeyed His Highness the Prince's Royal Highness's letter told them to give up violent resistance, and they surrendered obediently, which was more effective than the death every time something like this happened, officials would write letters asking for help, and His Royal Highness would have to reply. His Highness the Prince had great sympathy for the serfs and respected them very much. Every reply he wrote was very serious and long. Sandone wanted to take the initiative to write the letter, but was scolded by the Prince. Another example is that many places have set up huge bureaucracies specifically to manage the trafficking of slavery was abolished, all the extra officials couldn't be fired. So local magistrates reported this most prominent issue, and the prince's desk was filled with a thick stack of documents requesting instructions. His Royal Highness the Prince thought of a way to send these officials to help the poor in rural serfs have just been liberated, but most of them are still illiterate. These officials have received education and are suitable to be village officials. In order to achieve this goal, the salary system for officials must be modified, followed by the formulation of relevant policies in coordination with the Ministry of Finance, the Ministry of War and other completing these tasks, it is necessary to combine the assessment of officialdom and set different salary standards for different officials... In short, almost everything needs to be done personally by His Highness the Prince. Others have no experience in reform and cannot help His Highness the Prince much. Work is very busy every day, and going for a walk after dinner is a luxury. However, even in this case, as long as she comes to pour tea, His Royal Highness will talk to her from time to time. She knew that it was because His Royal Highness was worried that he would be bored because he did not understand government affairs.
Chapter 190 You can go if you want, why bother asking me? The leader of the Wing Clan, since the golden feathers on his wings were plucked out by the naughty children, he put on a pair of large coats to cover his than three months later, brand new feathers sprouted on both wings. He quietly came to His Highness the Prince's tent to display and said: "Your Highness, I am the most miserable among the three patriarchs. Seeing how miserable I am, please send me to Sky Island to find out what's going on. It is said that gods live on Sky Island, and the keeper of heaven is also there. , maybe I can still be an undercover agent." His Highness the Prince said: "You can go if you want, why bother asking me." The leader of the Wing Clan explained: "There are many dangers up there. Our ancestors received the oracle from the Sky Island and rushed to the sky regardless of their own safety. In the end, they never came back. The life lamp left in the clan was also extinguished. If I really want to go , I hope His Highness will give the order, so that after death, he will be considered as sacrificing his life for the country." His Royal Highness said slowly: "Why go if you know you will die." The leader of the Wing Clan answered truthfully: "With His Highness's strength, it won't take long to avenge the assassination and destroy my clan. However, His Highness chose to let the three clans live, and also hoped that we would serve the Winter Kingdom. He must have taken a fancy to the value of the three clans. Siren There are hordes of beauties from the tribe for people to enjoy. The necromancy of the undead tribe is a secret skill that countless people are eager to obtain. I have been thinking about it, what is the value of going to the wing tribe? The greatest help to the Winter Kingdom is to use the good at long-distance flying With the ability, go to Sky Island to find out the enemy’s intelligence. Instead of sending my people to die in the decisive battle, Your Highness, why not send me alone? Even if I die, I can still serve the country in the name of honor." His Royal Highness the Prince sighed and said: "Trust is indeed a luxury. Chief of the Wing Clan, I understand your concerns and can tell you clearly that there is no need for any Wing Clan members to go to Sky Island to die. Do you think I am wooing you for I'm sending you to Sky Island to collect intelligence, that's right. In fact, for the future war, except for you three tribes, I will try my best to win over any force that can help the Winter Kingdom. You, don't take yourself too seriously. There are many flying races in the Watt Continent, and the Wing Clan is not the only one. On the day I attack Sky Island, Barbatos will help me, and it won’t be your Wing Clan’s turn yet.” A race that is good at flying has an indissoluble bond with the element of wind. The leader of the Wing Clan asked excitedly: "Your Highness is talking about the great... Lord Wind God? Do you know him?" His Royal Highness the Prince responded domineeringly: "You just need to know that Barbatos will come to help in the fight. If he wants to stay out of the matter, then tie him up." The leader of the Wing Clan was shocked. After careful observation for a long time, I came to an astonishing conclusion that His Highness the Prince was not joking at all. He immediately paid homage and decided to follow the Prince wholeheartedly from now on. After the leader of the Wing Clan left, His Royal Highness the Prince asked her: "Columbia, how much do you know about Sky Island?" The memory of the Fairy Tribe is passed down from generation to generation. Parents can pass it on to their children, and when the children grow up, they can pass it on to the next generation. Although she is a descendant of the Fairy Tribe and has a long lifespan, there are gaps in her the time she became sensible, she could only find some fragments from the vague memories of her childhood. Her parents told her that this was a protective mechanism, and they kept secrets about Sky Island and would hide in the next room when talking. His Royal Highness saw her in a daze and smiled: "Don't force yourself." She did not dare to look at His Highness the Prince, and her guilt-ridden explanation came from the Fairy Clan. She should have known everything about the situation in the sky, but she could not remember anything. Thinking that everyone is working hard to resist the law of heaven, His Royal Highness the Prince was almost assassinated this time, and many people gave their lives, the guilt becomes even bit my lip and made a difficult decision to find a deserted place, take off the blindfold and open my eyes, so that all memories could be awakened. At this moment, His Highness the Prince suddenly took her hand and said, "Don't open your eyes, the seal will be released." Even Her Majesty the Queen knows very little about the secrets of the eyes. How could His Highness the Prince know so clearly? Understanding her inner thoughts, His Highness the Prince smiled and said: "I have told you before that we have known each other for a long time, but I just don't believe it." That explanation again. But this time she was a little shaken, maybe His Highness the Prince was telling the his parents and members of the Fairy Clan know the secret of the eyes. It is absolutely impossible for His Royal Highness to come into contact with his relatives, let alone obtain this information from other channels. The only explanation is that he may have actually met before. But every time I see His Highness the Prince's smile that convinces me, I feel like a deer in my heart. I break away in a panic and say: "Your Highness, you pinched me." His Highness the Prince held on very tightly and forcefully, and said: "Then you promise me that from now on, you will not do stupid things. I probably know a little about the situation on Sky Island. I don't pay much attention to Sky Island. It It’s just the first step to overthrow the laws of heaven…” "Your Highness, may I come in?"
Before His Highness the Prince could finish speaking, the voice of the leader of the Siren Tribe asking for an audience suddenly came from outside the tent. The atmosphere fell into embarrassment for a moment. She felt her face burning hot and whispered, "Don't let go?" His Royal Highness the Prince asked calmly: "Agree or not?" The leader of the Siren Clan was about to come in, and she hurriedly shook off her hand with a "hmm". If outsiders saw this, she really didn't know how to get along with other people in the future. The short skirt covers the hips, the shoulders are half exposed, the wavy curly hair hangs lazily on one side of the shoulders, and a pair of gorgeous cotton leather boots are worn under the feet. The leader of the Siren Clan specially dressed up today. After coming in, come Go to the middle position and bow and bend down, whether intentionally or unintentionally. His blue eyes were filled with autumn water, as if he could steal the soul of any man in the world. He asked in a gentle tone: "Your Highness, the nearby village invited us to attend a charity ball tonight. A few days ago, you accidentally said that you planned to disguise yourself to attend. But I lack a suitable dance partner, so I came here to recommend myself." Pointing her toes to the ground, relaxing her shoulders, she performed a few skillful moves, showing that she has a very deep foundation in dance. His Royal Highness the Prince nodded slightly and said, "Go down first and wait for my notification." The leader of the Siren Clan was very excited. After they left, she said disdainfully: "It's freezing outside, and I didn't even wear a scarf. I have ulterior motives." His Royal Highness laughed loudly and said: "I didn't see what the intention was, but I saw that someone was feeling sad. Apart from the tacky clothes, the overall dance was good and the movements were very elegant, weren't they?" She sneered and said: "The Siren clan has been cultivating charm skills since childhood and has a lot of skills in seducing men. I advise Your Highness not to be fooled." After saying that, he left the tent with a dark face and told the guard at the door, "Don't close the door and let His Highness calm down inside." The cold wind howled outside, which was as bad as her mood. In the dormitory, [Puppet] Sandone, who was fixing a worn-out instrument, did not notice at all that she was in a bad mood. She refused to open any pot and asked: "There is a charity ball tonight. His Royal Highness has always been friendly to the people." , decided to attend after putting on make-up. Naturally, I’m going to dance. Have you made an appointment with His Highness to be his dance partner? If you don’t, I won’t be polite.” She curled her lips and sat on the edge of the bed, "How could it be our turn? The leader of the Siren Tribe struck first. Sandone, why didn't I know you could dance?" Sandonie stopped what he was doing and replied: "Dance is like a machine. It looks complicated on the surface, but in fact it contains repetitive rhythms and rhymes. The more you watch it, the more you will understand it naturally. Why don't I dance for you? I'm embarrassed. .” He pulled the self-discipline organ and danced a pas de deux. She was greatly surprised that Sandonne, a homely girl who usually never left or stepped out of the door and had almost no social activities, could actually dance!A few years ago, a blind count ran to the door of Sandonne's laboratory and invited him to a cocktail party. As a result, he was thrown out of the Winter City like a chicken by the self-discipline then on, men would always walk around the door of Sandonne's house, let alone being invited to dance or dinner. She pulled Sandone to teach, and the latter immediately asked with a smile: "You are not going to the dance tonight, so why are you learning to dance? Oh, you want to compete with the matriarch of the Siren Clan, but you are actually feeling angry, right?" " She stamped her feet and said, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will ignore you today." For almost the whole day, she had Sandonne as her partner, practicing her movements, steps, and rhythm. By the afternoon, she was basically able to complete a dance independently. On the other hand, [Puppet] Sandone was in a miserable state. She had dozens of footprints on a pair of new shoes, so she had to promise Sandone to buy more old machines from the ancient country of Canria next time. In the evening, she changed into a brand new floral dress, with elegant colors and quiet temperament. The skirt was brought back to Winter City by a signal soldier from the Prince's Palace who rode the fastest horse back to Winter City. She and Sandone were responsible for the daily life of His Royal Highness. Except for the captain of the guard on duty at the door and a limited number of guards, everyone else thought that His Royal Highness had been assassinated. Now the person in charge of the abolition of serfdom plan is the executive officer. [Girl] My lord is the highest , the Signal Corps took the order very seriously, thinking it was an urgent matter, and completed the task as quickly as possible, inadvertently setting a record for the shortest round trip. She was a little embarrassed when she got the dress and wanted to explain the truth to the signal soldier, but was stopped by [Puppet] Sandonne. Back in the tent, Sandone told her, "Now in the eyes of outsiders, you are the greatest contributor to the reform of the Winter Kingdom. Completing the mission assigned by you is the greatest honor of the signal soldier's life. Are you ruthlessly destroying his faith?"
She wondered: "But when the serfdom reform is completed, the truth will be made public. The Signal Corps will eventually know that the biggest contributor is His Highness the Prince, and I am only carrying out the reform according to his guidance." Sandone said with a smile: "What's the difference? From the moment you agreed to cooperate with His Highness the Prince in his fake death, you have been one with him. If nothing else, His Highness the Prince came up with this plan because he knew you were by his side. , I dare to implement it with confidence. If you don't come, it will be another plan. "Alas, Columbia, His Highness the Prince has been so kind to you. In the future, your name and His Highness's name will be written in the history books of the Solstice Kingdom, engraved on the monuments of the Solstice Kingdom, and will be regarded as heroes by future generations of subjects. " She was silent. Sandonie encouraged: "His Royal Highness is attending the dinner in disguise and it is difficult to show up, so you are the protagonist tonight. Dance well and don't embarrass me." The tall self-discipline agency next to her gave her a thumbs up. "Don't even think about running away, come with me tonight!" The party was organized by a businessman who often did charity. His son was abducted and trafficked by a servant who nursed him since he was a child. The couple had been looking for him for most of their lives and suffered for most of their lives. Half a month ago, the local sheriff personally visited the house and found clues about the child in a mine, asking them to identify the child at the was abolished, and the sheriff happened to be responsible for registering and verifying the serfs there. He noticed a young man with a birthmark on his forehead, which matched the characteristics of a baby who disappeared 20 years ago, and promptly notified the old , after careful identification, he was indeed his biological son. The family hugged each other and cried bitterly. The old couple had been doing business for many years. After finding their son, they decided to hold a charity ball. On the one hand, they wanted to thank His Highness the Prince for his reforms, and on the other hand, they wanted to raise more donations to help the serfs return to society. At first, only some bosses with whom we had cooperated in business and celebrities from all over the country were invited. As a result, word spread, and the actual number of guests who came to the dinner far exceeded that it was to thank His Highness the Prince, many businessmen and caring people came from thousands of miles away. The local hotels were fully booked on the first day, and many people had to rent empty houses of local farmers. On the day before the dance officially started, every pub and shop was lined with people, and the town was bustling with people. The local retirees lamented that they had never seen so many tourists in the town in their lives. This "unknown" charity gala only made some noise among the people, and was not known to the upper class and aristocrats. On the night of the banquet, the so-called "celebrities" sitting side by side with her and Sandonne at the main guest seat ", they are just local celebrities, not on the same level as the "celebrities" of Winter City. Even the identities of their two executive officers were not recognized by anyone except the organizer. That's fine, she doesn't like the excitement, but she doesn't want to be the center of attention. Moreover, without the members of the royal family and the upper-class nobles of Winter City, there is no need to abide by the somewhat hypocritical red tape. The atmosphere at the scene was warm, and the guests and tourists who came to the dinner were very casual. After the host finished speaking, they started to enjoy the dinner. Sandone completely ignored her image as a lady, picked up the goblet and drank with the stranger next to her. If she hadn't warned her, the cake would have stuck to the corner of her little girl rarely participates in activities. This time she works as a personal bodyguard for His Highness the Prince. Now that she has this opportunity, she simply lets go and eats and drinks. She had a small appetite and only ate some cakes and pastries. For some reason, she saw the leader of the Siren Tribe dressed up in the audience, but not His Highness the Prince who said he would come in person. Chapter 191 The Ancient Legend Dinner ended quickly and it was time for today’s dancing session. The host revealed the identity of her executive without permission, and the atmosphere suddenly became of the eleven executive officers of the Winter Kingdom had never seen them in person in their lives, and they all looked at them with curiosity and awe. The host smiled and asked who would like to invite the two executives to dance. As a result, no one among the young talents in the audience dared to move for a long principle of accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. It applies to everyone. What if the dance fails and the executives are unhappy? In order to resolve the embarrassment, the captain of the Prince's Guards came to the rescue, made a gentlemanly gesture, and invited [Puppet] Sandone to lead the dance. The atmosphere at the scene became lively for a while. The men took their partners' hands and entered the dance floor one after another, and began to twist their bodies to the live music. She was sitting alone at the main guest seat, sitting on pins and needles under the attention of countless pairs of eyes. At this time, from among the crowd, a handsome man in farmer's clothing walked up to the front and invited: "Beautiful Miss Executive Officer, I want to ask you to dance. Look, what a beautiful outfit. Skirt, if you don’t dance, wouldn’t it be a pity for the bright moonlight tonight!”
Looking at the "farmer" in front of her, she couldn't laugh or cry, and said through a message: "When did His Royal Highness become glib? He just changed his clothes, but his face was not disguised. Are you not afraid of being recognized?" His Royal Highness smiled and shook his head, with an indifferent expression that seemed to say, "No one knows him anyway." She had no choice but to stretch out her hand, and His Highness naturally led her to the dance floor. The people in the middle of the stage automatically gave up a large space. His Royal Highness gently held her waist and whispered in her ear: "I seem to hear you singing again."