The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 843: Rebuke and Support

Roland is socializing.

And Chandel, and Yolanda.

Some courtier came to visit today. Yolanda taught Roland to call him "Sir" and also told him many names of "positions" of Eastern courtiers: Roland didn't remember any of them.

Only the other party's name is barely acceptable.

Dai Ruzhong, Mr. Dai.

The old man with a beautiful beard and a big face was like a man with a roar of thunder and tiger eyes. He was not like most of the bloated and soft "sponge gentlemen" in the salon. He wore a bulging robe, and the stone bricks trembled with every step he took - this was a strong and wise official.

Roland had a good first impression of him.

They met, drank tea, and talked through the translator Yolanda brought with him. In addition to asking the executive officer about the purpose of his visit and whether this group of foreign "Chang Gung Guards" needed help from the local Chang Gung Bureau, they also talked about many current interesting stories - about foreigners or locals.

Before, the two sides were not as "harmonious" as Roland saw. There were many jokes and conflicts.

"…Thanks to the prince's mediation, the suspicions of the people were resolved and the confusions of the people were cleared. Now the two sides are encouraged to promote friendly trade and exchange cultural elegance. Nandu said one was a treaty and the other was friendship. Now that it is done, the exchanges will become more frequent in the future."

The old man with a beautiful beard had a calm and steady voice and kind eyes:

"Mr. Luo has the courage of Chang Geng and the greatness of Jiao Yang. Perhaps you can come to my house often when you have time, drink tea, discuss poetry, and talk about the world. Wouldn't that be a pleasure and elegance?"

——When he was on the ship, he thought he was a little genius in London, and he learned a language in less than half a month. Yolanda just smiled and said nothing, without much rebuttal.

Today…

Fortunately, Rose wasn't there.

Otherwise, the woman would definitely try to sabotage him and ask him to explain what he meant.

“…The old man said that it was all thanks to the prince that he cleared up his doubts.”

Yolanda stood beside Roland and translated in a low voice.

After four or five breaths, Roland nodded slowly: "The Inquisition only hunts down cultists and alien species. Mr. Dai, Sir Dai, although we will not stay here for too long, we are also happy to gain a friendship - to be honest, I am a little surprised at your attitude towards the Changgeng Division."

What surprised Roland was that Dai Ruzhong had a very positive evaluation of Changgengsi: The Tribunal did not receive such treatment.

Dai Ruzhong said that the guards in Changgeng's army were all strong, resilient, brave, intelligent, and talented people. They shed countless blood and tears in order to hunt down the rebels who were causing chaos in the country, punish the ignorant people who were bewitched by sorcery, and hunt down evil monsters.

How can we not admire such a person?

Yolanda smiled and turned to translate.

Roland could see that she was not very happy.

If Chang Gengsi was really so positive, what would have happened to her and the young lady who had contact and communication with the rebels?

"Your country's warriors are truly worthy of admiration."

Roland responded with half a sentence, but Yolanda "translated" an extra line.

"Ointment?"

Dai Ruzhong was stunned.

He stroked his long beard, his eyes twinkling.

“…This thing is originally a medicine, but how can it be used as a poison to satisfy one’s selfish desires? What is the fault of the object? Only human desires should be melted within the scope of etiquette and law.”

Yolanda sneered:
"People's hearts? They are in the harsh policies, heavy taxes, and the slaughter of loyal people."

This is a bit over the line.

Dai Ruzhong could see clearly that the woman did not translate truthfully.

"How can a woman understand the secrets of the government?" He stroked his long beard with an unhappy look on his face.

Yolanda looked at her with contempt: "I am also a common person. If I were a tiger, I would have eaten your heart long ago, so why would you bother talking about morality? But I am not an animal, so you don't have to be afraid. Those who look down on me do not do so because of my hairpins and skirts, but because I don't have sharp claws and fangs."

She spoke bluntly and mercilessly, which made Dai Ruzhong angry.

He stroked his sleeves, his eyes like sharp swords. "Governing a country is like holding a jade, how can we allow it to be neglected and neglected? Talking to you is like talking to a bull!"

"Recklessly and leniently?" Yolanda sneered, "You set up special skills and abilities as forbidden delicacies, and imprisoned the talented and beautiful jade under the jar. Now the enemy's iron ships are rampant in the sea, as if they are in an unmanned area; the talented and capable people are like a forest, and they are all in full force. And the talented people of our dynasty...ha...are lying in the pepper room, immersed in the mist of sandalwood, and have no way to resist the enemy..."

Bang.

The heavy palm knocked over the teacup.

Dai Ruzhong stood up and was furious: "How dare you criticize the emperor?!"

Yolanda showed no sign of weakness: "Holy Saint? Are you really holy and wise?"

"Rebellion! How is this different from treason?" Dai Ruzhong pointed at Yolanda tremblingly, and wanted to call for help in anger -

But then I heard the crisp sound of tea cups colliding.

Ding.

A pair of deep golden eyes looked over silently.

There was a moment of silence.

Roland slowly put the teacup back on the table and smiled faintly: "I will find a sunny day to visit you. Mr. Dai, why don't we stop here today."

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Yolanda still couldn't help it.

These "monsters" who were doing nothing made it difficult for her to control her anger: she had seen too much "darkness" in London, the same darkness from the bottom of people's hearts and souls. But what she couldn't accept was that at this moment, these idiots were still...

Do you still think you are doing the right thing?

Are the people guilty? Is her father...the master guilty?
"Roland, do you know how many people live on this land?"

After Halida hurried over to see the guests off, Yolanda slumped down on the chair, staring at the man who was smiling as he poured her tea.

"Two million?"

He timidly pushed the base of the teacup with two fingers, shrinking his neck and hunching his back. This expression made the girl laugh thoroughly.

The girl rubbed her fingers that were clenched so hard that they hurt, and apologized softly: "...I almost got you in trouble again, Roland. I'm sorry, I'm always like this-"

"If someone hurts my Yam, I'm afraid I'll be even angrier than you show." Roland winked at her: "We all have things we care about."

Yolanda pursed her lips.

"…There are hundreds of millions of people living on this land, Roland. I, I mean, if…Good day, Miss Rose," she said to Rose, who was in a daze, and continued, "If they don't ban the 'ritualists' and recruit talents, I'm afraid it won't take ten years for them to completely destroy your empire…"

"Who wants to destroy our empire?" Rose asked casually, sitting on the chair and pinching a bean cake: "...Well, I want this recipe, Yolanda. But can you improve it so that people don't drop it everywhere when eating it."

Yolanda squinted: "Only you dropped it." She pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeve, waved it in front of Rose, and put it away.

"Don't act like you've never eaten before."

"I've never eaten it before," Rose stuffed her mouth full and asked Roland with puffed cheeks, "The bacon this morning was too greasy... Who was that fat guy just now?"

"A local official."

Roland shrugged his shoulders. "The master has nothing to do with us... Apparently the goddess of war didn't reach an agreement with him."

Yolanda rolled her eyes at Roland and said, "What ability do I have to talk to Dai Ruzhong? Isn't it all thanks to the support of the 'Golden Eyed Changgeng Guard'? It seems that the guard is not happy. Whatever, I am a person who has lost my family..."

Roland said he was happy to support her, and Bang Bang patted his chest and promised her to work hard and strive to flatten their empire as soon as possible.

Yolanda was amused and wanted to laugh, but her face turned red under the gazes of Chandel and Rose. She took out her handkerchief and kept wetting it with non-existent beads of sweat.

This man is really...

(End of this chapter)