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After making up his mind, Zhengjun Duncan did not hesitate and immediately asked the driver to turn around and go straight to the meeting place.

The meeting place was in a restaurant, not far from the palace. It was only ten minutes away from the halfway point.

When Zhengjun Duncan and Liu Qiang walked into the restaurant, they found that it was empty. Except for a few reception staff, there was no guest.

It was obvious that the restaurant had been cleared.

"You two, please come this way. The general is waiting upstairs."

After entering the door, the owner of the restaurant personally greeted them and took Zhengjun Duncan and the two to the private room on the second floor.

At this moment, in the private room.

General Longwei, the general of the city guards, and the university scholar of Tianzhang Pavilion were all drinking tea leisurely.

The three of them talked and laughed, and the chat was very heated. It was not until Zhengjun Duncan and Liu Qiang entered the door that the three stopped talking and cast their eyes on Zhengjun Duncan.

They were very curious, who on earth could let the little prince meet privately? And he stayed in the palace for dinner.

After all, this was a treatment that even the three of them didn't have.

However, after seeing him in person, the three of them couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Zhengjun Duncan was of medium build and ordinary appearance. He looked ordinary and nothing special.

If I had to say, he had a very straight back, giving people a feeling of fearlessness and integrity.

"Are you here? Sit down."

General Long Wei looked him up and down, his tone was neither salty nor bland.

While speaking, he sat as steady as a mountain, with no intention of standing up to greet him.

On the surface, it was a dinner invitation, but now this attitude was more like a superior meeting a subordinate, revealing aloofness everywhere.

The other two people also had similar expressions, and it seemed that they didn't take Zhengjun Duncan seriously at all.

Or, they deliberately wanted to give the other party a warning.

For this opening, although Liu Qiang frowned secretly, he dared not say anything in anger, but had to smile throughout the audience to actively ease the atmosphere.

"General, this is the third son of the Duncan family. As soon as he heard that you wanted to treat him to a midnight snack, he immediately rushed over without stopping." Liu Qiang tried to smooth things over, and at the same time, there was a hint in his words.

They came to accept the invitation so politely, can you at least be polite?

"I know, you have nothing to do here, go out." General Longwei waved his hand, as if he was chasing away flies.

A small deputy general with no power and influence was not qualified to listen to their conversation.

"General, this..."

Liu Qiang looked around and seemed a little embarrassed.

Talking with the door open is one thing, and talking with the door closed is another.

If he was not accompanying him, Zhengjun Duncan might not be able to resist these three old foxes.

If something happened, he would not only be unable to explain to the Duncan family, but also to the little prince.

"What? My words don't work? Do you want me to say it a second time?" General Longwei's eyes turned cold, and he seemed very impatient.

"When did a small deputy general become so arrogant? He dared to disobey the order of the general? Do you think your life is too long?" Tianzhang Pavilion Grand Secretary suddenly said.

"Old Liu, you go out first, I will chat with the adults. I believe that they will not embarrass me with their status." Zhengjun Duncan smiled.

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside." Liu Qiang had no choice but to nod.

But before leaving, he secretly gave Zhengjun Duncan a look, indicating that he should be careful.

Before coming, the two had agreed that if there was anything wrong, they would immediately notify the young prince for rescue.

This place is not far from the palace, and it should be in time to call for help.

As the door of the private room slowly closed, the atmosphere in the room became solemn.

But Zhengjun Duncan seemed to have no idea and sat down on the other side leisurely.

This calm and relaxed look made the three people a little unsure.

Dare to come alone to the appointment, is it bold? Or is it fearless?

"General, I wonder why you invited me here?" Zhengjun Duncan took the initiative to break the solemn atmosphere.

"I heard that you entered the palace today?" General Longwei asked.

"Yes." Zhengjun Duncan nodded.

"I also heard that you had dinner with the little prince?" General Longwei asked again.

"That's right." Zhengjun Duncan nodded again.

"Very good."

General Longwei smiled with satisfaction: "It seems that you are a smart person, and I like to talk to smart people."

If the person in front of him pretends to be confused, then he will inevitably have to use some tricks.

Fortunately, the other party answered very straightforwardly and frankly, which saved him a lot of effort.

"I ask you, when you had dinner with the little prince, did the little prince say anything?" Tianzhang Pavilion University Scholar couldn't help but interrupt and asked.

"The little prince said a lot, I don't know what this lord is referring to?" Zhengjun Duncan asked with a smile.

"Why ask? Of course it is..."

The Grand Secretary of Tianzhang Pavilion almost blurted out the answer, but he quickly reacted halfway through the sentence and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

Some things cannot be said on the table. Once the window paper is broken, it is easy to be criticized.

As an old fox in the officialdom, how could he make such a low-level mistake?

"Of course what is it? Please tell me, sir." Zhengjun Duncan asked again without changing his expression.

This time, the Grand Secretary of Tianzhang Pavilion was choked. - Ton

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Jasovs said…
Thankyou Ton
Anonymous said…
Thanks for the update… Ton
Anonymous said…
T.Y., Ton... :-)

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