After getting up in the morning, the lady was walking on the Witch Street, then returned to the bookstore along the river to shout Miss Zusili who was staying in bed. After breakfast, the three-horse carriage drove to Black Swan Lake. The Guizhi Crown, led by Holstein's heavy horse, was helpless. Because she didn't know the road, she could only follow the golden scale badge and ate dust. Us obviously cherished the time she spent with her distant cousin. She left the carriage that originally belonged to him and squeezed into the narrow carriage where Augustine was, and talked about many topics in the field of theology and art. She just mentioned it gently. Us's father was an earl in the frontier of the Augusta Empire, and the most powerful country in the Western Continent was power.

The sign of a huge power, the five royal dukes with fixed titles, "Brandenburg" and "Anssen", were fixed in the royal territory for their entire lives and had no real power. The frontier count who came with Oguga was the important minister who truly controlled the mouthpiece and sword spear of the empire. The criticism of the holy empire, in addition to religious hostility, was a large part of it ridiculed the "generousness" of this kingdom that was not descended from the knights to obtain the title of nobles. In the past, he could enter the powerful class, but now even the profits of merchants have been included in the imperial honor. This is too absurd and has no closure. No wonder Bai Qiangwei always mocked the nobles of the holy empire for being too cheap and impure in blood.

The three carriages stopped at the edge of Black Swan Lake. The wife and Us saw the stone tablet at the same time, but the wife was more careful and saw the inscription behind her. As for Miss Zusili with thick lines, she was protesting why she couldn't walk into the manor comfortably. Seeing the wife squatting on the back of the stone tablet, she walked over and asked what was carved on it. The wife read it truthfully. Miss Zusili immediately drove Augustine from hell to the next hell again, only the poor and crazy people

I would be interested in the Wealth of Nations. There are still mixed reviews about the Wealth of Nations. This economics work written by the civilians who were poor and destitute to death from hunger and cold was praised by the "materialists" as the "second Bible", but was unanimously deprecated by the conservative orthodox aristocrats as the devil's rhetoric. It was only with the strong rise of the Holy Empire that some scholars of the scholastic school who had high self-esteem had to read this thin booklet that was not worthy of being placed on the bookshelf.

The little episodes caused by the stele and inscriptions soon calmed down. The group walked on the marble road with purple flowers. On both sides were tall and lush Quebec sugar maple and sycamore tree, which were decorated with the eyes of the magic array of the Twelve Zodiac Palace. They were not experts who had in-depth exploration of black magic, but would only use the exquisite sculptures as artworks filled with some facades. Zu Sili was very interested in the statue of the Virgin Mary holding a water bottle. She ran to wash her face, placing her slender heels, and trying to reach out to block the flowing.

The hole of the water bottle that came out of the spring was splashed by the water, and he laughed at himself. Uss stood under the Gemini statue to think about humanity, and only Augustine and the quiet lady were left in the shade of the tree. The lady smiled and said, "Does the words behind the stone tablet be derived from the famous 'Three things can make any kingdom great--faith, steel and gold coins'? I hope that this question will not offend you, and the great consul who can write beautiful fonts."

Augustine gestured a triangle with both hands and explained: "Faith is the source that supports the empire's progress in suffering, steel is the premise of military affairs, and gold coins are the last cornerstone of war. These three form a complete triangle."

The lady agreed with this statement: "In mathematics, triangles are the most stable structure. I only briefly read the "The Wealth of Nations" once. There are too many professional terms in it that make me headache, but the occasional emotional arguments and poetic words made me persist in seeing the ending. It seems that I need to read it carefully several times. I believe that a book that can make the great consul appreciate so much is worth chewing and thinking about."

Augustine reached out and picked a green maple leaf above her head, handed it to her wife, and smiled and said, "I hope this maple leaf can be honored to be the bookmark in the book "The Wealth of Nations".

The lady took the still emerald green Quebec sugar maple leaves, and her mouth was raised. "I am honored to receive the gift from the Grand Consul himself. I hope that if the Sacramentary Department invites tea in the future, this maple leaf will bring the right to pardon."

Augustine said with a serious look on her face: "Whoever dares to invite his wife to the Sacramentary Department for tea, I will invite him to the Sacramentary Department for tea."

The lady joked: "It seems that when I arrive at Shinge Castle, I can't drink the black tea from the Grand Consort."

Augustine was stunned for a moment, silent, and did not respond to this little problem that should have been answered well with the aristocratic accent of the Luotong Child family. The lady looked up at the maple leaves at the right time, then quietly turned back to her gaze and observed the owner of the Black Swan Lake beside her. A trace of sunlight shone through the gaps of the leaves, shining on the young man. His face was a little tired and pale, and his eyes were clear. When talking to others, he was used to looking at others' eyes instead of the old nobles' hobbies.

On his chest, his figure is slender, not weak, not strong, very moderate, he can be a priest or a knight. When he is silent, his thin lips will pursed, adding a clear and sharpness to the soft face. He does not wear badges, but under his feet are covered with purple flower patterns, not blooming bright flowers, only tender buds and buds. When he picked maple leaves just now, he paid attention to his hands, just like when he pushed "The Advocate" to her yesterday.

Finger is a kind that is suitable for playing the piano and holding a quill. The nails are trimmed very flat, unlike some aristocrats with bad taste. They are used to leaving their little finger nails for a long time. They can't hold up the spear and can't go to the battlefield, but they like to insult women in bed in this deformed way. The man in front of them, whether it is boundless conversation or every detail of the action, is impeccable, and is inconsistent with the portraits of descendants of the traitors depicted in front of his wife's mind when she came to Marceau County. In memory, Schopenhauer

The prince would only talk about the military achievements on the Red Gogol Plain in front of her, and obviously deliberately avoided Reinhalte's sacrifice. The Napoleon Priest, who was recognized as the hero of the empire, also left a haze in his wife's heart when he talked with her about catechism and sailing. However, the man around him brought a pot of gardenia with his rival's "A Reed of Thought". The lady thought to herself: What is this young giant standing under the maple leaf and the sycamore leaf thinking?

Augustine knew that the wife was observing her, but she was willing to accept this harsh scrutiny. Before leaving the city of Alpha, the Earl of Marseille had already asked the Earl of Marseille to secretly investigate the source of the black pearl necklace. I believe that such a precious collection would not be difficult to know the true identity of the owner. Miss Zusili had played with the spring water, and Us also returned from the Gemini statue. Augustine led them to the image of the Virgin Mary, pressed the crystal, and showed a spiral staircase. She didn't mind taking them into the underground world of the Poetry Castle. This is the minimum sincerity. You can't take them around the manor and leave. I'm afraid that in the time being, except for Mrs. Fermoth and Constant's old antiques would slam the table and scold the idiots and stings of this relative and junior. The lady saw the huge Ursula tree eye and exclaimed: "Ancient Tree of Life?!"

The little queen who likes to take her "daughter" to wander around and inspect the songs of poetry met these guests with her waist, holding a rope in her hand, and put it on the neck of the golden double-headed viper. It is obvious that the poor little guy in the ninth level prefers some "father" Augustine. She is a little sad and despair for this irritable and not gentle at all. Every time she breaks off the reins and hides in a small corner, she will find it and put on the rope that is not honorable again. Miss Zusili sees this little loli as delicate and cute as Princess Peifen, and immediately runs over and pinches her face. Augustine is afraid that her housekeeper will accidentally make Miss Zusili into a doll, but she quickly feels relieved.

Angry, because all flat-breasted women can become Miss Elizabeth's friend. Although she was a little unhappy with her face pinched, her hands were not idle either. She rubbed Zu Sili's chest and confirmed that it was not great at all. She showed a cunning innocent smile behind sincerity. She held Zu Sili's hand and whispered. Augustine lost the look of doing too much. After receiving the response, she no longer worried. The loli housekeeper took Miss Zu Sili to climb over the fence and climbed up the ancient tree of life. It can be seen that Miss Zu Sili, who likes to take risks, climbed very inelegantly, but full of sincere excitement. She probably returned to the golden family of Bai Rose, and there was more capital to show off to her father and elders.

Miss Zusili, who has not had astringent fear since childhood, was easy to pass. She followed the little queen to conquer the ancient tree of Ursula. Us was almost the same. She was attracted by a document just released by the Song of Poetry. This is the masterpiece of the one-eyed dragon Urisse, used as a basic intellectual assessment. It has a total of 150 questions and 150, covering almost all fields. Divergent and reverse thinking, meticulous and powerful logical reasoning can only get high scores. In Song of Poetry, Miss Philip only got a high score of over 100 in the specified time. Professor Shirley and Assistant Kim, who only studied in professional fields, did not even have any problems.

Hall, who is qualified and has a wide range of knowledge, has received more than 90 points, which makes Ulisse, who has a sense of superiority to Augustine in intelligence, regretful. Until the Loli Housekeeper threw a sloppy answer to the one-eyed dragon, which was a terrifying full mark, and an angry comment was attached to the end: Author, you can die, it is a waste of the time Miss read "Flowers and Blood", and you can read the twelve lines in half an hour! Your intelligence is equivalent to a dwarf! Please honestly answer the great Queen Elizabeth, is your mind full of straw? Or straw? Or straw?

After that, the members of the poem can often see a funny scene: the tall single ponytail deputy order leader Wulisai followed the little queen holding a "little snake" and bent down to ask some professional questions. Most of the time, the little queen was too lazy to answer, and occasionally she was in a good mood, so she responded to the long-term deputy order leader's request for advice.

Augustine is very clear about the depth of wisdom of the two, and is located in the same plane, so she should be able to be a good friend, a good friend who wants to collect the other person's head and a good friend who wants to turn the other person into a deceased puppet.

Us was busy answering questions, so Augustine had to take his wife to the library on the first floor of the tulip, which had been emptied. There were not many books in the corner. There was a bookshelves dedicated to a fat man's paper, which was not open to the public. Augustine recently sat here to continue writing the Second Empire, which involved the prototype of the marine military. Only this quiet time without interruption can Augustine not think about the difficult problems that are destined to be unsolvable for the time being.

Some people, who have only seen plains in their lives, naturally will not try to climb over the peaks they have never seen before. These people are happy. Some people have seen mountains, but they can optimistically not climb, and they can also see the scenery similar to the top of the mountain at the foot of the mountain. These people are also happy. Unfortunately, Augustine is a pessimist with obsessive-compulsive disorder. In front of him is not only a peak, but also a stretch of mountains, with the Academic Affairs Department and the Vante who is taller than the Academic Affairs Department.

Lantigan, with the Empire, the nobles standing on the top of the Empire, the temple of worship of the Muse ancestors who had just joined, the Duke of Maga Black Ram who held the horn of destruction to stop Saint Urban from the summit, and several higher peaks shrouded in the clouds. Of course, Augustine wanted to rest, but even if he didn't look up, he knew that the existence of those peaks could be overwhelmed at any time. Now, the order is like his body, and he was seriously ill: Saint Urban who came from God has returned to the original

The plane, the armor of the sacred bones is as completely damaged as the robe sewn by the godfather. Old Clough's secret letter shows that the Holy See is finally going to start the process of deprivation of his identity as an interpreter of the "Teachings". The deepest secret is that Augustine's life hourglass is still passing by several times. He dare not even tell the loli housekeeper who is already sad enough. But the future is not an absolutely suffocating darkness. This is Augustine's pessimistic optimism: Ulisse is still stable at present.

Ding is a qualified kingdom manager. The ancient tree of life does have the possibility of becoming a key to the water cup of Psalla. The tentacles of the golden scale can begin to penetrate into the territory outside Marceau County, and the lambs that were left-leaved are growing and each one begins to become independent predators. Prince Dimit is expected to become the youngest true ancestor in the history of the Sertes family, and this does not require Augustine to wait too long. The most important thing is that Augustine is still alive.

The lady accidentally picked up a draft of Augustine's continuation of "The Second Empire". As soon as she saw the first page, the lady immediately put down the draft and apologized: "I will keep it confidential and promised that I have never read this draft. Please believe me."

Augustine shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter. This is a banned book that will not be published for decades. If the lady is interested in reading it, I would be glad that the number of readers has increased from one to two."

The lady sitting next to Augustine cleaned her hair. She tilted her head when she read. She looked very carefully and her body exuded a natural fragrance. She was reading, while Augustine was looking at her, her eyes were not hot or frivolous. She carefully read the forty pages of manuscripts bound into a book, which happened to be one volume. There were probably too many obscure words that were off the ground and frown occasionally. This kind of obstacle that affects the progress of reading has never been appreciated by her. She has always believed in good works and does not rely on conceited sophistry and pretended to be difficult words, but what she held in her hand was not

It is a literary work, so it did not affect her love for this manuscript, especially those beautiful fonts that could be identified at a glance as ooter quill, full of rigorous wisdom. Among the court literati friends she knew, they often had a magnificent mind, but they disdained the details, thinking that it was a manifestation of shallow talent, and those philosophers went to the other extreme, as if they were striving to regulate every pronunciation or every character. She once mistakenly believed that the Napoleon Grand Priest who wrote the travel diary "A Reed of Thought" was the only special case.

The lady blinked and said playfully: "Augustin, I am your loyal new reader. I look forward to this manuscript more than the sequel to "A Reed of Thoughts."

Augustine was a little surprised: "Madam, are you interested in sailing?"

The lady shook her head and said, "On the contrary, I am full of fear of sailing."

Augustine smiled and said, "I feel very honored. I will be even more nervous when I start writing."

The lady hesitated for a moment, becoming more and more like a reader, curious about the author's inner world, and asked in a careful tone for the first time: "Augustin, Aphrodi, who was born with you in Augs Song City, was once your lover?"

Augustine was stunned and denied: "Of course not, but I just met this famous lady of the Northern Owufu family in a fox hunting in a family manor. Of course, Miss Aphrodi of that age was already very touching. But for me, maple leaves are still the most beautiful in autumn."

The lady glared at Augustine.

Is this teasing?

Augustine was very calm and said self-deprecatingly: "Madam, do you have the attitude of a loyal reader to treat sincere authors?"

The lady did not see panic and frivolousness in his eyes, and smiled, "Forgive me, the new reader's prejudice and misunderstanding."

Augustine smiled and said, "You have bias, but you have no misunderstanding."

The lady gently grabbed the manuscript with her hands, her face turned slightly red and her charm bloomed.

Augustine explained: "Just like I see gardenia growing in the wild, it's beautiful, swaying and I'll appreciate it, but I'll never pull it out and plant it in the garden."

The lady tilted her head and looked at Augustine with a sincere face. The curve of the corners of her mouth was very beautiful, and she said softly: "What about the ancient tree of life? Is it because it is not beautiful enough that it is planted in your garden by the Lord General?"

Augustine had a headache.

The lady waited quietly for the answer.

Augustine had no choice but to glare at her.

The lady was amused by Augustine's action. No one dared to glare at her like this in the past. Even the man who was hailed as the most male and romantic in the empire, he was indeed a little older to her, and she would not allow herself to be someone's canary.

The atmosphere here is a bit subtle and awkward. Miss Zusili jumped up and down on the ancient tree of Ursula with a sense of accomplishment. She almost fell from the branches to the bottom of the tomb several times and became a pool of mud in luxurious clothes. Following her, she ran around and grabbed her body again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again, the weirdo kept silently saying, "Miss, my mother said, don't stand on a high place, whether it's a moral building or a geographical location." Miss Zusili was too lazy to teach Quasimodo a lesson, "You are an orphan", and she was just crazy. Since Augustine led it, she was too lazy to teach Quasimodo a lesson.

First, Us expressed his sincerity, and did not bring the two entourages into the underground castle of Shi Yege. At this time, he was doing that test. After halfway through, Us's eyes, which had been bowing, changed their colors and was very hidden. He held the pen in his right hand and changed to his left hand. When he stood behind this ordinary heir of Constant, Uriss said slowly: "Guest of the Centaur Badge, you are very interesting. You are suffering from severe mental illness. Do you need me to help you drive away that weak self? From split to complete?"

Us, who was easily solving the last theological problem, did not look up and said with a smile: "No, it's so interesting now. Even your master, the clever Augustine cousin, was deceived by my acting skills."

"Augustin is not my master, I just help him manage this little kingdom." Ulisser narrowed his eyes. "Schizophrenia is the punishment of the dragon to kill Constand, and the curse of the family going to self-destruction in madness. As far as I know, this curse that brings both bad luck and power has been lifted in previous generations. From this point of view, your family needs a powerful heir, just like the Purple Illusion needs Augustine, little guy, if you tell me what kind of bad luck your birth brings, I won't tell Augustine this secret."

"I can finish this question before you go to inform me and let you disappear. Ulisse, you are just the king of truth, not the master of the kingdom of power." Us, who kept bowing his head, said calmly.

"I don't accept the threat." Ulisai laughed and rubbed his hands.

"This is not a threat, it is a very kind reminder. The wise man who gives such a wonderful questionnaire can of course be considered half of my friend." Us raised his head, with eyes that lost his pupils. "I will introduce myself. I am the soul master of the coward who gave to mild sister-loving and severe female love-mother plot. You can call me Turing. I guess what you call bad luck probably means that I train Us' biological mother and two sisters into female slaves who can only crawl? Or castrate our common Earl father?"

The laughter suppressed in Ulisay's throat was like a crow singing happily, which was so interesting.

The psychopath slowly stood up and handed the second full-score answer sheet to Ulisai, smiling and said, "This time I brought a pair of armor to my dear Augustine's cousin, which contained the essence taken from the skeleton of the Black Dragon Dandong. It could have become the most wonderful cage and experienced countless taboo pleasures. Unfortunately, this cousin was too cautious. I was very happy. Finally, I met a good opponent. Whether in terms of intelligence or strength, the only shortcoming was that Augustine seemed to have suffered a little injury. This made my cousin very heartbroken. What was even more painful was that he could actually refuse the temptation of the head of the Constant family. It was so magical. I couldn't help but show up several times and praised his wisdom in person. By the way, Ulisai, I have read your "Dead Sea Document", which is the only reason why I am willing to come out to see you. I have always been kind to humans who are qualified to maintain a standing posture."

Ulisai smiled and said, "I hope I can have the opportunity to study your head and your soul that has merged with several dragon souls."

The young schizophrenic nobleman looked at Ursula's ancient tree, "Please tell my cousin that Cousin Us is going to return to Augusta, but next time I meet, the cowardly Us is already the holder of the Centaur badge. I hope Augustine will not be too surprised. I am really happy to see you. As for the armor 'Let the Leader', I will keep it as a collection of the Poetry Castle."

Ulisse said softly: "Looking forward to meeting you again, I hope the surprised Augustine can take off your head."

The young man with his back to the one-eyed dragon slowly walked towards the spiral staircase and waved his hand and said, "Urisse, if you think Augustine can't satisfy your curiosity one day, come to me, your only enemy, 'unknown', will be more."
Chapter completed!