"What do you think?" asked MARGES, glancing sideways at Turin.


    He admired the young man very much. From the age of 40, everyone either respected him or feared him, except Dooling. No visitors will sleep in his home. Even if there are important things to say two or three days or even later in the middle of the night, these people will take the initiative to leave without adding any trouble to margus.


    But Du Lin was not like this. He came after lunch and asked about etiquette. After all, he was about to face the royal family. If he made a rude move, he would lose face.


    A person has to do hundreds of great things to make most people admire him and look up to him, but as long as he does an disgraceful thing, most people will soon laugh at him. This is very unfair, because fairness is not in the hands of the weak.


    After a brief introduction to the court etiquette... There was no more. Then Turin casually took a book and sat in MARGES'' study. Looking at MARGES, he heard a snore. Turin actually fell asleep on the sofa. He couldn''t forget that at that moment, he was at a loss. He didn''t know whether he should politely wake up Turin and tell him that he accidentally fell asleep in his study. If he is very sleepy, there are some guest rooms in the villa that have not been used for decades but will be cleaned every day for him to rest.


    Or... Leave him alone and let him sleep here?


    He can read and fall asleep. He should be very tired these days, right?


    Then margus burst into laughter. Many people in the whole empire and even the whole world wanted to talk to him in this study, but the bastard fell asleep here. Margus shook his head while laughing, put the book he was reading under his arm and quietly left the study. Then he woke up Dooling who was drooling while sleeping just now. He had never heard of Dolin drooling when he slept. Of course, he wouldn''t inquire about it, which made him feel very interesting, and then laughed at Dolin.


    In fact, in essence, margus still quite appreciates Turin. Not everyone can doze off in front of the first person in the Empire and then fall asleep.


    Dooling is definitely the only one.


    At this time, Turin seemed to forget the embarrassment not long ago. He stroked half of the wall covered by the mottled shadow. The moss in the brick cracks and many ancient traces indicated how the wall had experienced years and could not stand down. Unfortunately, now it is really just a wall, no longer a representative of some kind of dignity and power. People don''t use the walls of the palace to describe a circle, never again.


    He shook his head and said with a smile, "I have fulfilled a wish......" looking at MARGES, he looked like listening, and Turin smiled twice. "In fact, there is nothing. When I was a child, I always felt that the palace was far away from me. Now when I grow up, I really found that it was far away from me, even if I can touch it."


    Margus chewed this sentence. He immediately woke up, kept his appearance and didn''t say anything. He understood what Du Lin meant. When he was a child, he thought that the most powerful emperor in the world was the emperor who lived in the palace. Now he has grown up and is no longer simple. He realized that what he wants is exactly what he doesn''t have here. Although it''s just emotion, it also contains a lot of things.


    They entered the palace one after another. The soldiers didn''t stop them and let them go directly.


    When he entered the palace, Du Lin was a little disappointed. To be exact, the palace was not as grand and vast as the palace in his dream, just like... Something used by upstarts to show off.


    Although he quietly followed MARGES behind, MARGES could obviously feel that no matter what emotion Turin had before he came in, he had something to look forward to. But after he came in, he became calm, which made him a little curious. Is it not luxurious here, or is he sublimated again?


    Margus is an old man who always keeps curiosity. When a person has curiosity, he will have enough awe. He couldn''t help asking, "do you think it''s very common here?"


    Durin nodded, "it''s much worse than I thought!" when MARGES showed an unexpected expression, he smiled, "I thought I could feel a sense of oppression from top to bottom after I walked in, which could not be suppressed. But in fact, I didn''t feel this feeling. The palace I saw was just an external expression of productivity. To be honest, it was very vulgar."


    "Your statement is very interesting. Go on!" Magston became interested when he heard this argument for the first time. He inevitably wanted to know why Dooling said so, although he had some guesses.


    Turin didn''t care that he was in the palace. There were statue like court guards on both sides of the road. He directly threw out his own views, "In the past, when the productivity was low, it took a lot of money and manpower to build a beautiful palace. Countries with weak national strength simply did not have enough resources to build such a luxurious and exquisite palace, let alone wrap gold on the corners of bricks. This imperial palace represented the national strength at that time, and it can also be said that the Empire surpassed the productivity of other countries. It is more important Like a symbol or a threat to scare those small countries. "


    "When the envoys of those small countries came into this palace, they could not imagine how rich and powerful the Empire was. Even the brick corners on the ground would be covered with gold, so they were afraid of the Empire, even if the Empire was not as powerful as they thought!"


    "Human eyes can deceive!"


    Margus nodded after hearing this. "It''s an interesting saying. It''s novel and has a certain truth." he glanced at Turin. "So what''s your ideal palace?"


    Du Lin smiled like a child in his twenties, showing two rows of teeth, "Guess!"


    If the old man wants to set me up, he really treats me like a child!


    This little bastard!


    No mention of the two faces smiling, MMP walked into a palace, and her royal highness was struggling to put on her waist.


    "Your Highness, you should lose weight, this is the waist of the new work in February, but it is obviously much smaller." the maid stood behind the princess''s highness and watched the two maids fight to pull the zipper on the waist.


    The little girl pressed her hands on her chest and her face turned red. She felt that it was hard to breathe now, especially the two melons were about to be squeezed into her face. "I''m not fat, do you understand?"