The room that Allen arranged for James has a small collection room!
At first glance, this thing really reflects the owner's taste, except that the collection room is filled with old-fashioned hunting rifles and ammunition.
Weapons... and medicines are all prepared for him. It depends on him whether he can seize the opportunity.
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Think about that scene...
His own eldest son rushed to his concubine's house and killed his concubine with his own hands, and even his own youngest son, tut tut tut...
Killing one's own flesh and blood is too cruel for an old father who is nearly seventy years old!
It makes me sad just thinking about it!
When a person is sad, maybe... gah... he may not be able to breathe and go to see God!
Isn't this killing two birds with one stone? !
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Alan is very knowledgeable about the rules. He is not personally causing trouble for the Duke of Marlborough's family. This is an internal matter of their family!
As for whether anyone will suspect that James' condition is a bit abnormal at that time?
This guy has already used contraband before, and the things Alan gave him were just a drop in the ocean at best. Who knows whether he did it voluntarily or passively?
He is already a black crow, so who cares whether what others drip on him is ink or ordinary water?
Even if he had mouths all over his body, James couldn't explain it!
Alan wasn't worried at all that he would be implicated.
…
As for what he said about helping James keep his inheritance rights.
As long as James's rival, his half-brother, dies, then the old duke will only have James as his heir, right?
In this way, wouldn’t the inheritance rights be preserved?
No matter how dirty the means were, just tell me whether the inheritance rights were preserved or not? !
As long as he keeps it, Alan will not be considered to have broken his promise!
As for James killing someone in broad daylight...whether there will be any consequences, Allen doesn't care. Anyway...the Hill family and the Duke of Marlborough's family have always been enemies. What does James' life or death have to do with Master Allen?
No matter whether James is finally grounded, imprisoned, or even better dead, by that time, Allen will have an agreement signed by James himself to help him deal with his property!
At that time, Allen will be able to happily help James take over the family property. He can pick and choose and take all the good assets from their family. As for some junk assets, he can leave the remaining 30% to James.
The premise is...James can survive until that time.
"Come on, go to my study. I need to write a letter to your Majesty!"
In order to sincerely help James, Allen is also prepared to add some more ingredients, that old Deng...
Alan is such a petty person that he still remembers the bad things the old duke said about him. What he just did was all related to James. Now... it's his father's turn!
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"Your Majesty, the Great and Reverend Queen:"
"It's been a long time since I last wrote to you!"
On the gold-stamped letter paper, Alan took a traditional feather pen and began to write to the queen using the cursive handwriting he had worked so hard to learn. Apart from the fixed format at the beginning of the letter, he did not do anything fancy with the content below as he had done in the past.
Instead, I'll just talk nonsense first...
He talked about the scenery of Wales, the letter he received from the Queen, and how much he liked the gift the Queen gave him.
After writing two pages of nonsense, Alan finally changed the subject and started writing nonsense that was not so nonsense.
He first reported the good news of his new home to the Queen, and then wrote that Boss Cha wanted to help him design the back garden of his home, but he did not like the "country style" designed by Boss Cha, but he did not dare to disobey Boss Cha's "kindness".
Allen wrote a character who should have been a heroic minister like a punching bag.
He also wrote between the lines how he calmly analyzed the situation last year and then personally led a team to catch the murderer.
He then expressed very humbly that the Welsh police were not capable of doing this kind of thing and that it had to be someone from their Hill family!
What the words mean is, Your Majesty, don't worry, Wales has me!
Having written this, Alan began to turn the topic to the Queen again. Thinking that the Queen's birthday was approaching, he took the opportunity to praise her from all angles using very formal words.
Her Majesty the Queen works so hard for the empire, but after so many years, her hair has not turned gray and her appearance remains the same. If he had not been born a few decades later, Her Majesty the Queen would have been the goddess in his mind!
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Having written this, Alan looked at this paragraph with a strange expression on his face, and thought about it...he felt that this paragraph was a bit inappropriate. This paragraph was too explicit. From the perspective of the queen, who was so thoughtful, she wouldn't think that I was trying to seduce her, right?
Alan shuddered violently and quickly crossed out this sentence, replacing it with a slightly softer compliment.
After revising this paragraph, Alan nodded with satisfaction. So far, he had already written five pages of this letter, and he hadn't gotten to the point yet!
But this thing... this is a private letter written by a minister to the monarch in private!
But it’s not a formal memorial or anything like that. That’s too formal…that would seem too distant.
A retainer should act like a retainer!
Thinking of this, Allen also wrote about William and Harry. He has been helping the royal family raise children for many years, which is also a credit!
He wrote it in the letter not to be proud of himself, but to let the Queen remember these things. He, Alan, was a loyal and devoted minister!
Having written this, Alan mentioned again how he heroically protected his boss in February.
He is still thinking about the Queen giving him a new medal or something at the annual knighthood ceremony on the Queen's birthday next month.
Seeing that he had said almost everything he should and shouldn't say, Alan organized his grammar and briefly described it in a nonchalant tone.
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"Your Majesty, I recently happened to participate in a local charity event and heard that some areas of England have disabled assistance centers that are not doing their job... After my investigation, I found that there is a disabled children's welfare home that seems to have the background of the Duke of Marlborough. However, the casualty rate of children in that welfare home is said to be very high, so high that it is somewhat abnormal..."
"When I think of those young children who are not only disabled but also facing inexplicable threats at such a young age, I feel..."
"But I have found some problems in my investigation. I beg Your Majesty to look into this for the sake of these children..."
At this point, Alan gave a brief and vague introduction to the situation, and then... stopped writing!
Anyone who receives this letter on her birthday will feel at least a little touched after reading it, right?
The Queen is old and has grandchildren!
In the letter, Alan mentioned William and his family's happy life in Wales, and finally said that those disabled children seemed to be having a hard time.
Comparing the two, he believed that the Queen would definitely be curious about him, and then...
Just check it out!
The power in the queen's hands is fine when it is not used normally, but when it is really activated, what does she want to know? Isn't it easy for her to do it?
Although... the above things were all fabricated by Allen, he didn't even know whether there was an orphanage under the name of the Duke of Marlborough's family, but...
I am framing you and do not care whether you have done it or not?
The key to false accusation is to create something out of nothing!
He had clearly stated in the letter that he was in England, with limited means, and could not investigate clearly. Even if it was really a misunderstanding, it was none of his business. At best, he was just... overly concerned in a desperate situation.
But if the Queen really finds out something...
Even though the Duke of Marlborough is almost seventy years old, if the Queen really finds out that he has done something outrageous, haha...
Alan just couldn't believe it. If he could find out that the old duke had a disability fetish, how could the queen not find out?
With this connection... old man, wait for death!
A short essay will give you some strength first!
If I don't kill him, I'll at least make him lose some skin.
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After rewriting the letter, Alan put down the paper and nodded with satisfaction.
If you want to cause trouble for others, you must be good at using your own advantages!
He is a royal retainer and has support from above!
How can we be considered loyal if we don't make good use of the Queen, who is such a powerful supporter? !
The old lady is so busy, so find something new for her occasionally to open her eyes. I believe the Queen will be very happy then!
"Little Stone!"
"Master, I'm here!"
"Seal the envelope and send it to His Majesty's Secretariat!"
"OK!"
Little Stone didn't dare to read the letter that Allen wrote to the Queen directly like Butler Hut did. He even helped Allen polish the words. Little Stone took the letter very carefully. He first checked whether the ink on the letter was dry. After making sure that the words were dry, he took out a special envelope, put the letter in place, covered it with sealing wax, and then... Such an important letter, of course, he had to deliver it personally!
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It was mid-April, and Alan had been getting increasingly irritable these past few days.
He felt that he had miscalculated a little.
James is really used to being a coward. Even though Allen had people adding extra stuff to him every day, the servants said that at most he would go back to his room and yell at the pillow. The only other excessive thing he did was to secretly take a telescope to look at his father's side. As for the rest... that's it!
But not only did Allen not receive a reply from the Queen, he wasn't even invited to attend the awarding ceremony!
It feels like...
It was summer vacation, and all the students around him had received their college admission letters, but he...
I squat at the entrance of the village every day, but I never wait for that green delivery truck and that envelope!
It’s torture!
It hurts!
Alan didn't know where the problem occurred.
Was it because he didn't raise William well?
Or was it that he didn't protect Boss Cha well enough?
I worked so hard to help you take care of your grandson and protect your son. Even if I have no credit, I should at least have contributed a lot, right?
You have such a cruel heart!
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As the time got closer to the annual awarding day, Alan became more and more anxious.
He had no interest in doing anything, not even in studying the Imperial Games.
After tossing and turning, Alan decided to go to the nearby nature reserve to hunt... and relax!
Only blood can quench the restlessness in his heart.
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The tires of the off-road bicycle rolled over the muddy road in the woods, and the mud and grass debris they brought up stuck to the mud tiles above the wheels.
A man and a woman, both looked to be in their twenties, both wearing long trousers and windbreakers, carrying camping backpacks, looking at the scenery along the roadside.
In Wales in April, the grass is green and the birds are singing, and everywhere is filled with... the smell of spring!
Thanks to the influence of last year's Welsh Christmas Party, this year's Welsh tourism industry...seems to be picking up.
Whether from Europe or America, there are always some tourists who want to visit Wales.
Take a look at where the gala was filmed, and take a look at the legendary Land of a Thousand Castles.
but……
Most of those who can come to the reserve to camp do so on their own, which is not affordable for most people. One needs to be wealthy... to be able to pay the high insurance premiums and deposit to enter the reserve.
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Tia Leoni took a deep breath, looked at the fawn that had just run past them, and said to the white man next to her with a smile on her face, "Have we entered the heart of the reserve? Why are we encountering so many animals recently?"
"That should be it...?" Hearing what his wife said, the white man riding a bicycle next to him frowned. For some reason, he didn't care about it at first, but after his wife reminded him, he suddenly remembered that the frequency of wild animals they encountered in the past half hour seemed to be too frequent.
As he often travels outdoors, he has some knowledge of the wild.
Some species of wild animals are not afraid of humans, but that is in places where there are few humans. The animals in those places rarely see humans, so they are not afraid of humans.
But in places like this with paths, even if people don't appear often, the animals around them should be more or less afraid of people. The current situation shouldn't happen, where a wild animal jumps out from the roadside from time to time and then disappears.
And the direction they ran seemed to be the same.
Like... running for your life?
Huh?
Thinking of this, the white man slammed the brakes, the wheels were instantly fixed, and the off-road bicycle slid onto the ground, leaving a deep mark.
"What's wrong?"
The noise here startled Tia Leoni, who was riding a bicycle, and she quickly stopped the car and looked back.
"Something's wrong! Do you feel that these animals don't look like we encountered them by chance? They seem to be running for their lives. It seems like something is coming over there!"
The white man looked at the roadside nervously. The woods in the distance were sparse, but no matter how sparse the woods were, they were too far away and he couldn't see anything clearly.
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"You're too nervous. Haha... Before coming here, I looked up information in the New York Library. There are no large wild carnivores in Wales. They don't even have wolves. The largest... seems to be a fox? Are you afraid of foxes?"
At this point, Téa Leoni glanced at the white man's bicycle seat and said sarcastically, "You can't do that when you're nervous. Don't think too much about it. Maybe it's just a coincidence."
"snort!"
The white man was very angry when he heard his wife say this, but he had no way to refute it, so he could only stamp his feet and prepare to move on.
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"Buzz! Buzz~Buzz!"
A violent engine sound came from far away without giving them time to think. A black off-road motorcycle followed the road they came from, instantly closing the distance with them, then overtaking them, and finally drifting in front of them suddenly, the off-road motorcycle stopped steadily.
The helmet windshield was pulled up, revealing a face that looked full of flesh.