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Volume 4 Violet Tower 681 Winster

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    Duke Tagore's Mansion, Quiet Room.  The white-haired old Duke sat in an armchair, with a petite beauty sitting on his lap.  He has lost that ability, but at least he still has his hands and tongue, and he can barely survive the cravings.  Duke Tagore also tried many methods, such as pills, divine water, witchcraft, and even had a sudden idea to spend money to find a priest to cast a "rejuvenation spell" on his work.  It's a pity that time is the most ruthless. After all, he has lost his glory and can hardly dream of being twenty years old again.  Coupled with old age and frailty, tooth loss, tongue coating deterioration, sexual desire and appetite can no longer be satisfied, Duke Tagore's focus shifted to wealth and power.  Before his soul returns to hell, he must ensure that the family can continue to pass on forever, or in other words, make further progress.  Above the duke is the prince, and above the prince is the monarch. Unfortunately, only the royal bloodline is qualified for these two.  So, let¡¯s find a compromise.  Still maintaining the title of Duke, and then joining forces to drive the sharp-edged Lion King off the throne of Snowton and replace him with a more benevolent monarch.  Only in this way can noble families like them be passed down safely and safely for ten years, a hundred years, and if possible, even a thousand years.  The door of the quiet room was pushed open, and the fat young man said with a flattering smile, "Grandpa, are you looking for me?" He was about thirty-one or twelve years old. He was not ugly, but he definitely could not be said to be handsome. He was bloated.  His chin and thick nose made him look a little dull. ???????? Not at all like my younger self.  Duke Tagor thought so, but no matter what, the other party was his eldest grandson and the future heir of the Tagor family.  "Luniga, come here," the old Duke patted Meiji's perky butt.  He ordered her to step back, and then said, "Sit next to me." Luniga sat obediently, with his hands on his knees, his little eyes rolling around, and he didn't know what he was thinking.  Duke Tagore sighed secretly.  However, he still asked gently on the surface, "Some time ago, I asked you to contact the middle and high-level officers of the Guards. How did you do?" "Thisgrandfather," Luniga scratched his head nervously, embarrassed.  He replied, "Old General Kurdran is very careful. He only allows military attach¨¦s to enter and leave the camp freely for one day a week" "That is to say. You didn't do anything?" The smile on the old Duke's face solidified.  A ray of cold light shot out from his cloudy eyes, causing Lunijia to subconsciously lower his head to avoid it, muttering and not daring to speak.  "How can I leave the family to you when you look like this?" After all, he is his grandson, so Duke Tagore couldn't be angry. He shook his head.  He said with a hatred of steel, "Several other old friends. They just sent me a message and they have already attracted more than 70% of the generals of the Imperial Guard. But when they came to us, none of them succeeded. Where do you want me to put this old face?"  ?¡± In a secret meeting of noble leaders, they decided to launch a coup in Norman City.  Support a new king to protect your own interests.  The key to this is the 20,000 Imperial Guards left to guard the capital.  Old General Kurdran also knows this, so he has been strengthening his control over the army.  But there are many nobles in the Imperial Guard.  In addition, they were stationed in Norman all year round, and many officers had established good relationships with the nobles. After vigorous lobbying, they all fell into the noble camp.  How many troops you control means how much voice you have. It¡¯s no wonder that Duke Tagore is anxious. He doesn¡¯t want to be at a disadvantage in the subsequent power reshuffle.  "Grandfather Your Excellency," he was thinking, Luniga hesitated again, "Actually, I didn't do anything, I just handed the matter over to Winston, because he said he and  The officers of the Guards are relatively familiar. "Winster, which Winster?" The old Duke didn't remember for a while.  "It's the one my cousin, Uncle Qi, did after he was drunk." Luniga explained.  "Oh" Duke Tagore suddenly realized that this Winster could be considered one of his grandsons.  More than twenty years ago, his seventh son had a drunken sexual affair and raped the wife of a gardener in his mansion. In order to protect the family's reputation, he sent someone to assassinate the gardener and then threw the woman into a remote territory.  , only the child was left.  As for the reason, it¡¯s not that the old Duke feels compassion, but that he plans to prepare a book boy for his eldest grandson Luniga.  After all, he is a family member, so when the time comes to serve tea and pour water, it will be easier to use.  "Go and call him," Duke Tagore thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll send someone to call him. You read this letter first." He rang the bell to call the old housekeeper and ordered him  Get Winster.  After only the grandfather and grandson were left in the quiet room, he asked in a low voice, "Do you understand?" "Little Lion Steps"We are pressing forward, and we have no way to retreat. We hope to participate in this grand event with all our old friends to ensure the eternal stability of the empire The signature is signed by Generals Contra and Wilkinson," Luniga read it from beginning to end.  He raised his head and asked, "Grandpa, what does this mean?  " "Let me ask you," Duke Tagore said in a persuasive manner, "If an army were to sneak attack on the 'Sneaker's Road', where do you think the hundreds of thousands of troops from the Southern Expedition would go?  " "Of course there is no way to retreat," Luniga replied without thinking, "but with Count Allegri guarding the Hersius Valley and the Imperial Army garrisoning outside, it is impossible for the Holy See to send troops for a sneak attack.  " "Who said it was the Holy See? What if the attacker was one of our own?  "Duke Tagore smiled mysteriously. "Our people?  "Luniga gradually came to his senses, with his plump lips half-opened, looking as if he was overly frightened. It seems that this kid is not hopelessly stupid. Duke Tagore leaned back on his chair and regained his composure. After a while,  There was a knock on the door again, and it was Winston who arrived.  "Winster bowed and saluted, then stood in the hall with his hands in front of him, looking extremely respectful. Unlike Luniga, his name was not included in the family tree, and he was not qualified to call the old Duke "grandfather"  "Officer of the Guards, how are your contacts going?  Duke Tagor got straight to the point and asked directly. "My lord, these days, I have tested a total of seventeen officers. Twelve of them are willing to serve the Tagore family The other five were recruited by others."  The family is trying to win over each other, so the news will not leak out.  "Winster answered calmly, clearly and comprehensively. "Yes, you are very good," Duke Tagore gave a rare compliment. He stared at his concubine and suddenly said, "This period of time  , just stay with me. When things are done, I will include you in the family tree.  "    "yes.  "Winster stood up and answered the call. He touched his pocket without leaving a trace. There was a hard lion hidden there. ¡­(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! ps: (To be continued)  Second update today.)
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