Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 424: The Mosquitoes in the Capital Are Harming People

"You see, you are indeed better now than before. I have good news to tell you."

After all, the other party was the patient's family member, so Ji Ming briefly told them about his treatment of the Sun King today.

After concealing the decadent and backward content about arranged marriages, he fast-forwarded directly to the most crucial part of the conversation.

"Although His Majesty is indifferent, he is still your grandfather after all. It's just that the situation in the court is complicated, the influence of the relatives is quite large, and he is old and lacks determination, so he is a little hesitant."

"And now, I saved his life, so I took the opportunity to give him some honest advice. So now he is a little shaken about this matter."

"Then what you need to do next is to wait and see. Don't be too aggressive, but also don't be too incompetent. Don't give them an excuse to exaggerate your threat, and leave enough reasons for His Majesty to promote you..."

Eleanor: “Uh…ah?”

She could understand the logic in Ji Ming's words, but this not allowing you to go up or down... was too abstract.

At least considering her IQ and EQ, which are constantly growing but still have huge room for improvement, it is obviously difficult to understand.

Ji Ming had no choice but to give some more advice.

"What the great nobles are worried about is nothing more than that you will follow in the footsteps of your parents and go to the western part of the kingdom to make trouble and have heated discussions with the people of the Deep Forest, thus disrupting their pampered and comfortable lives as nobles."

"In other words, their concern is actually about the king's power."

"Kingdom..."

After all, she was Old Qixia who had been in the royal capital for more than ten years, so Eleanor slipped out almost subconsciously.

"So I should be inclined towards the... religious authority that corresponds to the royal authority?"

Wow, my IQ is increasing very fast. I can almost take the college entrance examination and make a bid for 985 or 211.

But Jiming was still lamenting that his accomplice... partner... ally support plan was finally about to succeed.

Eleanor's eyes suddenly lit up and she said excitedly.

"Ji Ming, you are so nice to me!?"

……

It's broken, there's a problem!

Ji Ming quickly interrupted.

"What do you understand?"

Eleanor also realized that her imagination seemed a little too beautiful, and the smile on her face froze.

"Uh, I thought you were going to write a new instruction manual and put my name on it."

"What? You think so... She's pretty."

silence.

"Well, that's pretty much it."

Originally, according to Ji Ming's plan, he had already stayed in the mountains for seven days, and he should spend more time in the royal capital during the next period of time.

Investigate the situation of the nobles, the plight of the royal families, and the players' plans after entering Qixia City, so that they can be fully prepared to deal with potential shocks in the future.

But after just one day, he had seen enough of this, no, this!

The high-end game and the mess are mixed together, just like eating chili peppers and then drinking ice water, or standing in front of the air conditioner with a sweaty body on a hot day.

If a situation like today happens a few more times, Ji Ming will have a hard time not shortening his life.

In this case, instead of continuing to stay in prison in the capital, it is better to return to the mountain and continue to teach those Holy Light friends who now seem to be very friendly.

Stay there peacefully for seven days, and when those big insects and little pigs in the southern part of the kingdom are ready and form a group to go to the players to kill people, you can find an excuse to go down the mountain.

...However, when it comes to lecturing, guidance should be the main focus, supplemented by indoctrination. At least one person cannot just stand there and talk. This will not cultivate talents.

Moreover, learning from books is always superficial. One must practice it personally to truly understand it.

If we could have someone who has already practiced it as a teaching assistant and share his or her personal experience with everyone, the effect would definitely be better!

So who will be the lucky contestant?

The Archbishop certainly can’t do that, it will make everyone too nervous.

Hecmedia couldn't do that either. As a special envoy of the Holy See who had just had a quick meeting with Ji Ming, he was busy leading the Pegasus Knights to patrol the southern part of the kingdom.

Therefore, the only answer is Eleanor, who has become a complete idler since leaving Sunshine City.

This way, when the assessment comes in May, the archbishop will have something to say.

"Look, isn't Xiao Nuo doing a great job? He can share his new knowledge with everyone and is kind enough to give lectures to everyone. He is obviously a capable person!"

The Sun King must have been very pleased after hearing this. He waited for him to drink up the remaining spirit-gathering liquid in the bottle in one gulp and then pulled out the map on the spot.

"A good life is a reward! Give me a fief, a fief! Give my dear little niece a big fief!"

Oh shit, are we going to make the decision right away?
Whether it was to show their presence or they really didn't want another pair of annoying long songs, the great nobles would definitely express their objection immediately.

"Oh my God, Your Majesty, this cannot be allowed! Your Highness is still a saint and has not received a proper aristocratic education. What if he messes up his fiefdom and causes unrest?"

Then on the church side, our Pope can stand up and support us, he said.

"Your Highness is kind-hearted and well-behaved. He has long intended to convert to my religion. My Lord is merciful and cherishes talents and kindness. He has specially ordered me to grant him the title of a saint, the respect of all believers, and the treatment of a bishop."

So the nobles changed their minds and thought, oh! It turns out that Eleanor has officially joined the Church of Holy Light.

According to the model of separation of the king and the church, even if she was named a princess, her position and influence would definitely be more inclined towards the church rather than the secular world.

By then, as long as her fiefdom is moved as far east and south as possible, even if she still has some hope, she will not be able to cause any trouble again.

If there are still stubborn people who continue to get in the way, Ji Ming will be the last card.

[I heard from an ancient sage that even the bravest person needs three friends to accomplish anything, so isn't it foolish not to cherish reliable friends?]

[I was originally just an ordinary pariah in the barbarian land, barely making ends meet with the help of some ancestral medical skills. Thanks to the cultivation of the church, I was able to achieve something. Naturally, I must obey the will of the Lord God.]

[Now that the Lord God has canonized my friend as a saint, I should naturally fly over to assist her like a hurried swallow, and use all my mediocre talents to help her manage the believers in her territory, without any slackness.] [As God's chosen one, I have reached the age to contribute to the church. I only hope that His Holiness the Pope can have mercy on my sincerity, meet my insignificant wish, and let me go to her territory to manage the church.]

[I write this article with a heart as fearful as a dog or a horse, and respectfully present it to let Your Majesty know this matter]

When the great nobles see that the Chosen One is clamoring to go, they will definitely think that Eleanor's foundation is all in the church, and she will definitely not be able to participate in the affairs between kingdoms, and they can rest assured.

Although things may not go so smoothly, they will definitely develop along this path.

As for the rest...it's already quite amazing that Ji Ming can take three steps at a time, as for the rest we'll have to wait and see.

Eleanor naturally had no excuse to refuse such a good offer. She began preparations that evening and officially started her teaching assistant career two days later.

But for Ji Ming, it was more like he found a reasonable excuse for himself to slack off than to say that he found a job for Eleanor.

When he was thirsty from explaining, he could sit down and listen to Eleanor's nervous chatter for an hour or two, using it as white noise to help him sleep.

But for Eleanor, this was indeed a very rare opportunity to show her face.

Even as a royal child who was raised like a pig for various reasons and only got the opportunity to develop after he was almost eighteen years old, he developed from scratch.

This might be her first time speaking in front of so many people, which is a very rare experience.

The Pope was very surprised that Ji Ming started the second round of courses right away. Everyone was very supportive of the hard work of the chosen one.

Therefore, during the next seven days, the Vatican was quite peaceful, with morning bells and evening drums, harmony among the people, and no accidents occurred.

If it were put into the real world, it would probably have been labeled as a hipster cleansing his soul or an internet celebrity hiking check-in, and would have rushed into a mess.

But in contrast, the Qixia City at the foot of the mountain was in a miserable situation.

In the past seven days, this magnificent kingdom has become another Gotham from another world, and it is a Gotham that belongs exclusively to the nobles.

Because just when they were scrambling to talk about alliances and cooperation with the pioneer guilds, and were excitedly grabbing new weapons called "guns" and shooting them around.

The so-called "pest control team" that had carried out a massive explosion at the Prince's dinner was roaming around the city and committing multiple...

To call it a case seems a bit embarrassing, and to call it a disturbance the loss is not small... a prank?
In short, fighting the nobles openly like the Grim Reaper, regardless of whether it is seeking death, is definitely useless at least in Ji Ming's eyes.

Excessive pressure would only provoke an increasingly powerful counterattack, and might even force this group of nobles to put aside their past disputes and sit down to renegotiate, reaching a consensus to crush the public enemy first.

By that time, it would only backfire, and perhaps even the interests that the pioneers had fought so hard to gain in the royal capital would be taken back.

So he took the time during lunch to type and left a long message for Death under his post.

The content of the article is very simple, which is to let the god of death learn from the wisdom of "mosquito".

So, please listen to the question, what does a mosquito look like?
——The answer is yes.

Whenever you are happily playing games or sleeping comfortably, it will suddenly appear in your ears.

buzzing buzzing...

If you are lucky, you kill it with one slap. Looking at the corpse and blood on the palm of your hand, you hesitate whether to find some paper to wipe it first or go to the bathroom to wash your hands.

But often you are unlucky and you slap yourself in the face for nothing, then feel frustrated when you see your empty palm.

Put aside the intense team battle and look around?
Get rid of the strong sleepiness, get up and turn on the light?
Perhaps, after waiting for a while, you finally decide to give up, hoping that it has been scared away and you can continue to do your own thing in peace.

But just when I was immersed in it again, I heard its debilitating buzzing sound again.

Or maybe you decide to drop what you're doing and tackle it, using whatever weapons you can find, like an electric mosquito swatter, insecticide, or just your own hands, to start a dragnet search.

But after sweating profusely and still getting nothing, I stared blankly at my computer and bed, thinking to myself what a pig nose I am.

In any case, your beauty was destroyed by a mosquito, easily and cleanly.

If you are thick-skinned enough, you can tell this trivial matter to your friends as a joke tomorrow and gain their sympathy or ridicule.

But if you are a thin-skinned person, you can only sulk in silence.

Unfortunately, the nobles in the royal capital are a group of "thin-skinned" people.

The night before yesterday, a newly opened club on Ruby Avenue was raided. The robbers smashed the place and stole a large amount of money, and also let go of the elf girl they had finally captured.

As a major shareholder, Viscount Qingshan was naturally furious, but it would not sound good to make this matter public. He did not dare to send people to collect clues and look for the murderer. He could only consider himself unlucky after finding nothing through secret clues.

Yesterday afternoon, the convoy of the Slanting Moon Tavern was robbed by bandits outside the city. A box of expensive and addictive potion that could give people wonderful hallucinations disappeared along with the convoy, and only a frightened guard was released.

After hearing the confession of this tongue, Earl Cui Gu was so angry that he chopped off his head on the spot. However, this matter was of great importance. If it really got out, he would definitely be pushed out by the master to take the blame. He could only quickly contact other suppliers to help his brother!
This morning…

"What? The old man from the Graystone family, his most precious grandson went out for a banquet yesterday, and was beaten when he came back?"

As the sworn enemy of the Huishi family in the grain and oil field, the head of the Ginkgo family, who holds the title of Marquis, almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

"No...didn't those pioneers come up with something...that thing, a newspaper? Publicize it in it for me, publicize it!"

Waving his hand to dismiss the bowing servants, Marquis Ginkgo looked at the street scene outside the carriage with satisfaction.

Just when I was about to express my deep emotion about how happy I was when I saw a rotten tomato gradually getting bigger in my field of vision.

Snapped!
And it’s not over yet, there’s even worse stuff to come.

Crackling...

Anyway, it's just a bunch of mess.

You say it's big, but it definitely can't be weighed.

Although it is small, the loss is real.

It's just fucking disgusting, disgusting!
And there is no one behind any incident, or everyone seems to be the mastermind.

Because this royal capital has lasted for five hundred years, and so many new and old grudges are buried under its glory. Who dares to say that he has no enemies?

But look at you and me, no one dares to really lose face and start fighting with that person who is most likely our enemy.

After all, you can't work so hard. How can you make money if you work so hard?
They could only shrink their necks and secretly curse these pioneers for being good-for-nothings who made the already chaotic capital even more muddy.

On the one hand, he continued to provide good food and drink to the envoys sent by various guilds, and asked them many questions about the magic armor.

(End of this chapter)