A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Sunlight shines through the open window into the room, illuminating the spacious bedroom.

The blond little prince sat on the bed, extended his hand obediently, and showed it to the doctor sitting on the bed. Elderly doctors with gray hair started to hold the prince's hand and carefully looked at the scar on his wrist. Then he turned his head again, looked at the prince's ankle seriously, and nodded slightly.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the little prince in bed sitting on the bed, eyes with big golden eyes staring at him, his eyes filled with expectation.

The cute little figure made the old doctor couldn't help but smile a little. If it weren't for the honorable prince, he could not help touching the child's head.

He likes this little prince in his heart, he is clever, obedient, and sensible.

He is the best doctor in the city of Venal. Those children of noble officials are looking for him when they get sick. The children are afraid of taking medicine. When they see him, they are noisy and violent. When they are injured, they are afraid of pain and death. It takes a lot of hard work to complete the toss, and there are even those who are so accustomed to pointing at him and scolding him to kill him.

When he hurried over that day and was secretly reminded of the prince who was Aaron Landis, he thought with sighs that he would suffer again. The prince is much more noble than those noble children. If he accidentally hurts him, he might be dragged down and put in prison. How can he bear his old arms and legs?

However, as soon as he entered the door, the old doctor was taken aback. The child's injuries were not light. The wounds cut on his hands and feet were very deep. If he accidentally bleeds, he can't stop bleeding, especially the shallow one on his neck.

I don't know who was so cruel to poison such a small child.

Seeing such a serious injury, the doctor's heart was on top, and he could not think about it. He quickly cleaned the wound, disinfected it, and then tried to stop the bleeding and **** the bandage.

Waiting for the lap to finish, he wiped his sweat, then realized that he had tossed for so long, especially when cleaning and disinfecting, such a deep wound would make people feel very painful, I am afraid that an adult can't stand it live. But let the little prince not make a big noise, it seems that he just can't help but groan from start to finish?

As soon as he looked up, he saw the pale face of the little prince, and cold sweat oozing from his forehead, obviously painful, but still sitting obediently, the hand reaching out to him didn't shrink. Can see the teeth on the soft lips that were bitten by his own pain.

There was still a little mist in the big golden eyes, and the old doctor looked so soft.

At that time, there was a tall man with brown hair who was turning around in a hurry, and was annoying. He was scolded by the old doctor and rushed out of the door. He could only squat at the door and wait. The other boy also stared at the little prince without blinking, but he always stood beside him quietly, helping the old doctor from time to time to deliver things and lay hands, and the old doctor did not drive him out.

Thinking of this, the old doctor smiled gently as he looked at the child whose face had returned to a healthy ruddy color.

"Prince, your injury is much better."

He deliberately paused for Gallan's hopeful look and suspended Gallan's appetite before continuing.

"You can get out of bed and move a little bit...but, you can't be too violent, you know?"

As soon as the old doctor finished speaking, Gallan's eyes lighted up.

He hummed happily, and then could not wait to get out of bed.

God knows a few days back to Venal City. He lay in bed for a few days. Although he could get the sun without mold, he felt that if he continued to lie down, his limbs would be paralyzed.

He got out of bed and walked happily back and forth in the room several times, like a lively little squirrel who wandered back and forth as soon as he woke up from hibernation.

The old doctor looked at him with a smile on his side, and was taken away by someone.

It didn’t take long for a servant to come in and bowed his head to Galland.

He said, "His Royal Highness, Galan, let me take you to see him."

"Brother Wang? I know."

Under the leadership of the young servant, Garland crossed the promenade, and there was a suspended stone bridge between the tall building in the center of the government office and the tall building on the side.

As he walked across the suspended stone bridge, Gallan looked down, and at a glance he saw the pile of corpses on the edge of the Venal River outside the city.

Almost forgot!

I had planned to tell Brother Wang as soon as possible, but the incident was interrupted by the refugee riot, and I didn't think about it for a while.

No, he had to find a solution to this matter, otherwise he would go on like this, and there might be a plague soon in the city.

However, what reason should we use to convince Brother Wang?

The current medical standard of this world is far from being able to understand such things as bacterial infections.

Garlan pondered while walking with the attendants, and soon arrived in the administrative room where King Camos was staying.

There were several knights standing beside King Camos. These men had a two-finger lion badge hanging on their chests, with the simple luster of brass, symbolizing their status as a thousand captains commanding thousands of cavalry. In Aaron Landis, who can become a thousand riders, are knights out of nothing.

Seeing Garland coming in, the three knights bowed their heads to salute him.

If, before coming to the city of Venal, their respect for Galland was purely for the royal family and the incidental respect for King Camos, then this time, their salute was a little more sincere.

Although the little prince looks weak, he still has the courage they recognize and the love for his subordinates.

And they also feel that even if they are weaker now, but the prince is still young, as long as he works harder, maybe he will become as strong as King Camos when he grows up?

King Camos did not care about the presence of the knights, and strode over. Haha took a small smile and picked up Gallan.

He himself felt that in front of others, he could have restrained not rubbing against his lovely younger brother.

"Gallan, you did a great job this time."

He praised his younger brother without hesitation.

"In danger, rescued the young people of Aaron Landis, and then successfully stopped the rioting refugees, and no one can do better than you. This time the merits of Venal City, You account for at least half."

He said, "So, I will give you a reward, say, Garland, what do you want?"

Garlan, who was still worried, heard his words as soon as King Camos said.

Isn't this just right?

He thought happily, grabbing the brother's head and turned half a circle, pointing to the front to let King Camos go over the window.

The knights beside them all stood aside calmly.

If anyone else dared to make ground on the head of their great King Camos in this way, they would have scorned and even started.

But for the little prince who was spoiled by the king of Camos to the sky, from time to time they grabbed the head of the king, dragged his hair and even patted his cheeks, they were used to numbness.

Anyway, one is willing to fight, one is willing to suffer, did not see the happy look of their king?

If they really stepped forward to stop the offending behavior of the little prince, saying no, they would be beaten by King Camos.

Not knowing the whispers in the hearts of the knights behind him, Gallan motioned his brother to come to the window, and then pointed in a direction outside the window.

"Brother Wang, look there."

Looking in the direction Garlan pointed, Camos frowned subconsciously.

Because he saw the piles of corpses on the edge of the Venal River outside the city, most of them buried under the river were drowned when the river was flooding, and the outermost layer was almost the corpses of the recently sick and dead, even From a distance, you can see countless flies flying on the carrion, lingering.

"Those people are pitiful."

Garland struggled to show a child's sympathy for the dead who had no corpses.

"Brother Wang, you asked someone to bury them in the mountains, okay?"

In fact, Gallan wanted to directly say that it was burnt. The cremation of this pathogen is the best way, but now the customs on the earth are very old. People here believe that people have souls, even if they die, the body and the soul are very deep. Connection. If blessed by the gods, the dead soul might return to the body and be resurrected. Therefore, they attach great importance to the integrity of corpses and have always admired burial. Some special ethnic groups will bury corpses in the sky and water, but there is absolutely no practice of cremation.

For them, the so-called cremation is frustrating, and even bringing souls to death. Unless they have a deep hatred with the other party, no one will do this kind of ``vicious'' thing.

So Galland had to take a step back and let people drag these bodies into the mountains and bury them.

"Gallan." Camos smiled at him and said, "I know you are soft-hearted, but now everyone is busy and the river is in danger of flooding. Everyone went there."

Recently, the Vinal River seems to have a tendency to rise again. Most of the city guards who maintain urban order have gone to the embankment to urgently repair the embankment. The remaining Cheng Weiguang has been very reluctant to maintain order in the city and resettle the refugees. It is impossible to separate people to do something purely to please the little prince.

And the guards under his command... King Camos never even thought about it. After all, the knights under his command were all nobles, and it was absolutely impossible to do things like carrying the bodies of civilians and slaves.

He coaxed the little brother in his arms and said, "But our Galland is kind, so wait again, when the flood season of the Povinal River has passed, I will ask them to bury those bodies, okay? it is good?"

Garland was anxious.

Wait another time? Is it ten days or half a month? I'm afraid that at that time, the plague of the entire city of Venal has already exploded.

He tried to organize appropriate language to explain the contamination of water sources with germs.

"But Brother Wang, you see, many of these people died of illness. They got sick, and now they are soaked in water. The disease on their bodies may melt into the water, and the people in the city have to drink water. They will get the same disease as them!"

That kind of kid's words made King Camos laugh for a while, and only thought how cute his little prince spoke.

Not only him, but also the few knights beside him chuckled.

Although the prince did very powerful things, he was still a child after all, so whimsical.

They all think so.

King Camos smiled and rubbed Garran's anxious head.

"Little fellow, are you sleepy? Is it possible for a person's illness to melt into the water?"

Seeing that King Camos and the knights were laughing, he didn't care about his words at all. Gallan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

Everyone thinks that he only said such childish words because he wanted to bury the poor refugees who had no corpses, and no one took him seriously.

auzw.com Due to the limitations of this era, even if doctors are called, those doctors will not agree with him.

It's impossible to be coquettish...Gallan is well aware of Brother Camos' temper. Although Brother Wang spoils him and is used to him, he will never change his mind on the matter in order to make him happy.

After coaxing his younger brother, King Camos continued to stand with his knights at a square table covered with a map, and discussed with the map how to prevent the flooding of the Vinar River again.

And Gallan was placed on a soft soft chair, and a fragrant small cream cake was placed in front of him, as well as a glass of sweet juice, but Gallan pursed his lips and obviously had no intention to eat.

He bent his knees in the soft chair, blinked, and his brain was spinning fast.

While thinking hard, he unconsciously swept his eyes from the people on the opposite side.

A golden light flashed in his eyes. He looked closely and saw a four-finger wide gold armband on King Camos' upper arm.

In an instant, his eyes lit up.

The little prince jumped off the chair all at once, ran to King Camos' side, and reached out and pulled the corner of King Camos's clothes.

"Brother Wang~~~"

He yelled and dragged again.

As soon as Camos lowered his head, he saw the child looking up at him with a small face, and his golden eyes looked at him brightly.

He couldn't help but smile and lifted Gallan up on the table.

"What? What do you think about the reward?"

"Ok!"

His little white hand reached King Camos' eyes, and Gallan looked at Camos brightly.

"Brother Wang, give me gold coins, Aaron gold coins."

"what?"

King Camos was startled.

He did not expect Gallan to think for a long time that he actually wanted gold coins.

Does his little brother lack money?

He thought, he had never mistreated this kid materially?

Garlan's words slightly changed the faces of the knights next to them. For them, the heir to the throne is not a good thing to love money.

"Brother Wang~~"

Garland shouted again, the child's voice was still childish, soft, sweet, like a sweet little milk cake, and his golden eyes glanced at him.

Suddenly, the heart of King Camos in hesitation softened.

"May be...but you have to tell Brother Wang, what do you want the gold coins for?"

"Go hire someone."

"what?"

"Brother Wang didn't say that he was short of manpower? But I think the refugees are all doing nothing now, so I gave them money to hire them and let them help me bury those bodies, so it wouldn't work?"

"Uh... this is a solution."

King Camos thought for a while and thought that this idea was indeed good.

Although the refugees were properly resettled, it was easy to cause riots when they were not doing things, and it was better to give them something to do. Although he felt that what Galland wanted to do was unnecessary, as the king of Aaron Landis, he was not short of property, and it was no big deal to spend some gold coins to make his little brother happy.

After thinking about it, he touched Gallan's head with a smile and praised him.

"Yes, that's good, Gallan is really smart."

Several knights looked at each other, and they were relieved.

Fortunately, this little prince does not seem to be the kind of person who has a greed for money.

Just when King Camos was satisfied, the knights were relieved, and Galland, who had achieved his goal, was also happy, and when everyone was happy, a cold voice suddenly entered.

"King Camos, you are too fond of Prince Garland."

The priest Samash who stepped into the administrative room said so expressionlessly, glancing at Gallan sitting on the table.

"It shouldn't be his temper to let him do such meaningless things."

Camos scratched his head.

"I have promised him."

"So please pay attention next time."

Xie Muer said, walking to the table, looking down at the map on the table.

Then frown.

"The rise of the Venal River is getting stronger and stronger?"

A knight commander replied: "Yes, the silt is very badly piled up, and the river bed is very high. I don't know if I can support it this time, but I have seen the river embankment. If I go on like this, I will continue to repair the embankment next year. It's hard to hold."

He reached for the location of the city of Vinar on the map and the section of the nearby Vinar River.

"Here, and here, the river bed is already more than one meter above the ground." He frowned and said, "Even when the dry season arranges for people to clean up the silt, when the water comes out again, the river bed that is hard to dig Will be filled up with the silt brought."

"We can only think of ways to heighten the embankment again now, but the problem is that with our technology, the height of the embankment is almost reaching its limit, and it will be difficult to ensure the stability of the embankment again."

Xie Muer looked at the map carefully, then reached out and tapped nearby.

"There is a valley here," he said. "There is a dry river course."

"If we can't continue to raise the embankment, we can only find a way to clear the water to other places. It is best to combine this Venal River with this dry channel."

"You mean, build a channel between them? The distance is a bit far, I am afraid it will take a long time..."

"Yes, that is something to be done afterwards. At present, we will first build a temporary channel to lead the water of the Venal River to this nearby valley, where the terrain is low."

"However, in such a short time to dig a channel, we need a lot of people to rush to work, and it is too late to transfer from the nearby city..."

King Camos thought while touching his chin, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Almost at the same time, Xie Muer also looked up.

They both looked at Gallan who was sitting on the table and wondering how much it would be best to move a corpse.

"Those refugees."

Xie Muer said that in a concise manner, the others immediately realized.

That's right, they can use the money of Prince Garland to hire those refugees to dig channels.

Not only can it prevent the river from breaking down the embankment again, but it can also provide those refugees with a long-term job and make them poor earn money, and those refugees who have exhausted their energy in this high-intensity physical work will no longer be tempted Things like rebellion.

Do three things with one fell swoop.

King Camos hugged his little brother and kissed him hard.

"Gallan, you are really my lucky god!"

After kissing, he hurried out of the door, making people ready to recruit refugees.

The little prince, still wondering about money-making, was kissed fiercely, and he was a little embarrassed for a while.

As soon as he looked up, he saw King Camos leave in a hurry, turning his head inexplicably, and saw Xie Muer standing beside him, his eyes staring at him faintly.

The look made him a little hairy.

...Has a bad hunch.

"His Royal Highness, your injury seems to be cured."

The priest of Samash said that tone could not be refused.

"So, starting tomorrow, you have to study with me for two hours every day."

Garland: "!!!"

Wait, what am I doing? !

The author has something to say: Little Prince: qaq

I just want to prevent the plague.