Old-time musicians

Chapter 625 Unexpected Topic

This was a small episode in the ceremony.

Fanning leaned down and let King Louis wear the Order of the Thistle on his chest.

Then the old man smiled at Speaker Frances and Cardinal Mir on his left and right, and smiled under the flash:

"Master Fanning, the question I'm going to ask may be a bit presumptuous, but from the perspective of the 'highest person in charge of the royal family' or 'empire monarch', it is definitely in line with traditional scenes or etiquette, hehe."

"I wonder if our Master Fanning is currently engaged?"

Huh?

What is this unexpected topic? .

Feeling the gazes of the people, Fanning clearly realized that his appearance in a cloak tonight had entered at least hundreds of shots.

In addition, the various contents of the exchanges in front of the throne will quickly be written into the headlines of various media news.

His mind raced and he smiled, "After I answer, will I get the courtesy of 'marriage' or 'betrothal' from His Majesty the King, which is a fantasy adventure hero?"

"You made a joke that is both humorous and contemporary." King Louis's expression was very gentle, "But tonight, I am just asking a friendly question, and I am not responsible for the subsequent series of topics derived from the question, hehe"

"Not yet." Fanning said truthfully.

"Oh, not yet." King Louis paused after getting the answer, "In fact, this question is probably not exaggerated at all to describe it as 'world-renowned'. People all want to know, our young, handsome, and brilliant Master Fanning, has he started to consider his love life, and which girl who has all the beauty in the world will he eventually marry?"

"." Fanning kept an elegant smile and did not choose to respond to the other party's non-rigid statement.

He was a little confused for a moment. In such a public place under the spotlight, in a public place that all forces were paying attention to, did the other party have other intentions? What exactly was the intention?

Asked but did not ask further questions, nor did he give any suggestions such as "multiple choice questions"? .

Maybe it was just a casual development of a ceremonial conversation.

Bishop Mir smiled at this time: "It seems that our Master Fanning has not thought about it carefully. Oh, in fact, as time goes by, he is also of marriageable age."

"Maybe he will start to consider this issue after the Harvest Art Festival ends." Fanning said "hmm".

"Speaking of the Harvest Art Festival," King Louis smiled gently, "Master Fanning, as a 'Boethius' artist, can directly obtain the qualification to participate in the election, but I still paid attention to your situation in the first stage of voting. You are currently ranked high, even though you have just returned, even though there is no operation or deliberate effort."

Although the master was directly invited to enter the second selection stage, the situation in the first voting stage still has a weighted impact on the evaluation of the final result.

After all, this is the choice made by other "Crescents" and "Forging Lions", the most authoritative peer evaluation result.

"But there is an unexpected episode here." King Louis smiled and looked into the distance, "After comparing the voting progress of the 'Harvest Art Festival' and the 'Parliamentary Observer', I was surprised to find that Master Fanning's trust in social public affairs is not inferior to his popularity in art."

"Speaking of which, this is an important political reform content promulgated by the Congress last year and officially took effect this year. I wonder if our Master Fanning is interested in following public opinion and becoming the first parliamentary observer in the history of the empire?"

How did the second unexpected topic come up naturally? Fanning was filled with doubts.

This one involves personal affairs, and the other is politically colored. Both are extremely difficult questions to answer well in such occasions.

Thinking quickly, Fanning suddenly raised his head and smiled:

"Could it be that someone asked Your Majesty to ask me these two questions?"

Under King Louis' elegant smile, a trace of surprise and admiration suddenly emerged:

"It's true, Master has a keen eye."

"Your hint is not obscure, so which friend is it?" Fanning asked.

He really wanted to find out what kind of power it was and what kind of idea it had.

"Two. Two questions, naturally two. Haha. This naturally needs to be kept secret."

King Louis, however, held the scepter and walked down the steps on the side of the throne.

At the same time, the bell for the dinner party rang in the palace.

The guests came in twos and threes, making "please" gestures to each other, and gradually walked towards the corridor leading to the banquet hall.

"Master Fanning, please."

"You're welcome, please."

Prince Louis, Bishop Mir and others also greeted Fanning. Fanning agreed, but his footsteps stopped for a few seconds at the steps of the throne.

Who is asking questions?

He looked down thoughtfully, and slowly stroked the statue of "Saint Janinger, the Bather of Light" on his chest.

There is a special patrol hall? .

That shouldn't be right.

However, speaking of this, I'm afraid today.

"Master Fanning, to be honest, I am impressed by your demeanor just now." While walking side by side, Walter praised sincerely. He didn't understand so many twists and turns. He just felt that his boss's popularity and performance under the spotlight were completely impeccable. ". Huh, the highlight is over, and the next dinner should be able to relax and enjoy a little."

"It's over for you, but for me, the main event has not started yet." Fanning suddenly laughed inexplicably.

"Oh, you are the focus of the whole audience, that's right." Walter felt that he should understand.

It seems that his boss is still a little impatient with overly secular socializing.

Shortly after the banquet started, the three distinguished people on the throne began to toast the guests in order as the host.

When it was the turn of Speaker Frances, Fanning clinked glasses with her and said, "Thank you Bologna School, especially Miss Roy."

Although the two were on the stage before, they didn't have the opportunity to talk.

Although Fanning's words are very "stereotyped", from the development of Turner Hall to the present, it is probably the most sincere sentence so far today.

"I've been wondering what the person who made Miss Roy 'not doing her job' for several years looks like. After meeting today and learning about this series of achievements, I think it makes sense."

The female speaker's smile was more relaxed at this moment. If Roy, who had experienced the dream conversation at that time, saw this scene, or vice versa, if Fanning had seen the dream conversation at that time, they might be shocked by the huge attitude contrast!

"I'm really sorry, the time of 'not doing my job' may still take a few months, you know, the Harvest Art Festival."

But the actual situation is that Fanning didn't know. After clinking glasses, he smiled embarrassedly and drank a sip slightly more than usual.

"Until you start to consider personal matters?" Frances somehow connected the context, which made Fanning a little confused.

However, the female speaker's expression soon returned to her usual seriousness: "Then please listen to the ideas of our professors first, courtesy, status, autonomy and de-bureaucratization. Master Fanning, a healthy cooperative business needs to consider the voices of all parties involved."

"I will."

This is one of the problems that Fanning is going to solve next.

Frances took a sip and gestured, looked at Fanning deeply and walked away.

Fanning sat down to eat, and reminded Walter several times not to clink glasses with him all the time, but to respect other guests.

He ate while thinking carefully, and about a quarter of an hour passed-

A young man who was dressed differently from the banquet waiter, trotted to Fanning's seat.

Fanning saw at a glance that this was the work clothes of the document and telegraph agency in the palace.

The man leaned over and reminded quietly:

"Master Fanning, someone from the Turner Art Hall called you."

"Take me there." Fanning raised his eyebrows and put down his knife and fork.

Walked quickly along the corridor until he reached the quiet dark brown cubicle.

The staff closed the door and left.

Xilan's somewhat hurried voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Carron, just two minutes ago, the Special Patrol Office sent a message and called at the same time, inviting you to visit the Santaran Fort headquarters!"