My name is Ren

Chapter 288 Material sublimates the body, spirit enriches the soul, those who have no pursuit, you are a dry bone

In the leisurely afternoon, the sunshine in late autumn is not as hot as in midsummer, and it brings people more warmth than scorching heat.In the garden, Ren and Treite sat on wicker chairs, looking at a woman and two girls who were playing not far away.Twright's wife and daughter had recently stayed at Wren's house, a necessary arrangement in case something extreme should arise.Ren's manor was right next to the palace, not far from the first and second guards stationed in the palace, and not a few steps away from the guards in the Golden Ring area.

Besides, Renn's manor also has two titled sword masters. In the Golden Ring area, although this force is not strong, it is enough to ensure the safety here.

Tretter's eyes were soft, and he was no longer so reluctant to what Ren told him. After continuous speeches and speeches, the first person to be brainwashed by him was not others, but himself.After a lie is repeated a hundred times, it becomes the truth. Some extremely provocative words only need to be repeated two or three times, and people can be regarded as the truth.These words came out of his mouth and then entered his ears. Now Treite firmly believes that everything he does is for this nation and this country.

The royal family has been thrown aside by him, which is also a sudden awakening after his recent incessant speeches.Compared with loyalty to one or two people, or a family, the word nation is obviously more holy and sacred.Desi people and academics both called him a civil rights fighter and respected him and adored him, which gave him a feeling that he hadn’t felt before.

He used a small piece of cup lid to stir the tea leaves floating on the emerald green tea soup, a movement he learned from Ren.Green tea was very bitter, a bitterness Treit had never tasted before, but he was suddenly infatuated with it.After the bitterness, there is a faint but deep fragrance, and the fragrance brought by the last touch of sweetness.After taking a sip of green tea, his whole body seemed to be washed, washing away the filth and giving him unprecedented satisfaction.

After taking a sip of the tea soup, he put the cup on the small tea table beside him, crossed his legs, and pressed one hand on his knee.He looked at his wife and children with doting eyes, and did not shift his eyes to Ren who was beside him, "I have thought a lot recently, and I have to say, you are definitely a monster." He suddenly felt a little sad Sighing, "I am a nobleman, my father, my grandfather, my ancestors... We have been nobles since the day the Orlando Empire was founded."

"I used to behave like my predecessors, trying to make myself more like a pure nobleman. I have their advantages and learned their shortcomings. But do you know Ren?", he At this time, he turned to look at Ren, and Ren met his gaze calmly. His gaze was complicated and changeable, full of some kind of conflict, hesitating, "I don't think I'm like a nobleman now, I actually feel sorry for those civilians, and I feel guilty for everything I have done in the past."

"You are right, no... maybe not, but at least you have deceived me. A family, a surname, will never be more important than a nation. We are all Desi people, born great Desi people , we should not hurt and oppress each other, we are equal. We cannot step on top of others just because we have done something for this country and nation, it is not fair to other Desi people. "

"We just did what we were supposed to do and they did what they were supposed to do. But we got something they never got, it's not fair, Rennes, it's not fair."

Ren nodded calmly, and there was an absurd feeling in his inner world. It wasn't that he wanted Tretter to stand up and help him, but Tretter himself was willing to place bets on the gambling table and enter the game to participate in this game. in a historical change.However, Treite, who was supposed to be one of the promoters and the ultimate beneficiary, may be called "the black hand behind the scenes" by later historians, dug a hole and buried himself in it first.

Whether it is civil rights or reform, in fact the ultimate goal is to promote the reform of the parliament and turn the aristocratic group, which has the characteristics of a "family" and has a clear division of labor and an extremely united organization, into a combination of interests like a "partisan".In essence, this movement is also a non-isolated political event, an invisible but real transaction.

But Twright is too involved, right?

Ryan didn't go to Twright's speech recently, no doubt he has regarded it as his lifelong goal and career.Ren didn't know what to say, and laughed at his ignorance?Or praise him for his kind heart?It was obviously a hungry wolf, pretending to be a sheep and sneaking into the flock, but was moved by his own lies, and took the initiative to gnaw the turf.

This is sad!

However, he could also understand that the nobles, especially the first-in-line heirs, were born with an extremely empty spiritual world.They don't need to have any pursuits, and they don't need to have any ideals, because their lives have been doomed from the moment they were born.Some people have stepped out of the shackles, have ambitions and desires, and are dominated by these emotions, wanting to get more things, such as the throne.

There are also some people like Treite, who, as nobles, enjoy endless wealth, but are extremely spiritually empty.

They are like sponges that have lost their moisture and are compressed to the extreme. They have no pursuit, only responsibility.But when they touch something that touches their soul, they start to swell and become something else, something completely different from before.

There are not many such people, nor are they few.For example, not long ago, Bethel actually aspired to become the best gardener in the imperial capital.If it hadn't been for the power that Rennes brought to him and aroused his ambition, maybe he is still with Branches and Leaves.There are also some nobles who became musicians, painters, and sculptors. Is it because they are stupid and ignorant?Not really, are there still few weird emperors in the history of the other world?
There was an emperor who aspired to become a merchant, and he bought and sold official positions as commodities.There is an emperor who aspires to become a carpenter, and pursues the most exquisite craftsmanship all his life.

Compared with others' pursuit of power, their pursuit is more simple and ordinary.

Tretter, maybe that's the kind of person.

Looking at Tretter's clear eyes, Ren still had a doubt in his heart that he couldn't let go of.Is this Twright's real thoughts, or is he a means to pursue another goal?

Such as prestige, such as leaving a bright page in history?
He didn't know, but he knew that, at least for now, Tretter's behavior and performance were in line with his demands for interests, and that was enough.

"I respect your ideas, Uncle Tretter. I think everyone should have their own pursuits and goals. This should not be something to be ridiculed. Maybe I can't fully understand your behavior and original intentions, but I admire your determination ", out of the corner of Ren's eye, he caught a glimpse of Fonkos approaching, and closed his mouth in a timely manner.

Immediately after Feng Kesi whispered a few words in his ear, Ren's expression became serious. He looked at Tretter, hesitated, and said: "There is a bad news, Queen Pars wants to Arrest you for tax evasion."

Treite did not show the unexpected expression as Ryan expected, he just smiled lightly, "I have already guessed, this is already much slower than I thought. What I have done has already hurt the Orlando family's rule Basically, it is reasonable for Her Majesty Queen Pars to ask me to shut up." He turned his head to look at his wife and daughter who were playing around, showing a trace of warmth that rarely appeared in the eyes of nobles, "They will leave you alone. "

Ren nodded very seriously, "You can rest assured that I will definitely take care of them. And you don't have to worry too much, you will come out in a short time, of course you may suffer some minor injuries .”

Treite was taken aback, with an extraordinarily complicated expression, "In that case, I leave everything to you."

Although he was a little stunned, it didn't mean that his IQ also went offline. One sentence from Rennes made him understand that Rennes had arranged everything from the beginning to the end.All he needs is an enforcer, not a great redeemer.This person could be him, Tretter, or someone else.He was a little lost and depressed, but when he thought of the sacred cause he had done, he took a deep breath and forced himself to cheer up.

The sun in early November shone on people, and it was extraordinarily warm!
Soon, the news of Tretter's arrest shocked the entire imperial capital. People didn't even need to use their brains to know that Tretter was definitely not arrested for tax evasion, but because he promoted a certain idea and set off a round of change.The royal family couldn't make him shut up, so it was the only way to keep him from speaking out.The method is shameless and effective.In the first time when Treite was arrested, apart from ordinary civilians crying out for him and being angry, the nobles, the supporters of change, including the representatives of conscience, all chose to shut up.

No one knew whether the royal family just wanted to shut up Traite or had already raised the butcher's knife.

The ideal is great, and the pursuit may be sacred, but none of these can compare to the threat to one's life from the royal family.

"I beg you, please save my father!"

The girl knelt down in front of Ren, and Ren quickly helped her up. There were crystal tears on Tretter's daughter's face, she was heartbroken, her body wobbled and she could hardly stand still.Twright's wife fainted the moment Twright was arrested, and she still has a fever and can't get out of bed.

Looking at this girl who was a few years younger than him, Ren showed a smile that was touching and full of some kind of strength. He patted the back of the girl's hand, "Don't worry, Uncle Tretter will be fine."

　I forgot, please fill it up quickly, thank you "One knife to turn the world" boss for being so popular, I will fill up all the chapters that are owed next month, this time is indeed a bit busy
　　
　
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