My name is Ren

Chapter 320 Chapter [-] Death is not necessarily more tragic than living

Richard in the crowd watched with a pale face as Ren passed by him on horseback, but didn't even look at him.The more he turned a blind eye, the more Richard was thinking in a bad direction.It's no wonder, you can never expect a butcher to put down his knife while he's in a pigsty.It is obviously impossible for the current Richard to say that he has no regrets, but if regrets are useful, how can there be fairness and justice in this world.

The moment he was persuaded by Cooper when he was mentally unbalanced, it meant that he had chosen a path that could not be turned back, or in other words, there has never been a path to turn back in this world.Go down or die on the way.

Cooper pulled Richard's sleeve, his fat body turned around with difficulty in the crowded crowd, and soon disappeared into the vast crowd.

In fact, it doesn't take long to go from the city gate to the city lord's mansion, if the road is clear, it will take at most ten minutes.But today is different, the frenzied crowd is too enthusiastic, forcing Rennes to slow down again and again, and in the end it is almost a slow move forward.More and more people wanted to see Ren. They waved their arms and shouted Ren's name. When Ren waved his hands at the crowd, there would be a roar like a tsunami.

Yelvina grabbed the reins and shook vigorously, her legs clamped the sides of the mount tightly, and the handsome war horse snorted uncomfortably and caught up with Ren, slightly behind him.The orderly shouts made Yelvina's mount a little timid. After all, this steed was born in the imperial capital since she was a child, and she has never seen such a scene, let alone a battlefield.Every time the sound waves rise and fall, the war horse will shake its head restlessly.

If these fanatical crowds rushed forward, I'm afraid her mount might turn around and run away.

Glancing at the calm black war horse under Ren, he seemed to be enjoying the cheers with squinted eyes, and his steps were extraordinarily brisk.Looking at her own mount again, Yelvina blushed a little, it was simply too embarrassing.

Ren's mount was also very keenly aware of something, it tilted its head slightly, and glanced at Yelvina and her mount with its big eyes, showing extremely humane disdain.

Yes, just disdain.

Yelvina was so ashamed and annoyed that she was actually despised by Ren's horse. As a person, she couldn't even say a word of rebuttal.

"You are very welcome." Yelvina followed closely behind Ren and complimented her loudly. Such a scene gave her too much shock.She never thought that a resigned city lord could still have such prestige and respect, which was completely different from the aristocratic elite education she had received since she was a child.In the education of the nobility, citizens, and even the entire civilian class, are the cattle and sheep of the nobility.

The lives they experienced from birth to the last burial in the soil all contributed insignificant strength to the prosperity of the nobles.In Yelvina's education, her mentor, a bachelor, once told her that there should not be too much kindness to the common people, because kindness would make the ruler weak and the common people cunning.For the nobles, the best way to rule is nothing more than to maintain a high-pressure stocking. As long as the common people make enough contributions within the framework set by themselves, they can develop freely.

The shepherd never thinks about what the lambs need or what they are thinking in their hearts. All the shepherd has to do is surround a sheepfold and throw the lambs into it.

But here, Yelvina saw something different, and it was something that made her particularly moved.She wants to be someone like Ren, who has unparalleled prestige in her fief, and who is respected and loved by people from the bottom of her heart.

Ren didn't turn his head, and kept waving or nodding, "I just did what I should do. If you respect them, they will respect you." Ren's words made Yelvina a little confused, nobles need To respect these commoners or even untouchables?She didn't know, but she knew that maybe she should do what Ryan did.

As they got closer and closer to the City Lord's Mansion, the people around them began to gradually decrease. Ortrenburg people had intelligence that ordinary people in other cities did not have.This kind of wisdom is difficult to learn, and it can only be corrected continuously with a realistic knife, and in the end it may not be able to trim it the way people want.

Turning over from his horse, there were still people watching from afar on the street in the distance. Ren took off his gloves and threw them to Yelvina. Following her, she followed Wren into the outer walls of Ortrenburg.The ultimate goal at the beginning of the construction of this city was to make it a front-line supply and defense base.Not only are the roads in Ortrenburg particularly wide, but even some import and export specifications of the City Lord's Mansion are wider than other City Lord's Mansions and Lord's Mansions.

Ren's eyes suddenly froze, and there was an old man standing outside the city lord's mansion. His snow-white and spotless hair was smeared with a thick layer of pomade, and combed neatly.The traces bitten by each tooth on the comb outline straight abysses.He was wearing a white shirt, red tie, and dark tuxedo.The turned-out cuffs are ironed like a circle of iron plates inside. Although the cufflinks spliced ​​together with broken gemstones do not have much value, they also have a strange beauty.

Even the leather shoes he was wearing were spotless and could reflect a blurred figure.

Butler Grandpa Ogles!

There was a happy smile on the old man's slashing face, and the wrinkles were stacked together, making people unable to help but sigh the power of the years.He hurriedly greeted Ren, every movement was tempered without the slightest error.When he stood in front of Ren, his hands hung down naturally, and the middle finger of his middle finger was just aligned with the middle seam of his trousers. He bent down, and the years took away all his goodness, but it also filled his voice. Magnetic, "Master..."

Tears suddenly filled the eyes of the housekeeper's grandpa. He never thought that he would see Ren again.He is a very qualified old housekeeper, he knows what he should do and what he should not do.As an opportunity for the rise of the Alcanian family, he should not appear in front of Ren, not because his old age or unresponsive mind prevented him from serving Ren, but because he did not want his existence to make Ren En produces redundant sensibility.

Life is a journey full of magnificence and fantasy, a reincarnation, born in solitude, and die in solitude.

Ren held his hands tightly, feeling the heat and excitement hidden under the dry, rough and wrinkled hands, he pursed his lips and nodded, "I remember I asked you to go back to spend your old age peacefully, but I didn't let you continue to work here."

"This is my own idea, you know, I have been busy all my life, and I don't want to stop myself in the last few years." The grandpa housekeeper quickly cleared up his emotions. He is more serious than ordinary politicians. Knowing how to control himself, "How long will you stay when you come back this time." As he spoke, the housekeeper stepped aside to open the door and stood by Ren's side.

Ren also quickly collected his emotions, and walked in while talking, "It won't be too long, ten days at most, and I will leave in three to five days if it is short."

"I've already arranged everything for you..." said the housekeeper, and the grandfather glanced at Yelvina, his eyes were unexpectedly calm, like a saint who has insight into the trajectory of everything in the world, this understated glance, Contains many things.Yelvina shuddered a little, and got goosebumps all over her body. The look in her eyes made her a little surprised, but more curious.It was a look more intimidating than those of her father and grandfather in their heyday.

A person's power does not need some external things to embellish and deduce, as long as a look, a movement, a short dialogue, can make people feel the pressure.

In Ren's eyes, it was as if he was facing a doomsday-like storm, tyrannical and presumptuous.The butler named Ogles gave him the impression that he was like a towering mountain that could never see the edge.

She lowered her head, envy flashed in her eyes, this is the golden nobleman, even though Alcania is already lonely, but just being a housekeeper is enough to make her dare not look him in the eye.

When will I be able to become such a person, have such a person, have such a family and power?

Outside the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, there were still three people standing, who were called the new generation of Big Three.Alma looked indifferent. She was very disappointed with Cooper and Richard. She didn't blame these two idiots for embezzling Ren's money. To be honest, it's not that she didn't give herself a lot of money in the intelligence network that ran Bell Province. Drop some goodies.Otherwise, how could she wear gold and silver, and how could she develop a completely different temperament from before?

What really made her hate, or what made Ren angry, was that they dared to kill their former colleagues secretly in order to cover up the facts.Not only killed Marvin, but also wanted to silence Alma, this is something that cannot be forgiven.

Ren walked very fast, without even looking at their positions, he stepped directly into the gate and entered the hall of the Lord's Mansion. Alma turned around and followed Yelvina and went in, leaving only Cooper and Richard behind. The two stood outside the door awkwardly.

They didn't dare to go in, at least they didn't dare to go in until Renn summoned them.

As for the use of force, they never even thought about it. The only thing they can do and do is to smooth out all the loopholes in the book as much as possible, hoping to use such a move to save themselves a way out.

Unfortunately, they forgot about Marvin.

Among the chips they frantically calculated, the dead Marvin and the chips representing Marvin were all thrown into the garbage dump by them, but they just didn't know that sometimes the weight of a dead person may not be lighter than a living person.

(End of this chapter)