Chapter 170 Successor
November 1, 1492.
This is an unusual day in Göttinghagen. "The Exploration and Discovery of Elven Ruins" was published in various internationally renowned academic journals.
This is a journal that delves into the daily habits and food culture of the elven race.
Once it was issued, it caused quite a stir in the academic circles, especially in the fields of archaeology, history, and non-human races. It can be regarded as a historic breakthrough.
Shortly after returning from Hanoi Village, Tu Fu stayed at Miskar Stark University for several days.
As the only witness who had witnessed the elf tribe and was familiar with their habits, he naturally had to assist the expedition team in completing the core publication.
A work whose status in the industry is almost no worse than his own small optical treatise, is also very likely to be the beginning of the exploration of the race of elves in this century,
It has a profound impact on the industry.
But now Tu Fu doesn't care about this publication, he has to face another problem.
"My God."
Looking at the dense mailboxes at the door of the dormitory, Tu Fu just held his head and felt a moment of fear.
Because the senders were all mailed from the University of Göttinghagen, Miss Winster continued to send mails to him every three days during the meeting since he was away.
Judging from the period before and after the email, Sophie's tone in the letter became more irritable.
From the full name of "Mr. Tuf Capet", to later "Mr. Tufu who does not answer the letter", as for now it has become "Bastard Tufu!!!".
The more exclamation points, the bigger the thing.
Tu Fu subconsciously wiped off the sweat from his brow, opened the envelopes one by one, and read each one carefully.
Fortunately, they are all trivial things, nothing more than Sophie's recent study plan and goals, visiting newspapers and media with her tutor Edmund, and sharing some loneliness and emo emotions that were probably recorded late at night.
Speaking of it, it's not a big deal.
But if you dare to ignore these, the next time you meet Sophie, you will definitely not give him good fruit.
"Dear Miss Winster, please accept my sincerest apologies..."
Tu Fu, who had prepared the format in advance, quickly apologized to her at the beginning of the letter. Anyway, it is right to apologize first if there is reason or not. Whether to change it or not is a matter for the future.
Ladies never listen to your reasoning, they just want your attitude.
Tu Fu, who is well versed in this way, apologized and put the date in front of each letter. Correspondingly, he also described some of his recent living conditions in Hanoi Village in the letter to be answered.
Used to exchange recent lives with each other.
Strictly speaking, Tu Fu does not dislike using letters to keep in touch. In this era, letters are very slow, cars and horses are far away, and you can only love one person and hate one person in a lifetime.
Probably because he has lived in the fast-paced era for too long, he prefers this old-fashioned way now rather than the regular WeChat video program every day.
This means having enough time without having to keep in touch with each other on a daily basis.
"At least in my lifetime, the telephone must not be invented. That must be something that all men worry about."
When Tu Fu went to the post office at the gate of Michigan to deliver the pile of letters, he secretly swore in his heart.
It wasn't until he finished this that he walked towards Clan Sollens, who had been waiting for him at the gate of the University of Michigan for a long time. The son of the prime minister had a festive face, watching his actions with a smiling expression on his face.
"I guess these letters must not be addressed to that Miss Winster."
"Fortunately, one of them was sent to Prime Minister Sorens to discuss proposals related to the social security bill."
When Tu Fu mentioned that name, the noble young man's handsome face shrank directly, and his resentful eyes turned around Tu Fu.
"Come on, don't keep Miss Weimar waiting."
In addition to his publication, today is also a very important day. Miss Elena Weimar's coming of age ceremony is today, and the Duke of Weimar will hold a grand banquet in the central city.
And the two who received the invitation in advance, no matter whether they are classmates or friends, should go to the appointment.
"Tu Fu, I beg you, don't always mention my father's name in front of me. It always makes me feel scared when I hear this name."
"Yes, but you don't want to inquire about me and Sophie anymore, I don't want others to know."
Tu Fu, who was very satisfied with Kelan's cowardly effect, opened the door and boarded the other car, and asked casually: "And I have never understood why you are so afraid of Prime Minister Sollens.
At least in my opinion, he is not a devil with hands and feet like the outside rumors say. He is a well-bred gentleman, shrewd, calm, and decisive, no matter how you look at him, he is a remarkable person. "
"Growing up next to one of the greatest Prime Ministers the kingdom has ever seen, you can probably understand that feeling.
Since he was a child, he would not tell me what he was thinking, but always told me to 'think more', and I always followed his words or some clues to speculate.
Everything has to be observed and guessed by myself, and I have practiced beside him since I was a child.
Looking at the hypocritical or cowardly officials and subordinates reporting to work around him, each of them is very afraid of my father. Sometimes what actually happened is completely different from what they say.
So after each conversation, my father would ask me what was going on in those people's heads.
I also have to guess what those adults think, and I must not live up to my father's expectations of me.
This challenge has become a goddamn game where you get a candy if you get it right and a slap if you get it wrong, so now you see what I mean? "
Crane sighed, he felt a little pressure even to talk about this topic.
"Aha, so you mean you can easily read other people's minds?"
"It's not that difficult. People who have been in touch for a long time can sometimes understand it with just a glance."
"Oh, I don't believe you can guess what I was thinking when I delivered the letter."
Tu Fu glanced at him, expressing that he didn't believe it at all, and just wanted to test the noble young master's ability.
"There is no doubt that you have a special affection for that Miss Winster, you should understand what I mean.
Although you have done many things for her, you still dare not take the last step.
Obviously, your current sense of responsibility and morality is not enough to make you open your mouth, so you can only find some kind of excuse to keep stepping back and back again.
Until one day retreating to the edge of a cliff, one will either fall to pieces or be reborn from a desperate situation.
Perhaps it is due to past experiences, this kind of concept has almost become your instinct, once you are faced with a major decision, you instinctively want to escape..."
"Enough! Why don't we talk about your father again, Mr. Thilo Thorens, Mr. Thorens, the greatest Prime Minister of Baia Kingdom, how about?"
Tu Fu decisively ended the topic loudly, and mentioned several titles of the Prime Minister in a row. This series of titles really made Ke Lan feel uncomfortable.
And Tu Fu muttered: "And your guess just now, in my opinion, is pure nonsense."
"Of course, it's all nonsense."
Kelan drooped his shoulders helplessly. It is also a compulsory course to appease the other party's emotions.
"You continue the topic just now."
"Father is a strict person, so I am always afraid to guess his mind, but his deep heart is more difficult to guess than the sea, and his many wonderful ideas always make me feel cloudy and unpredictable.
This is even more difficult than trying to figure out His Majesty the King, and it has become my inner demon. Sometimes I wish I could stay away from Göttinghagen, away from the Kingdom of Baia, and find a small country to hide and live an ordinary life.
But I can't, I can't do this, he has already driven away several of my brothers and sisters, there must be someone around my father who can help him.
Now it's just me... just me, and I can't do anything. "
This son-in-law who was born in the prime minister's mansion has a different experience from most people.
From his words, Tu Fu could feel that he was living a very contradictory life, struggling, always hesitating, and not moving forward. He just wanted to be an obedient boy in his father's eyes.
He tried his best to please and obey, but he was always unsatisfactory.
Even if you work hard, most of the time you will only get a frosty face.
"Perhaps, Prime Minister Sorens kept you by his side to deliberately cultivate you in this way to take over the entire Sorens family." Tu Fu raised a point calmly.
"Only by me?"
"Yes, I'm more and more sure of it now."
"You are simply joking, how can someone like me have the ability to take over the affairs of the Saurons family.
Don't say that I am far behind him in everything. I have average abilities, average handling methods, and average everything I do, even inferior to any elder brother in the family.
What's more, if it was your father, would he cultivate you in such a crazy way? It's funny. "
Crane seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He blushed and tried to refute it. He instinctively and subconsciously refuted it.
After realizing that his speech was inappropriate, he suddenly lowered his head and remained silent for a moment:
"Sorry."
But Tu Fu didn't blame him, and said in a calm tone, "So you don't think your father used such a special method to train you and exercise your abilities, so as to become the successor of the next generation of the Saurons family."
"Never thought of it that way."
Crane gritted his teeth and insisted.
On the contrary, there was an intriguing smile on Tu Fu's face. He found that he seemed to have mastered the opponent's ability to break the defense and observe the situation.
Just like this sentence.
This is a lie.