"What do you think?" Magus asked with a sideways glance at Dulin.

He admired this young man very much in his heart. Since he was forty, everyone either respected him or feared him, except Dulin was an exception. No visitors would sleep at his house. Even if there were important things in the middle of the night, two or three days or even later, these people would leave very actively without adding any trouble to Magus.

But Du Lin was not like this. He came after lunch and asked about etiquette. After all, he was about to face a member of the royal family. If he made a rude move, he would be embarrassed.

A person has to do hundreds or thousands of amazing things to make most people admire him and respect him, but as long as he does something indecent, most people will soon laugh at him. This is very unfair, because fairness is not in the hands of the weak.

After briefly introducing the court etiquette..., there was no more. Then Dulin took a book casually and sat in Magus' study and watched. As he looked, Magus heard snoring. Dulin actually fell asleep on the sofa. He couldn't forget that at that moment he was at a loss. He didn't know if he should wake up Dulin politely and told him that he accidentally fell asleep in his study. If he was very sleepy, there were still some rooms in the villa that he had not used for decades but cleaned every day to allow him to rest.

Or... don't care about him, let him sleep here for a while?

He can even read books and fall asleep. He must be very tired during this period, right?

Then Magus burst into laughter. Many people in the entire empire and even the whole world wanted to chat with him in this study room, but the bastard fell asleep here. Magus smiled and shook his head, put the book he was reading in his armpits, and quietly left the study room. Then he woke Dulin who was drooling while sleeping. He had never heard of Dulin drooling when sleeping, and of course he wouldn't ask about this kind of thing, which made him feel very interesting, and then mocked Dulin.

In fact, in essence, Magus still admires Dulin quite a bit. Not everyone can doze off in front of the first person in the empire and fall asleep.

Dulin is definitely the only one.

At this time, Du Lin seemed to have forgotten the embarrassment not long ago. He caressed half of the wall covered by mottled shadows. The moss in the brick cracks and many ancient traces indicate how long this wall has been standing. Unfortunately, now it is really just a wall, no longer a representative of some kind of dignity and power. People will not use the wall of the palace to describe a certain circle, and will never again.

He shook his head and said with a smile, "I fulfilled a wish..." Seeing Magus appearing to listen, Du Lin chuckled twice, "Actually nothing. When he was a child, he always felt that the palace was far away from him. Now that he has grown up, he really realized that it is indeed far away from me, even if I can touch it."

Magus chewed this sentence, and he immediately woke up and kept his appearance without saying anything. He understood what Dulin meant. When he was a child, he believed that the most powerful emperor in the world was the emperor who lived in the palace. Now that he grew up, he was no longer simple. He realized that what he wanted was exactly what he didn't have here. Although he was just feeling, he was full of things.

The two entered the palace one by one, and the soldiers did not stop them and directly let them go.

After entering the palace, Du Lin was a little disappointed. To be precise, this palace is not as grand as the palace in his dream, and it is more vast, just like... something that nouveau riche uses to show off.

Although he followed Magus calmly, Magus could clearly feel that no matter how much Dulin felt before coming in, he was expecting something from here. But after coming in, he became calm, which made him a little curious. Is it not luxurious and noble here, or is it sublimated again?

Magus is an old man who always maintains curiosity. When a person has curiosity, he will have enough awe. He couldn't help but ask, "Do you think this place is very common?"

Dulin nodded, "It's much worse than I thought!" When Magus showed an unexpected expression, he smiled, "I thought I could feel a sense of top-down oppression after walking in, which makes people irresistible awe, but in fact I didn't feel this way. The palace I saw was just an external manifestation of productivity, and to be honest, it was very vulgar."

"Your statement is very interesting, keep talking!" Maggs immediately became interested. This was the first time he heard this argument. He inevitably wanted to know why Dulin said that, although he had already made some guesses.

Dulin didn't care that he was in the palace. He could see statues everywhere on both sides of the road. He directly expressed his opinion, "When power was low in the past, it took a lot of financial and manpower to build a beautiful palace. A country with weak national strength did not have enough resources to build such a luxurious and exquisite palace, and it was even more impossible to cover gold on the corners of bricks. This palace represented the national strength at that time, and it could also be said that the empire's productivity surpassed other countries. It was more like a symbol or a threat to scare those small countries."

"When the messengers of small countries walked into this palace, they could not imagine how prosperous the empire was. Even the brick corners on the ground would be covered with gold, thus becoming afraid of the empire, even if the empire was not as powerful as they imagined!"

"Human eyes can deceive people!"

After hearing this, Magus nodded, "A very interesting statement, very novel and has some truth." He glanced at Dulin, "So what is your ideal palace like?"

Du Lin smiled like a child in his twenties, revealing two rows of teeth brilliantly, "Guess?!"

If the old man wants to mess with me, he really treats me like a child!

This little bastard!

Not to mention the two of them were smiling on their faces, and walked into a palace in their hearts. His Royal Highness was struggling to put on his waist.

"Your Highness, you should lose weight. This is the zipper for the new work in February, but it is obviously much smaller." The maid general stood behind His Highness, watching the two maids pulling the zippers up one by one, and couldn't help but emphasize.
Chapter completed!