The ancient castle where the Graun family lived for generations stood quietly in front of Gao Wen.

It is located on the top of the mountain, next to a steep cliff. The years of wind and rain and collapse have even caused the cliff to almost sink inward, and the castle on it has a disturbing, crumbling posture, and the castle itself is old. It is aggravating every visitor's concern in this regard - but in any case, a fortress standing on the foothills and close to the cliffs can really bring a shocking beauty.

Gao Wen began to look at the old castle from the foot of the mountain, until the carriage finally climbed to the top of the mountain along the wide ramp. Before he came to the castle, he sighed softly: "The heart of the Graham family Very wide..."

Next to the amber stunned: "You sigh this all the way?"

Gao Wen inexplicably looked at the half-elf girl: "What do you think?"

Amber opened his mouth and didn't think of other words for a long time, so he followed up with Gao Wen and said: "The people of Ge Lan's family are quite wide..."

"Oh, don't feel guilty, call the door."

The heavy black gate of Gülen Castle slowly opened in front of Govin, and in the process of opening the oak door with purple steel and copper runes to the sides, Gao Wen’s line of sight swept past them.

He saw mottled scars and a trace of burnt black, which, although modified, is still faintly visible.

Behind the gate is the brightly lit long hall – the red carpet is spread from the main entrance to the ladder at the end of the long hall, the maid and the attendant are standing on both sides of the red carpet, and a tall middle-aged steward is standing at the forefront. He bent down and his left hand stretched out like a swan's wings, guiding the guests into the door.

The hostess of the Gülen family stood in the middle of the long hall.

She is a tall but too slim woman, 30 years old, with black micro-volume long hair, deep eye sockets, slightly pale skin, but the years have not had time to leave a vicissitude on this lady's face Imprint, she is still a beautiful woman who can attract attention in the banquet hall.

At the same time as Gao Wen took the step forward, the lady also just came forward.

Everything was courteous and well-regulated, which made Gao Wen couldn't help but think of the last visit to Kantberg – but there is only one chaotic dream in Kantberg. What else is there?

Gao Wenzhan showed a smile: "I hope that my rash visit will not cause trouble to my neighbors."

"Your arrival has brought unprecedented glory to this land." Roppene Glan bent down and bowed to Gao Wen according to his own title. Gao Wen noticed that the lady was doing a glimpse of the man's nobility. Etiquette, but there is no accident in my heart.

After the Gelan family lost the male owner, the surviving person assumed the role of the male master. She was the lord of the land, and so far there was no news of any remarriage, which is enough to show her attitude - At this moment, she greeted the Duke with a men's aristocratic rites, which is also a "language" that only the aristocrats can understand.

Gao Wen raised his eyes and looked at the end of the long hall. Surely, on the wall between the two curved steps, he saw a huge portrait, a young and handsome young man wearing a black coat. With a white shirt and a smile on the face, you can see the white candlestick and the same white "Glyph" before the portrait.

That should be the last Viscount of Greenland. It is not surprising that his portrait is hung here, but the white candlestick and the death jewel are quite unusual. For many contemporary nobles, the loyalty of marriage is limited to Under the premise that both sides are alive and their families are stable, once one of the two parties dies, then the alive (whether Mr. or Ms.) will naturally find a new marriage object as soon as possible after a short mourning. This will not be regarded as a marriage. The expression of “unfaithfulness”, because a timely and sensible marriage is precisely the necessary means to maintain family strength and support the development of the territory. A widow or coward who has been married many times can even be described as hot in some cases.

The large, complex, bloated and dirty aristocratic lineage and land circulation history of Ansu was formed in such a "marriage war."

Gao Wen took his gaze back from the portrait of Viscount Gülen, and thought of the information that Amber had investigated. Then he turned his head and smiled at Roperie Gülen: "Ms. I must have known Kant’s return. The news of the Syl family, as well as the new seal of His Majesty the King, Cecil collar has been connected with the Gülen collar, I am here, just visit the new neighbor."

"It should be my initiative to visit you to meet the rules," Roppene Glan showed a slightly stiff smile. It seemed that the smile had left her for too long, so that now the muscles on the face have become awkward. "It’s just I left the territory a few days ago, and it’s still a few days back here..."

"Rules," Gao Wen waved his hand. "We made the rules that year, so as long as I don't care, you don't have to care about the rules."

After a short and unhealthy guest story, Ms. Roperi invited Gao Wen and his close-fitting (amber) to the castle's living room, where she had ordered the finest dim sum and the best drinks, and Ge Lan Ling's best harp players and bards come to cheer.

After the afternoon tea, there will be a quite large dance in the castle, and the dinner will be held in the middle of the dance.

To be honest, Gao Wen has no interest in the dance. He is not interested in any welcoming ceremony, but these are the necessary processes - and the dance is nominally up to him, for him, but actually one The Duke had nothing to do in this "little castle" dance party. No one would dare to invite him. The real meaning of the dance party is to become the social platform for the large and small aristocrats who come here.

With the Duke's visit as a signboard, Roppini can invite the surrounding lords to come to the guest, and even invite the nobles who are more powerful than her to come here. As long as she can successfully host this banquet, the reputation of the Gülen family will definitely be The skyrocketing, even if the southern aristocrats are not too cold on the name of Cecil, they will also face up to the ability of the Princess Gülen in the course of the event - to hold a large size in a situation that is not suitable for bright knives. The small banquet ball is the usual means for the nobles to show their strength.

These wrap-around things, Gao Wen and Amber, are not interested, but the latter is at least satisfied with the fact that "a lot of people are standing behind them and serving themselves." While eating the snack from the maid, the Miss Elf was talking to Gao Wenxi: "Look at the people, then look at you, then the big dukes, your maid and the waiter may not have much." ”

"I want so many people to watch me eating next to me? I am so troublesome," Gao Wen was chatting with Roperie Gülen. At that moment, the woman was going to confirm the situation in the banquet hall. He chatted with Amber. Get up, "Speaking that you eat slowly - there is still a meal at night."

"Does God know what 'meat' is, feathered radish or raw meat around a circle of colored stones? I can see the 'courtesy dinner' on the regular banquet of the nobility, not as good as Betty's baked cake," Amber There was a small cake in it, and after swallowing it, he blinked at Gao Wen. "Hey, have you found that the clues are gone? Is there a kind of ... a sense of violation of dreams?"

"No," Gao Wen didn't think of amber. When he was eating Haisai, he really didn't forget the business. After looking at the other side, he shook his head. "But I think it is different from the original Kantberg. It should be true here. Not affected by real dreams."

Amber looked at Gao Wen curiously: "How do you know?"

“Remember our experience in Kantberg?” Gao Wen patiently explained, “The Viscount Kant lived in a simple way. The castle never hosted any banquet, and almost no guests were invited. Even if I went to work, there was no squatting in Kantberg. What kind of activity is this opportunity, because the more outsiders in 'real dreams', the greater the chance of a dream collapse, and the conscious person will impose a very heavy burden on the ritual spells of the sleeper - but that The Lanswoman is obviously not worried about this."

Amber nodded: "She invited a lot of people to visit you..."

Gao Wen immediately knocked on the head of Miss Half Elf: "There is no such strange atmosphere in Kant's collar. It is open to the outside world. This basically cuts off the possibility of a large-scale dream illusion to cover the castle. Of course. ... the specific situation must be observed to determine."

At this time, the woman who went to check the banquet hall returned to the room. She sat down in front of Gao Wen: "I hope I have not let you wait too long."

“I don’t mind, I’m appreciating the collection here,” Gao Wen said casually, his eyes on the oil paintings and wooden carvings displayed in the living room, “very good collection.”

“These are all my husband’s stay,” Lopney said faintly. “He loves art, especially his paintings. Some of them are even painted by him.”

Gao Wen stood up and walked freely to a painting depicting a large farmland and house: "It is rare to see someone painting the farmland on the canvas."

In this era, "painting" is a kind of high-end and extravagant artistic enjoyment. Basically, only nobles, churches and rich people have the ability to spend money on it. Therefore, the audience of paintings is only those "second class people", painting The content can be described as tedious, basically only a variety of portraits, religious paintings and paintings depicting the castle's court life.

“This is my husband’s work,” explains Lopney Gülen. “He likes to draw things he sees outside, even if it’s a dirty cowshed and a dilapidated barn.”

“It’s like this,” Gao Wen turned and smiled. “Very good.”

At this time, a waiter suddenly pushed the door of the sitting room and walked quickly to the Princess Lopei.

Gao Wen noticed that the expression on the waiter’s face was quite tense.

"Madam," the waiter stopped in front of the woman, and quickly said, "Miss Patti said she was not feeling well..."

The expression of Roperie Gülen changed instantly.