The Queen Villainess Eavesdrops on My Heart and Won’t Let Me Slack Off

Chapter 35: Salted fish can also be used as salted fish

It was not until the 17th century that afternoon tea became popular with the upper class of the country. Concerning the medieval game world, there was no such custom.

But Roger invited everyone to drink tea and chat casually, and the officers were also very happy.

Roger told the officers about the "Queen's Secret History" that could not be written in the history of the country, and the officers told him about the real battles they had experienced on the front line, and everyone was very interested.

After all, they are all young people, and the honouring ceremony is solemn and sacred, but it is quite boring.

If you ignore it...

It doesn't seem like it's unacceptable?

Roger said half-jokingly: "The rest of the brothers will come and take away their medals. How about I tell you a few more paragraphs that are not allowed to be written in the book?"

Everyone naturally applauded.

Even the lieutenant general became interested.

Only Mrs. Mosconi had a dark face.

This group of stinky bastards used the queen's dark history as a pastime!

Everyone came up to find their medals, and they were finished quickly, waiting eagerly for Roger to tell a story.

Roger doesn't have stage fright either. In his opinion, isn't this just a live broadcast plot?

I've done my job, no pressure.

However, this formation has ended prematurely.

Mrs. Mosconi took a break and asked for instructions, "Sir Brando, this is the matter, there is still some time left, we can add another itinerary."

"Oh, it's all done? Then lady should sit down to drink tea, chat and spend an afternoon without performance pressure!"

Roger invited with a smile.

Mrs. Mosconi took a deep breath.

Youre young so your ears shouldn't be deaf yet, right? Didn't you hear the second part of my sentence?

Forget it, I am an aristocrat, and I want elegance.

He did it on purpose, what can I do?

So tired!

How did such a person get recruited into the cabinet by Her Majesty?

Isn't this the type of jerk master that filled the kingdom in the past, causing the kingdom to deteriorate day by day?

She saw Roger chatting with the officers again, and knowing that the Queen couldn't hold him back, what else could she do?

Endure it!

I'm just a Head maid, I can't see, and I can't understand the matter between Lord Brando and the Queen!

Mrs. Mosconi sat down and poured herself a cup of tea.

She took several more snacks from the plate in front of Roger.

What?

Isn't this snack unexpectedly delicious?

She took yet another piece

Confirmed that, it is indeed very, very delicious.

In contrast, the cakes made by the imperial chef of the imperial palace are all at the level of feeding pigs!

She couldn't help but wonder.

Isn't Lord Brando a commoner? There is also such an excellent cook in the house.

If this is the kind of food you enjoy every day, Then "Afternoon Tea" is very good idea.

This kind of good thing should be enjoyed by Her Majesty!

Find an opportunity to try adding an afternoon tea to her itinerary and see the feedback.

Mrs. Mosconi lowered her head and began to think, and then looked at Roger, her eyes softened a lot.

This kid will enjoy it.

It just so happens that the queen is very fond of him now, maybe... there is a chance?

Madam Mosconi's mind suddenly became alive.

As the head maid, her loyalty is to Her majesty, not to the empire.

She doesn't care about the wind and rain outside, she only pays attention to the health and mood of the Queen of Eternal Night.

Roger just wanted to loaf around, be lazy, and get off work early.

Such a concept, and Her Majesty, who is a workaholic and a cultivator...

Are they complementary?

Also looks good.

Do you have the ability to work as a cabinet minister?

It's not right for the door to be inappropriate, but it doesn't matter.

Is there anyone in this world who is worthy of the Queen's exploits?

The more she thought about it, the softer Mrs. Mosconi's eyes became.

She picked up another egg tart and took a bite.

With that stern face all day, there was a rare smile on the corners of the lips.

Roger didn't know, because of his performance of salted fish, in Mrs. Mosconi's eyes, salted fish also has the use of salted fish.

He was looking into a strategy for loafing around as a social animal, ready to chat with the officers until they got off work.

The satisfaction of completing the work, and the little luck of stealing half a day of leisure, made him feel that this should be the right way to loaf around and face the face.

From today to now, he has lived his life casually, never wronged himself, never compromised with power and force, and even earned seven days of vacation.

It fits the standard of loafing around.

Just when he was a little distracted, a female officer with short blond hair got up:

"Lord Dio, can I ask you how you record and evaluate the black Ops like us who provoked conflicts among the people in the homeland of the Seventeen Kingdoms and caused ordinary people to kill each other?"

Her words suddenly changed the faces of many officers, and their faces were suddenly shrouded in haze.

The bloody aura that had been suppressed by many people suddenly spread.

A few people showed disdain.

It's not from the Empire, so kill it!

Roger also recognized this woman, Joey Smith Patton Jr., a future Imperial general who almost became a marshal.

She is brave in combat, good at leading heavy cavalry to charge, and has a perfect grasp of fighters.

She was one of the people who made the most outstanding contributions to this re-establishment army operation, and she has been promoted to colonel.

But at this moment, he can feel that this heroic female colonel is very confused and tangled.

Roger narrowed his eyes, realizing that this was a difficult question to answer.

She is the bravest soldier, daring to face any powerful enemy head-on.

But this time, the main target of the actors pretending to be the Restoration Army is the civilians of the Seventeen Nations.

Training civilians to become the Restoration Army, looting more civilians, causing hatred among them...

This is not a praiseworthy behavior.

Roger and the others were in the back, and all they saw were battle reports and numbers.

But these front-line soldiers faced the bloodiest picture, which caused a little shake in their determination to fight for the empire.

Even a good-natured officer like little Joey has already suffered from a heart attack, right?

After all, the Restoration Army has done a lot of shitty things.

It's not the intention of these people, but they, after all, are the key part of carrying out the order, leading to that situation.

Roger also became serious.

He did not immediately answer Joey's question, but looked at the audience:

"Everyone, do you know what this war has brought to the empire?"

The senior officer who was sitting in the future and had some insight, hurriedly replied:

"Money! Food! We have added extra revenue to the empire!"

"We got rid of a lot of the remnants of the Seventeen Kingdoms of the Empire!"

"Let the people of the seventeen countries support the rule of the empire!"

"I have exterminated several gangs of bandits, all of which were defeated by the seventeen countries in the past."

"Our ministry encountered a flood and helped fight the disaster, saving tens of thousands of people."

Roger listened patiently and attentively, and as each answer sounded, the confused expressions of the officers seemed to be replaced with pride.

Do they seem to have done a lot of things that are beneficial to the empire?

But those dark images are also real.

Roger raised his hand and pressed down gently, and the venue was instantly silent.

Now, let's use his points to resolve the confusion and even heartache of these officers.

He suddenly felt that although the historian was very marginal, he seemed to be needed by people?

This feeling of being needed is also one of the spiritual needs.

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