Reg has never had a good impression of such gatherings among nobles. In his impression, such gatherings are nothing more than rich and powerful people gathering together to scheming and accomplishing one thing openly or secretly.
transaction.
Of course, it was impossible for Kessel to introduce each one to Reg. Although Reg won the championship of the Medicine Master Conference, he was still just a commoner without a title. If the Eighth Prince hadn't looked at him differently and wanted to recruit him, it would have been
It's impossible to show up at such a party.
Reg did see an acquaintance, a little girl who had participated in the Medicine Master Competition like him. Reg still vaguely remembered her name, which seemed to be Caiwei.
She was dressed the same as she was during the day, a set of white palace pharmacist robes, and beside her, there was an old man, also wearing a white palace pharmacist robe, except for the seven evenly arranged light robes on the collar.
A little bit, but it clearly shows his identity.
Level 7 Palace Pharmacist!
Because they were both pharmacists, Reg paid extra attention to the other person. The old man looked at Reg with a kind smile.
Kessel introduced several nobles present, all of whom were barons or viscounts. Although Reg was impatient, he could only cheer up and deal with it. Kessel saw Reg peeking at the palace pharmacist and smiled:
"I think of all the people here tonight, he is probably the one you want to get to know the most. Come on, let me introduce you to him. This is Yag Shan, the chief palace pharmacist. This is his student. You are all here.
We have competed together, Caiwei Orfa."
Reg bowed to Yager: "I'm glad to meet you."
Yage smiled kindly: "It's my student Caiwei who insists on joining in the fun, otherwise I, an old man, would be too old to hang out with them. It's better for you young people."
As the chief palace pharmacist, Yager has a very special status even though he does not have a title. After all, he is directly responsible to His Majesty, refining elixirs for His Majesty, and is often able to stay by His Majesty's side. In such an occasion, it is natural that he is
Very natural.
Caiwei stared at Reg with a bit of curiosity in her eyes, as if she wanted to talk to Reg, but couldn't muster the courage.
At this time, the musicians on one side played dance music. Reg took the opportunity to retreat to a corner that was least noticeable and quietly sat down on a chair. He didn't have to deal with the hypocrisy of those nobles.
He breathed a long sigh of relief.
The Eighth Prince's eyes fell on Reg, and there was a bit of smile in his eyes. Kessel saw where the Eighth Prince's eyes fell, and laughed softly: "Your Highness, it seems that you are very interested in him..."
The Eighth Prince smiled and nodded slightly: "I think this man is not simple. Not only is he very talented as a pharmacist, but he also seems to be very strong in cultivation. What makes me most curious is his character. He is not crazy when he is happy, and he is not crazy when he is in danger.
Not surprised, very calm."
Kessel served as a referee in the Medicine Master Competition, and he was clearly aware of Reg's performance in the competition. Even when the alchemy failed, he remained calm and collected, especially in the second round of identifying the medicinal herbs and maximizing their performance.
In the alchemy and the final game, Reg's performance was even more remarkable.
Kessel hasn't spoken yet, but the eighth prince has already continued: "I would like to recruit him, but I don't think he will accept my recruitment."
Kessel asked in surprise: "Why did Your Highness say that?"
The eighth prince smiled softly and said: "His vision...he is not a person who is greedy for power. Otherwise, he would not be able to keep such a distance from me."
Kessel thought about Reg's appearance just now. It was indeed impeccable in terms of politeness, but he did seem to be maintaining a deliberate distance. At that moment, he was not so sure in his heart. He looked at the Eighth Prince and said: "Then what are you going to do, Your Highness?"
What to do? I mean, if he refuses..."
The eighth prince smiled and shook his head and said: "What can I do? Everyone has his own ambitions. If he doesn't want to, then forget it. In fact, I am willing to make friends with him."
"make friends?"
Kessel's eyes showed a bit of surprise. Recruiting and making friends are two completely different concepts.
The eighth prince looked at Kessel's surprised expression and smiled, but did not explain the reason.
Reg was sitting in the corner, thinking about how long it would take for the banquet to end, when he suddenly raised his head and noticed that the Eighth Prince was walking towards him.
"Qingzhu, I think you don't seem to like it here very much. Let's go for a walk outside."
There was a hint of surprise in Reg's eyes, but he stood up without hesitation, nodded to the eighth prince and said, "Okay, Your Highness."
The Eighth Prince slowly left the banquet hall through a door at the back. Reg followed the Eighth Prince. Looking at the Eighth Prince's back, a strange thought suddenly arose in Reg's heart. Even though he was a prince,
If I suddenly take action against him at this moment...
This idea just appeared in Reg's mind, but Reg himself couldn't help laughing. Why did he think like this? The eighth prince even stayed in the hall with the shadow-like master and came out alone with him. Obviously
Believe in yourself, but you are still thinking wildly.
However, by being alone with him like this, what did he want to say to himself, to recruit him?
How should I refuse?
Just as Reg was thinking, the eighth prince who was walking in front suddenly stopped under a tree, turned around, looked at Reg and chuckled: "Qingzhu, are you wondering why I
Want to come out with you alone?"
Reg was stunned for a moment, looked at the smiling face of the eighth prince, and nodded calmly: "Yes, I do think so."
The Eighth Prince also smiled: "You must be thinking about what I will say to recruit you to serve me, and you are hesitant about how to refuse me... Am I right?"
Reg was really surprised now. The eighth prince's ability to observe words and emotions must be so strong that he could actually see through what he was thinking.
Now that the Eighth Prince had said it, Reg was relieved after being surprised, and even smiled a little: "His Highness is really amazing, he can actually read my thoughts clearly."
His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince smiled and said: "Your eyes tell me the answer. In your eyes, there is no desire for power. You seem to be unwilling to contact us people and deliberately keep a distance from us mentally."
Reg secretly marveled at the Eighth Prince's attentiveness, but he didn't know how to answer. After hesitating for a moment, Reg said: "Maybe it's because of the environment in which I grew up. I'm used to living a free life alone. There are overt and covert fights in the officialdom, and there are too many hypocrisies in social interactions.
, not quite suitable for me.”
The eighth prince nodded, with undisguised admiration on his face: "Infighting in secret, hypocrisy in social interactions, although your eight words are not completely accurate, they are pretty much summed up. There are not many people like you in the world...
…”
The eighth prince sat down on a stone bench in the garden casually, pointed to another bench with a smile and said: "Sit down, don't be restrained, as the saying goes, be strong without desire, since you have no intention of being loyal to me, then we can
Let's change it and just chat casually, well, it's like being friends."
"Friend?" Reg was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "I am a little flattered by His Highness's words."
Reg smiled bitterly and sat down. The eighth prince spoke openly and with extraordinary bearing. Even though Reg had no intention of being loyal to him, he had a good impression of him.
The eighth prince chuckled, stared at Reg and said: "What you said is wrong. No matter I am a prince or a beggar, if I make friends, the friendship will be the same, but you are always thinking of me.
He is the eighth prince, and he always thinks about my identity, so he is naturally restrained..."
Reg smiled calmly and said: "Your Highness, what you said is indeed correct. However, when people live in the world, there will always be many constraints and helplessness. Who can truly live without restraint and do whatever they want?"
The Eighth Prince laughed and said happily: "Actually, hundreds of years ago, there was a geek who did whatever he wanted and did many shocking things. But he did it unscrupulously. That's what we call a happy life."
Reg's eyes lit up, he stared at the eighth prince and said, "Is your Highness talking about Glennie Doyle?"
The eighth prince stared at Regnar's shining eyes, clapped his hands, and laughed: "Looking at the way your eyes are shining, I guess your goal is to become a person like him, not to be restrained by anything, to indulge in whatever you want, to be free.
comfortable."
Reg nodded, with undisguised admiration in his eyes: "Yes, I do have this dream, but dreams are probably just dreams in the end."
The eighth prince shook his head: "It is precisely because people have dreams that they have the motivation to work hard. Some people work hard to climb up all their lives for rights and use all means at all. Some people do it for money.
People work for love... No matter what, people always need a goal in life."
Reg watched the eighth prince say this, and suddenly couldn't help but ask: "Then what is your goal, Your Highness?"
The eighth prince was stunned for a while, and finally said with a wry smile: "I really don't know what my goals are. As a prince, many times you can't help yourself. When you do many things, it's like there are invisible hands pushing you.
It feels very helpless to force you to do it."
Reg somewhat understood the situation that the Eighth Prince was talking about. After a moment of silence, he said: "Everyone, in every position, has everyone's happiness and everyone's lack of pain. People always envy others. I think so."
Because people always see the happy places of others and think of their own painful places, His Highness feels that it is very tiring to live as a prince. However, there are countless people in the world who envy Your Highness to be born into the royal family and to be rich and powerful as soon as he was born.
peak……"
The eighth prince looked at Reg, suddenly put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Qingzhu, talking to you is a pleasure. It seems that my decision is not wrong. It would be a waste for someone like you to be my subordinate..."