Furthermore, Wayne noticed the first time he saw them that the clothes they were wearing were too plain.
Especially in this public place where everyone is dressed up to look amazing, the difference in everyone's appearance becomes particularly obvious in comparison.
Wayne thought at first that they were indeed low-level nobles from poor families, but now it seems that there is something else behind it.
Hearing Chris's question, the silly brother named Roy stopped what he was doing and thought for a long time before nodding again.
It's like he can't handle two things at once.
"Well..." Wayne pondered for a while.
This may involve a private matter of the O'Neill family, and the news that the family heard was ultimately just a rumor that had been relayed several times.
——If you see Marquis O'Neill later, just give him a few words of advice.
Thinking like this, Wayne hid the strangeness in his eyes and generously recommended several delicacies that he thought tasted good to the two children.
Perhaps because he and Chrissy were standing by, their aura seemed not to be trivial. No one came forward to disturb them until the king and queen arrived at the banquet hall.
But now that the host of the banquet has appeared, they can no longer continue to eat like this. They have to show up in the front hall to support them, otherwise they will inevitably be suspected of contempt for the king.
Why haven't the O'Neills shown up yet? Wayne looked up.
At this moment, a fat middle-aged man wearing a black dress hurried over.
Seeing Wayne and Chris sitting at the same table, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I am Mike O'Neill, the father of these two children. Who are you two..."
Wayne also stood up and introduced himself and Chris.
Seeing how he hesitated to continue the conversation, Wayne smiled and said: "Marquis O'Neill, if we have anything to say, we'd better talk about it later. There's no rush now."
"Ah, yes, yes..."
O'Neill nodded and raised his hand to signal the attendants standing not far away, asking them to come over and clean the dishes.
Then, not very gently, he pulled the two brothers and sisters, who were still reluctant to part with the food, to the front hall.
"He hasn't even talked to his two children." Chris complained in disgust.
In contrast, these two children were actually quite obedient. They were not allowed to eat and did not cry regardless of them like those naughty children.
"... Taking care of patients for a long time will always cause some problems even among relatives."
Wayne just casually explained a few words and then took Chris back to Duke Elliot and his wife.
Perhaps it was because of the exceptionally bright light in the front hall, but today the king was radiant and smiling.
"Everyone, please relax a little today. We have been busy dealing with political affairs this whole year, so of course we should have a little fun during our rest time..." The king began his routine speech.
Although he showed a very cordial attitude and did not deliberately put on the airs of a king when speaking, the central theme was not much different from previous banquets.
I summarized the achievements, praised the ministers, looked forward to the future, and then it was gone.
"——For Lowes!" At the end of his speech, the king raised the wine glass in his hand high.
The mellow and translucent wine is gently shaken in a crystal glass.
"For Lornes!" Everyone below also responded in unison, with great momentum.
…
Although the king set a more relaxed tone, he was still a king after all.
Therefore, of course he would not walk around casually like an ordinary noble, or simply sit in a corner and chat with his old friends.
For the king, the banquet was also a very important social occasion. The families who needed him to reassure them personally and show their trusting attitude were already approaching his position with understanding, and were just waiting for him to receive them one by one.
He skillfully communicated with the nobles in a predetermined order according to their proximity and the importance he attached to them.
Of course, in addition to these important people themselves, we also have to care about their families and children.
"Wayne and Chris have grown up a lot, and they are becoming more and more handsome and beautiful." When they came to Duke Elliot, the king praised them kindly.
"Haha, the children have grown up and have more and more ideas of their own." Duke Elliot joked, "Sometimes even I wonder if I could leave everything to the children earlier and take care of them. It would be great if my wife went to the world of two."
On the side, Mrs. Ashwell, who was holding Elliot's arm, heard this and gave him a gentle hammer with a shy look on her face.
Wayne felt that his teeth were sore, but he still tried to maintain his calm appearance.
His Majesty the King seemed to be caught off guard by the two men's forced show of affection. He was speechless for a moment, and then sighed helplessly: "You..."
The time allocated to each family was very limited, and they only had time to briefly chat with Eliot. The king then turned and walked to the other side to continue meeting other nobles.
The main task has been completed, and there is no process that needs to be coordinated.
So, after Wayne and Chris explained to their father, they prepared to go to Marquis O'Neill to see the two children again.
But what they didn't expect was that the reason why O'Neill brought his children to the banquet this time was naturally to let the children meet the king.
"Wait if someone asks you anything, just say you want to go to Qingxi Academy to study. Do you understand?" In the corner of the banquet hall, Marquis O'Neill warned again worriedly.
"Qing...Qingxi..." Brother Roy repeated stammeringly.
But the younger sister still looked dull and unresponsive.
Looking at his children, Marquis O'Neill sighed deeply.
What crime did you commit that warranted such punishment? Children one by one, all...
But seeing that the children have grown up, we can no longer keep them at home like this. Although I no longer expect these two brothers and sisters to succeed, it is time to put it on the agenda for them to make a few friends, or... to find a few marriage partners from poor families who can accept them.
After so many years of treatment, Marquis O'Neill now has no hope of curing their intelligence.
...But fortunately, at least physically they are still normal.
As long as they produce the next generation as soon as possible, the fate of the O'Neal family may be saved.
