Chapter 1435: 1434 Who will be King
Busodi had the al prepared, for he wished to host Mr. Kudu for dinner. Naturally, the people on the estate did not dare to neglect this task, and soon a table full of delicious food was served.
“Mr. Kudu, please don’t hold back, eat whatever you like.” Busodi raised his glass, “Co, let’s finish this glass.”
Kudu raised his own glass and once again expressed his gratitude to Busodi, “Thank you, Your Royal Highness, for your hospitality. I am very pleased. Only at Your Royal Highness’s residence can one enjoy such delicious food. When I was traveling and studying outside, all I had was trash, none of that could compare to the food here. Oh, this food is truly subli—I wish I could always indulge in such delightful dishes!”
If Tan Rou were here, she would certainly be comparing Kudu with Lin Yu. Both were skilled in speech, yet Lin Yu’s words were structured and aningful, whereas Kudu’s praise was nothing but flattery.
However, Busodi greatly appreciated it; he particularly enjoyed listening to Kudu talk because he believed that Kudu spoke the truth.
“Then don’t leave this ti; reside in my estate from now on,” Busodi said with a smile. “Whatever you wish to eat, just inform the chefs of the estate, and they will prepare the food for you.”
But Kudu declined Busodi’s kind offer. “Your Royal Highness, you know my nature. I cannot stay long in one place because I am like a dandelion in flight, seeking the most wonderful place to take root. But for now, I have yet to find that beautiful place.”
Busodi said, “Then take your ti searching. Before you find a place to settle, you are always welco to stay here. My royal estate will always welco you.”
Kudu thanked him once more, “Thank you, Your Royal Highness! However, I cannot stay for free; I noticed that you seed troubled about sothing just now. If you need my assistance, please feel free to command .”
Busodi had, indeed, been looking for soone to confide in about his worries, but Monica would only cry, the two children were too small, and everyone else were servants—he simply had no one to talk to.
Now things were better; his good friend Mr. Kudu had returned, a man who had given him many good ideas in the past and would surely help him out of trouble.
“I have noticed that the King has beco wary of ,” Busodi revealed. “Today when I went to see him, he not only refused to et , but he also sent his sister to mock . It truly angered .”
Yet Kudu remained very composed, “Your Royal Highness, I think the King has been cautious of you for a long while. The King has a son; how could he not want his own child to succeed him as King?”
Hearing this, Busodi beca even angrier, “Back then, it was already decided that I would be Crown Prince, but in the end, he still couldn’t let go of his foolish son.”
“Your Royal Highness, if you had to choose, would you pick your cousin or your own son?” Kudu asked.
Without hesitation, Busodi answered, “Of course, I would choose my son!”
Kudu chuckled, “Yes, for his own son, the King could easily change his decisions, especially since the final result had not been announced. However, in my opinion, I still hope that Prince Laka does not beco the King; he simply doesn’t have the capacity.”
“In my heart, only the great Busodi is fit to be King. Only you can lead our country to a bright future.”
“Indeed, only I am most suited to be King,” Busodi said. “That idiot is not worthy of being King.”
“Exactly,” Kudu said with a smile. “No one is more suitable to be King than you are.”
Busodi was delighted, but after a few seconds, he began to worry again, “The problem is that fool is accompanied by two formidable assistants—one is a cunning foreigner, and the other is the troubleso Samiyi. That woman Samiyi appears gentle, but she has a bellyful of sches!”
Kudu responded, “I have had a conversation with Mr. Lin, who is a patriot. He will soon return to his holand. As for Princess Samiyi, she is just a woman, so no matter how intelligent she is, it’s of no consequence—the country will not have a queen.”
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