At this moment, the original elegance of Count Mackinto was almost destroyed, and if it was possible, he really wanted to use a knife to cut this shameless fellow.

He tugged at Viscount Neil's sleeve, begging him not to disturb his father's good mood.

As a result, I heard the sound of "tearing" in my ears, and the sleeves of the other party's inferior dress were actually torn off.

However, Viscount Neil himself ignored it, and still "elegantly" moved towards the position of Marquis Quentin.

Earl Mackinto was about to burst into tears, and he quickly threw himself in front of Viscount Neil, and the threat turned into a pleading: "I beg you, dear cousin Neil, find a place to sit down and sit quietly until the banquet is over, shall you?"

Viscount Neil sighed when he heard this, raised the gift box in his hand, and said: "I just want to give a gift, you used to think I ate and drank for nothing, but now you don't accept the gift when I take it, what does this mean?"

Earl Mackinto hurriedly said, "Collect, collect, collect, can't I thank you for your kindness on behalf of my father?"

Viscount Neil shook his head: "No, I will hand over the gift to my cousin with my own hands." ”

With that, he continued to push forward.

Renard was speechless, it was the first time he had seen such a shameless person.

No, he'd seen it when he was in Stonemason.

Seeing that the threat and begging for mercy were unsuccessful, Count Mackinto began to entic: "What do you want to do, if you want money, you can go to the vault and get it, and I can open a bill for you." ”

In desperation, he wanted to spend money, but this trick obviously didn't work.

Viscount Neil narrowed his eyes and said, "Money, my dear cousin Mackinto, am I a vulgar man in your mind?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the wealthy and powerful around him with disdain, as if mocking: "Please don't compare some people to me, I am a noble magician and a well-known scholar. ”

He straightened out his broken sleeve and continued, "Even Cousin Quentin and Dean Frank have praised my literary work and said that they are ashamed of it. ”

I'll fuck your uncle, Earl Mackinto just wants to scold my mother.

Marquis Quentin praised him for being just polite, Dean Frank was the dean of the Academy of Magic, and he had been immersed in the study of magic for most of his life, and he knew how to write.

As for what

Isn't it better to be ashamed of yourself, isn't it equivalent to being bigger than Pan Changjiang, comparing hair with Chen Peisi, splitting with Pavarotti, and speaking Mandarin with the President of the United States.

Besides, do people admire your literary talent, that is to admire your shameless spirit.

Earl Mackinto knew that he could not say such a thing, so he suppressed his anger and said, "Well, my dear cousin, can you tell me first what gift you have prepared?"

Viscount Neil thought for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Of course, what I want to give to my cousin is my latest poem. ”

As soon as he spoke, an irrepressible snort came from all around.

Earl Mackinto took a deep breath and said in as calm a tone as possible "Very well, my esteemed scholarly cousin, now please find a seat and sit down, and I will find an opportunity to present your masterpiece to my father." ”

Hearing this, Viscount Neil hurriedly shook his head: "How can I do that? My gift must be handed over to Cousin Quentin personally!"

His face flushed strangely, and at the same time, he patted the gift box in his right hand, and said in the loudest voice he could make: "Only Cousin Quentin can read my work, and you mortals will not understand." ”

His words caused the surrounding nobles to burst into suppressed laughter again, and if it weren't for fear of angering the Marquis of Quentin, they could laugh even more exaggeratedly.

The little nobleman beside Renard smiled and leaned back: "Haha, Marquis Quentin must be very sorry for having such a relative now." ”

The other nobles couldn't help but add: "I heard that this Viscount Nick was poor and about to eat, and the Marquis Quentin saw that he was pitiful so he reached out and pulled it, but he didn't expect it to become a dog skin plaster that could not be removed. ”

Renard listened to the people around him with great interest, and couldn't help but be a little speechless.

When the Viscount Neil learned that he could inherit the title, he was so excited that the mercenaries escorted him home with great fanfare.

When they arrived at home, they found that the manor had been burned to the ground, the fields were deserted, and the tenants had fled without a trace.

He didn't have a penny on him, and he couldn't even pay the commission.

When the mercenaries saw that he had no money to pay the bill, they were immediately anxious and wanted to throw him into the river to feed Wang Ba.

Fortunately, Viscount Neil reacted quickly, thinking that he still had relatives who were rich and rival, so he ran to the Marquis Quentin's mansion and cried.

In fact, the relationship between the two has long been out of five suits, and Marquis Quentin has no intention of caring about it.

I was afraid that I would ruin my good reputation if I said it, so I casually gave the other party dozens of gold coins to send away.

Viscount Neil was naturally grateful, always thinking about how to repay the other party.

Finally, one day, he seized the opportunity to write a hymn to the Marquis Quentin, taking advantage of the banquet held by the Marquis Quentin.

At that time, all his money was spent on rebuilding the manor, and he couldn't even afford a gift box, so he could only cut some corners from his old clothes and tie a beautiful bow and present them to the other party.

A bow tied in rags on the worn parchment stands out in the pile of delicate gift boxes.

This immediately aroused the curiosity of the Marquis Quentin, and he picked it up and looked at it briefly, and couldn't help laughing.

It's not that the content of the article is exquisite, it's that the vocabulary is disgusting.

The rhetoric is extremely flattering, the expression is very explicit, and most of it is copied from the book, which is ridiculous to put together.

However, in any case, this special gift did make the Marquis Quentin happy for a long time.

Delighted, he rewarded him with a great deal of money and praised Viscount Neil's erudition.

This was originally just a joke, but who would have thought that Viscount Neil would take it seriously.

Almost every three or five days, I will present a few patchwork articles, at first I thought it was a little interesting, but after a long time, I will inevitably get bored.

Eventually, the Marquis of Quentin was disgusted to hear the name Viscount Neil.

The most important thing is that you send it privately, it's a big deal to order someone to burn it directly, out of sight, out of mind.

What do you mean by sending it at the banquet, just send it, and you still have to read it out in front of everyone, isn't it shameful enough?

Therefore, every time a banquet was held, the Marquis Quentin would specifically instruct his children and grandchildren not to let this idiot in.

It's just that I didn't expect that under such strict precautions, I actually let the other party get through the trick.

Earl Mackintoe noticed the playful eyes of the guests around him, and was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, or cut the lewd fellow in front of him with a thousand knives.

It's impossible for a soldier to fork this guy out?

That would definitely have an impact on the reputation of the Cronin family and ruin the atmosphere of the banquet.

The only way now is to appease it first.