"Your Excellency, this is the tea I bought from Portugal, I heard that you like to drink tea, these are honoring you!"

In a small living room, the decoration is luxurious and beautiful, compared with those tired nobles, it is not inferior to a piece, and even a little exceeded.

Even a few years ago, no one could have imagined that the residence of a cabinet minister would be so luxurious, comparable to that of a royal palace.

At this time, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, dressed in regular clothes, was smiling all over his face, and his dark blue eyes were as plain as water, as if the box of precious tea leaves from the East in front of him was like ordinary leaves.

"Mr. Dewey, you are so gracious, but I can't take such a precious thing easily!"

Anthony moved the green tea leaves in front of him forward, pushed them to a middle-aged man with black curly hair and a big belly sitting opposite him, and said nonchalantly.

And the name is Jaled. Dewey's middle-aged man, with his pot-bellied body, sat on a chair and smiled innocently:

"How can you! Your Excellency is busy in the Cabinet, and as a member of the Kingdom, I rightly ask for something from you, and these are just a piece of my heart! ”

"Whether it's my heart or my filial piety, I can't accept the things in front of me at will!"

His Excellency Anthony ignored the rhetoric in front of him, but said calmly and resolutely, and for a while, the prestige of the cabinet ministers was undoubtedly revealed.

"This, then I'm rude!" The pot-bellied businessman did not have a calm expression at this time, and he packed up his things in a little panic.

"Your Excellency, since this is the case, then I will retire!" The merchant secretly glanced at His Excellency the Chancellor, and after looking at the Chancellor's eternal and grim face, he chose to leave with amusement and embarrassment.

And in his arms, at this time, it was bulging, and the heavyweight thing had not yet been taken out.

His Excellency just picked up the cup and took a slow sip of the strong tea, with an expression of enjoyment, as if nothing had happened just now.

The pot-bellied businessman, with the tea in his hand, walked out of the room with a reluctant expression, but unexpectedly, halfway through, he suddenly ran into a man.

"Mr. Butler, why doesn't Your Excellency the Minister accept my things!" He put a few gold coins into his hand at the right time, walked aside, suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and asked respectfully.

"Mr. Dewey, to be honest, there have been a lot of people running the position of the top councillor recently, and it is really not appropriate for you to come today!"

The butler looked embarrassed, squinted his eyes around, and then explained softly.

"Recently, my master has always refused anyone, and it is because of my request that you can meet him, and it seems that his attitude has not changed today!"

In the end, the housekeeper couldn't help but sigh and sigh with emotion.

The businessman who has been aggrieved can only say a few beautiful words, and then reluctantly chooses to leave, and before leaving, he has to spend some money as a consolation fee, not to mention how annoying he is.

The gray-haired, but unmessed butler, after he left, showed a disdainful smile, straightened up and hunched his back slightly, and walked slowly to the living room.

"Master, Baron Huntington has come to ask for a meeting!" The butler looked at His Excellency the Minister, who was still tasting the tea, bent down respectfully, and said softly.

"Oh? Since His Excellency the Baron has arrived, he is naturally welcome, and he is invited quickly! ”

Hearing that it was Baron Huntington, the Chancellor of the Exchequer showed a surprised expression and commanded softly.

Baron Huntington, whose full name is Theo. Let. Couslant, a Frenchman.

When His Majesty Edward first conquered Scotland, he chose to lead most of the French army to surrender and open the gates of Edinburgh, and all of them were awarded the title of Baron Huntington, with thousands of acres of estates and a varying number of forests and mountains.

And Baron Huntington, the knightly wife of France, took all his possessions in France and divorced.

Therefore, Baron Huntington, as a golden bachelor in his twenties, became a sweet and sweet among the English aristocracy.

As a result, he married the daughter of a baron, received a large dowry, and his fortune expanded several times.

And the Baron's vision was certainly not bad, and Baron Huntington was heavily used by His Majesty the King to garrison Ireland and become the leader of the Irish army.

It is estimated that during his time in Ireland, the Baron suppressed rebellious tribes and acquired countless possessions and lands.

It is said that there are three of the 3,000 acres of pastures alone, and the annual income is very high, and the accumulated net worth is even thicker than those old earls.

Soon, His Excellency the Minister personally came out to greet him, His Excellency the Baron had brown wavy hair, and brown eyes, under the conditions of years of marching, his complexion was relatively rough, like a farmer, but the temperament of the nobleman still remained, and his eyes were particularly sharp.

"I took the liberty to come this time, I hope Your Excellency will not be surprised!" The baron, who was a head taller than the Chancellor of the Exchequer, greeted politely.

"Where, it is my pleasure to come with Lord Baron!" With a smile on his face, Antony led Baron Theo into his study.

Then, after some kind words between the nobles, the two talked about the topic.

"Your Excellency, this is a five-hundred-acre ranch in Ireland!"

Baron Dio took out a title deed and placed it in front of Antony's eyes.

"What is this?" Anthony looked at him a little strangely.

"I hope to be able to go back to London!" Baron Theo looked straight at the Chancellor of the Exchequer and explained softly.

"It's difficult!" Anthony shook his head and said in dismay.

Back in London, the only place that suits him is the ministers, although he is the new prime minister, but he still can't let the French, who have surrendered for only a few years, become cabinet ministers.

"Then, I want my father-in-law, Baron Ferrauer, to become the magistrate!"

Undeterred, Baron Theo stepped back and whispered his request.

"Yes—" After thinking for a moment, Lord Anthony nodded slightly, looked at Baron Theo's calm face, and agreed.

With the end of the election of the Prime Minister's cabinet, the next thing must be the county officials in various places, and a small county magistrate, to a baron, there will not be much discussion.

Baron Theor and Antony then left the mansion laughing and talking.

In the blink of an eye, he boarded the carriage and had just left Jaled. Dewey, with a humble face on his face, sat in the carriage to greet the arrival of the Baron.

"Mr. Dewey, I can't get you a position as the head of the hall!"

As a well-known businessman in London, Jared . Dewey's quest for the position of director of the hall could not hide from him, a nobleman.

Baron Theo sat in the carriage, looked at the pot-bellied merchant, and said with a smile.

"These are five shops in London, and a villa, and my lord, I only want a councillor position."

Combined, these things are estimated to be about 2,000 pounds, which is really a lot of money! The merchants of London were really rich.

Baron Theo looked at the cloth merchant in front of him, and took out a few title deeds from his arms, but his pockets were still bulging, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Of course, from now on you will be a member of the Supreme United Council!"

Every nobleman can recommend a councillor and submit it to His Majesty for review, and a local important minister like him will naturally be 100% approved by His Majesty.

And it just so happened that these things made him return to his roots.