Chapter 206. Life lessons imparted

Although he was over sixty years old and had been away from his life for too long, old Morton's perception was still keen, and he sniffed the smell of rust in his nose, and he quickly recognized the rusty smell of this blood in the tobacco he was used to. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Although his dim and bloodshot eyes were extremely clear, he swept the unwiped blood on the side of Levi's cheek, his brows were slightly furrowed, he reached out and took two puffs of his pipe, before he gently exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "If I'm right, you've already fought with the Rotten Algae Gang's group of bed bugs in the Outer Harbor District?" ā€

"Hmm." Levi also shrugged his shoulders, with a little helplessness on his expression, the group of guys in the Rotten Algae Gang were really like bedbugs everywhere, and this heartfelt disgust also made him shake his head and said, "Killed about thirty people." ā€

"Little Levi, are you sure you did it?"

Morton tapped his pipe, making the tobacco in it a little more condensed, feeling the mellow gas across his throat, and his lungs, which had absorbed the feeling of satisfaction, also exhaled with him, and two smoke dragons erupted from his two nostrils: "Although I don't want to believe it, I can only express emotion when I think about your heroic deeds in Cape Town." ā€

Of course, he already knew a lot of things, and seeing that this young man he had cultivated in the past two years had undergone earth-shaking changes in a short period of time, he also sighed softly and said, "I really don't know, is it an opportunity or a bad luck for you to become the lord of Cape Town." ā€

"There's no way, step by step, you always have to have some means to protect yourself."

Sighing softly, Levi had a heartfelt gratitude and admiration for the drunken old Morton in front of him, and slowly explained: "The situation is even more severe than I thought when I got there, and if I want to live, I can only do this, there is no other better choice, and there is no other way, but I think this is still an opportunity." ā€

That's right, this is an opportunity, which has been firmly grasped by Levi and completely in his own hands, which can be called a unique opportunity.

Cape Town fits perfectly into the Total War system, and from the moment he became this lord, he was already destined to firmly control this hard-won opportunity, and even took off because of it, like a carp crossing the dragon gate.

This made the corners of Levi's mouth curl, and his face was a little more emotional, and he leaned back in the chair and nodded to Moulton with some ease: "In a person's life, there will always be a crucial opportunity, if you seize it, then you can change a person's life." ā€

"You're good."

Morton gently raised his wine glass, raised his salute to Levi in return, and his originally drunk face was even more dizzy, looking at this young man who had been cultivated by himself, as if he had finally gone to normal, he lowered his head and smiled with satisfaction: "This is so good, I didn't expect you to be so surprised." ā€

Drinking all the malt wine in the wine glass in one go, Moulton also slowly exhaled a full belch with a rich aroma, nodded very contentedly, and smiled as if he had recovered from the past: "The banquet of the Senge Chamber of Commerce is not so peaceful. ā€

"Is there a conspiracy?"

Levi was not surprised, he had already thought of it when he came, and this is why he had come to the Sea Lance, and brought Grimm and forty sailors as escorts, as well as his most powerful galleon.

This is his reliance, and he can deal with any emergency, not to mention that the old man in front of him is also the person he trusts the most, so he couldn't help frowning: "I got the news that Clive guy will go to Cape Town to serve as the treasurer, and at the same time, this matter will be announced at the banquet, so I will come to you and want to ask what the situation is." ā€

"Ha, those nobles who are jealous of you already have a deep fear."

Old Morton made no secret of it, and there was obvious mockery and disdain in his laughter, smoking his best tobacco, enjoying the beautiful gas from the South Whistling Sea, and also snorted coldly: "Who made your record so amazing, many people can't sit still." ā€

"It's just a coincidence that the ambush was able to get that victory."

Levi shrugged, the world would not believe in the power of muskets and artillery under the modern tactical system, and he didn't directly tell it all, but just smiled helplessly: "But I killed so many people of the Ketufu River thieves, and almost hit them hard, isn't there any extra credit and reward?" ā€

"Credits and rewards? Of course there is, little Levi. ā€

Haha laughing, old Morton seemed to feel ridiculous about Levi's thoughts, Baba smoked his pipe, and snorted out a smoke with the smell of wine, and Lawmoreton's face was also full of mockery: "So after discussion in the city hall, the biggest reward is to assign a financial officer with many years of management experience to you who don't know how to manage money." ā€

Exhaling a slight puff of smoke, Old Morton's voice was even more playful, and he said with a smile: "Of course, that's what you know, the captain of the original city defense team, Clive." ā€

Levi's face was also a little solemn, looking at the old Morton's appearance that he didn't care, his brows couldn't help frowning, he reached out and knocked on the table, the uneasiness in his heart also made him a little annoyed, but he still asked: "Then what do they mean, obviously those damned nobles almost sent Clive to the gallows." ā€

"You're also a nobleman, little Levi, but there are some things you haven't understood yet."

The smoke in his mouth spit out a small circle in front of him, and old Morton, with that mocking smile, explained to Levi in detail: "Sometimes appropriate concessions are common among the nobility, because this class is filthy, and is covered by so-called nobility and grace, just like Clive, are you really sure that this loyal vicious dog of the Governor can go to the gallows like this?" ā€

"I'm thirsty, bring me a glass of ale." Licking his lips, old Morton gestured to the bar, and a waiter at once respectfully brought two glasses of ale, placing one in front of each of them.

Moistening his throat, old Morton also looked at Levi and continued: "This is just a kind of transaction between nobles, even if it is between the Governor and the rebellious viscount, there are actually some transactions, but neither side will reveal their hole cards, this kind of transaction even carries conspiracies, sometimes if you can't detect it, these conspiracies will become sharp knives that kill people." ā€

"If you have the strength, maybe you don't have to."

Levi shrugged, his expression was also more solemn, he seemed to be aware of the teaching in old Moulton's words, and couldn't help but look at him and said, "If I have the strength, I will definitely overturn this rotten stall." ā€

But his words caused old Morton to laugh, but his laughter was also a little cheerful, and he seemed very happy and relieved, but he still persuaded: "Although what you said is very good, but this is really a bit whimsical, in fact, there are many young people in Gray Mist City who have these ideas, maybe you can have a good chat at the banquet." ā€

"Those young masters of noble families?"

Levi pursed his lips to the side, remembering many people he had seen, but those guys attached great importance to their own identity, and they all looked smiling and kind, but in fact, they all had the arrogance of nobility in their bones.

"That's right." Old Morton smiled slowly, and for Levi's somewhat embarrassed brows, he also smoked his pipe and said slowly: "It's always right to have a good relationship with them, if you want to integrate into Gray Mist City, then you need to choose a part of the circle of the same age, as long as you can enter this circle, you can get a lot of rewards." ā€

Old Morton's words were very correct, and Levi also understood what he meant, but thinking about his current Cape Town, Levi was also a little more confident and heroic, exhaled slowly, picked up the wine glass and poured it: "Take a look." ā€

"You little fellow, the life of a nobleman is not the same as before."

Shaking his head, old Morton also smiled and admonished Levi's appearance, but he glanced at the table clock in the corner, then twisted his neck and stood up, looked at Levi and said, "Come with me to the inner city, you can learn a lot with me." ā€

As he spoke, he put on a piece of clothing on the corner hanger, holding a black cane, looking like an elegant gentleman who had just walked out of the tavern, and beckoned to Levi: "Don't look at me like that, we are gentlemen, we need to dress more formally, in fact I think your clothes are much more expensive than mine." ā€

"Oh, of course."

Levi shrugged and stood up, without explaining his clothes. After all, it is the clothes made by the best tailors in the Spanish Empire, and for people in this world, as long as they have a little vision, they can also find that this seemingly simple dress is just a low-key.

Taking out his pocket watch, Levi looked at the time of three o'clock on it, and said to old Moulton: "It's almost time." However, he turned his head to look at the sailors he brought, and frowned slightly, and asked, "Are these sailors I brought here to stay, I'm afraid that there will be some sudden accidents in the inner city." ā€

"No, those nobles, despite their hypocrisy, are more serious than anyone else."

Old Morton wore a hat, still had his favorite pipe in his mouth, and after arranging his clothes, the drunken look on his face seemed to disappear, and only a slight blush was still on his face, and he said with a smile: "Take my carriage, and know that no gentleman will go to the banquet on foot." ā€

(To be continued.) )