The level of scolding of the aristocracy in public is absolutely first-class, and those with a lower level of education may even be scolded by the nobles without knowing that they have been humiliated, just like these words of Saiya. There is no problem with the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info disassembled, but with his expression and tone, he is embarrassing Bolson in front of everyone. The nobles behind him laughed one after another, but the magnates on Venier's side didn't know why, so they could only laugh.

Boltson's face changed slightly, and he quickly adjusted. He had lived in the Imperial Capital, and he was once a student of the Imperial Capital Higher Academy, and Saiya scolded him in public, so he could naturally hear it. He hid these emotions in his heart, looked calm, and smiled lightly with everyone, without a trace of anger.

A wisp of disdain flashed in Saiya's eyes, the mud dog legs are mud dog legs after all, even if he wears the clothes of the nobility, the essence will still not change - he is still a mud dog legs.

He stepped forward and touched Vigros's head, and the little guy was stunned for a moment, and took a step back, and Saiyan burst out laughing. Just as he cursed people and others couldn't hear it, he humiliated Vigros again, and he humiliated the city, but those people couldn't understand it, couldn't understand it, and even if they did, there was no way to do it. Bolson sabotaged his plan, he humiliated the man in public, and his mood suddenly became much happier.

Mirona's face also changed, she didn't want to see any more accidents, so she hurriedly staggered a position and stretched out her hand to invite, "Your Excellency Count Saiah, please, please come inside, we have prepared hot water and brand new clothes for you and your mission, as well as soft beds and delicious food." ”

Saiya's eyes lit up, he was fed up with the sin of rushing all the way, and he seemed to be uncomfortable, and those nasty dust seemed to get into every piece of his clothes, making him itch uncomfortably. He pursed his lips and nodded, stepping out, and the magnates behind Mirona stepped out of the way, welcoming the group into the lord's mansion.

As host, and hostess, Mirona naturally had to take on the task of hospitality, and she left Vigros outside.

"I don't like that person. Vigros's little face was a little red, I don't know if it was hot or angry, and his cheeks were puffed up. Children's emotions are not easy to hide, good is good, bad is bad, like is like. Even if he has been educated by the elite of the aristocracy, it is still difficult for him to have a deep city government at his age. He raised his hand and shook his hair, pulled out a small comb and combed it neatly, "That man annoys me more than you, Mr. Borson." ”

Borson's face froze, and he could only smile bitterly. His marriage to Mirona was very sudden, and for adults the collusion and compromise of interests can be quickly accepted, but for children, those complicated things they don't understand and don't want to understand, and they look at things according to their preferences. The sudden addition of a man to him and his mother was already very unhappy, but this man had become his stepfather, and on some very formal occasions, he had to call this man father, which was simply unbearable.

He didn't know his father Angelo very well, and he wasn't very impressed, not to mention liking and getting close, but definitely much better than Borson.

Faced with the little guy's too straightforward words, Boltson can only be regarded as a passing thing, perhaps this will not be until the little guy becomes an adult to understand the reason and purpose of his doing, not for his own ulterior something.

He took a long breath, patted the little guy on the shoulder, and squeezed out a smile, "Okay, little man, we should go in too, let's see what tricks these nobles from the imperial capital have." ”

Unexpectedly, this kind exchange attracted Vigros's displeasure, and he looked at Borson with a face of displeasure, "Sir, I am also a nobleman from the imperial capital!"

Borson was stunned for a moment, and smiled dumbly, "Okay, okay, you are also a nobleman from the imperial capital......." ”

Many powerful people followed the two into the house of the lord's mansion, but the faces of these people showed a little strange look at this time, as if everything that happened today was not what they imagined!

After carefully grooming and changing into brand new clothes, Saiya was immediately refreshed, swept away the decadence of many days, and became more energetic. When it comes to temperament, his temperament is indeed very unique. As a child of the royal family, he was born with superior arrogance, coupled with being well-informed, and was appointed as the head of the mission by Empress Pars's cousin, he naturally has a sharp aura. He looked back and forth in the mirror several times, but could not find a trace of defects, so he asked the maid to put on the ornaments for him.

The milky agate mirror cufflinks, the neckline of the big red gem, and a gorgeous family emblem badge, slightly revealing the waist buckle made of fine gems made of roses looming under the clothes, which is extravagant. With his good-looking appearance and bloodline, it is enough to make the maids who serve him feel happy and charming.

But it's a pity that this aristocratic lord from the imperial capital doesn't look down on these village girls, even if they look good, but their status and birth make them like shit in the mud in Saiya's eyes, and people can't raise the slightest heartbeat.

Putting the folded two handkerchiefs in his pocket, he walked into the chamber of the lord's palace with his head held high, led by the butler. The hall was filled with people, both from the local of Veneil and members of the mission from the imperial capital, who rose up to show respect for him and his lineage when they saw Saiyah. There was a large oval conference table in the council hall, the first seat had been moved slightly to one side, and two chairs were placed side by side in the first seat, with Vigros occupying one and leaving one for Saiyah.

Saiya walked to his place, raised his hand and pressed it, and sat down first, "Sit down, you don't have to take care of me, I'm not a big person." He chuckled to himself, and there was a bit of smugness in his laughter.

Vigros just wanted to speak, but he didn't want to be preempted by Saiya, "This time we were ordered to come to Bell Province, and the purpose must be clear to everyone. In the vicinity of Weststream, we found a tiberium spar vein with staggering reserves. In order to ensure the smooth and safe operation of the excavation, I was appointed as the interim commander of the excavation operation, and was in charge of the overall excavation work. There was a pause as he spoke, and a heated discussion erupted in the chamber.

Many people here didn't know that there was a Tiberium spar vein next to their home, and they were shocked and excited at the same time. Even if Veneer does not have any distribution rights and ownership rights in terms of shares, with the special geographical location of Veneer, it is enough for them to obtain extremely high profits on this vein. Mining veins must be excavated manually, right? It is impossible for all these absentees to use the civilians of the imperial capital? As long as they use locals, they are confident that they will be able to extract a part of their interests from this mineral vein that they do not have a share of.

Ore digging out needs to be processed, cut and smelted, which seems to be a simple sentence, but there is a whole upstream and downstream flow work behind it that needs to be completed.

Storing, transporting, and selling locally will allow the economy of Veneer to flourish, and as the local elite and elite, this will be a great thing for them, and will greatly multiply their wealth for decades to come.

However, at this moment, Bolton coughed lightly, and the entire hall fell silent for an instant.

Saiyan looked at Boltson with an inexplicable, disdainful, disgusted, and wary gaze, and he found that Bolton's dominance over the city was far greater than he had imagined. At least he coughed like this, and almost everyone was silent, which showed how much these people were afraid of him.

"I'm very sorry, I would like to interject. He looked around and then his gaze fell on Saiya's face, there seemed to be a sneer on his face, but if he looked closely, he could only see sincerity, "Dear Lord Saiya, you may have mistaken one thing. ”

"Oh?", Saiya pouted, "and please tell me, Mr. Borson, what did I get wrong?"

Bolton's tone was extremely cheerful, and he chuckled a few times, "You may be mistaken, the Tiberium hedron vein we found is actually in the territory of Vine City. ”

"So what?"

"According to the Imperial Code, all resources in a liege's territory, including ore veins, rivers, mountains, etc., belong to the lord to whom the territory belongs. In other words, the Tiberium hedron veins that you and the Empire are going to mine are actually private resources in Veneir, not public resources in the Borderlands. He straightened his back with a smile, "So I won't stop you from exploring the Tiberium hedron veins, but I won't agree to you trying to dig up what belongs to us." ”

Saiya's face gradually turned cold, and he said unceremoniously: "You said that in the territory of Venir is in the territory of Venier? Mr. Borson, you may not be a nobleman, nor do you have a long family background, so you do not have a deep understanding of the entire empire." He stretched out two fingers and swiped them on the table in front of him, "Her Majesty said that where the vein is, then the vein is there!"

"I reserve my opinion. Bolton shrugged his shoulders and didn't go any further, but instead gave Saiya a grotesque feeling in his heart, as if this matter was not as easy as he imagined. Of course, he also knew that Wren didn't seem to be very satisfied with the distribution of the cake, but he didn't have any worries because of this, knowing that he represented not only the Empress Pars, but also the nobles and vested interests of the imperial capital.

He looked at Bolson and decided that he couldn't make it too easy for this guy and had to get him in some trouble. He swept over the faces of everyone sitting at the table in the council hall, and his expression suddenly became a little strange, and he couldn't help asking, "Why didn't I see Mr. Sbarafe?