After several days of traveling, the three knights returned to Millin, the capital of the province of Bell, and they delivered Wren's secret scroll to Terman's desk without stopping. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was an old man in his fifties, his gray hair was meticulously combed, there were almost no trinkets on his body that young nobles liked, and the deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and forehead made him look particularly majestic. He glanced coldly at the knight and waved his hand, and the knight paused before turning away.

Looking at the golden clay on the desk, a gleam flashed in Telman's eyes. This is a privilege only possessed by the Golden Family, and the use of golden clay is the same as that of the royal family.

Terman is a very wise old man, but at the same time, he also has the same problems as old people.

Rigid, prejudiced, arrogant!

He crushed the golden clay, unfolded the dense scroll, and as the words on the paper were swept by him line by line, he frowned deeply, and the wrinkles on his forehead rose high, like cracks in the plain. His face became worse and worse, and finally he snorted heavily and slapped the letter on the table. He stood up, walked a few steps back and forth in the study, sat back down, read the contents of the letter again, and finally squeezed a few syllables out of between his teeth, "What arrogance!"

Yes, it's hubris.

A kid from the imperial capital, even if you are a golden nobleman, you don't have the slightest foundation and background in this Bell Province, you dare to challenge the dignity of the Pol family, it is simply impossible to think of it. You must know that when Orlando was not yet a state, the Ball family had been rooted in this land for nearly two hundred years, and they were the nobles of the Holy Empire at that time. Bell Province is like their home, and now that there is a boarder in the house, and he is trying to make the Pol family ugly, how can Terman not be angry?

He also knew very well that this was the governor's trick, he deliberately provoked the contradiction between the Bol family and the gold family, and wanted to hide behind his back to watch the show. Whoever wins or loses, it is the Governor who ultimately benefits.

If Bol wins, Wren who made all the mess will be honest, and the ridiculous things he did will be over, and there will be no more.

Wren won, and the Boer family, which had taken root here, was dealt a blow and provoked, which had an extremely favorable effect on the governor's rule.

It's a good deal.

Teman knew that this was a pit, but he had to jump, and it had nothing to do with the Governor's machinations, but that Teman needed to prove that in the province of Bell, the Bol family still had the political prestige and power of the ruling level.

In Teman's view, this exchange should be harmonious and complete, and an outsider must bow to the local haoqiang. Wren: What does he have? If you want money, you don't have money, you want people...... Oh yes, he's only sold a few licenses, and he may have a little money, but what is he doing with that little money? The wealth that a one-shot deal brought him was not enough for the Ball family to accumulate in three years.

However, this family has been accumulating for more than five hundred years.

It's so arrogant!

Wren had an unmistakable tone between the lines, and he didn't take the Bol family to heart at all, and he forcefully rejected Terman's request with the harshest rhetoric, and even reprimanded Terman for his stupidity in the letter. As a stereotypical old man, Wren's words were like a slap in the face, sucking back and forth in his face.

At this moment, Pol has only one thought in his heart, and that is to go to war!

Being a noble patriarch, Terman has learned too many lessons in his fifty-odd years of life. It is not an easy thing to go to war, and the nobles of Bell Province are not one or two, let alone his family. If there is to be a war, then those guys who have been fighting against the Boer family all this time must not be honest. This is a matter that affects the whole body, and it must be planned carefully, but the tone of the war has been set.

If you don't win a hearty victory, how can you watch that bastard beg for mercy in a low voice?

He won't kill Wren, but humiliation is essential.

After all, people are golden aristocrats, right?

Joberg had been keeping an eye on Terman's movements, and when Terman sent the messenger, he was still nervous about it, and he was afraid that Wren would compromise under Terman's pressure, and then he, the governor, would be on wax. However, judging from the news fed back from the intelligence feedback, Wren was really a stunned young man, and he successfully completed his not clever trick.

He just found someone to lobby Termman's staff, and made this somewhat arrogant old man angry because some of the family's goods were blocked, and the result was so happy.

To this end, he held a small buffet and invited the lords and lords of all sides of the province to the banquet.

In the luxurious hall, the women huddled together to discuss the popular clothing and accessories in the imperial capital this winter, not to mention that they were still separated from the imperial capital by 108,000 miles, and they had already known and purchased the popular styles a few days ago, even if they had to pay a high price of freight that far exceeded the goods themselves. In addition, they also talked about the big stars in the imperial capital, these women are not fuel-efficient lamps, and if the content of the conversation is heard by an unemployed young man or girl, I am afraid that they will run away.

But then again, isn't this the life of aristocratic ladies?

Talk about clothes, talk about accessories, talk about good-looking men, curse about good-looking women.

The men sat idly apart on the other side, and Joberg sat in the middle of the crowd. After all, he is the governor of Bell Province, and according to the imperial rank, he is responsible for the entire Bell Province, in fact, he can obtain, speak, and intervene in the city, including Milin, there are only three.

"The old fellow of Teman was so angry that he gathered five hundred cavalry in the city of Westflow and prepared to attack Ortrenburg. A well-informed aristocrat couldn't help but flirt with red wine, "My nephew told me that the old guy led the team this time, and he said, 'I want that bastard boy to apologize to me personally, and then I'll spit on him in the face!'"

He learned Telman's tone and caused everyone to laugh, this kind of thing is indeed something that Telman can say, once the old guy is really angry, he has no aristocratic demeanor at all, like an old rascal.

The other continued: "Speaking of which, Wren's methods are quite clever, and he can take down the city full of stench and scum without blood, which I did not expect. He took a sip of his wine, complimenting his opponent as a way to show his demeanor and strength, "I think his actions are very interesting, and when Terman defeats Ortlenburg, I think we can form a council and continue to carry out his set of things." ”

When it came to this topic, the group of nobles apparently became calm. They never denied that Wren did a good job, but of course from the perspective of an absolute spectator. Wren directly choked their lifeline, and ninety percent of the income of the nobles in the province of Bell came from smuggling, so to speak. Wren set up checkpoints to strictly conduct trade checks, and grabbed them by the throat.

Even if Terman doesn't jump out, someone will take the initiative to jump out and do it, and Wren is angry.

And what made them most unhappy was that Wren was going to eat alone, and he didn't even think about taking them to participate in this game, which was the most unbearable thing for them.

When the noble gentleman proposed to form a council to continue Wren's business, everyone agreed in their hearts almost without thinking. The smuggling trade between Orlando and the Byron Empire had to be completed in the province of Bell, and if this channel was mastered, it would be equivalent to pinching the lifeblood of one-tenth of the nobles of the empire. Whether it is for family benefits or political interests, there are great benefits!

If they could, everyone would like to go to the imperial capital to enjoy an extraordinary life, and who would like to stay in this rural place. Don't look at them as the ruling class, they are all well-known aristocrats. But at the heart of this empire, they are the barbarian nobles who have just shed their animal skins, and they are all the earthy turtle nobles in the countryside. Those people in the imperial capital didn't even bother to look at them, whether they were rich or not, whether they had strong strength or not.

After a moment of silence, Joberg nodded solemnly, "I think it's okay, you can form it now, everyone present." ”

Someone laughed and said, "Terman doesn't count?"

Joberg nodded affirmatively, "Terman doesn't count!"

Of course, Teman can't be counted, this matter was made by Joberg, whether Teman won in the end, or was upset by Rennes, he played a dishonorable role. It's okay if he loses, and if Terman wins, do you have to wait for him to settle accounts with him when he comes back with the aura of a winner? He's going to take the initiative and keep Terman out of a whole new circle of power. At that time, even if Teman is dissatisfied with him, no matter how much he wants to settle accounts with him, he will pinch his nose and admit it.

The other nobles didn't have much of an opinion on Joeberg's move, the fewer people who shared the benefits, the better, and one less person, everyone could get an extra share, so why spit out the meat that had been swallowed in their mouths and give it to others?

This is the aristocracy.

The exchange of interests of Chiguoguo, the collusion of power!