There is a typo in the name of the chapter in the last chapter.,I'm uncomfortable.,The editor in charge is coming!

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The atmosphere in Bell Province has become particularly strange, it seems that there are no waves in the ancient well, without the slightest wave, but it always gives people a sense of uneasiness before the storm comes.

Bowen was half-lying and half-sitting on a large bed, with maids around him, peeling fruit into his mouth and feeding him a glass of cold wine, which was particularly sour in the hot weather.

Since he united with the other three families to conquer the city of Xiliu, the name of the Leos family has established itself in the province of Bell. With the unique geographical advantages of Xiliu City, it can be said that he is really lying down and waiting for money to smash himself. Even in terms of agriculture, Xiliucheng is the only place in the province that has not been affected. The fertile and moist land of the river bank is enough to grow any crops without having to think about the water source, and it is enough to wait for the harvest season by sowing the seeds and sending someone to take care of them.

Of course, it's not necessarily true to say that all of them are good, and the one that makes Bowen a little uncomfortable may be Veneer, not far from Weststream City. Since the rebellion, Sean the Silver Fox has not shown strong aggression and aggression, he has been building cities and developing internal affairs like a real nobleman, a real ruler. It is said that Sean already has some reputation among the commoners of Veneer, and the merchants are willing to cooperate with him, all saying that Sean is a trustworthy and generous person.

Whether it's generosity Bowen can't care or doesn't want to care, but Sean is like an unstable factor that doesn't know when it will explode, and it's impossible not to face him squarely. It was less than two hundred kilometers from Veneil to the city of Weststream, and it took less than three weeks for a rapid march to reach the city. The more harmless Sean behaves, the more harmful he will be in the future.

The patriarch of any aristocratic family will not be a fool, and a fool will not be able to lead the family to glory. Bowen is well aware of this, if Shaun is not unplugged, Weststream City will inevitably be threatened, and his interests will also be violated. It's just that he doesn't quite understand why the province of Bell and the entire empire are so calm about Sean's rebellion? Her Majesty Queen Pars is said to have jumped on her feet in the Parliament and said that she would completely eradicate the scourge of Sean, but when she got to the ground, she was fine?

As a lord, he naturally has his own social circle, and he has vaguely heard that some people are exerting pressure on it, thinking that the rebellion of Venier after the turmoil just after the Balatan has just occurred will have an extremely negative impact on the situation of the entire Orlando Empire. It is hoped that the Bell Province will suppress Veneer and let the influence remain within the Bell Province as much as possible. But this does not mean that Sean should be let go, why not gather the strength of all the nobles and swallow him directly? If this is done, there will be no bad effect at all, but it can increase the deterrent power of the nobles everywhere.

To say that the last suppression of Baratan was the thread of Wren, so Bowen sent a letter to Wren and wanted to ask Wren if he was interested in joining forces again and eating Veneer as well. This time, Bowen intends to share the war dividends with Wren from the suppression of the Veneer rebellion.

In the past, he could ignore Rennes' interests and ignore Ortlenburg, but now he can't. After having Wrenburg, Altrenburg rose at a miraculous speed, one day after another, and those madmen could treat it with common sense at all, none of them were afraid of death, not dying, plus Wren's ruthless methods, Bowen really didn't dare to covet Wren's advantage in this matter.

"My lord, there's a letter from Ortrenburg. Bowen raised his chin, and the maid took the envelope and put the side with the sealing mud in front of Bowen's eyes. Bowen nodded after carefully distinguishing it, and the maid took out a silver letter knife engraved with rose vines and picked up the envelope, took out the incense-dyed letter paper, and handed it to Bowen. Bowen waved his hand sideways, letting the maids disperse, and as soon as he turned over and did it, the light shirt at home instantly opened, revealing snow-white and clean skin, faintly with some color difference after the sun irradiated.

He spread out the letter, and the fragrance was even stronger, condensed around him, but his brows immediately wrinkled after he glanced at it.

"Your Excellency, with regard to your proposal, I have considered it to be not in my interest as well as in Ortlenburg. Vernier is more than six hundred kilometers away from Ortlenburg in a straight line, and even if you put half of the dominion in my hands, I will not be able to take care of the development and construction of Vernier. There are other clans near you that can be your allies than I am, and they are better suited for you to work with than I am. I am very sorry that this invitation will not affect the friendship between you and me, and I hope that we can have more opportunities to cooperate in other matters in the future. ”

"Your faithful friend, Wren. ”

After reading it, Bowen clumped the letter into a ball and threw it into the brazier to burn it. He did have this in mind when it came to inviting Wren to attack Venier. The journey from Vernier to Ortlenburg was more than seven days, and in the case of a large march it would have almost doubled. Regardless of how much power Wren gets after the fight, if he wants to really fulfill these powers, he must consider moving away from Ortlenburg and moving to Vernier. Bowen knew that it was absolutely impossible, Ortlenburg was Rennes' hole card and confidence, and he would never let go of that place until he had to.

Then there will inevitably be a result, Bowen will monopolize Veneer, and then give Wren a paltry compensation.

In addition, after seeing the combat effectiveness of the Black Armor Army, he also hoped that Wren could take on more combat missions and reduce his losses.

But it's a pity that Wren doesn't get on the set.

To say that there has never been any real friendship between the nobles, there is only an entanglement of interests. If we have to say that there is friendship, then it can only be born after both parties have received a satisfactory return of benefits, and it will not last long, and will automatically end when the next disagreement arises.

Bowen sat on the cool bed and thought for a moment, stretched out two fingers and hooked them, and the blonde housekeeper in his forties immediately stepped forward, bent slightly, and waited for Bowen's order, "Go, bring the guy last time, the bastard who said he had seen Sean's mother, and ask him to bring that technician over too." ”

Some time ago, an inexplicable person approached Bowen, a very ordinary-looking player, who said that he had seen the mother of Sean the silver fox, and was sure that the woman was in the city. At the time, Bowen didn't care too much, believing that Sean's rebellion would soon be crushed in front of the iron fist of the Empire. However, what he didn't expect was that Sean was not only alive, but also living a nourishing life, like a real nobleman, ruling and managing a city.

After less than twenty minutes of waiting, the player's flattering face squeezed out a disgusting smile, and the occasional greedy gaze flowed in his eyes, like the lowliest merchant on the street. He was followed by a woman who looked like she was only in her thirties, probably because the industry was nourished every day, and the Desi women did not age so fast, making her look much younger than her actual age.

This woman is not extremely good-looking in terms of Bowen's aesthetics, but she gives people a feeling of pounding. This woman has been engaged in professional skills for more than 20 years, and has long carved the characteristics of this profession into her bones. Each of her actions has an extremely clear purpose, that is, to seduce the opposite sex. Whether it's the way she stands, the angle at which she shows her fair neck, or the boobs she grips when her arms hang down naturally, the parts of her body are perfectly displayed.

This is an old goblin! an old goblin who understands men and women!

Bowen coughed lightly, he suddenly realized that his gaze had stayed on the woman's body for too long, and slightly concealed his embarrassment, he looked at the man, "What do you want?"

The surprise in the man's eyes was almost about to erupt, he knelt on the ground with a puff, and paused on the ground, "I don't want anything, I just want to follow you, adult, I am willing to do anything!"

Bowen smiled, there are actually not many such people, he has seen a lot. Everyone felt that it was more cost-effective to engage in some kind of work in a noble family than to get one or ten gold coins, not only to improve their status and salary, but also to have a great future for development.

But every time he meets such a person, Bowen is also very annoying, he doesn't like such a plot that has not changed for thousands of years like a script, he likes surprises. He thought for a moment, "Yes, I'll grant your wishes." Then he looked at the butler, "Emasculated him and sent him to study opera." ”

The player was dumbfounded, and he trembled in fear, "No...... , no, I don't want to be castrated, I don't want anything, just let me go!", he kowtowed a few times on the ground, and a few red spots were splashed with blood on the clean ground.

Bowen frowned, raised his hand in disappointment, and the butler took out a handful of silver coins and threw them on the ground, humming in a cold voice, "Get out!"

The player didn't lift his head, picked up the silver coins on the ground and ran out.

From beginning to end, the woman's face has not changed much, and there are countless nobles she has served, which can only be said to be trivial.

"What shall I call you, ma'am?", Bowen told the butler to leave, looking at the "Sean's mother", and suddenly his index finger moved. He had a strange anticipation and a faint sense of pleasure, and I wonder if the silver fox Shaun felt that at this moment, not far from him, his opponent was about to thank his mother.

The woman doesn't care how much money the nobleman will give her, in fact, the technician who has been fortunate by the nobleman has been of great help to the technician to improve her style and price, so the nobleman doesn't care about her in vain.

There are always some people who will spend a lot of money and spend a lot of money for a skilled woman like her, who has been taught by the aristocracy, just to ride a rouge horse that the aristocracy has ridden. (To be continued.) )