Jealousy makes people ugly, and anger makes people twist.

From the moment Wang Xiaotian walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, some things were irreparable. It's not that Wang Xiaotian decides a city's future based on his personal emotions and preferences, but that sometimes he needs an excuse.

A big wave caused by "should you take the nobles to visit the plebeian area" is slowly taking shape, and the whole city of Boer and even the west will tremble.

The spring is warm, and the warm sunshine brings people a sense of wind and sunshine.

In such a season of revival, every nobleman was full of pleasure, they enjoyed the warm weather, and in such a peaceful environment, every nobleman felt that he should not work like those untouchables, and that enjoyment was what they should do.

Crane is a minor nobleman, who, during the political purges, was like a giant net that killed one big shark after another, but missed small fish like him. Although he is a small nobleman, he is an out-and-out nobleman. The aristocracy should be different from the commoners, at least Crane can read and have a good education.

In the past, Crane could only barely mix in the upper circles with a few trivial connections, but with the development of Ball City, a large number of government employees became vacant, so Crane, as a well-educated person, he smoothly joined a certain department.

For the aristocracy, there is also a difference between joining the government department.

For example, some people, they enter the key government departments, as one project after another, they will step by step from small nobles to high-ranking officials, and then, they will strengthen their families in the position of high-ranking officials, which is the continuation of the aristocracy in peacetime.

Others, like office staff, spend their lives bored in a civilian department like the Archives Department.

Like Crane, he chose the civil service because he was an aristocrat, even if it was a minor nobleman, he had his own decency, at least he was not willing to lead a group of lowly workers to build roads in the mud under the scorching sun in the wilderness.

As the saying goes, there is a reward for paying.

Ran, who was immersed in the glory of the aristocracy, apparently did not realize this truth.

There are a large number of petty aristocrats like Crane, who have chosen a seemingly undignified but unpromising path, they are like saplings locked in an office, and it is impossible for them to stick out their branches to enjoy the sun on the roof in their lives.

But there are always people who never blame themselves for their failures, and they always have reason to blame everything around them.

In Crane's circle, what their group of losers like most is to find fault with those so-called successful people, who are idle in themselves, and this group of idle and bored aristocrats have time.

For example.

Some time ago, the boiling Bunian project, Crane and the others have written again and again to obstruct the progress of the project, from the site selection of the project, to the loss of interests caused by the project, and the person in charge of the project are the targets of their attacks.

They saw the huge manpower and material resources behind the Bunian project.

Crane always wondered how nice it would be if he was the project leader of the Bunian Project! There were many people like him who saw the fat benefits of the project, so they kept stumbling during the construction of the Bunian project, and they never tired of it.

However, there are some things that are incessant, and the will of man is shifted.

Under Wang Xiaotian's personal decision, no one could stop the will of this huge organization, and the Bunian project still started smoothly, but this matter attracted the attention of some people.

Just like Crane's unexpected discovery, there are actually big people who appreciate their behavior of attacking others, and they even get a part of the monetary benefits because of it.

Gradually.

The Crane and their group of petty nobles are like being raised by some big people, they have a fixed meeting every week, and the cost of the party is paid in advance by others, and they only need to criticize some people in words.

In short, they are like royal literati raised by a group of people, and they just need to fight a war of words.

As a nobleman, Crane is very bottom-notch, but it is precisely the life of the aristocracy that is too luxurious, Crane can't afford to enjoy it, for a better life, he chose to accept it, and it is precisely because of the identity of the nobleman that many times even if he does not do it right, he will be taken lightly by his noble identity.

Crane didn't know what a dangerous thing they were doing.

These people are like a group of public opinion guides, and sometimes, their existence is a very headache for the city of Boer, such as something that the city of Boer needs to adopt a method, and immediately someone jumps out to point out its mistakes, and spreads a lot of rumors, so that the commoners and nobles fall into doubt about this method.

This has greatly hampered the promulgation and operation of a number of decrees.

They may be able to reap some money from it, but Boer City will suffer even more losses as a result.

At this time.

A few "aristocratic literati" were enjoying a leisurely spring day in a mansion, and Crane was among them, holding a glass of high-end red wine with an elegant smile on his face, and a few other friends were chatting and laughing.

"That lucky black-haired nobleman is unlucky, he has no sight to take the beautiful Miss Teresa to the plebeian quarters," said a well-dressed nobleman with a smile.

With a reserved smile on his face, Crane took a sip of red wine, crossed his legs, and said very calmly: "Hehe, that guy is indeed lucky, but he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, taking Miss Teresa to the civilian area is not the key to the problem, just like if the Lord of Dick City takes Miss Teresa wherever he goes, no one will say it, the question is, how can the sparrow be with the noble swan?"

Klan, who thought that Zhizhu was in his hands, had a light of wisdom in his eyes, and he felt that he could see the essence of the problem, Wang Xiaotian's performance was too weak, and he did not have a strong background, which was his biggest mistake.

Crane's words drew chuckles from those around him, and several of them laughed softly, not thinking in the slightest that they had done something wrong.

While they were talking about the important events that had happened in Boer City, there was a restless sound outside the house, this was a mansion located near the Jewel Avenue, which was specially provided by the big nobles behind them as a place for their activities, although it was not absolutely secluded, but it was not something that ordinary people could break in at will.

Crane frowned, and as he stood up to see what had happened, a group of heavily armed orcs pushed open the door with a blank expression.

The orc at the head had a hideous canine head, his eyes were full of indifference, he glanced at Crane, compared some of the portraits in his hand, nodded, and waved his hand.

"That's him, take it!"