Vigrar Residence.

In the reception hall, Qiao leaned comfortably on the sofa, smoking a cigar and drinking black tea.

After he finished his statement to Her Majesty the Empress, he was blasted out of his claustrophobic place by Duke Ross. There are some things in the back that he should not know.

The old lady Victoria of the Barrett family, looking at her beloved little grandson with the eyes of a kind old grandmother, looked at Joe with great tenderness and appreciation, and couldn't stop praising Joe's actions tonight.

"It's great, and we do have a warning to the newcomers now."

As the brains of the family alliance led by the Rittal family, Old Lady Victoria has a shrewdness beyond ordinary people.

"That's right, we are loyal subjects of the Empire, for the sake of the Empire, for the balance of Tulun Harbor, for the future and development of our respective families, after we have eliminated the indigenous forces led by the Wells family, we allow new forces, traditional forces belonging to the great nobles of the Empire, to enter Tulun Harbor."

"But that doesn't mean that the port of Tulum will allow them to do whatever they want."

"That's right, we opened the gates and let them into the port of Tulum, and even allowed them to share in the profits from indigenous forces such as the Wells family...... But that doesn't mean they can dominate. ”

Old Mrs. Victoria took a cup of fragrant milk tea, took a sip gently, and complained with a hint of resentment: "I don't know the situation of your family, but the little cubs of the Barrett family, in the past half a month, have had a lot of conflicts with those little cubs from outside. ”

"Jealousy, drunken brawls...... It's all small things, small contradictions of some young people, not big things. ”

"But it is enough to see that these families who have newly entered the port of Tulum have no respect for us locals under our voluntary concession...... And we must be treated with the respect we deserve. ”

"Well done, Young Master Qiao. I heard that the kid named Simon is surrounded by a lot of little guys from surrounding provinces? Victoria put down the teacup in her hand and clapped softly: "Well done, something needs to scare them and make them ...... And the elders behind them know that the port of Tulum is the port of Tulum of the empire...... But it's also our port of Tulum! ”

Joe stood up, waved his cigar, and bowed deeply to Old Lady Victoria.

"Grandma Victoria, your praise makes me feel ashamed...... Hahaha, this matter is not worth mentioning, I just happened to run into it...... If they dared to offend Tifa, I taught them a hard lesson, but I didn't expect it to be a coincidence. ”

"However, I very much agree with you, the port of Tulum is a place where there are rules. And this rule is made by us. ”

"Because of the will of the Empire, it is impossible for us to refuse to allow those foreign families to enter the port of Tulum, but they must abide by our rules...... You'll deal with those old guys...... Those little guys, I'll teach them how to behave. ”

Joe patted his epaulettes triumphantly: "As a glorious Imperial policeman, I will definitely make them become well-behaved and obedient." ”

'Hahaha', Hesse smirked.

Butcher, Tagore, Dada, Charon, Peterfan and other heads of the family also grinned with bared teeth.

These days, there have been a lot of conflicts between the young people of their clan and the young people of those foreign families.

The fusion and convergence of the old and new forces will inevitably be accompanied by all kinds of contradictions.

Joe's blame for Simon came at the right time.

The identity of the people who are trapped in the pit is not very important, they are nothing more than the sons of some foreign families, and they are not valued in their respective families. If something happens to them, it will not trigger an overly strong backlash from new foreign forces.

But their charges are serious.

Treason, even if it is only slightly implicated, can have extremely serious consequences.

In the eyes of Hesse and Mrs. Victoria, it was a brilliant, perfect warning—a serious warning, but not a nerve-wracking one.

"My son, I know." Hesse slapped Joe's arm vigorously, proudly picked up the wine glass and took a big sip: "Joe, he is indeed honest, honest, and simple, but he is a first-class person!" ”

Old Lady Victoria blinked her eyes quickly: "Hesse, my dear, Joe is already an adult, and his coming-of-age banquet has been almost a month...... You should think about his marriage. ”

"Gorkin is in the army, and I don't know when I'll have time to get married."

"Joe is in Port Tulum, you and Leah should think about it."

Hesse's movements froze suddenly, then he looked at Joe thoughtfully, subconsciously stretched out his hand, and touched the two beards like scimitars.

Joe looked at Old Lady Victoria in confusion and dazedness.

Aren't everyone enthusiastically discussing Simon's treason? Why does the conversation suddenly turn to you?

Marriage?

That is, find a woman and live in pairs like Hesse and Leah, and have a bunch of little dolls like Gorkin, Tifa, Weima, and herself?

Joe blinked desperately.

Myself...... Find a woman...... Get married...... And then give birth to dolls?

He shuddered inexplicably, and he subconsciously shouted, "No, no, no, dear father, you can't do this. Gorkin is not yet married, and as the younger brother who admires him the most, how can I get ahead of him? ”

"Let Gorkin try first, let him try first...... Ah, getting married? This kind of thing ......"

'Click'.

The door to the reception hall was opened, and Vigrar, Duke Ross, and Freret, with cold sweat on their foreheads, walked in with heavy steps.

Duke Rose fanned the small folding fan vigorously and screamed loudly: "Haha? Get married? Dear Joe, whose girl do you have a crush on? ”

"Do you need me to propose to you? Hey, be bold, tell me, which girl do you have a crush on? In the port of Tulum, in the entire Southern Special Region, if I personally came to propose my marriage, no family dared to refuse! Duke Ross raised his head proudly.

Vigrar didn't say a word, he just looked at Joe with his hands behind his back.

Joe looked at Duke Rose with a look of embarrassment and muttered incoherently, "Oh, no, no, no, I'm just...... Ah, it's Victoria...... Old granny she ...... Ah, I actually ......."

Freret's face was gloomy, and in his deep eyes, a deep gaze flickered, cutting through Joe like a blade.

He hated Simon so much.

But he hated Joe to death just as much.

He felt that since he came to Tulun Port, since he met this damn big white fat man, he hadn't done things well, but the people around him kept having accidents!

Hanks was killed by Joe on trumped-up charges, and Hanieway and Hanks are now in a black cell, smuggling large-caliber naval guns, and they have to find a way to wipe their butts!

Before he could wipe his ass, Simon stepped into the pit called 'treason'.

Freette believed that Simon, and the elders of the Simon family, was dead!

What information ...... Thinking of the information just now, Frerett felt chills all over his body and his eyes blackened.

Compared to this information, selling a little large-caliber naval cannon to the Bloodsail Pirates is nothing at all. Including Princess Raffne and the trouble caused by that Lomond, it's nothing.

Fredet felt in a whirlpool, surrounded by darkness, completely unaware of how things would turn out, and a sense of precariousness.

When Freette was nervous here, this damn big white fat man was actually thinking about getting married?

I am here with bitter wind and rain, wind and rain, and the sun is shining and the spring breeze is proud!

If there weren't so many people here, if there were only two people here, Frevice and Joe, Frevice would have burst out and tear this damn big white fat man to pieces with his own hands.

Coughing lightly, Frerett said leisurely with a bright smile: "Your Excellency Qiao is one of the most outstanding young people in the empire I have seen in the past few years. If he was in the imperial capital, he would definitely become a guest of honor invited by countless wealthy families. ”

Grinning, Freette tilted his head slightly and looked at Hesse very sincerely: "Your Excellency Hesse, if you allow me, I would like to write to my cousin, Princess Buffia of the Duchy of Holland, and invite her to come to Port Tulun for the winter. ”

'Uh'...... Hesse was visibly hesitant.

Fredet took the initiative to throw out an olive branch, not mentioning the imperial royal blood of his cousin, just because she is the princess of the Duchy of Holland, this identity is enough to be worthy of the Vetu family who are just 'small townsbillies in Port Tulun'!

As a member of the imperial family who had a private friction with the Rittal family and had just been plotted by Joe, Frerett took the initiative to throw an olive branch, and if Hesse refused, there was no doubt that the relationship between the two sides would fall to a freezing point.

Moreover, for a 'hillbilly little nobleman' in Tulum Port, having the opportunity to get in touch with a princess of the principality is undoubtedly a very face-saving and beneficial thing for the development of the family.

From this point of view, Fredet can be regarded as a big investment!

He suddenly found that the group of people around him, including Henieway, Marcos, Simon, etc., were all more incompetent waste...... In this case, let's just put down a lot of money and directly subdue the Rittal family!

It's nothing more than throwing out a cousin!

Vigrar didn't say anything, Duke Ross didn't say anything, and Old Lady Victoria and her party didn't dare to say anything. Fredeth's words have been placed here, just waiting for Hesse's decision.

A sharp alarm whistle sounded, and the faces of Vigral and Duke Rose changed suddenly.

Vigrar turned around and shouted out the door, "What happened to the claustrophobia? ”

As Vigrar roared loudly, Joe could clearly see that his iceberg face, which had been expressionless, was suddenly congested and red, and a large amount of sweat was running down the roots of the hair near the back of his head.

After three minutes, a senior ombudsman rushed in breathlessly and handed Viglar a piece of paper.

Vigrar's eyes widened, and he swept through the document at a glance, then looked at Joe with a strange expression.

Joe Jon Ritu ...... Her Majesty the Empress personally ordered that you should go to the imperial capital! ”