Chapter Fifty-Nine: Out of the Imperial Capital
The keyboard is still flying, the one in the hand is completely desperate, several keys have failed, the keyboard + mouse has been desperate, and the code words have taken several times as long as usual.
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The Bright Moon Thieves are well-known west of the Empire, not for the thrilling legends of Robin Hood, but for their greed.
Many thieves understand a truth when committing crimes, if they are too ruthless, the merchants can only change the route of business in addition to strengthening the armed forces of their caravans. Therefore, many thieves will leave a little sweetness for the caravan, so that they still have something to earn, but not much. Once they have acquired enough money, these bands of thieves will turn into merchants, bringing looted goods to nearby cities to sell.
Generally speaking, the thieves in the empire are basically like this, they don't live too comfortably, but they are much better than the average person. For this kind of bandit group, if it is not for the strong request of the bitter master, the general local magistrate will not report to the magistrate's office to apply for the army to exterminate it.
Kyaukyue did the opposite, as long as they touched it, it was basically looted, except for those caravans that were grouped for fire or had a large number of guards, the others were never let go by him.
And this time, they annoyed the **.
The dead viscount is called Madoli, his title comes from Enyin, his ancestors and the Grand Duke of Solid Stone Fort have a good relationship, after Madoli's grandfather and Lao Tzu died, to his generation of titles should be withdrawn, but the Grand Duke of Solid Stone Fort used his reserve title and rewarded the viscount to the descendants of this friend.
The so-called reserve title is actually a blank canonization book, which reads "In accordance with the wishes of His Majesty the Emperor of the Turman Empire, canonization ______ as the ...... of the Imperial X", which is printed with the personal signature of His Majesty the Emperor, the seal of the Emperor, the seal and signature of the Chief of the Imperial Ceremonial Officer, the seal of the Imperial House of Elders, the signatures of the five speakers of the Imperial Parliament, and some signatures such as witnesses. This blank canonization book is genuinely canonized with power and effect, and is also recognized by the ruling class of the empire.
As long as the person's name is filled in and reported to the Imperial Celebrant and the Imperial Council of Elders, the canonization will take effect, and the person whose name will be written will be transformed into an Imperial nobleman. No matter what his status was before, even if he was a beggar.
The source of this blank canonization book is actually a good thing done by His Majesty the Emperor in the past dynasties, and it is also a thing that makes His Majesty the Emperor feel sad.
Although the emperors of previous dynasties did not want more blank canonization books to flow out of their hands, sometimes this kind of thing is not up to them.
For example, if Prince Fabio has done something beneficial to the empire, should he be rewarded? Should he be rewarded? Small things may be able to fool the past, but what about big things?
Fabio has become a prince, and to say a little exaggerated, he has no further rise except for usurpation. However, because of some of his exploits, the Empire could not ignore them, so they had to resort to an alternative method, which was to give the blank canonization book as a reward to Prince Fabio. And Prince Fabio will also selectively reward these blank books according to the performance of his nobles. In some form and to some extent, the two princes of the empire were exercising a power that only His Majesty the Emperor had - canonization of nobility.
This is also the reason why the two princes can entrap a large number of nobles to serve themselves, because the non-hereditary nobles lose their noble status and status after a few generations of inheritance, but with such a blank canonization book, it is different, so each canonization book of viscount and earl is sky-high. Of course, the nobles also developed a way to deal with subtractive inheritance, that is, the succession of generations, if the way to inherit the title of nobility from father to son and son to grandson, it only takes three generations for more than a hundred years to become a nobleman and a wealthy businessman.
But what if it is passed down from ancestor to grandson? After an interval of three or four generations, a title that has died in three generations has been dragged out for three hundred years or even longer! After three or four hundred years, there has been no way to keep the title, and this can only mean that it is really unsuitable to be a nobleman.
The fact that the Grand Duke of Fort Fortis was able to give such a canonization book worth 10,000 gold to the descendants of this friend shows how well he and Madoli's grandfather had a good relationship with his father. However, his friend's only offspring was killed, so it would be strange if he didn't get angry. It's just that he is in the imperial capital, and he is not allowed to return to the fiefdom without permission, so he asked the Imperial Council to entrust this matter to the Imperial Council, and he must let the people of the Bright Moon Thieves Group return blood for blood. After discussion, the Imperial Diet finally came to the conclusion that whoever could avenge Madori would take over his title.
A new imperial viscount title was born in this way, and for the last nobles who desperately needed a title to continue their family's privileged status, such a viscount title represented two hundred years of enduring wealth, how could they not be desperate?
A large number of small nobles heard the news, and in one night there were quite three thousand tigers out of the imperial capital - it would have been better if it had not for those magnificent carriages with incense and fine ornaments.
Such a large-scale action will definitely touch the heartstrings of some people, some of these people are businessmen, and some are spies planted by certain forces in the imperial capital, when these people also know this exciting news with the leakage of the news, it can be said that some wealthy businessmen and tycoons can't help but be moved. They have money, but they don't have power, and this is a rare opportunity!
The fate of the Bright Moon Thieves can be imagined, and the real danger comes from those who have the same purpose.
For the sake of this viscount's title, the small half of the empire was mobilized.
Rossi and his party wore stars and moons, one person and two horses, and they kept hurrying day and night, and finally on the third day, they saw the endless prairie, where the lair of the Bright Moon thieves was located.
"Let's hold on a little longer, there is a small town behind this dirt slope, and we will rest in the town for a day, and the day after tomorrow we will go into the grassland. Rosie pulled the reins, stopped his mount, and took off the sheepskin water bag that hung from the saddle. The opening was screwed into the horse's mouth, and the panting horse raised its head, its tongue clattering into the spout of the sheepskin water bag. Rosie didn't dare to let it drink more, it was needed all the way and on the upcoming grassland, and after retightening the lid, he took out a handful of fine grain and put it to the horse's mouth.
After smelling the fragrance, the horse reached out and curled Rossi's hand, and rolled the handful of fine food he was holding in his palm into his mouth, and chewed it with a clatter.
Rossi sat up straight again, flicked his horsewhip, and the volley twitched in the air, "The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind, which means that when you think you are a hunter, you don't know that you are just a prey in the eyes of the hunter." The biggest difficulty in this operation is not to find the Bright Moon Thieves, nor to exterminate this group of turtles, but how to deal with other hunters. The corners of Rossi's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sneer, "My things, no one wants to snatch them!"