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"Alas!" Kris Chen also sighed, and said with hatred: "If I remember correctly, the heir of the White Bird family should be called Lan, right? Wasn't he praised for being shrewd before? How could he be fooled so easily?"

"It can only be said that Lampard is more shrewd than him!" The old evil then sneered: "However, I don't care how shrewd he is, since he dares to provoke me, he must have the consciousness to pay the price!

"Oh, are you asking me?" Kris Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly: "According to your previous style, shouldn't you just go to the door?"

"No way, the old guy doesn't tell me to make it too bloody, so I can only play yin. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info But I'm not very familiar with this set in the aristocracy at all, but you, who have been a housekeeper for so many years, must have a spectrum in your heart, right?" The old evil laughed and said: "So, I just asked you! You're welcome, you gave me the idea of yin damage, and I played him to death!"

"Well, young master, I'm an honest man, why do you say I'm so unbearable?" Chrischen said with a wry smile.

"I know you're honest, but being honest doesn't mean you're stupid!" The old evil immediately said: "What kind of purity do you pretend to be here? I don't know how much bad water you have in your stomach? Quickly pour some out of me, don't talk nonsense!"

Crischen was forced by the old evil to be helpless, so he smiled bitterly: "Okay, okay, although I don't know how to calculate people, but I've seen too much over the years, and I finally know some." Anyway, to sum up, it's nothing more than planting, blaming and the like. ”

"I know this, how do you say you can get it?" the old evil urged.

"Alas!" Chris Chen sighed, then shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Generally speaking, the more inappropriate people are, the more likely they are to make mistakes, and they don't give a good impression to others, so when it comes to planting, it's almost nine times out of ten, even if it's not a bad thing he did, others will think that he did it." However, Frank Lampard is a very cautious man. He knows that he doesn't know how to fight and magic, so he has always been very low-key, welcoming others everywhere, plus his mouth is sweet, his family affairs are good, and his attitude is modest, which makes him mix well in the aristocratic circle, with a lot of friends, but almost no enemies. In this case, it is too difficult to frame him!"

"Wouldn't it?

"Of course he is not a saint, although he hides it well, but anyone with scheming can see that this kid is a guy who is secretly doing evil. Therefore, even his cousin, the third prince, was only superficially polite to him, and he had no deep friendship at all. In addition, he was also very good at making money, and was in charge of the various manufacturing workshops of the Augustus family, and it is said that he made a lot of money, for which he was not less praised by his father. Even more favored than his brother. It's a pity that he doesn't have much strength of his own, otherwise, I dare say, he would definitely be the first in line to the throne of the Augustus family. Chrischen said.

"Wait!" The old evil suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "You said that he was in charge of the Augustus family's manufacturing workshop?"

"yes!" Chrischen nodded, "What's wrong?"

"And what does their family produce?" the old evil continued.

"Everything, bows and arrows, low-grade weapons, armor, shields, and some supplies. Chrischen said.

"Ah, it turns out that their family also has a blacksmith shop!" the old evil immediately came to his senses, and hurriedly asked, "What is the quality of their ironware?" I mean compared to ours. ”

"There is no comparison!" Chrischen shrugged, "They have a good relationship with the dwarves, and they have learned a little bit of technology from the dwarves, although it is only a little, but it is much stronger than the average of humans, so their family has almost monopolized the high-end iron market, and the weapons and armor of the elite legion are all their family's." And our family will only have to pick up some leftovers!" Kristin shrugged.

"Ah, I see, that is, the level gap between our two families is very large, so big that we can easily tell the difference, right?" asked the old demon.

"That's right!" Chrischen nodded.

"Very good, I have an idea!" The old evil then said: "You listen now, I want to tell you to do a very important thing, from today onwards, you don't have to do anything else, just do this for me!"

"Yes, young master, you command!" Christianity immediately said solemnly.

'First of all, you have to find the right person, who has to be Frank Lampard's man in charge of the blacksmith's shop, who has a slightly higher position, who can follow Lampard's orders directly. After you find it, whether it's a bribe or a threat, in short, he must do something for you!"

"Understood!" Kris Chen nodded immediately, "What did the young master tell him to do?" I would like to advise you first, if he is allowed to assassinate Lampard, I am afraid it will be difficult to succeed. You know, although Lampard doesn't know how to fight or magic, but there is no shortage of masters around him to protect him!"

"I know this, I'm not so naïve!" the old evil glanced at him, and then said: "I don't want him to do anything very difficult, I just want him, in the name of Lampard, to gather some skilled blacksmiths and secretly forge a few shields." It should be built according to the style of our Stephen family! Let others look at it, and at first glance, they will think that this is a shield built by the Stephen family, but if you look closely at the quality and other details, you will find that there is a fake. As long as you reach this level, you are considered qualified. Can it be done?"

"I think it's fine!" Kristin affirmed.

"Very well, now, you have to pay special attention to three things!" The old evil carefully admonished, "First, you can't call the idiot you control under any circumstances, knowing that the Stephen family did this!"

"Understand, I'll make up my disguise and contact him later, he won't know!"

"Yes!" the old evil nodded, and then said, "Second, you must find a way to tell this guy to announce to the blacksmiths that this matter was ordered by Lampard, and at the same time ask the blacksmiths to keep it a secret." Got it?"

"No problem, it's too easy. I just need to tell him that these are secret private jobs, and he can pay more, but he will definitely lie to the bottom in order to be greedy for this money!" Chrischen laughed.

"Very good!" The old evil then said: "Third, this guy will be killed afterwards, but the timing of the elimination must be grasped well, when I tell you to do it, you can do it, you know?"

"Understood!" Chris Chen nodded helplessly at first, and then complained with a wry smile: "Young master, how can I say that I am also an elf nobleman, how can you ask me to do the work of a killer?"

"Hehe, if you can work hard, you can work hard!" The old evil smiled and said: "By the way, this matter must be confidential, you can do it yourself, no one else can tell you, understand?"

"I understand!" Cristin agreed, and then said, "But how many shields do you want?"

"You can have four sides, and as for the style, you need that kind of extra-large round shield, remember, it must be a round shield, and it must be the largest one!" the old evil instructed.

"Okay, but what's the use of such a shield?" asked Chrischen, puzzled.

"Keep this secret for the time being, you'll find out later!" the old evil laughed, "Okay, prepare a pen and paper for me now, I want to write a letter!"

"Yes!" Crischen immediately prepared pen and paper for the old evil.

The old evil picked up the pen and wrote a few words, and then looked down, how to say, it was an earthworm crawling, not to mention how ugly it was. After he saw it himself, he couldn't help but blush a little. No way, who told him that he was not very familiar with the writing of this world? If he used a brush to write Chinese characters, he would still be able to show his hands. But he hadn't practiced much of the writing here. He was busy practicing all day long, how could he have kung fu to practice calligraphy.

Chris Chen glanced at the side, and couldn't help but shake his head, so he had to say to the old evil: "Young master, why don't you ghostwrite, can you say?"

"It's okay!" the old evil casually threw the pen to Chrischen, and then said directly: "You just write, I want to deal with Lampard~"

"Wait for young master!" After Chris Chen took the pen, he just wanted to write, but when he heard the beginning of the old evil, he couldn't help but interrupt with a wry smile, "Young master, who are you writing this letter to?"

"Grand Duke Shiratori!"

"Then your first sentence should be Your Excellency the Honorable Grand Duke Shiratori!" Crischen said, and began to write.

"Cut!" the old evil pouted and sneered, "I won't respect him?"

"It's just a customary title!" Crischen said with a smile, "Okay, okay, you can continue!"

"Yes!" the old evil snorted sullenly, and then continued: "I have to deal with Lampard now, and I need your help, and the only thing you can do is to write a letter to the Emperor, explain how Lampard framed your son, and then tactfully remind the Emperor that Lampard is a sinister and vicious villain who needs to be more embankmented." ”

(To be continued)