Chapter Twenty-Five: A Thousand Dollars of Paper
The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and it should have been the time when the lights went out, but a courtyard in the Iron Wall City was already brightly lit.
In this splendid hall, men and women dressed in rich clothes clink glasses and talk to each other, each with a smile on their faces, and even their voices jump in harmony, as if they have come to a country of great order.
Only a sober person can see the ugly side beneath this beautiful exterior.
Mo Xuan and Shania hid in a dark corner, watching a couple of men and women disappear into the darkness in the hall from time to time, and Mo Xuan, who had excellent ears, could even faintly hear the blood-pumping moans.
These phenomena had already been prepared when Mo Xuan came.
Maybe it's because they're in a position of authority, maybe they feel that the law is no longer comfortable with them, or maybe they feel that the existing morality can't bring them a better life.
So they broke it all up, like glass on the ground, shattering piece by piece, and never coming together again.
Shania politely declined a nobleman's invitation, sighed and sat down beside Mo Xuan.
This is not the first, nor is it the last.
And this has to be glad that Mo Xuan brought Shania, if it was Cynthia, I am afraid that the performance of these nobles will be even more crazy now.
"I don't want to go to this kind of banquet again!" Shania, who has been crazy for more than a year, felt extremely painful at the moment, everyone had fake masks on their faces, and even the voice and intonation of their voices were very similar, which made Shania, who had accepted the free side of the Flame City, very uncomfortable.
Mo Xuan spread his hands undeniably: "You can't get out of it these days! There are still a few banquets waiting for you to attend!"
"Don't! Don't!" Shania hugged Mo Xuan's waist and twisted her body. A pair of starry eyes winked at Mo Xuan.
A pair of big hands rubbed Shania's hair fiercely, making a mess of the neat hair: "Do you think that Aina and Cynthia are suitable for coming here?"
Shania sighed weakly, Aina was born as a commoner, and in the eyes of this ordinary girl who didn't care about anything other than Mo Xuan, only Mo Xuan was left, and etiquette and the like were not her strong points. Cynthia, as an elf, can completely break out the execution of etiquette by all the people in this banquet, but the identity of the elf does not allow her to participate in this kind of banquet, and even if Shania's little Lori face still attracts a lot of perverted accosting, it is conceivable that Cynthia, who has a perfect face in the eyes of humans, will get what treatment.
When he was bored, a waiter came, and after performing an impeccable courtesy, the messenger humbly said, "Your Excellency Viscount. His Majesty invited. ”
"Stay there for a while. I'll come when I go!" Mo Xuan said to Shania.
"Okay! you need to hurry!" Shania reluctantly watched Mo Xuan walk away.
Stepping through the corridor where heavy gasps came from time to time on both sides, Mo Xuan followed the waiter to a house in the backyard.
Outside the house stood a few elite guards, still meticulously carrying out their tasks at this time.
After the guards repeatedly confirmed that Mo Xuan was not threatening, Mo Xuan finally stepped into the room.
As soon as he stepped into the room, Mo Xuan felt familiar. You know, why does he feel familiar in a place he doesn't know in Iron Wall City?
Look at it for a moment. Mo Xuan finally realized that this was not the place where he and Mandel had stayed on the day they were rewarded, and then he looked to one place. That's where he was looking at the frescoes, and where a burly figure was standing, and if you look closely, isn't Augustine who it is?
This ruler of the kingdom of Mali. The master of millions of lives and deaths was staying there quietly, and after seeing Mo Xuan paying attention to him, he only smiled lightly: "Sit." ”
I don't know why, Mo Xuan could clearly feel the threat from Augustine's body, it was an indescribable feeling, as if there was a steamroller standing behind him.
Cold sweat unconsciously wet Mo Xuan's clothes.
"Speaking of the changes in the kingdom of Mali in the past year, I thank you! The most right thing I have done is to reward you as a nobleman!" Augustus said proudly.
The threat gradually disappeared, and after hearing this, Mo Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Really?" A rhetorical question did not wait for Augustine to answer, Mo Xuan continued: "Then why don't you reward me as an earl?"
Augustine choked suddenly, and his face became serious: "Do you really want it? ”
Before Augustine could finish speaking, Mo Xuan jumped to his feet: "Just kidding, just kidding!"
This matter can not be promised, you must know that Mo Xuan is staying well in Flame City now, if Augustine has a reward excuse to transfer him to other places, then Mo Xuan will not have to cry to death!
Mo Xuan, who was still waiting for Augustine to get angry, waited until Augustine pursed his lips and smiled: "Really, I'm joking, too!"
I'll go, your boss can play people to death when he makes a joke, it's better to make less jokes! This time, Mo Xuan only had the strength to scold in his heart.
Then Augustine said: "In the past year, the kingdom has been in a state of war, and the national strength is unbearable!"
Mo Xuan understood as soon as he heard it, this was to rip off the bamboo, as early as after talking to Portlem, Mo Xuan knew that his fat sheep would inevitably be sheared and sheared after coming to the royal capital.
Mo Xuan gritted his teeth: "Fifty sets of the kingdom's most elite legion standard armor!?"
Augustine took a sip of water lightly: "I heard that the guards in the Marshal's Mansion have become a lot more majestic recently!"
Mo Xuan's heart jumped, although he knew that the matter of trading with Potlem could not be hidden from Augustine, he did not expect Augustine to say it without scruples.
"One hundred and fifty sets!, and you have to pay for the materials!" Mo Xuan had a pained look on his face, as if he had cut flesh on him.
Augustine expressed his joy without hesitation, and at the same time said that he had borne the material.
Actually, this time the two foxes are snickering!
Augustine snickered at the cost price of taking one hundred and fifty sets of delicate armor made by dwarves, and it was also enchanted armor, which was a big profit.
And Mo Xuan snickered, the people of this world still didn't understand how frightening productivity a factory that had begun to industrialize the production of items was, and it would take a little effort to put these hundred and fifty sets of armor in the dwarf kingdom, but it was completely different on those lathes in the factory.
All in all, it's a great deal.
After the matter was done, after Mo Xuan talked with Augustine and the two became more acquainted, Augustus let Mo Xuan go.
It's just that Augustine handed Mo Xuan a piece of paper when he left, and after seeing the words written on this paper, Mo Xuan's face was not very good-looking.
The paper was to the effect that Flamecity's taxes over the next three years would be used to offset a portion of the cost of weapons and armor.
Immediately, Mo Xuan had the urge to scold, you must know that Flame City is a newly established city, and there is no tax at all, the meaning of this piece of paper is to let Mo Xuan pay for it! This is equivalent to paying taxes in disguise, what should I do, can I still turn my face with Augustine? After thinking about it, Mo Xuan could only endure it.
It seems that some people in the kingdom are already starting to blush! Forget it, it's not bad to have it, at least if someone uses taxes to make trouble in the future, I'll slap him in the face with this! Mo Xuan raised the piece of paper worth a thousand gold in his hand. (To be continued......)