Dauphin is located in the eastern part of the empire, next to the town is the famous Dromleka mountain range, which starts in the middle of the empire and extends eastward, and then branches off halfway through the extension, forming two branches, one to the north and the other to the south, forming the "human" shape, and the town of Dauphin is located in the center of the herringbone. The town of Dauphin belongs to the Blair family, and the castle of this generation of lords, Baron Blair, is located in the heart of the town. Small pieces of stones of different specifications are piled up in a circle to form a wall more than ten meters high, and in the middle of the small castle is an iron gate that can be raised, and a thin iron sheet is laid on the wooden door about two inches wide, which is usually pulled up and put down by the rusty winch on the city tower.

The town of Dauphin does not have much population, there are 1,000 resident households to the sky, the economy of this town is mainly hunting, only in spring and autumn, when foreign merchants come to buy animal skins and other mountain goods, the town is a little lively, like this season, there are not many pedestrians on the street, and even the shops are not opened.

Horn arrives at Blair's house early in the morning, but instead of the Baron, he is looking for his eldest son, Bass. Buzz and Horn learned from the same etiquette teacher, and the two got along well in character, Buzz was not brutal because his father was a baron, but he was very tactful, usually not offending people, contrary to the arrogance of an ordinary nobleman.

The short black hair is trimmed to the ears, the well-defined face shows its personality, and the two mustaches are connected to the beard of the chin, and it goes around the city around the mouth, which is somewhat chic. Bath reclined in a carved gilded chaise longue, holding a crystal glass of ten years of gin. Buzz shook his glass, and it swirled around in it, forming a small swirl. Then he handed the glass to Horn and said, "Horn, although ten years of juniper is not as good as Ram in terms of aroma and taste, if it is mixed with a little Willengding, the combined wine of the two will surpass Ram in all aspects." ”

Horn took the synthetic gin, put it to his lips and took a sip, the rich aroma and the intensity of the alcohol filled all senses, it was indeed good, but he was not here to taste the wine, so after taking a sip, he put down his glass and waited for Bass to follow.

"I'm not wrong!" Bas smiled, looked at Horn without speaking, and continued: "You also know that the Hans Act has been in the making for a long time, but the parliament has always been very resistant, because this bill has directly shaken the foundation of the aristocracy, and according to common sense, the chance of the bill trying to pass guò is basically zero, but the reality is in front of you - it does pass guò." Then there must be some kind of trading ...... in it. ”

"Everyone knows this, and what I want to know now is what our esteemed Emperor Xià promised to get the greedy vampires in Parliament to agree to the bill. Horn didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with Bass, and asked bluntly.

"Be patient, this news is something I got with great difficulty, and just a few words about the past doesn't show its importance at all. Buzz said helplessly, he originally wanted to show off in front of Horn, his best friend, but he didn't expect Horn to give him a chance at all.

Horn and Buzz have a difference in status, but this does not affect their friendship, they share a common hobby, and this common etiquette teacher, and both love adventure. On the premise of having a lot in common, the two have a close relationship, which is the biggest reason why Horn dared to come to Bass to find out the news. Now that the bill is known to everyone, it can be said that as soon as Horn's father Grant dies, then Horn will be nothing, no longer a privileged class. But Bass focuses on the friendship between the two, and what Horn is is is not important to him.

"That's right, the last time my father went to Belgrade, the imperial capital, about a week ago, a friend of his, who was also a member of parliament, revealed that His Majesty the Emperor was ready to allow nobles with the status of barons and above to recommend candidates to become nobles, and it was this condition that made those insatiable old fellows pass the Hans Act. Bass said.

"Is that guy crazy?" said Horn, if this is true, then the number of nobles will increase to a very large number in the future, which has no explanation for a person who is committed to weakening the aristocracy except to be insane.

"Please note that it is a mistake to call our noble Emperor Xià with "that guy", and in addition, our noble Emperor Xià is not crazy, but very shrewdly calculating. He has additional conditions - first, each nobleman can only recommend one in his life, and the recommended nobleman cannot own the territory, it can only be regarded as nominal, and the territory is not agreed by the emperor, that is to say, the recommended nobleman is only a nominal noble. Second, the recommended candidate must choose to hand over between 5,000 and 100,000 gold coins to the Empire. Bass said.

"What a shrewd calculation. Horn thought that strictly speaking, the Hans Act only hurt the small nobles who had no historical inheritance, such as knights, lords and other nobles, and the nobles above the general baron, with more than three generations, and the real power of the parliament was in the hands of the big nobles, so the bill had no interest in these nobles, and the conditions promised by the emperor made these big nobles even more excited. Since only one descendant of the nobility can benefit, and the other descendants will have to be relegated to the commoner class, now that there is an opportunity for this recommendation, then their descendants will greatly benefit, at least in terms of status. In the same way, the emperor is also a beneficiary, first, he will not exert a trace of strength to collect the many territories that were previously divided into the empire, so that he will have a territory to divide the new nobles who have established meritorious deeds, and the territories that were originally given to these new nobles were to be divided from the emperor's own territory, but now they are exempt and can be reused. Second, each of the recommended nobles had to hand over large sums of gold, which could greatly replenish the treasury, and these nobles were only nominal nobles and had no territory. So on the bill both the emperor and the big nobles benefited, and only the numerous minor nobles became victims.

"Is this source accurate?" Horn asked.

"It hasn't been announced yet, so it's hard to say whether it's accurate or not, but one thing, don't you think this news is very reasonable to explain the bill? In general, a reasonable explanation of a problem is much more important than the source of the news, even if the source is chasing after the wind and shadows, deducting some unreasonable things, even if the liar said it, it is also a fact. Bass said with a shrug.

Horn nodded, now that he got the inside story he wanted, there was no need to stay, he still had a lot to do. Horn stood up and said goodbye, and hurried away.

"Wait......".

Horn paused and looked at Buzz.

"Be careful, the "mad dog" already knows about the bill, and I heard that he threatened to take revenge on you, so be careful when you go back. Bass admonished.

"Mad Dog" refers to Libister Green, the heir of Baron Green, another nobleman in Dauphin, who is the same age as Horn and Bass, but is extremely brutal and fierce in character, and has no aristocratic elegance and demeanor in him, only the bloodthirstiness and rudeness of the executioner. Libist has a long-standing grudge with Horn and Bass, and at first it was just a few trivial things, but the small things accumulated into enmity. It's not even to the point where you're dead, but now that Horn is in a declining situation, Libister will never give up this opportunity to beat the water dogs, and if Libister doesn't do it, it will be called a strange thing.

"Got it, I'll be careful. Horn nodded.

"Do you need me to send a guard to escort you back?"

"No, if you really want to come, hiding is not the way. Horn shook his head.

"Then you pay attention to yourself, it's still the same sentence, if you are really desperate, come to me, as long as I am alive, I will be fine. Bass said with a stern expression.

"Thank you......" Horn said in silence for a moment, he was a little moved in his heart, he knew that Buzz was telling the truth, and if he was really cornered, Buzz would never stand idly by.

Horn finished and turned to leave.

"Do we still need to say thank you for our friendship?" Buzz whispered as he watched Horn's departing back, shaking the crystal cup.

The maple leaves are crimson, the sunset reflects each other, and the red leaves on the boulevard render the world into a sea of red, which cannot be distinguished from the top and bottom.

Horn rode his horse slowly up the only path leading to the house, swaying rhythmically from side to side as he rode to the horse's amplitude. The half-open eyes have no focus, and they are outside the gods.

Suddenly, Horn's ears vibrated slightly, and from a distance there was a sound similar to the breaking of a tree branch. Horn pretended to be unaware and continued to move forward unhurriedly, but his vigilance increased, and his mind tensed.

"Boom", a sharp sound sounded, quickly approaching from Horn's right rear, Horn turned his head sideways without thinking, and his movements were done in one go, narrowly avoiding the incoming object.

"Duh", a shining arrow stared at the maple tree in front of him, the tail was still trembling, and the arrow was completely submerged in the tree, if he was really shot by this arrow, it was a miracle not to die. Looking at the tail of the arrow that was still trembling, Horn broke out in a cold sweat, if he hadn't dodged in time, this arrow would have half a life if he didn't die.

Horn turned over and dismounted, hiding behind the horse, looking vigilantly in the direction of the arrow. In the distant woods shrouded by the sunset, a few figures flickered, but they were far away from here, and with the trees blocking the view, it was impossible to identify them. There were just a few curses faintly coming from the wind: "Shoot...... Deviated, next time...... Lucky for him. Then the sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, and in a moment it was gone.