Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 316

At dinner time, Ron originally planned to have a meal with Lyle directly at the hot pot restaurant, drink a little wine, eat hot pot and barbecue, and reminisce about the leisurely life in the past.

As a result, before the hot pot was served, a palace guard walked in from outside the door, came to Ron and saluted respectfully:

"His Royal Highness Ron, His Majesty Andre invites you to dine in the palace."

Ron frowned, and immediately knew why this cheap father was looking for him.

It was officially announced at the court meeting this morning that the title of earl of Ron's territory would be awarded in mid-April.

Andre III probably just chatted with him about this matter.

With a regretful expression on his face, Ron looked at Lyle and said apologetically, "Unfortunately, I can't have dinner with you today."

Moreover, Ron is very busy during this time, so he may not be able to find time to see Lyle again.

Lyle has also selected employees to follow him to the west, and it is estimated that they will leave the imperial city in the next two days.

"It's okay, let's meet again when I come back from the western region." Lyle got up to say goodbye and said boldly.

Ron took a piece of barbecue from the hot pot restaurant, said goodbye to Lyle at the door of the store, boarded the carriage, turned to the palace guard and said, "I'll go to Guanyue Street for a detour first, is it okay?"

"Of course." The guard replied respectfully.

So the carriage first arrived at the competition venue in Guanyue Street.

Ron unhurriedly walked up to the sound control room on the fourth floor, pushed the door open, and handed the barbecue to Nora:

"Remember to eat, I'm going to the palace to meet my father in the evening, and I'll come here to pick you up when it's over."

"Yeah." Nora nodded obediently, put down the business at hand, opened the barbecue wrapped in oil paper, and planned to finish dinner first.

Seeing Nora's obedient appearance, Ron couldn't help reaching out and pinching her little face.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Mia's voice came from outside the door, and then she poked her head into the door.

"Brother Ron! You really didn't bring me anything to eat!?" Mia pouted dissatisfied, "Hmph! If you have Nora, you will forget about your sister."

Ron glanced at her: "Sauvin."

Hearing these two words, Mia was shocked all over, and quickly raised her hand in surrender: "I won't say it, I won't say it! Let's go, Irene, let's go out for dinner~"

Before Ron could continue speaking, Mia took Irene and ran away in a hurry, not daring to stay for another second, for fear that Ron would threaten her to do something again.

Ron shook his head and laughed, and after saying goodbye to Nora, he went downstairs and got in the carriage to the palace.

After the end of the Winter War, due to Ron as the fuse, the military launched a major purge, which affected forces at all levels of the empire.

With the help of this wave of purges, Andre III once again suppressed the rising momentum of the aristocratic forces of all parties.

The thunderous momentum and crushing strength of the military department also awakened many people from the perennial peace, and re-remembered who the real master of this empire is.

From the beginning to the end, Andre III did not respond positively to this matter.

It seemed to him that this was just a trivial matter.

Ron didn't know much about the specific process of the purge.

Although Sylvie had sent the materials collected by the Goddess of Harvest Sect to his desk, it was really difficult for him to gnaw through those boring files.

He just flipped through it roughly, and got a general understanding of the situation of the purge, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Presumably these things, magic cup, private laboratory and other things are obviously more important.

Soon, the carriage drove into the palace side hall.

Under the guidance of the maid, Ron came to the spacious and familiar dining hall again.

Sitting down on the right hand side of Andre III, accompanied him to start the meal, Ron responded to some innocuous topics of Andre III.

During this period, Ron glanced at Andre III's hair from time to time.

Compared with the last time we met, this cheap father's gray hair became obviously denser.

It was only then that Ron remembered that Andre III seemed to be over 70 years old?

However, the physique of a seventh-order legendary fighter should be about the same as the middle age of ordinary people at the age of 70, right?

Glancing at Andre III's white hair again, Ron didn't think about it any more, and ate in silence.

After the dinner was over, Andre III officially entered the topic of tonight.

He wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, took a sip of coffee, and said slowly, "In mid-April, the empire will grant you the title of Earl of your territory. You should know the news, right?"

"Yes."

"At that time, it will be the time when the missions of various ethnic groups will come to the imperial city for exchanges. Those foreigners will definitely be arranged to visit, so don't make a fool of yourself."

"I'll pay attention."

"Someone will arrange for you to go to the palace to preview the process in advance. You should cooperate."

"Ok."

"The ceremony is not important. Do you have any clue about where the Earl's territory will be chosen?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'm considering it."

Speaking of this, Andre III smiled: "There should be many people willing to accept you?"

Ron bowed his head and chuckled: "So I'm still thinking about it."

"Then I'll look forward to it." Andre III laughed.

In the event of conferring the title this time, Ron completely followed suit.

Those forces joined forces to promote this matter, and some of them really had the purpose of suppressing him, and wanted him to be frustrated in choosing a territory.

However, there are also some forces that immediately offered him an olive branch after the matter of conferring the title was completely confirmed.

There is at least one marquis standing behind them, willing to divide the more fertile areas in the territory to Ron, hoping that he can join the interest group of one of their forces.

In other words, these forces that used to share the same hatred have now split their opinions internally.

Having stood up for a long time, choosing the power of the First Prince, Second Prince, or Fourth Prince, of course it is impossible to show excessive favor to Ron again.

But those forces that were excluded from the early standing team clearly saw the potential in Ron.

After some discussion, they finally decided to place a bet on Ron.

So right now, something has reversed.

Ron also consciously took note of those forces who came to show favor.

Although he chose the territory this time, he already had his own goals and did not need to accept the generosity of others.

But in the future, when we need to make friends with others and Tanzan City needs to develop, these people may not be a group of more worthy candidates for cooperation.

"I have a question." Ron asked suddenly, "The history of the empire is only a little over a hundred years old. Why did most of the land be divided into the hands of the nobles so quickly?"

Andre III lowered his head to drink his coffee, and said in a leisurely manner, "It's all about issues left over from history."

"In the early days of the establishment of the empire, and when the second king launched a war against the dwarves, a large number of territorial nobles were entrusted."

"Especially when the country was first established, the Duke of the North, the Duke of the East, and the Duke of the South were the first three generals of the empire, and they fought with Emperor Andre."

"At that time, the relationship between the four people was as close as brothers, and it was no problem to confer the title of duke."

"In addition, a series of grants of marquises are included, all to stabilize the earliest rule of the empire."

"It's just that today, most of the original nobles have passed away."

Flushing Street Diary: Tomorrow should be able to restore daily life... A book friend in the group made a diary that is due to update, so I can't even play tricks on it...

(End of this chapter)