Transmigration of the bastard lord

Steven Simon opened his mouth slightly, and after a moment of stupefaction, he smiled stiffly, and gently put down his wine glass, not daring to disturb the Earl who fell into deep thought after speaking.

Creeping close to Daniel in the corner, Steven hugged the thin high-ranking traveler, and Steven almost put his mouth on Daniel's ear: "Hey, Daniel, old man, we are old friends from the adventure days, right."

Daniel turned his head away, wiped the drool off his cheeks, and stared at Steven with disgust.

Steven didn't seem to be able to see the other party's emotions, and he still hugged him very intimately: "I heard Bingley complain that the Earl has become different recently...but what is the difference? I am closest to the Earl. You should know, right?"

...that would be too much, Daniel thought.

Steven blinked expectantly, only to be met with a long silence in response.

Turning around, Steven held his forehead with one hand and held his chest with the other, muttering to himself: "...Oops... I actually put my hope on the mouthless... No... Have I been too frivolous lately..."

The tall outer city wall of Anpu City, which seemed endless at first glance, gradually appeared on the horizon, and there were more and more pedestrians on the avenue.

The soldiers at the city gate saw the carriage with the coat of arms of the Frandi family in the distance, and hurriedly informed the gatekeeper below the city.The gatekeeper did not hesitate, and immediately ordered people to open all the city gates that were only half open.

The luxurious carriage pulled by the manticore slowed down slightly, and gradually approached the gate of Anpu City under the gazes of passers-by with different expressions on both sides of the avenue.

The mighty manticore prevented pedestrians from approaching the carriage within ten meters, and the soldiers guarding the city gate saw that the driver of the carriage was actually the third-tier warrior Ren, who had caused a lot of trouble in the city before. It's almost falling out.

The status of the gatekeeper is higher, and he understands the situation above than ordinary people.Seeing that the driver of the car was actually Ren, the witty official immediately guessed who was in the car.Anyway, it is impossible for that lord to accept the fawning of a small gatekeeper, so it is more practical to take this opportunity to get the benefits he can get.This clever guy immediately entrusted the important task of guarding the gate to the adjutant, ran down the city gate from the side passage, yelled at someone to bring the wildebeest, and galloped towards the inner city.

When the lord's carriage entered the outer city gate and slowly crossed the central avenue on the central axis of the city towards the inner city gate, the John family in the inner city welcomed the gatekeeper who came to report the news.

Hearing that the Earl seemed to have come in person, the fat Baron York John, who finally lived a few days of comfort after hiding back home, immediately collapsed on the sofa.Old John thankfully sent the gatekeeper away with a few gold coins, and immediately changed his face when he turned around, and yelled at his third son: "You unworthy descendant! Look at what good deeds you have done!"

York John cried bitterly: "Father, you have to save me! Frandy will kill me, he is a devil! A vampire! All the people who work for him will be sucked dry by him..."

"Shut up!" Old John stared angrily, not bothering to pay attention to the mud that couldn't stick to the wall. Angrily, Old John turned his eyes to the other sons, "Hansen, Harry, Matt, what do you think?"

The eldest son, Hansen John, the future heir to the Viscount, pretended to be thinking while rubbing his chin, but he was actually too lazy to pay attention to this matter.He doesn't want to take care of the idiot York's affairs at all, and he doesn't want to offend the lord for this guy.

The second son, Harry John, glanced at his younger brother with contempt, and the contempt in his tone was extremely obvious: "Your brother is getting more and more powerful by provoking the lord himself. York, didn't you say that you have put the construction Has the team been given to the lord? Why is the lord still angry with you? You lied to the lord, and you came back to lie to us?"

The fourth son, Matt John, scanned York up and down with a look of sizing up his prey: "Hey... if you send the third brother's head up to make amends, will the lord be able to calm down his anger?"

"Matt!" Old John became even more angry, and the cane in his hand almost fell out.Glaring fiercely at his sons, Old John gritted his teeth and said, "Since Earl Flandy came here himself, it's definitely not just for York! You all put away those unscrupulous ideas for me. Think about it, the reaction in the city when John’s company was established before... I don’t know how many pairs of eyes paid attention to Frandy, but also paid attention to us! Think about what Frandy has done, what do you think? Is a lord easy to fool?!"

The sons looked at each other and fell silent in unison.

Sig Frandi has been in Hyderside for the past two years, and he can be described as keeping his own place.The earl doesn't seem to have much interest in strictly controlling the Hydesey territory in his hands. Apparently, Earl Frandy doesn't regard the Hydesey territory as the end of his political life.

Yes, if Sig's older sister, Miss Isis Frandy, can remarry in a few years, then perhaps Sig Frandy won't fall ill and die so soon; the main body version of the Earl can survive until next year If the royal family gets married and returns to Vanity Fair in the imperial capital with the legacy of the past, there will be nothing wrong with Fu Youguang.

Of course, the head of an interest group with a little bit of brains will not ignore this seemingly law-abiding lord.The day Fu Youguang left the castle in a carriage with astonishing combat power, the upper class in Amp City was in turmoil for a while.

Afterwards, the lord stopped at Hein Farm and kept doing some inexplicable things.Such as collecting feces, driving criminals to build roads, arresting unemployed people in the city, and even implicating many middle-class families and so on.For any of these things, if the person who gave the order was not Earl Ferlandy, then the upper class of Ump City would have been beaten to death for the property interests of this "heretic" after his death.

When the fat Baron York flaunted his entry into the castle system, he was inevitably moved by those who had benefited or not benefited from the earl's procurement operations.Of course, they won't take the initiative to attack easily because they are used to not seeing rabbits or hawks, so York, who has foolishly shown off, has become the target of their observation and research.They don't care whether Earl Frandy is a black sheep or not, they just know one thing very clearly: Sig Frandy, who once swept through the black money in the underground world of the imperial capital, is very, quite rich.

There can be no doubt that York's folly of display has bound the John family to Earl Ferlandy's chariot.Now that York had fled without permission and angered the lord, Old John knew that his small family had no other way out except to tie themselves more tightly to the lord's chariot.

"...If the lord can keep calm, then we may still be able to win his understanding..." Old John glared at his sons who were not in harmony with each other, and the old John was full of worry under his stern appearance, "But Who knows Frandy? Who knows his character? If he apologizes respectfully, he won't be angry-who dares to draw such a conclusion?!"

After listening to his scheming father's explanation, Fatty York completely collapsed on the sofa with a pale face.And the three sons of John's family also looked extremely ugly.

Letting York set up a company whose family name begins is the Earl's gesture of favor to the John family.

And York's escape was a reply to the earl's good behavior.

It is not difficult to understand the lord's anger for actually going there himself.

...Send the third brother's head up to make amends.Matt John, who had no respect for his brother, swallowed his favorite suggestion with difficulty.Saying this sentence again in a serious tone, my father's cane is really going to hit me...

Although the information was unequal, Old John had indeed guessed the Earl's intention.Letting York participate in the farm reform plan is indeed Fu Youguang's setting a "model" for the forces waiting and watching in Amp City.If York can survive the hard test in the early stage, and can let go of the arrogance of a nobleman and participate in labor; then when he becomes famous and earns both fame and fortune, with this example, Fu Youguang can more easily develop with other family power and interest groups. cooperate.

It is a pity that Fu Youguang, who had a good plan, ignored the determination of the noble children to refuse to work.

In short, the text is not good, so I have to use my fists to fight.Those who refuse to cooperate with the lord should weigh whether they have the capital to refuse.

The inner city wall is much thicker than the outer city wall, and the difference between the inner city and the outer city separated by a wall is as clear as two worlds.The streets paved with stone slabs are wide and clean, and the buildings of various colors are planned in an orderly manner.There are no small vendors on the side of the road, and there are no barefoot farmers.Most of the passers-by were dressed neatly and decently, and they didn't make a fuss like the residents of the outer city when they saw mighty manticores and luxurious carriages.

The inner urban area accounts for nearly one-fifth of the total area of ​​Anpu City, and the people living in it are less than [-]% of the residents of the entire Anpu City.The inner city, where most of the wealth of the entire city is concentrated, is so completely different from the outer city. There are buildings with at least three floors, quiet and quiet sidewalks, passers-by with peaceful expressions strolling along the streets, and shops selling colorful goods. ...

Gently lowering the curtain at one corner, Fu Youguang's gloomy face was not relieved by the peaceful and prosperous city scene.Compared with the outer city seen a few minutes ago, the difference and opposition between the exploiter and the exploited are so bloody that it is difficult to face it.

Fu Youguang closed his eyes, and what appeared in front of him again was the inner city gate with stricter inspections and tighter guards; and the towering inner city wall that separated the two worlds.

When I can tear down this wall, I will not be soft.My actions may be cruel, but they will never be more cruel than protecting this wall.

Calming down the anger in his chest, Fu Youguang opened his eyes, walked to his seat and sat down, and said to the original owner in his body, "It's your turn, Sig."

"...I don't know why you give me such an annoying emotion, me from another world." In the earl, the lazy soul didn't immediately come up to take over the control of the body.

"Well. My current feelings can be described in four words: open the door and let the dog go."

"...I will kill you, sooner or later." Sig Frandi said with no expression on his face.

"Haha." Fu Youguang laughed loudly, paused, his eyes lit up, and said word by word, "Before that, help me destroy some things I hate, Sig. Let me build a new one." Order, then, I will give you a chance to kill me."

"...I look forward to that day." Sig said grimly.

"Simon." The Earl, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, with an irresistible tone of command in his calm tone.

Steven Simon, who pretended to be playing with the crystal wine glass, was actually depressed that "I don't know the Earl anymore", suddenly looked up, and tears filled his eyes.The Earl, who was sitting lazily and casually, squinted at him from the corner of his eye. The habitual squint made the Holy Knight feel very kind, "I am here, respected Earl, my master."

"Show your fangs." Sieg Frandi rested his elbows on the armrest, his expression was unpredictable, "Your master has been underestimated, do you still have the mind to think about other boring things? "

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With the dagger in his sleeve on his chest, Steven Simon spread his hands: "Huh? You're not a man without a mouth? Then say something to listen? When you tell others your name, you turn over your professional badge for others to see." Can you really talk?"

Daniel's fierce eyes faded: "..."