"...I am Tim Smith, the young master of the Smith family. It is her blessing to fall in love with your daughter. The Smith family is the Baron of the Empire and the Noble! Old guy, do you understand the nobles? They are much nobler than you, a traitor..."

Jing Hua and Ji Ying walked into the store, and the young man inside turned around and met.

Tim Smith was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with bony eyes and blue eyes. He saw a man and a woman coming in, without a follower, and just regarded him as an ordinary customer.

"Today, the young master has booked the shop and the store is closed. You two are out of here!"

An old man stood in the store, with a somewhat similar appearance to Kushner. He had a smile on his face and didn't seem to care about Tim's provocation. When he saw Jing Hua come in, he was stunned at first, and then knelt down on one knee.

"Welcome to the Viscount Oriental, the Adler family is willing to serve you..."

Tim was furious. He came to the "Adler Clothing Store" several times, but the other party had never given such courtesy.

"Ph! What is the East and the West, my...son...viscount?"

Tim was halfway through the scolding and suddenly his tongue was knotted. The Viscount was obviously higher than the Baron and might not be considered a powerful person in the imperial capital, but he was no longer a person who could not afford to offend him.

Jing Hua nodded and said, "Get up...I came here unfortunately, didn't delay your business?"

The old man stood up and replied, "How could it be that entertaining Lord Viscount is the top priority of the Adler family... As for Master Tim, he has never bought anything, let alone business."

Jing Hua came to the store and picked up a robe for sale.

"You can't say that, what's coming is business... Besides, Master Tim said, is he a noble noble? By the way, his title is..."

The old man understood and bent down and replied, "Sir, Master Tim's father is a baron, and Tim has not yet obtained the title..."

"What? Cough... I guess Mr. Tim is the only son and will be a baron in the future. Being able to marry a baron seems to be a good choice..."

"Master Viscount, Master Tim has two older brothers and already has a wife..."

"Ah? The empire implements the eldest son inheritance. Master Tim has no cultivation and cannot even be awarded the "knight". How can he be considered a noble?"

According to the imperial law, barons can generally award four "knights" as their subordinates' force. However, "knights" are strictly regulated to be granted, and they must reach the level of "warriors" and "knights", or have comparable abilities. For example, Ivan, Jacob, etc., they were previously "knights" under the title of "Lion King Castle".

Young Master Tim stood there, his face turning blue and red. The conversation between the two was like a big slap, repeatedly slapped him in the face.

He was born as a third son, without inheritance rights. He lacked combat talent and could not become a knight. He lost all his money when studying and doing business, and in the end he could only hold it in his father's name and become a clerk.

Tim's first half of his life was full of "failure", which led to him giving up on himself and bullying some weaker people every day to satisfy his inner emptiness.

Viscount's problem seems to be indifferent, and every sentence hits the young people's hearts, revealing all the scars hidden in their hearts, revealing the bleeding reality. After all, Tim is only in his twenties and can't say he is controlling his emotions at all.

"Shit! What are you? I told you to know today..."

Tim Smith's face was twisted, howling and fisted, and hit "Master Viscount" in the face. At this moment, he was not at the right time anymore, and he just wanted to knock this hateful guy to the ground and spit out a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm.

Ji Ying shook her head and stepped forward and shook her left hand.

"Swoosh...touch!"

Tim felt like his body was flying like a cloud, flying out of the shop and falling on the street outside. Pedestrians on the roadside avoided him and pointed at the young people. Tim could no longer bear it, and suddenly lost control of his emotions and cried bitterly.

The old man bowed and said, "Mr. Viscount, thank you for standing up for the shop. Mr. Smith is not a high title, but he often runs errands for the palace prince. He is very familiar with people in the city..."

"oh?"

Jing Hua was a little surprised. The imperial capital was indeed different. He taught a bully a lesson and could be related to the prime minister.

"I understand... Master Tim is only in pain and not hurt, it's not serious. Mr. Adler, how is the matter of being named Earl? Also, tell me about the situation in the capital..."

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"Bauhinia Flower City", the palace prime minister's mansion.

"call......"

Schmidt Baden suddenly relaxed his hands and let out a long breath. The plump maid on the carpet covered her mouth with her hands, stood up slowly, and left the study backwards.

The maids who "served" the prime minister know that Lord Schmidt is self-disciplined and never contacts the opposite sex too much. The right way is to leave quietly after the matter. Those idiots who rely on their appearance will disappear mysteriously in the end.

Schmidt crossed his hands and placed them on his chest, praying silently for confession.

"... Please forgive the filth and blasphemy of the people. Only under your guidance can the lost lamb finally escape from despair and be saved..."

After praying for a long time, Schmidt got up to pack his clothes and tidy up his clothes in front of the crystal mirror. Soon a wise old man appeared in the mirror. He had a square face in the national character, a silver-white hair color, and bright eyes, and was calm and composed from the inside to the outside.

The old man smiled on his face, turned back to the table, continued to read documents and imposed government orders. He worked very efficiently, and the manuscripts piled on the table were quickly cut in half and was thrown into the weaving basket on the other side.

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"Mr. Palace Prime Minister, Earl Beckman is here..."

"Let him come in..."

Rudolph Beckman was just over forty years old and had a low title, but he was one of Schmidt's confidants. He was in charge of the internal affairs of the imperial capital. He was just an ordinary nobleman and had no combat power, but he was a character that everyone in the imperial capital was afraid of.

"Sir Gong Xiang, this is a weekly briefing..."

Rudolph handed over the manuscript and briefly reported the recent major events.

"...and that's what you mentioned, the Viscount Xidie Dongfangwu... He entered the city three days ago, arranged by the Adler family to stay in the 'Thornbird Tavern'..."

"Oh... it came so fast."

Schmidt read the manuscript and picked out a report about Dongfangwu. The empire now has many nobles and few land. If it weren't for the recommendation of the three major forces in Xiching, and the prince's superior, the royal family would not have considered promoting the title at all.

High combat power, rough means, and rapid expansion?

Lord Schmidt closed his eyes.

Is it beneficial or harmful to my "plan" to promote such a viscount? Prince White's momentum of expansion in Xique slowed down. If there were no other external forces, he would definitely be restrained by local forces. This Eastern Wu relies on violence to be capricious, which seems to be a good "variable".

However, according to information, most Eastern families believe in the "Old God Cult", while Eastern Viscount is very unfriendly to the "New God Cult". This prevents the "Supreme God" from sowing glory, which seems to be a little more than worth the effort.

Gong Xiang repeatedly thought about it in his heart and finally made up his mind. The glory of the "Supreme God" is unstoppable, and more clowns jumping, which instead reflects the greatness of the "Divine Cult".

"Rudolph, please reveal the story of the Viscount Oriental. Just say that the royal family intends to promote him to the earl. The priest will follow the imperial tradition and follow the established procedures."

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Chapter completed!