Chapter 523 Hot Discussion

When Derek said this, the two people trapped in the situation seemed to wake up a little.

However, this kind of temptation cannot be refused immediately.

I knew the bait was poisonous, but it was so fragrant that I always wanted to take a bite.

However, His Majesty the Emperor made it clear that he refused, and there was no chance for him to try it.

Soon, the two stood dejectedly outside the palace gate.

Young Earl Jefferys looked at Virut, suddenly smiled sincerely, and said: "My good nephew, you won't blame me for reporting you to His Majesty just now, right?"

"No, I did indeed make a mistake." Virut also replied 'sincerely'.

"That's good. I know you are a sensible person, nephew. As an elder, I am doing this for your own good. Of course... I was anxious and made a mistake in front of His Majesty. I will ask my nephew again when I have time. Come and exchange parenting experiences.”

"I must be the one who bumped into you, old count, first."

The two looked at each other, their eyes crystal clear, as sincere as they wanted.

Then... both of them laughed.

Who doesn’t know who?

"You kid, you are still so shameless. The time you came to my house to peek at the little girl taking a bath and almost got caught was exactly the same as now." Young Count Jefferys recalled the past.

Virut became anxious and quickly denied it: "Slander, this is slander!

I almost got caught, or didn't get caught. I have explained it many times. The thief's back just looks a little like me. You, the Minister of Justice, have to talk about the evidence. "

hehe!

"When I was chasing you on horseback, I saw you clearly. If I hadn't been afraid of catching you and making it difficult to deal with you, do you think you could escape by getting into the haystack?" Young Count Jefferys pursued the victory and said with disdain. : "Your ass was exposed. At that time, I wanted to fuck you with my shit fork."

Earl Virut was stunned. When he was young, Meng Lang didn't expect that there would be a thunderstorm today.

However, he was not the young man he was back then. He rolled his eyes and said with a frown on his neck: "Haha, I have never heard of people who can tell people by their butts. They say that the old count likes women. I think there is something wrong with you."

As Count Virut spoke, he greased the soles of his feet, jumped onto his carriage in a few steps, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up."

Who knows how much powerful information this old guy has in his hands, why don't he just run away and wait to be humiliated?

Virut is very agile and is much faster than when he was running.

It was too fast for little Earl Jefferys to react, and the person disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"This stinky boy." He shook his head helplessly. He didn't catch the person back then, but now the person is so stubborn that he refuses to admit it. What can he do about it?

…

The two earls left happily and returned disappointed.

The news spread quickly, and everyone was waiting for these front-line bosses to investigate the situation, and the result was the best possible outcome.

A few big guys have been eliminated, and the number of lower-level nobles has increased, and everyone is looking forward to it.

As for His Majesty's words, some people listened to them, and some people just didn't.

If you want to keep the wealth and honor that pours out of the sky, you must also pass on the wealth and honor to your descendants!

Many nobles think that their families are not rich, so naturally they want to give it a try.

For a time, all other news from the empire retreated.

Even the news about the angel Dagu in the New World was pushed into a corner.

Newspapers across the country, both public and private, were discussing with great interest which noble girl would be lucky enough to marry into an imperial family and complete her gorgeous transformation.

Many people despise being able to get rich through marriage, but they still have hope in their hearts.

As the saying goes, everyone accuses Jin Lian of being poisonous, but they only wish he wasn't Ximen Lang.

This kind of royal private matter is naturally gossipy and spreads very quickly.

From the nobles to the common people, everyone likes to study and discuss.

No, Smith, the director of the Electricity Department, went home with a pile of newspapers.

It’s not that he’s taking advantage of the public, it’s really hard to find a place with such a complete range of newspapers.

Today's newspaper printing machines are all replaced by electric drives. Naturally, no one forgets the power guy at the top.

When each newspaper is printed, the first copy is sent to the palace, followed by the Electric Power Department, a group of directly-controlled departments.

Even if you go shopping specifically, you won't be able to collect all the newspapers in one day.

It just so happened that Mrs. Smith had been paying special attention to this important royal event recently. Director Smith said eloquently that I had all the newspapers, so she had one more task every day.

As a result, there have been rumors in the Electric Power Department recently that Director Smith is very strict with his wife and sells scrap newspapers from his work unit every day in exchange for cigarette money.

What a joke, I am the Secretary-General, do I still have to buy my own cigarettes?

Director Smith complained as he entered the door. Fortunately, his wife came to him enthusiastically, which made him feel a little warm in his heart.

He quickly threw the newspaper to the ground and opened his arms for a loving hug.

Then... he was pushed away mercilessly.

"Go away, don't you feel disgusted that we are an old married couple? You even threw my newspaper on the ground."

Mrs. Smith quickly picked out a few newspapers she had read in school, then carried the rest to the living room, sat down and pondered over them slowly.

Director Smith touched his nose. Fortunately, no one saw this embarrassing moment.

He changed his shoes and sat on the sofa in the living room with an unhappy expression.

"I said you women are so weird. Why do you care about such things?" Director Smith criticized while recalling the newspapers he read in his spare time. It was indeed interesting.

Mrs. Smith rolled her eyes at him and said disdainfully: "You, the director, just got lucky. You have no political sensitivity at all. I think it will be difficult for you not to rely on your daughter in your life."

Director Smith was not convinced, sat up straight, and argued: "Mrs. Smith, what you said is strange. What kind of politics can you understand from gossip? And I rely on my own talent. His Majesty praised me a few days ago. Why do you test your daughter?"

"Haha!" Mrs. Smith looked at her husband with disdain, as if you were a professor. She pointed at the newspaper and said: "Although most of it is nonsense, there are also some words from His Majesty. Do you understand politics?

Your Majesty vetoed the great nobles and did not control public opinion. Don't you think it's strange?"

Freedom of speech is like a fig leaf. If you say you are free, you are free. Otherwise, you, a mute, can be arrested for saying the wrong thing.

Director Smith was still confused and even thought that his wife was not smart.

"Have you been reading too much gossip recently? Do you want me to take you to see a doctor?"

"I think you need to see a doctor for your brain. I've seen it clearly... His Majesty said that you don't need to be too demanding about your family background if you are gentle and kind."

"Yes! What's wrong with that? It's just a polite remark. Can you let the silly girl from the second uncle's family in the village be the wife of His Highness?" Director Smith felt that he was good again. His wife still didn't understand the officialdom.

Mrs. Smith also felt that her husband didn't understand people's hearts.

"Not talking about family background means that families like ours also have opportunities. What silly girl from the second uncle's family? I think you are the silly girl."

For family background, you must first have an identity. Do you really think that anyone can talk about family background?

Poor family, your family must first have a family background!

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