Realm of Power

"Damn Fatty! What on earth do you want to do?" Old Man Jones asked viciously. Seeing Nelly Jones' figure disappearing into the corridor, Old Man Jones could no longer hold back his curiosity. Everyone knew that Fatty Summer was a man who never lost money. He must avenge himself, and his mind is not much bigger than the tip of a needle. After playing tricks on him once, this damn fat man is afraid that he will not hold grudges for a while. His behavior at this moment is so abnormal that it makes old Jones feel chills on his back.

"Do nothing! I'm a good person!" The fat man responded with an innocent face, but his right hand habitually touched his stomach. This action made the Grand Duke Jones' heart freeze. "It's over! I fell into the pit!" , this damn fat guy is used to touching his belly like this every time he has bad thoughts in his mind.

"I suddenly changed my mind just now. I don't want that treasure of yours." The fat man blinked his eyes innocently, completely ignoring the pale face of Duke Jones, and continued shamelessly, "I think I'm in love with your daughter, really." Yes, you have to believe that I am an honest person, and your daughter drives me crazy like a beautiful tulip."

"You want to marry my daughter?" Duke Jones' face was solemn, and he held his chin slightly with his fingers, and said seriously, "Do you know what your decision means? We are a ducal family, and your frivolous proposal is against the rules." Grand Duke Jones thought in his heart He was happy, but his expression was like that of an insulted father, trying his best to protect his face. "To marry the daughter of a duke's family, not only must you have good etiquette, but you must also get the approval of the royal family. It doesn't take a few days. completed"

The fat man waved his hands innocently and defended, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to marry Jones right away." With a blushing face, like a little boy in love, he whispered, "I think we still need some more." Time, deeper understanding”

The fat man saw Duke Jones' burning eyes and turned around embarrassedly, "Don't worry, I'm not a casual person! I will be responsible."

"Get out!" Duke Jones, who was in a good mood just now, almost vomited blood because of the fat man's anger. Seeing the despicable and shameless Fat Man Summer pretending to be innocent, he might as well watch a sow climbing a tree.

In the early morning of the next day, there was still a half-shaped crescent moon hanging in the eastern sky. The sky was slightly white and the sun had not yet come out. The fat man opened the window of the room. The cool breeze refreshed the fat man who was still a little confused. The young butler of the Duke's family She bowed down with apologetic expressions and bowed respectfully. Behind her stood several beautiful maids with pretty faces, holding a set of gorgeous aristocratic dresses in their hands.

"Dear Boss Dustan, I'm sorry to bother you so early. This is the dress Miss Jones Nelly specially selected for you. Today, Miss Jones is going to go shopping with you outside."

"Oh, the dress." The fat man frowned slightly and turned over the dress in the maid's hand. The satin with gold texture, the delicate golden buttons, and the corsage studded with white rubbles were all dazzling. Seeing the gorgeous and luxurious dress in front of him, the fat man's mind flashed and he thought to himself, "My figure looks like a bandit even if I wear a gorgeous dress. Rather than being despised by Miss Jones, it's better to have some characteristics of my own."

"I'm a businessman, not a nobleman. I'm not used to wearing this. Thank you Miss Jones Nelly for your kindness!" The fat man pushed the dress aside casually, took his businessman's clothes off the hanger and put it on his body. "It's still the same clothes." Makes me feel more comfortable"

In response to the fat man's refusal, the butler of the Duke's Palace led the way helplessly, and couldn't help but curl his lips inwardly, "What a country bumpkin. These are clothes cut by the royal tailor. There are no more than twenty pieces among the entire Kyoto aristocracy. Such clothes?"

The fat man followed the housekeeper to the front yard, and saw Jones Nelly in a white dress standing elegantly at the door of the hall. He noticed that the fat man was still wearing the old businessman's clothes. Jones Nelly's face and eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she looked displeased. glanced at the housekeeper , a charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Jonesness, wearing a white dress, slid over the moonflower. In the mist of the morning light, she looked like a fallen flower goddess. Fatty's heart was pounding

"I'm really sorry to disturb Boss Dustan's sleep so early." Jones Nellie bowed slightly and saluted, "Because there is something very important today that needs to be handled with Boss Dustan. Today is the day when the Samor Business Alliance opens registration. Some time ago, Samor announced that all Kyoto families that have business ties with Samor must register with the Kyoto branch before they are eligible to trade on the Kyoto route. Anyone who fails to register within the time limit will be punished as a smuggler. !”

"Smuggler!" The fat man nodded slightly with a surprised look on his face. "I've heard about this too, but I didn't expect it to be so important."

In fact, Fatty not only knows, but is also very clear that this decree was signed by Fatty himself. The Kyoto route has fattened Samor merchants, and also fattened the private military aristocrats in Kyoto who are rampant in smuggling. In the past, Fatty had nothing to do against smugglers in Kyoto.

But now the entire business line falls under the jurisdiction of Samor. If we do not crack down on the smugglers in Kyoto, the interests of other businessmen with formal visas from Samor will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

This is not only related to the issue of business alliances, but also a major issue that shakes the Samor business visa system and the integrity of the Samor regime. Fatty signed a trade registration order half a month ago. Any unregistered Kyoto caravan found by the garrison along the way will be punished. Seize all goods for smuggling.

"Hey! What's going on?" The fat man sat in the carriage and sighed with a miserable look on his face. "I sign orders and do my own business. Why is my life so miserable!"

Looking at the few pedestrians outside, and thinking of seeing the old liar Jones with a half-smile on his face before getting in the car, the fat man had the urge to slap someone. This time the Jones family sent two carriages, which made the fat man want to fight with Jones. Nelly's fantasy of being in the same car was shattered

As the carriage turned into South Street, where the Governor's Palace of Samour was located, Fatty saw that the crowd outside was gradually increasing. Early in the morning, there were already many noble carriages parked at the door of the Commercial Alliance's Beijing branch. A group of fully armed The Samor soldiers held spears in their hands and stood at the door with murderous intent to maintain order. It seemed that the Business Alliance was well prepared for the possible crowded situation today.

The murderous and bloody aura made many nobles afraid to get close. One by one, they poked their heads and looked here with curiosity. The fat man could tell from the emblem on the soldier's black armor that it should be Lidakus. The Third Flag Regiment led by

Most of this force is responsible for Samor's logistics and security of trade routes. This time, in order to better supervise the construction progress of the Governor's Palace and four commercial streets, Fatty specifically allowed Lidakus to lead 1,000 Third Banner soldiers. The regiment soldiers went to Beijing, and after the Governor's Palace was built, they were replaced by the Samor Guards.

When I saw the carriage with the leaf pattern emblem embroidered with gold thread on the edge of the coat of arms, it drove into the street. There was a lot of commotion among the nobles waiting around. Embroidering gold thread on the edge was a family patent of the duke level. There were viscounts, barons, and even some There are figures of the Marquis family, but the Duke family is still the first

"It seems to be the leaf flower crest of the Jones family!" Some nobles who knew the details whispered, "Aren't they so poor that they only have one manor left? How can they still have the money to take a trip into this muddy water?"

"There is no money, but there are people." Some nobles discussed with weird faces. "The family of the most beautiful woman in the north is not called for nothing. I heard that it was the old Duke who refused the royal marriage request and was retaliated against! Maybe we have seen it. It’s an honor for Jones Nelly, the most beautiful woman in the North.”

"You mean the most beautiful woman in the north, Jones Nellie is here?" The nobles became excited and gathered around with passion, staring at the carriage that had just stopped with burning eyes.

"Creak" In the eager eyes of the nobles, a carriage door slowly opened. Everyone held their breath and stared excitedly. A white "pig leg" appeared tremblingly at the door of the carriage and fell to the ground. With broken eyes all over the place, the fat man was startled by the enthusiastic crowd outside the carriage. He cursed with an unhappy expression, "Damn it, I've never seen a man before!"

"Captain Lidakus Banner has arrived!" Just as the group was stunned, a carriage inlaid with a white thorn heraldry stopped at the entrance of the Commercial Alliance. The nearby Samor soldiers who were responsible for maintaining order immediately gave way to the carriage. After opening a lane, Lidakus, an old acquaintance, pushed open the carriage door and immediately fixed his eyes on the fat man who was attracting the most attention.

"Sir!" Lidakus' dismounting movement stopped in mid-air. His mouth was wide enough to swallow an apple. When he stepped off the carriage, he almost fell like a mantis.

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