Good-looking, not allowed to farm

(One)

Levin pretended to be kind and took in Baroness Webster's mother and son.

In his opinion, this pair of mother and son is the biggest evidence that Jamie pretends to be a nobleman.

Although he didn't plan to do anything to Jamie immediately due to the mutual cooperation.

But considering the future...

This behavior of getting the evidence out in advance and watching it under the nose is undoubtedly reassuring and prepared.

In fact, if Jamie's real blood relatives can be found, the effect should be even better.

But according to the reports from the subordinates, it can be seen that Jamie's old father and brothers had already left the village...the day after they learned of 'Jamie's death'.

Levin slightly regrets this.

But his purpose was only to prove that Jamie was pretending to be an aristocrat, and it was enough for Baroness Webster to testify with him, so he didn't bother to find someone.

At this point, he already had enough confidence in his heart.

When I met Jamie again and exchanged some information, his secret pride and the complacency of "I've got you completely and firmly" were almost beyond words and did not hide it.

However, what he doesn't know is that...

Jamie is not as ignorant as he thought and can only sit and wait.

Since the last time I was caught off guard and ran into Levin at a banquet...

Jamie worked hard on intelligence.

Just like when he was still in prison, he patiently collected the information around him bit by bit, and then figured out how to use it.

In addition to expanding his social circle and keeping in touch with all the dandies in Wangcheng, he also bought some of them with money.

People in important and key positions are usually very difficult to buy.

But some fringe people, such as an ordinary tailor who often goes to the noble mansion, a security guard at the gate of a certain park, a waitress in a certain tavern, etc., are still easy to spend money on.

Although they don't know particularly valuable information, although sometimes it's a waste of money...

But some leftover information, after careful study, can still get some insight into the situation in the royal city.

In addition, there is also a small group of street children who like to run around, beg for food, and steal in the streets and alleys of Wangcheng.

These children are easier to bribe, just give enough food to eat.

So, on the night Baroness Webster moved into the Levine mansion, Jamie learned the news.

The news happened to come from the waifs.

They did not know Baroness Webster.

But they will obey Jamie's command, record all the visitors who come and go to Levin's mansion every day, and then tell him one by one.

For this, Jamie paid them sacks of potatoes, bread and sausages.

Speaking of this way of obtaining information, I would also like to thank those dead thieves.

It was under their precepts and deeds that Jamie knew how to find a dark world hidden under the light of the city, and then, with the help of the gangsters, vagrants, prostitutes, thieves, beggars, etc. The power of people.

The aristocrats habitually ignore these existences.

They always seem to think that the people at the bottom are ignorant and brainless, like a stone or a tree, and they don't care about it at all.

If a well-dressed person hangs around and peeps at the door from time to time, they will suspect that it is a spy;

But if a few waifs squatted pitifully in a corner with their eyes wide open and kept looking at people, at most they would order the servants to drive them out of boredom, rather than arouse unnecessary suspicion.

Jamie really wanted to live a peaceful life.

If it wasn't for Levin's threat...

He really didn't intend to find these waifs.

Because these children from different worlds have no father or mother, and they all live a hard life, just looking at them is very uncomfortable.

But if I extend a helping hand...

There are too many of them to help.

So, although they are happy to be hired.

But Jamie felt terrible from beginning to end, as if child labor was used.

But also thanks to them.

Only in time can he learn the news.

Just at the moment of hearing the news...

Jamie's good mood due to the reunion with Macomb and George was inevitably ruined.

"This disgusting thing is really hateful! Damn it!"

He couldn't help frowning and thinking: "I wanted to keep him for a while longer, but now it seems that I have to find a way to get rid of him as soon as possible!"

After that, for several days in a row, Jamie was busy collecting information.

Such as interpersonal relationships, gossip, gossip...all comers are welcome.

During this process, he took advantage of the rest time to finish the adaptation of "Marian"; moreover, he would find a way to enter the palace from time to time to refresh his sense of presence, and then chat with His Majesty the King to maintain a certain relationship, so as to To ensure their own value and stabilize Levin.

Until a few days later, after eliminating the useless news of 'a certain nobleman has a special hobby in bed; a certain nobleman paid a lot of money to treat impotence medicine' and so on...

There were two pieces of news that finally managed to attract his attention.

One of the messages was an old story.

About Judian's wife who "appreciated the scenery by the lake, unfortunately slipped and fell into the water" and was also Levine's sister-Mrs. Donna's love affair with the king;

The other piece of news was what was happening right now, and it was relatively urgent—Judian sent someone to monitor Macomb for some unknown reason.

Leaving aside the former;

The latter is urgent.

During the last reunion...

Jamie has already guessed that Macomb and George should have a mission when they come to Wangcheng this time.

But he didn't ask then.

Firstly, it was because he did not want to intervene in the affairs of the Rebel Army for the time being; secondly, he was not sure whether this task could be told to an outsider like himself, so he did not want to embarrass Macomb.

But now...

The matter is complicated and the situation is critical, and it will be useless not to inquire clearly.

So, Jamie took the written "Marian" script and used it as an excuse to come to the hotel again.

After handing over the script to Mrs. Helena, while the other party was immersed in reading, he took the opportunity to go out to visit Macomb and George who also lived in this hotel, and told him by the way, "You are under surveillance. with this matter.

After George heard the news, he couldn't help being panicked and nervous.

Macomb was very calm, but his brows were frowning, obviously he was also quite embarrassed by the situation in front of him.

Jamie thought he couldn't escape now, that he had to figure things out.

So, he said straight to the point: "Tell me! My friends, if you still trust me, trust me not to betray you, trust me to help you, then, now, tell me everything I can know! "

Malcolm and George looked at each other, hesitant.

But in the end, Macomb still said it: "This matter shouldn't be said, but please believe me, Jamie, it's not because of trust or distrust, I just don't want you to be involved in it inexplicably..."

"But I can't watch you have an accident."

Jamie said: "If something happens to you and I come to find the truth, I will still be involved. It's better to let me know now, so instead of being passively involved, it's better to actively join now, and you can get involved in advance." There is a preparation."

Malcolm couldn't help laughing.

He's not stupid, so he didn't say anything stupid about insisting on keeping a distance for your safety. Instead, he talked about the general situation of the mission neatly, and added some of his own opinions: "...the current situation is like this, But I'm not quite sure about the true intentions of that patron... that is, Earl Safir Sorensen."

"Even... I don't even know if he really supports us."

"He asked us to kill people, but the Resistance Army is not a killer organization, and killing people for money must never be opened."

"...The task is basically stagnant now, and it has become unknown whether it can be completed."

"So, there is no need to keep it secret."

During Macomb's narration...

Jamie had been listening carefully.

only……

When he heard the name of Earl Safir Sorensen, he was very surprised!

Because this name was still on Suzanne's fiancé list not long ago, although Master Dressel called him a hooligan, this man did send love letters every day, showing a deep-rooted affection for Suzanne.

Unexpectedly, he planned an assassination so cruelly in a place where he couldn't see it? !

Compared to this incident, after learning that the assassin was Dressel...

Jamie wasn't too surprised.

This is really because, even though he only joined the Dressel family for a few months...

But he had already fully seen the superpower of the stubborn old man who was unpopular and made enemies everywhere.

"In short, the current situation is like this..."

Macomb sighed, and said comfortingly: "Actually, it's fine if we finally confirm to give up this mission. At that time, George and I will leave the royal city as soon as possible to avoid being caught by that Judian. In this way, You don't have to worry about us."

Jamie didn't answer right away.

He bowed his head and pondered for a while, then asked again: "That Safir didn't say how much money he would donate to you? How will you pay?"

Macomb replied calmly: "50 equivalent gold."

"Five million!"

Jamie's eyes couldn't help but brighten up: "This amount of money is not a small amount."

"Who says no, but we can't get it."

Malcolm said amusedly but helplessly.

Jamie couldn't help encouraging them: "Always give it a try. Besides, let me tell you some good news. For this task, the conditions on my side are amazingly good."

"What do you mean?"

Malcolm could not help but look at him in bewilderment.

Jamie immediately said, "You only know that I'm pretending to be the illegitimate son of a nobleman, but have you all forgotten to ask me, who is that nobleman?"

"...I don't quite understand, Jamie, why are you saying this all of a sudden? Who is that nobleman? Does it have anything to do with our mission?"

"Of course it does!"

"what relationship?"

"The aristocratic father of the illegitimate child I pretended to be is none other than the one whom the sponsor asked you to kill - Mr. Dressel, the Chancellor of the Exchequer! Coincidentally? He happens to be my cheap father now!"

George couldn't help but gasped, and stammered, "Jamie...Jamie, you're not, don't you want to..."

Macomb immediately said seriously: "Listen, Jamie! In the current world, killing people is indeed not a big deal, but we can't and shouldn't let ourselves go with the flow, but we must stick to a certain bottom line...even if No matter how good the conditions are given by others, you shouldn't kill people for money, let alone, he is still your father in name."

"Hey, what are you talking about!"

Jamie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and waved his hand again to retort: ​​"I didn't say I was going to kill someone."

George opened his eyes wide in bewilderment: "But you just said that the conditions are surprisingly good."

"Yes, but maybe I can find a way to fake his death."

When he said this, Jamie let out a small smirk: "Think about it, after I make everyone think that Master Dressel is dead, you can go to get the money; wait for you After getting the money and flying away, Master Dressel can just perform a wonderful trick of resurrection from the dead! How about it? How interesting!"

Macomb was almost dumbfounded.

George looked at him with a face full of surprise: "But...but, but how do you make him, let him die in suspended animation?"

"……good question!"

Jamie restrained his smile, and began to think hard again: "Yes, how can I do it?"

(two)

Lord Dressel entered the palace again.

With a stiff face, he begged to see the king strictly according to the rules.

However, when His Majesty the King heard that he was asking to see him, he felt a headache.

He kept complaining to the queen: "It is true that this lord is extremely loyal to me, but he has never brought me any good news. Nasty words."

The queen was not good at words, so she didn't know what to say for a while, so she smiled helplessly.

Fortunately, the king just talked casually, and didn't expect to get any serious answer.

But, in the ensuing summons...

The mourning crow—Master Dressel really reported another piece of bad news: "Several small-scale riots occurred in the northern province, and it is suspected that there are shadows of rebels among them."

King Richard replied impatiently: "Then continue to suppress according to the regulations. What's going on with these people? Am I not kind enough? God knows, I didn't even start a new racecourse this year to help them. build……"

At the end, he asked inexplicably: "Is it worth my dear Chancellor of the Exchequer to be so worried about dealing with a few shameless, dirty, murderous and arsonous untouchables?"

When the king said "my dear Chancellor of the Exchequer", his tone was extremely intimate...

Dressel-sama was happy in his heart, so he smiled cryptically.

Moreover, he agreed with the king's words.

I don't think those small-scale riots are a big deal.

For a long time, contempt for the people at the bottom has been engraved on the bones of these upper nobles.

They don't think people can do anything.

The enemies of nobles are only nobles, and sometimes the enemies of kings are also nobles.

Fighting back and forth every day, fighting for power and profit.

As for the people at the bottom, who cares?

As for why Lord Dressel insisted on reporting this matter to the king, it was not because he valued the people.

just because...

For one thing, this was part of his job;

Secondly, in order to distinguish myself from the crowd of flattering colleagues, I want to show my integrity and selflessness.

So, when the king knew about it, and answered like this...

Master Dressel felt that he had done his duty, so he didn't say anything.

Except for him and the king, though...

There were others who also paid attention to this matter.

"Do you have any exclusive news? About the northern province...how many people died?"

Duke Henry asked curiously: "How did I hear that this small-scale riot seems a bit unusual?"

"I haven't studied this carefully, and I don't have any exclusive information. Your Excellency the Duke thinks too highly of me. As for how many people died..."

Earl Safire Sorensen said in a very cold tone: "How should I put it, those untouchables died like a large number of ants trampled to death, who would count how many there are?"

"...Well, it would be great if it was as you said."

Duke Henry put on a meaningful look and said: "But how did I hear that not many of them died this time? It seems that they have gradually become organized and disciplined. After each scene, unexpectedly You can still get out of here.”

"What? Is there such a thing?" Earl Safir Sorensen couldn't help showing a stunned expression.

But because of his eagle-like stern appearance, such a stunned expression seemed a little hypocritical.

Seeing this, Duke Henry put on an inscrutable look again, and did not speak, only smiled slightly.

In fact, he didn't know anything at all, but he really wanted to subdue the leader of this new noble...

But he knew that just relying on the duke status of a king's half-brother, there was no way to make this shrewd and cunning guy surrender.

Because of this, he always deliberately pretends to be well-informed and capable, hoping that the other party can be bluffed by him. It would be even better if he could be guilty of a guilty conscience and not tell himself.

But obviously, Earl Safir Sorensen is not someone who can be dealt with so easily.

He was business as usual from beginning to end, flawless.

Duke Henry had nothing to do, so he sneered and said nothing more.

But what he didn't expect was...

Although Safire didn't show it.

But the unfathomable appearance he just pretended was not useless, on the contrary, it had aroused the other party's vigilance by mistake.

Only because not long ago, Safir met Macomb.

Although he was quite sure that the meeting was private and safe enough.But Duke Henry's performance still made him feel very uncomfortable.

"It seems that I have to find a little trouble for that ambitious and talented guy."

Earl Saffir Sorensen still had no expression on his face, but he was already thinking about it in his heart.

At the same time, Judian also got a piece of news.

One of the spies he sent out just sneaked up to report: "My lord, the two people you asked me to monitor before, although I haven't found out the details of the details, but the faction they belong to has been found out, and they are all rebels! "

Judian was taken aback, and his first reaction was to send someone to arrest him.

But soon, he came back to his senses, and asked curiously: "Do you know what they are doing in Wangcheng?"

The spy replied excitedly: "My lord, I just overheard the conversation of these two people. They said that there is a big nobleman in our royal city who is secretly funding them. This time, they are here to take charge of the new funding. of."

Judian couldn't help being stunned, and sighed in disbelief: "It's strange! There are nobles who choose to subsidize these untouchables? Do you have money and nowhere to spend it?"

He couldn't help asking curiously: "Who is that great nobleman who sponsored them? How much is the total amount?"

The spy hurriedly reported back: "They only mentioned one sponsor, but didn't directly say who the big nobleman is. As for the sponsorship, I vaguely heard that it seems to be 50!"

"50!" Judian couldn't help being surprised: "Are you willing to give so much money?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, thinking about this matter carefully, and a thought was about to move in his heart, so he couldn't help but licked his lips greedily: "Go, let me keep a close eye on them! Pay attention first Don't be discovered by them, you must find out that great nobleman, as for the money... Now that you have given it out, why not leave it all to me!"

At the same time, Jamie revealed himself to Levin again: "Well, remember that Macomb, a high-ranking member of the Rebel Army that you asked me to talk to in prison before?"

Levin looked at him coldly: "You still have the face to mention this..."

Jamie interrupted his anger in time, and said quickly: "A few days ago, I met him in Wangcheng."

Levin was really dumbfounded.

After a while, he looked at Jamie suspiciously: "What do you mean? Aren't you in the same group?"

Jamie immediately explained plausibly: "We are definitely not in the same group. If we were in the same group, why didn't I go with them instead of pretending to be a nobleman here? I didn't intend to play tricks on you before. It’s because people don’t trust me, I can’t make up my mind at all, and you’re in a hurry, I’m so angry... As for the later, when they escaped from prison, they just picked me up.”

Levin probably had lingering fears from being tricked before, and he still had some disbelief after talking (edited) about it: "So... why are you telling me this now? Are you asking me to arrest him?"

"Of course we must, but not now..."

Speaking of this, Jamie hesitated a little: "Well, Levin, I have some news to tell you, but when you hear this news, I hope you can keep as calm as possible, and don't get excited or impulsive."

Levine was wary.

He pushed his glasses, his eyes full of suspicion: "What did you do again?"

"I didn't do anything, it's just that... Macomb came to Wangcheng this time to meet with a nobleman."

Jamie looked at Levine and said sincerely, "I didn't lie to you. Think about it, if I don't tell you about this, you don't know, I don't have to tell you, why bother?" ?”

Levin thought for a while, and finally got a little letter: "Go on."

So Jamie sighed.

He glanced at Levine, and said hesitantly and slowly: "Don't get excited, please calm down... The nobleman they came to meet... Don't get excited, don't get excited... Yes... Yes, it's your brother-in-law, Judian. "