The first thousand two hundred and fifty-seven chapters is the uncle who owes money? (asking for a monthly ticket)
Lorraine and Leo thought that Mr. de Rossi, who was at the end of his rope, was galloping wildly in the dark.
At this moment, he was only surrounded by Marquis Gall and two trusted attendants.
There was silence in the night sky, except for the crisp sound of horse hooves.
The sound of 'Dede''s hooves spread far and wide, startling the birds sleeping on the roadside from time to time.
The cool night wind blew Mr. De Rossi's hair and clothes, and for a moment, Mr. De Rossi felt as comfortable as if he was flying in the wind.
He felt unusually happy, as if he had drunk frozen wine while sweating profusely.
As long as you escape the siege, you will be like a dragon entering the sea or an eagle flying in the sky.
Thinking of this, Mr. De Rossi couldn't help throwing his head back and laughing loudly.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Next to him, Marquis Gore couldn't help laughing. He stood up on his horse, whistled loudly into the wind, and shouted: "It's so happy. It's so happy, hahahaha..."
"Those idiots still want to trap me, young master." Mr. De Rossi smiled proudly and said, "It's just a little trick, just making fun of the idiots."
Marquis Gower came over and flattered him, saying: "Brother, you are really wise. You just shouted, and as expected, they all ran away immediately.
Those lowlifes must be all dumbfounded now."
De Rossi laughed a few times, then glanced at the attendant behind him and said with some admiration: "This is also thanks to the donation. If he hadn't been waiting for us outside, how could we have gone so smoothly?"
Busi immediately shouted: "The villain dare not take credit, it is mainly due to the master. If the master had not come up with such a clever plan and hinted to the villain, how could the villain have thought of this method with his wisdom?"
The three of them looked at each other, and then burst out laughing again.
It turned out that the ring that De Rossi gave to Busch at that time was not a sign ring at all, but just a small gift from a mistress.
Busch was also extremely clever and received the item. He immediately understood what De Rossi meant.
Under the auspices of everyone, he also pretended to lead a few people away, but he did not go too far, but made a large circle. Then he quietly returned to the nearby area to ambush.
Although the creditors were anxious and eager, they were a rabble.
And he was too insensitive and careless. Although someone warned De Rossi that he might run away, these kind-hearted and stupid people thought that after all, he was also a prince of a country, and he naturally had the dignity and pride of a nobleman. How could he do that?
Is there such a thing as running away?
Therefore, in the first half of the night, everyone was still somewhat energetic. But in the second half of the night, everyone began to feel sleepy and staggered around. They completely relaxed their vigilance.
Later, at four o'clock in the middle of the night, this is the time of day when people are most sleepy.
Busch saw that almost all those people were fast asleep, and immediately knew that this opportunity had come, and immediately sent a signal to De Rossi.
De Rossi gave the order and drove the convoy forward. He and Marquis Gore changed into servants' clothes and took advantage of the darkness and chaos to mix into the crowd on foot. Then they rushed out of the siege from the opposite direction and finally joined the alms after
, jumped on the horse and fled.
What I have to say is that although Mr. De Rossi is a bit of a fool and doesn't know much about the art of war, he can still be regarded as a little conspirator, and his skills are really beautiful.
Just one person ran away, and then he used them again. The golden cicada escaped from its shell and made attacks in the east and west. Fishing in troubled waters, three strategies.
The three of them laughed for a while, and then Marquis Gower thought of something. He smacked his tongue with regret and said, "It's a pity that Andre wasn't brought out. What a pity~!"
Finished. I couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
De Rossi frowned slightly and said dissatisfied: "That idiot, as a nobleman, can't even ride a horse well. He deserves to be unlucky. Let him learn a lesson. He can also remember it in the future."
Hearing the harshness in his words, a trace of worry flashed across Marquis Gower's face, and then he said: "He won't be killed by those people, right?
If anything happens to Andrei, my uncle will kill me."
De Rossi was startled for a moment, looking at the sad look on Gore's face, he felt a little unhappy: he had used such a beautiful trick and saved him, so instead of praising himself properly, he said these disappointing words.
He wanted to reprimand him, but then he thought of something, and then he forced a smile, and then said: "Probably not. Those people just want money, and Andre doesn't owe them anything. And it's another person."
Nobles. I believe they don’t dare to mess around.”
However, the tone of his words was light and airy, showing that he didn't really care.
As a model of a royal noble, Mr. De Rossi has always been selfish and extremely mean. He only cares about himself.
Although Andre and he were considered friends, he could find a hundred more of these friends anytime, anywhere. Therefore, he didn't care about the other person's life or death at all.
However, now that Gore, a friend like Andre, was by his side, he had no way to say these words.
"I hope so." Marquis Gore murmured, "May the God of Light bless you."
De Rossi felt that Gower kept mentioning Andre, which was quite disappointing. He paused briefly and then changed the topic.
"Dear Gower, there is a proverb in the East that 'life and death are determined by fate, wealth is in heaven'. I believe Andre will be fine. Okay, don't talk about these unhappy things." He coughed lightly and then raised his hand.
, pointed into the distance with his riding crop, and shouted with a heroic look: "Let's work harder and try to cross the border before dawn. Let's try to have breakfast on our land tomorrow morning."
Everyone suddenly became energetic.
Across the border is the Kingdom of Leiria. That is your own territory.
Once there, those bastards didn't dare to block him for money. He didn't have to run away so shamelessly, but continued to live his own luxurious and corrupt aristocratic life.
xxxxx
Running wildly and non-stop, De Rossi and the others spent a whole day returning to the Dukedom of De Rossi in the Kingdom of Leiria.
The center of the Dukedom of De Rossi is the eastern city of Leiria, Batallia, which is the world of De Rossi and his son.
After passing through the city gate and crossing the street, they saw that they were getting closer and closer to home, dusty and dusty, and Mr. de Rossi and the Marquis of Gore, dressed in earth-colored clothes, breathed a sigh of relief.
Once here, no one can do anything to them.
The Duke's Palace, located in the best part of Batallia, is already in sight. The spire of the three-story pure white palace building can be seen in the distance.
But as the distance got closer and closer, Mr. De Rossi frowned.
He found that this gorgeous and beautiful Governor's Palace seemed a little unusual.
Marquis Gower gradually discovered something was wrong, and couldn't help but said "Huh", and then said: "Brother, it seems that something is wrong."
De Rossi's heart sank, he whipped his horse whip several times, and rushed towards the Duke's Palace faster.
Arriving at the gate, De Rossi tightened the reins of his horse, and the horse stopped with a hiss.
Looking up at the Duke's Palace opposite, De Rossi's face on horseback changed drastically. His face turned red with anger, he sat on the horse and trembled slightly, and said tremblingly with anger: "Who, who did this?
...I'm going to kill him~!"
As he roared, everyone stared at him.
I saw that the originally luxuriously decorated Duke's Palace had now turned into an unfinished building.
All the doors and windows on the front have disappeared, leaving only the dark door openings and windows.
The original beautiful decorations on the exterior wall were also gone, leaving patches of black bottom like scabs on the wall. It was like the beautiful packaging had been torn.
The courtyard used to be filled with exquisite flowers and plants, cut into unique shapes, with life-size sculptures scattered in the middle. Each one is a superb work of art.
But what appeared in front of Mr. De Rossi was a courtyard that looked like a flood.
The lawn was sparsely trampled, and dry grass blades were scattered all over the ground.
All the neat and beautiful evergreen trees were dug up, leaving pits on the ground. Clusters of flowers disappeared, leaving only the plowed ground and the sun-dried loess.
All the sculptures disappeared, as if they turned into real people and ran away, taking away the bases on which the statues were placed.
"Fuck~!" De Rossi yelled angrily.
The statue weighs several hundred kilograms with its base attached, so it would take a lot of people to remove it. And it would also require the use of a large cart, which is probably how the deep ruts in the ground came about.
In the middle of the courtyard is a three-story fountain with a unique shape. When it was completed, Duke de Rossi invited guests from all over the city to visit.
But at this moment, the fountain, which was fully twenty feet wide, disappeared.
Not even a scrap of debris was left, only a deep pit was left on the spot.
A black hole in the center of the pit was still leaking water. It flowed out of the courtyard along the dug trench.
This is not what makes Mr. De Rossi the most angry. What makes him most angry is that there is not a tile left on the roof of the building.
The wooden board underneath was as white as the bald man's head.
"You're cruel!" Mr. De Rossi was so angry that he almost vomited blood, then kicked the horse in the belly and walked into the courtyard.
Along the way, De Rossi had to steer his horse to carefully avoid the deep pits in the ground, and slowly came to the door of the house.
There was no one in the empty courtyard, and two wild dogs were openly fighting in the corridor, which was very pornographic, violent, and rarely inappropriate, and the fighting was extremely fierce.
The most hateful thing is that when they saw the arrival of Mr. De Rossi, instead of running away, they continued their reproduction behavior with unusual calmness.
Mr. De Rossi was so angry that he roared: "Where are the people? Where are all the people going to die~!"
His voice was unusually loud, instantly spreading throughout the silent mansion, causing waves of echoes.
Suddenly there was an exclamation from inside the gate, saying: "Master, Master is back~!"
"Come out quickly, the young master is back."
"Come out quickly..."
"..."
With loud exclamations, a large group of people poured out from the opened door, all of them servants and guards of the De Rossi family.
Originally, the servants of the De Rossi family were also prominent people in the city and had high self-esteem. A maid from a powerful family could live a better life than a lady from a landlord's family.
However, their current appearance was extremely miserable, their clothes were in tatters, and some of their arms were still hanging around their necks, apparently broken.
There were also a few who were walking with crutches, one leg lifted up, and jumping up and down. It looked like they had been beaten.
Mr. De Rossi doesn't care if he loses money. He doesn't care if he loses his reputation. He has great ambitions in his heart.
But when someone knocked on the door, Mr. De Rossi was furious.
He dismounted, but he didn't expect that there was no flat ground under his feet anymore. When he stepped off his feet, his whole body staggered. If the servant in front of him hadn't quickly caught him with his hands, De Rossi, a handsome man who had specially trained
The action of dismounting becomes like a dog chewing mud.
Mr. De Rossi grabbed his servant, with a fierce expression on his face, and shouted loudly: "Who? Who did it? I don't want my life. You dare to attack the people of the Duke's Palace. This is a rebellion~!"
Who, who, I led people to raid his home..."
"Master, you are back, woo woo woo..." The servant actually raised his nose and started crying, saying: "It's all done by debtors. There are thousands of them."
De Rossi was stunned for a moment and murmured: "You want a debt?"
"You don't know," the servant cried, "They are so cruel. They rush in and grab whatever they see. When we go up to stop them, we beat them, and they beat them really hard~!
His arms and legs were broken.
They have been robbing us for three days. Three days. Master, they didn’t even leave us a pot. We haven’t had a single meal for more than half a month.”
De Rossi and Marquis Gall looked at each other in confusion. As if listening to a myth, Marquis Gall said in surprise: "There is no one to take care of it. Where are the city guards? Where are the guards? Where are they all dead?"
The servant sobbed and said: "It's useless, sir, it's useless. The one who took the lead was the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince had people robbed everything that could be moved and demolished. In the middle of the night, there were people throwing bricks into the courtyard.
"
"Crown Prince?" De Rossi looked ferocious. He gritted his teeth and said, "Matthias, just wait for me~!"
Crown Prince Matthias came forward, but no one in Batalia City dared to take care of it.
The servant cried and said: "There are also people who took advantage of the fire. After hearing about it, dead people from the city and outside the city came to our house to steal things. Half of the wall was demolished. If it weren't for the protection of the villains, they almost demolished the roof."
Walk."
"Okay, okay~!" De Rossi let go of the servant and said, "I'll go in and take a look."
Walk into the building with Marquis Gall.
As soon as I entered the door, there was a rattling sound under my feet, and the ground was covered with falling debris and dust.
The hall was empty.
The Parthian carpet underfoot, the leather sofa on one side, the chairs and coffee table by the wall, the famous paintings hanging on the wall, and the crystal chandelier overhead were all gone.
The walls were scratched one by one, leaving a transparent hole above the head.
It's as clean as if locusts had eaten it.
Mr. De Rossi laughed angrily and said to himself: "I don't know how they took down the chandelier."
The doors of each room are also missing, and there is not even a bit of remnant on the door frame, which shows that the removal was very serious.
De Rossi walked around the first floor and walked to the stairs to find that even the handrails had been removed.
When I walked up to my room on the second floor, the big bed that could roll four or five people at the same time was gone, and the sun shone in through the empty window.
If you didn’t know better, you would really think this place is a ghost house that has been abandoned for many years.
De Rossi clenched his fists and swore: "If you rob me, I will make you pay back double the amount."
He completely forgot that he borrowed a large amount of money from others and could not repay it, so they came to demolish his house.
Marquis Gower said: "If you can't do it, just go to my house. No one in my house dares to do anything wrong."
De Rossi shook his head and said, "That's all we can do. It seems like it's ruined here."
Just then the servant hurriedly ran up and shouted in panic: "It's not good, sir, it's not good, someone blocked our door."
"What?" De Rossi seemed to be in disbelief and said in surprise: "What did you say happened to someone?"
The servant was out of breath and said: "A large group of people came outside and blocked our yard."
De Rossi quickly walked to the window, hid behind the wall and looked out quietly.
In just a moment, a large group of people, including men, women, old and young, gathered in front of the originally empty gate.
They shouted loudly and neatly into the courtyard: "De Rossi~!"
"Pay back the money~!"
"De Rossi."
"Pay back the money."
One singing and one harmony, very neat.
I saw that there were more people rushing this way.
Duke De Rossi owed more money in the country, and the creditors had already sent spies in front of the door, just waiting for the De Rossi father and son to come back and block them to collect debts.
As soon as they saw Mr. De Rossi, they immediately went back to report and contacted him, and came to collect debts.
De Rossi was so angry that he smashed the wall and said: "On the contrary, if I don't go to them to settle the score, they still dare to come and steal the guy, come with me~!"
He planned to use practical actions to prove the unbreakable truth that 'the boss is the one who owes money'.
De Rossi and Marquis Gall angrily drew their swords, led the servants who could still move out of the hall, and faced the debt collectors at the entrance of the courtyard.
When he arrived, De Rossi swung his sword and cursed: "Go away, you robbed my house and I haven't even settled the score with you yet, yet you dare to come to the door."
Marquis Gower scolded: "If you don't go away, I will kill you."
"Those who owe money are still being treated~!" A loud curse came from one of the creditors: "Do you agree or not?"
"We won't agree~!" the crowd outside the hospital shouted in unison.
"What are we going to do?"
Someone in the crowd shouted loudly: "Beat him, son of a bitch~!"
"Beat him half to death."
"As long as you can't be beaten to death."
Seeing that the onlookers were more angry and fierce than themselves, as if they were trying to be serious, De Rossi and the Marquis of Gower immediately took a few steps back in fright.
Once a hundred or ten people rushed up together, De Rossi couldn't stop them even if he was very good at it.
De Rossi flashed his sword, pointed at everyone and shouted: "Whoever dares to come up, young master, I will kill him~!"
Everyone hesitated for a moment. De Rossi was a domineering brat and had a bad reputation. He really dared to kill people, and no one wanted to go forward and die.
"What are you afraid of? Copycat~!" A loud shout came from the crowd.
A dozen strong men holding wooden sticks fought their way out of the crowd and surrounded De Rossi and his servants with eager eyes.
The big men held wooden sticks as long as one person in their hands and aimed them at De Rossi who was surrounded in the center. They only waited for an order and rushed forward to beat him violently.
De Rossi became furious and decided to fight with a few sticks to stab a few untouchables who didn't open their eyes.
When will civilians be bold enough to attack nobles? This will cost them their heads.
Little did he know that if he hadn't held the title of a noble and owed so much money and refused to pay it back, someone would have killed him long ago.
This is the reality of aristocratic society.
If a commoner attacks a noble, it is considered treason. If a noble kills a commoner, he or she will lose some money at most.
To stone someone to death is the death penalty, and to hit someone to death with a carriage is a fine.
Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be martyred.
Just as everyone was preparing to perform a full-scale martial arts display, a loud voice from behind the crowd shouted: "Stop, we are the messengers of the Imperial Guard, ordering you to stop."
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