"With access passes to several of my palaces," Edwang said with a smile, "you can come to me at any time."
Yang Ming frowned and said, "Are you sure this is a reward?"
"Hey!" Edmund glared and cursed, "This is a sign that I regard you as one of my own!"
"Just kidding," Yang Ming picked up the ID and immediately smiled.
The surface of the document is stamped with a line of gilt Sherman imperial language:
[Luofeng Empire Royal Guard Corps].
He opened the document and glanced at it.
Name: Yang Ming
No.:ert08349
Affiliated brigade: Guards 004
Position: Vice Captain
Rank: Captain
This is what Yang Ming wants!
The second prince really understood him.
"This is the highest position I can get without disturbing others," Edwan said softly. "I will introduce you to several generals later, and they will help you along the way. Of course, you must also learn how to deal with the military.
The relationship between Fang and the nobles."
His Royal Highness raised his hand and glanced at his watch.
"There is still time, we need to re-design the packaging for You. There will be a noble dinner at seven o'clock tonight, and it will be the 20th birthday of the daughter of the Minister of Finance.
"That's a gentle and decent beauty. If you think it's good, you can give it a try."
Yang Ming frowned and said: "Your Highness, are you hinting at me? You can actually make it clear that you want me to pick up girls, is that right?"
Edwan blinked: "The Minister of Finance is a staunch supporter of my idiot brother. Now that I have stood up, I can't go back. They won't let me go. This road can only be forward, not backward."
He snapped his fingers again.
Several guards pushed over two long rows of hangers filled with various types of dresses.
Two maids brought over a full-length mirror.
Three senior makeup artists were waiting quietly with tool kits nearby.
Still need to put on makeup?
As a warm-blooded man from the earth, Yang Ming cannot accept men wearing heavy makeup.
Ding ding!
Lu sent a picture message.
The content of the message was only a photo. The photo was of a young woman with a slender figure and a charming face. Her wheat-colored skin had a silky texture, and her dark blue eyes exuded charming charm.
[Note: Tonight’s protagonist is the daughter of the Minister of Finance. No editing.]
Yang Ming touched the tip of his nose.
"Guys, please make me look more handsome."
Adwang reminded: "Don't overdo it. Those nobles are very narrow-minded."
Yang Ming shrugged slightly. The entire aristocratic circle was full of plastic surgery and medical skin care. How could he steal the limelight?
…
It really stole the show.
Yang Ming also didn't expect that there wouldn't be many young people at this birthday dinner for the Minister of Finance's daughter.
He and the second prince finally arrived at the venue. Looking around, they saw a group of old men holding various warm drinks, accompanied by old ladies, gathering in small groups.
The slightly younger ones were a group of middle-aged men in their forties or fifties, but they were all on the edge of the venue.
There are even fewer young people, they mainly gather in various corners, and most of them follow their parents to see the world.
Take a look.
Young people always imagine that they are the center of the world. In fact, social resources and voice are usually only controlled by the middle-aged and elderly people. This is the gift of time and the charm of experience.
Under such circumstances, Yang Ming, who was walking on the red carpet and following the second prince with his hands behind his back, successfully attracted the attention of young, middle-aged and old ladies with his upright figure and resolute yet handsome face.
The second prince saw the third prince in the VIP stand, and the two princes' eyes collided.
The finance minister who accompanied the third prince hurried down to greet him.
Yang Ming saw the sexy and charming protagonist today in the middle of the venue.
This is indeed a beauty.
"Hey, Yang Ming! My dear nephew!"
A familiar voice came from the side, and Yang Ming turned around and found...a certain old pirate wearing a tuxedo and a small bow tie.
Kolev was actually there too.
"Go, Yang Ming, you can come to me at any time and express my surprise to Uncle Hatton for me."
After speaking, the second prince patted Yang Ming on the shoulder, and then led a group of escort maids to greet the panting Minister of Finance.
"Your Highness! I didn't expect you to come to my little daughter's birthday party. This is so surprising... Oh, if my father were alive, he would feel infinitely honored for tonight! Please hurry up, yes, yes,
I actually forgot to introduce my little girl to you.
"Windsor, Windsor! What are you still doing? Come and say thank you to His Highness the Second Prince!"
The sexy beauty wearing an evening dress and being targeted by the spotlights showed a decent smile at this moment. She stepped on pink high heels and dragged her starry skirt as she walked up to the second prince and bowed slightly.
Naturally, the second prince would not be stingy in his praise: "I really don't know where the minister borrowed his genes to cultivate such an outstanding lady. Go and receive the guests first, and I will introduce you to an outstanding peer later."
Windsor, the only daughter of the Minister of Finance, blinked her eyes gently at this moment, followed the second prince's gaze, and saw Yang Ming standing next to Kolev with his hands behind his back.
Yang Ming was greeting several old ladies with a smile on his face.
His eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, and the smile on his face that blended masculinity and handsomeness was so natural and kind.
Windsor immediately realized that she should look away to avoid being rude in front of His Royal Highness. But when she came to her senses, she found that His Highness had been led up the stairs by her father and was heading towards the VIP room where a group of officials stood up to greet her.
Windsor couldn't help but blush.
She soon regained her composure and returned to the 'male-proof wall' formed by several of her best friends, chatting and laughing happily with them.
Although, the eyes of these young female nobles also glanced at the bad old man Kolev from time to time.
Ding ding.
Yang Ming's watch received a message reminder from Lu.
'Boss, your biological factors are too powerful. Sixty-three percent of the fertile women present have experienced varying degrees of hormonal changes.'
Yang Ming could only smile calmly.
He just received genetic stabilizing fluid yesterday.
In order to prevent himself from being eaten alive by these ladies, Yang Ming decided to stick to his first mate.
"Uncle, is this the important gathering you mentioned before?"
"This is just one of them," Kolev said softly while holding the drink. "I didn't expect that there would be a rebellion on the fifth administrative planet and that the New Federation spies would continue to be active, especially last night when there was a violent explosion.
After that, various aristocratic gatherings were able to be held as scheduled."
Yang Ming curled his lips slightly and said softly: "This is normal. Unless the rebels attack Ellando tomorrow, the socializing and enjoyment of the nobles will not stop. Even if the rebels really attack..."
"how?"
"They will continue to meet in other countries as well."
"You are right," Kolev said with a squinted smile, "Would you like something to eat? My dear nephew, the food and drinks here are quite good."
Yang Ming asked: "What have you eaten? Point it out to me."
"I've tried this slice, and it tastes pretty good."
"That's good," Yang Ming said calmly, "I'll observe you for a few minutes. If you don't fall down, I'll go get something to eat."
"Hey!"
Kolev tried to kick Yang Ming, but Yang Ming dodged with a smile.
The rude way of laughing and joking between their uncle and nephew made them look even more eye-catching.
Others observe them, and they observe others.
Yang Ming quickly set his sights on the most conspicuous position at the VIP table.
There, the third prince and the second prince were sitting side by side, chatting and laughing very harmoniously.
The third prince has also entered middle age. As the most popular candidate for the crown prince, he has a face similar to Edwan's, with a thick beard around his mouth. He is short and can only reach Edwan's shoulders.
No one knew what the two princes were talking about. There were several shielding devices surrounding them.
But Yang Ming inferred from the corner of Edwang's mouth that moved from time to time that the seemingly peaceful chat between the two princes did not seem to be pleasant.
On the VIP stage.
"It's really surprising that my second brother would stand up at a critical moment to save this endangered country."
The third prince smiled and said:
"Now I even suspect that those spies of the New Federation are taking orders from you, second brother. They exaggerated the sense of crisis just right, so that you, second brother, can stand up naturally.
"Second brother knows my father better than I do, doesn't he?"
"Maybe you misunderstood something."
Edwang smiled and said:
"I'm just dissatisfied with the compromise strategy you chose. You don't ask questions, and you allow evil people to set fires? The fifth administrative star is already troubled enough. If the war breaks out, I don't know how many citizens will lose their lives and have their families separated because of the interests of interstellar capital.
"
"But I remember," the third prince said warmly, "Second brother, aren't you a staunch reformist? You should be close to the New Federation. Yesterday you actually offered to ask for help from the Sherman Empire. This is really shocking.
People are surprised. Who convinced you? Or, second brother, after thinking about it for so many years, have you finally understood that you must do whatever it takes to achieve that goal? "
"It was the situation that convinced me," Edwang looked down at the beautiful minister Qianjin, "We just have political differences, and I don't want this to affect our brotherhood."
"Of course, we respect each other."
The third prince looked at Yang Ming below and said with a smile:
"This young man is quite interesting. He has a completely different temperament. I have been paying attention to him for a few days because of my second brother... He changed you, right?"
"Don't you have any staff?" Edwang asked, "Do you speak without thinking?"
"Hmm," the third prince curled his lips, took out a slender 'crystal plate', and quickly sent a message, "How about we have some fun? This trash party is really boring."
Edwang frowned and said, "Don't make trouble, this is the girl's birthday party."
"Who would say no to a good time?"
The third prince smiled with squinted eyes, his pupils reflected in the corner of the venue, where there were two slightly younger male nobles walking towards Yang Ming and Kolev while talking and laughing?
There were several guards faintly following the two of them.
Adwang's brows gradually relaxed.
This is also a kind of confrontation, a direct confrontation from his subordinates, which is related to the momentum of both camps. If he rushes to protect Yang Ming, he will disappoint many ministers and nobles who are watching.
The imperial power must maintain this indifference.
Adwang leaned sideways, supported his temples with his fingers, and stared at the situation in the corner.
The two young men, who were obviously trying to stir up trouble, bumped into Kolev on purpose.
Kolev staggered and turned to glare at the two young men. He was about to curse directly, but the pirate's cunningness made him smile kindly first.
He smiled and said: "You didn't do it on purpose, right?"
The two young men stopped, one was holding champagne, the other had his hands in his trouser pockets, and turned to look over.
The man holding the champagne poured the champagne on himself in front of Kolev and Yang Ming, and then shouted loudly:
"Don't you two have eyes? You spilled champagne on my clothes! Oh, are you nobles? Why do you appear at a party of this level? I have never seen you!"
Yang Ming, who was holding a piece of cake, turned to look at this guy, and then continued to eat his own.
Kolev said aggrievedly: "It was obviously you who hit me."
"Hey! Old man! Let the young people behind you negotiate with us! I don't want to bully you."
"Nephew, they call you."
Yang Ming said: "I'll finish it first. It's much more delicious than what my assistant made. Just watch and handle it, uncle. It's just the two of you."
Perhaps the word "minions" irritated the two young nobles. They became angry and were about to rush forward.
A civilized stick suddenly swung over and accurately hit the glass of the man holding the champagne.
Snapped!
The wine mixed with crystals exploded, frightening the man and subconsciously taking two steps back.
Kolev calmly clamped the civilization stick, took out a wallet from his pocket, pulled out a large-denomination Luofeng banknote, threw it on the opponent's chest, pointed at the opponent's nose and cursed:
"I bought all the clothes you were wearing, and this is considered compensation.
"Young man, as long as you touch me rudely, I will make you the headline of every major interstellar network in the galaxy with the topic of Luofeng Empire nobles bullying foreign investors.
"I have seen a lot of good-for-nothing trash like you in my life. Even if you are a ruffian, you are not as professional as those gangsters."
The nobles around were stunned.
The orchestra in the corner was also down.
The young man's face turned red, and he completely ignored the gentleman's last bottom line - not to hit children or the elderly, but moved forward to grab Kolev's collar.
Kolev's old body showed unusual agility.
The first mate retreated behind his captain.
The two young men looked at Yang Ming's profile. This was their main target and they were about to move forward immediately.
Yang Ming slowly untied his cuffs, turned his sleeves outwards, slowly swallowed the cake he was chewing, and hummed the tune played by the orchestra just now in the quiet hall.