Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 148 Unfeeling Request
Xi said proudly: "He is Saga, the new deputy director of the Ministry of Magic's research institute. In fact, Mephisto only made a verbal promise without a formal document, but after the words came out, everyone assumed that Shen Zhimo was the deputy director without any objection.
Everyone was quite shocked. They turned around and looked around the corner. Their eyes focused on Shen Zhimo, their eyes full of suspicion. Dick almost broke the chair under his crotch, and asked in shock: "A mage who can write classical poetry? Oh no,
Please forgive my presumption, "Mid-Autumn Moon" was really written by you?"
Shen Zhimo really wanted to push Kaixi into the toilet on the spot, but now that it was over, he could no longer deny it, so he nodded reservedly.
With the Prince Regent present, everyone restrained their emotions and no one came forward to question him, but the discussion was louder than before.
Wei Jerome looked at Shen Zhimo charmingly, revealing endless admiration and yearning. He knelt in his direction and saluted: "Great poet, I would like to express my highest respect to you. Every word in your poem is broken."
My soul." After saying that, he bowed to the Prince Regent, exited the stage, and turned back again and again with nostalgia.
Shen Zhimo's capillaries almost exploded after receiving such a "sexy look".
The commotion gradually subsided. Within a moment, Master Shen received more than ten notes, all of which invited him to attend a certain party. The titles signed below were all earl, baron, viscount, and a certain minister.
After more than an hour of dining, talking and laughing, the regent stood up and looked around everyone and said: "Some important things have happened in the empire recently, and our peace talks with the orcs have finally been declared successful. The Thunder Emirate apologizes to the Senian Empire for compensation! (
At this time, there was applause in the hall and the orchestra began to play.) I would like to thank my nephew Torcedlin. His unremitting efforts have been rewarded, but sadly, Torcedlin fell ill from overwork and contracted a disease.
Seriously ill. With the consent of Her Majesty the Queen, I announced that Tortheldrin would be crowned the Rose Prince, with a six-ring golden crown, and Caroline County would be made a fief. Tortheldlin's eldest son Kyle would be made a first-class marquis and transferred to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Trade.
Manage trade affairs with the orcs.”
Then the "Memorandum of Understanding on Armistice between the Senian Empire and the Thunder Emirate" was read out, and everyone praised Torsedlin's great achievements.
In addition, Dick's previous guesses have been confirmed. Each of those people has been promoted to a higher position and gained actual benefits, not just a blank title.
But until he finished speaking, there was no mention of the efforts made by Wicklow, Saga and others.
Shen Zhimo was secretly surprised. Taking advantage of the noise and congratulations in the hall, Wicklow quietly walked up to him and said, "Sir, I need to pee. Do you want to go to the toilet together?"
This was a bit inexplicable. Shen Zhimo understood and followed him away. When he came to the empty toilet, Wicklow's face, which had been smiling all the time, immediately darkened and said: "Sir, I just got the news, because of some political interests.
.Our achievements have been stolen by others!”
Shen Zhimo squatted on the gold-plated toilet, lit a cigar and said, "Take it easy and tell me the details you know."
"At the beginning, the regent promised each of us that there would be benefits when things were done. We were greatly encouraged by this, and I believe you were the same, but he regretted it! He believed that the face of the royal family should not be lost, and all honors should be entrusted to the trustees.
Cedrin gets it, instead of the damn prince turning into an idiot, we control the progress. In addition, we are people from the Prime Minister's line. You are from the Ministry of Magic. If the credit is ours, he must reward us. Therefore, he is politically
Potential opponents will become stronger, which is a result the royal family does not want to see, so he takes advantage of the situation to support the prince's son, cultivates his own power, and strives to defeat the prime minister as soon as possible and gain full control of the power."
"Yeah, great." Shen Zhimo smoked his cigar coldly.
"Last night, Peter and I received a warning from the palace. He asked us to give up the pursuit of this matter. The price was 10,000 silver dollars each. Of course, I am not too surprised, but what can I do? Do I still have to pay for it?
Can you really get involved in the vortex of the struggle between the regent and the prime minister?"
"But why didn't anyone notify me?"
"I don't know about this either..."
In fact, Master Shen was living in the tavern, and the people sent by the Prince Regent failed to find him and had to return.
"Okay, I knew these guys weren't very reliable." He lowered his head and muttered, then flicked the top-quality cigar that he had only taken a few puffs into the corner, causing sparks to fly.
That's right! Stop having illusions. Politics is a naked transaction of interests. No matter how hard you try, it's useless. Those who control the overall situation can control your destiny at any time.
"I will use violence to seize what I can't get with my positive efforts. In short, I will establish the order of this world." Shen Zhimo officially announced that he would give up the idea of using positive means to enter the privileged class.
He walked to the bathroom door and it was cold
The farce at the banquet left Wicklow with a lonely figure.
From then on, Shen Zhimo embarked on a dark road that he would never look back on.
The autumn night is as cold as water. The night wind blows through the old oak tree in front of the Golden Rose Gate, wrapping up a bunch of dead leaves. The sound of horse hooves breaks the silence of the long street. It is already past twelve o'clock in the night.
From the Rose Tavern, the low music of the accordion and the laughter of the drinkers could be faintly heard.
Shen Zhimo opened the door. There were no other customers in the tavern. They were all members of the Dark Sunflower Club. The boss Bart quickly ran up to meet him, with a flattering smile on his face: "My lord has just returned from a banquet in the palace. Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations."
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Simon raised his glass to him and said with a smile: "Congratulations, sir, on being promoted to Viscount and entering the ranks of the nobility. From now on, we will all share in the glory."
Shen Zhimo's stinky face immediately darkened. He was very happy and spoke frankly about his embarrassing incident, saying: "What a bullshit Viscount, he was tricked by the regent. Don't mention it again. Catch that one."
Is there a Baron named Charles?"
A man with a bruised nose and swollen face rolled in at the entrance of the stairs. He was disheveled and his clothes, which were originally made of fine fabric, had been torn into tatters and he was in a mess.
Aubrey said: "He is Baron Charles. We have checked. He is an official in the Ministry of Commerce with his younger brother by virtue of his status as a nobleman. He does mischief everywhere and bullies civilians. He is definitely a bad person."
Baron Charles shouted: "I warn you to let me go, or my brother will kill you!"
"Shut him up." Shen Zhimo didn't even look at him, and went straight to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of gin.
Aubrey immediately lifted the chair and swept it towards Charles' head, sending him flying into the air. After working with Shen Zhimo for a long time, Aubrey was deeply affected and gave up the technical thieves' assassination skills, and his personality became simple and rough.
But Charles's eyes were bulging, his ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear anything. Wet blood flowed down his cheeks and stained half of his clothes. The boss shuddered...
"As usual, put this damn beast on the street fountain sculpture and hang it. At the same time, let Troy promote it, saying that it is another masterpiece of the Dark Sunflower Society to eliminate violence and bring peace to the people. How to say it specifically? You guys can make up your own mind." Shen Zhimo said in one breath.
He drank half a glass of gin and smiled at the boss: "Thank you very much for your hospitality."
"Oh my god, are you all members of the Dark Sunflower Club?" The boss stepped back step by step, trying to hide himself in the cabinet and never come out.
Aubrey hugged his shoulders and smiled: "Old man, don't be nervous, I believe you won't tell, right? The Sunflower Club was established in your tavern. If the military police find out, not only
Us, do you think you still have a way to survive?"
"Of course!" The boss almost peed in his crotch.
The next day, Captain Toby of the Imperial Guard, a close confidant of the Regent, found Rodin at the police station and conveyed to him the Regent's message, which was similar to what Wicklow had said. They both asked not to talk nonsense about the negotiation process in Ghost Mist Town.
Rodan had an acquaintance in the Griffin Army and basically understood the incident. He did not dare to make the decision without authorization and sent someone back to inform the superior. Shen Zhimo clearly expressed his acquiescence in the matter, so they received a subsidy of only five thousand silver dollars from the regent, but they were still
Withheld half of it.
Continuing to perfect the "Draft of Nirvana" in the room, Xandurila knocked on the door and came in, holding Dai'er with her left hand. After saluting him, she hesitated to speak. She wanted to speak several times but didn't know why it was so difficult, but she couldn't.
He walked out of the exit and stood there awkwardly with his daughter.
Shen Zhimo pointed to the coffee table: "Pour me a cup of coffee."
"Yes, sir."
While her mother was going to work, Dai'er walked up to Shen Zhimo, raised her little face, and looked at him quietly.
"Little girl, what do you want to do?" Shen Zhimo touched Dai'er's head.
The little girl seemed to enjoy this feeling of being loved and loved very much. She grabbed his big hand and put it on her face to rub it. She narrowed her eyes slightly like a kitten and said softly: "Uncle Saga, Dai'er is going to be baptized today. You
Can you be my godfather?"
"Baptism?" Shen Zhimo vaguely remembered that this was the initiation ceremony for Holy Light believers. The godfather is the adult male who gives a Christian name to a baby or young child when he is baptized and promises to undertake his religious education. It is necessary to say that the godfather must be of good origin.
, respected by everyone, and had a good relationship with the parents of the baptized person. He looked at Sendurila, the beautiful and mature maid, hesitated and said: "Yes, sir, although this request will make you very embarrassed, but, I
I hope that the child will have a good background and let her get your guidance and help." In a hierarchical human society, nobles will never lower their status to serve as godfathers to the children of slaves. This is indeed an unkind request.