Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 179-182 Tuxedo
That night, the Queen's cronies came over to make contact. They acted like mysterious spies. They rode in a dilapidated taxi with a turban on their faces. They came to the street corner and looked around. They were almost caught on the spot by the security guards of Thorn Bird City. The contact person is an older deputy director of the palace, called Christina. She is a woman, about fifty years old. The shabby clothes she wears deliberately and dressed up cannot hide her graceful and luxurious demeanor. She is like a firefly in the dark night. He was recognized at a glance.
Christina was invited to the study room in the Diamond Castle to meet with Shen Zhimo. During the conversation, she learned that she had been the queen's wet nurse. The relationship between the two was extraordinary. After the queen came to power, she was promoted to a corresponding status and she has always been loyal. She always manages affairs without making any mistakes. After the Queen fell ill, she also lost her status accordingly. Now she only manages the internal affairs belonging to the Queen in the palace.
While the two were discussing, Shen Zhimo had already sent Saxon to investigate the aunt's background. The result was reassuring. Saxon said that she was completely trustworthy. They discussed the details of handing over the huge sum of money the next day and how to avoid the regent's eyes and ears. Christina left immediately. Shen Zhimo then explained what Rodan, Aubrey and others would pay attention to tomorrow.
In fact, it is not difficult to operate. The Queen is not big-hearted and brainless. Christina has bribed some people in the palace. It is easy to smuggle out the silver coins. It is even easier to reach the Thorn Bird City. It is almost Shen Zhimo. In this world, no one can refute what he wants to do or what he doesn’t want to do.
Taking advantage of the cover of night, five carriages drove into the Diamond Castle pulling twenty boxes full of silver coins.
In the next few days, Shen Zhimo made a series of arrangements. First of all, he made an effort to intimidate the city defense commander Elona. Just the fact that his wife Qiaoqiao talked about the romance of classical poets all day long was enough to make the unlucky man Mr. Commander was frightened. After a lot of beatings, he was convinced of the dark sunflower society. He didn't dare to go east or west, and he didn't dare to chase away chickens if he wanted to catch dogs. In this way, Shen Zhimo had complete control over the city's defense system. Once Things change. He can easily take the initiative.
Second, a large sum of money was used to bribe Director of the Social Affairs Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Wicklow, Director of the Personnel Department, Heyman, and Baron Benjamin, a member of the Board of Directors, to let them smoothen their relationships. Within a few days, almost everyone from top to bottom was Everyone knows that Saga, the Sheriff of Thorn Bird City, has outstanding political achievements and has a noble aristocratic bloodline. As for who this bloodline is related to, it is unclear. But everyone thinks that Mr. Saga must be very rich. The background is very thick, so you must try your best to make friends.
Third, please ask the dead demon singer Vijerom to do his best to promote and promote Mr. Saga. He is a good poet and a good painter. He is a worthy pop idol today. Who can say a word or two to him? .This life will not be in vain. Naturally, Vijerom first influenced the lady, and the lady turned back to influence her husband. Shen Zhimo was unparalleled in the limelight for a while.
The fourth and most important point is that the Shen Zhimo people began to contact Prime Minister Duke Allen. Although they have not yet met in person, word from the butler Mr. Alexander said that the Duke is very interested in the young man Saga.
Shen Zhimo only thought about this: "Even the Queen is groaning under my hand. What do you mean by a little Duke? In less than half a year, you will have to bow down to me."
In a few days, it was the Holy Advent that everyone was looking forward to. The streets were decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and the store windows were full of goods. The chickens and geese from the farms were shipped to the market early and were sold out, because the Holy Advent takes a year to come.
At the most sumptuous family dinner, a plump roast goose will inevitably become the dish. The Holy Light Cathedral has washed away the haze of Miss Nicole's murder case some time ago, and they have sent some clergy out to offer people the blessing of the Holy Light.
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The Prime Minister, Duke Allen, will hold a large banquet on the eve of Advent to entertain nobles and officials, and the invitations are also delivered to Shen Zhimo. This should be the result of the operation of Alexander, the steward who took two thousand silver coins as a bribe.
Shen Zhimo had an in-depth discussion with Rodin as to why Duke Allen held a banquet on the eve of Advent and whether the Prince Regent was invited to the banquet. According to intelligence, Duke Allen did not have the habit of entertaining guests at this time in the past.
The personnel changes at the last Rose Hall celebration banquet touched many interests of the Prime Minister. He must want to take this opportunity to regroup, so the Grand Marshal, the Duke of Winston, will definitely appear on the guest list.
Terry Hill, who had not shown up for a long time, thought the banquet was a good opportunity and asked Shen Zhimo to prepare carefully and participate seriously. He knew that this man's mind was far from being satisfied with using the temple diamond to wash away the curse in his body. He wanted to
It is to cultivate one's own power and even rule the entire human kingdom. At this time, making friends with people from other fields will be very helpful for the plan.
As Shen Zhimo's internal strength recovers day by day, the spiritual connection between Tyrixil and him becomes more and more profound and unbreakable. Mentally, she becomes more and more dependent on this man, so whether she guesses that he wants to rule the Senian Empire,
Even if you want to rule the Elf Kingdom, the beautiful priestess will help you without hesitation.
Saxon lived up to expectations and worked hard to get the list of people attending the banquet. The list of people attending the banquet was not a big secret. Saxon betrayed his lust and had a half-night tryst with a middle-aged aunt in charge of internal affairs in the Prime Minister's Office, and successfully obtained it. As expected, the generalissimo
Duke Winston's name is clearly visible, along with Mephisto, the dean of the Academy of Magic, ministers from various departments, veteran nobles, socialites, and celebrities - there is no doubt that Weizhe must be among them.
Rom and Mrs. Clifford, the monkey lady Mrs. Angelo.
Looking at this list, including military, political, business, and other aspects, all of them are important people who can shake the city of Elida with just a stamp of their feet. It seems that the Duke must have made big moves.
"I think you should change into a well-fitting dress for the banquet tomorrow night." Terry Hill looked at Shen Zhimo gently: "Your dress is too rough, which is not conducive to improving other people's perception of you, and it is not in line with the expectations of others.
The identity of the popular classical poet Saga."
"Really? A set of clothes made of high-end materials can elevate one's status? Dear, I also know that everyone yearns for fine clothing and fine food, but don't you think I have embodied the image of a cold godfather now?" Some people are good at flattering.
His subordinates followed the little girl Del and called him Godfather. Shen Zhimo was very satisfied with this title. He would occasionally call himself Godfather.
"The banquet at the Prime Minister's house does not require a godfather. You can't be too showy. This is not good for our foundation. We elf hunters have a saying that hidden arrows are more likely to hurt people."
"Okay, you're right." Shen Zhimo sighed: "Then what clothes do I need to change into?"
Arriving at the most prosperous city center garden in Elida City, this area includes six streets. There are shops, pubs and hotels along the streets, which can be called a shopping paradise. There are seas of people on the streets, all vying to buy holiday supplies. Only one shop is deserted. There were only two carriages parked in front of the door.
"The clothing store in the forest?" Shen Zhimo asked, looking at the sign at the door. He and the elf priestess stood side by side, attracting the attention of many passers-by - Terry Hill is so beautiful. She is as gorgeous as a goddess, even though it is so prosperous. In Elida City, such beautiful elves are rare.
"Yes. Compared with Jinxian Tuan, which you often go to, Forest Tree House is the highest-end and most high-end clothing store. It is only open to nobles. Their design concepts are generous, unique, and novel, and each style can become popular. Phenomenon. The black dress you are wearing is just a ball of gold thread imitating their style."
Shen Zhimo smiled and said: "Is this the place where ladies flock to? The kind of black shop where a palm-sized underwear costs dozens of silver coins? Terry Hill, your bellyband. Oh, no. It should be called a bra. I bought it here too? It’s just two pieces of meat. Does it need to be wrapped so tightly? But the unique lace edge does look very nice.”
Terry Hill said: "No, you are wrong. Bras are not purely for beauty. They also protect the breasts and make women's bodies more perfect. I will take them off for you to see when I get home."
A civilian who was closer was stunned. He saw that the female elf was as beautiful as a fairy and looked otherworldly. Who would have expected that she would openly discuss underwear with that wretched man and prepare to go home to do such obscene things? This world is so crazy.
Entering inside, my eyes lit up. I saw a huge hall, paved with smooth marble, and several waiters standing at the counter. "A man depends on his clothes and a horse depends on his saddle." This old Chinese saying is not outdated even in other worlds. So wait, look at the waiter. The two of them were well-dressed, especially with the female elf accompanying them. Their status was definitely extraordinary, so they immediately came over to greet them.
"Can you please bring your boss out?" Terry Hill said with a smile to a waiter.
This apprentice had learned a lot of etiquette, and the customers he came into contact with were either rich or noble. Although he was distracted for a moment when he saw Terry Hill's beauty, he quickly came to his senses, nodded and bowed and said: "Please wait a moment, I will be there right away."
A very tall man came over quickly, bowed deeply and said: "Dear guest, I am the owner of our store. I have kept you waiting for a long time. What do you need?"
"Oh, please choose the most suitable suit for this gentleman." Terry Hill did not say "best" but "most suitable", reflecting the difference from the nouveau riche: "It is best to wear ready-made clothes. We want it now."
"Then please come with me. The store has hundreds of sets of high-end dresses for you to choose from. You will not be disappointed." The boss boasted a few words as usual: "Various evening dresses of the royal family, uniforms of the Royal Guard of Honor, Allen The daily wear of the Duke family is all provided by our store."
"So the Prince Regent is also wearing clothes from your store?"
"That's right, His Highness was full of praise. On the day when our store celebrated its 60th anniversary, he even sent someone to be there in person." The boss's face was as divine as a paladin: "Guest, that dress has a purple base, orange piping, and a belt.
The pleats on the lapel suit your figure and appearance very well.”
Shen Zhimo reached out and touched it: "It seems pretty good, but don't you think it's too gorgeous?"
"Guest, you are really discerning. This suit is hand-made by the most famous tailor in Elida City. The fabric is imported silk and the cut is moderate. Do you want to try it on?"
"Is there anything better?" Shen Zhimo thought to himself that if the boss recommended vulgar clothing, he would dig out his eyes and feed them to the dogs.
"In this case, I have to come up with my trump card. The latest tuxedo, with black as the main color, paired with a white shirt and black bow tie, straight trousers and leather shoes, is noble and energetic. It will definitely make countless women fall in love with it.
Crazy. Sir, the tuxedo will shine because of you."
Shen Zhimo looked at the weird black dress in front of him, his face really ugly: "Are you kidding me? Why do you have to add two tails to your butt? Even the clowns in the circus don't wear this kind of clothes?"
"I think it suits you very well." Terry Hill said suddenly.
"The eyes of elves are always different from those of normal people... Uh, okay, I believe you."
After coming out of the dressing room and looking in the mirror, the clothing store owner's eyes immediately changed. He gasped and said: "Sir, it's too... too... what adjective should I use? Yes, yes, that's right. Yes.
Perfect. You are so perfect. I suddenly remembered that night in the Rose Hall, the brilliance of Vijerom was also so dazzling, oh. Holy light, I witnessed the miracle with my own eyes!"
In fact, the effect of Shen Zhimo wearing a tuxedo is definitely not that exaggerated, but the well-tailored clothes set off his handsomeness, a hint of warmth in the coldness, and the sharp contrast between black and white. Gaze at yourself in the mirror, yes.
.This is the true nature of The Godfather.
Teresil looked at him with a firm mind and became confused for a moment. In the elven country where the yin and yang were in decline, she had never seen a man as outstanding as him.
Shen Zhimo took out a cigar, lit it, and said with a smile: "Boss, I am very satisfied with your service. How much does it cost?"
The boss respectfully took out the bill and handed it to him: "Chenghui, seventy-six silver dollars."
He signed his name and pretended to be a nouveau riche and said: "I don't have the habit of being casual. Send the bill to the No. 1 Chun Shui Street Public Security Bureau and someone will pay you."
The boss looked at the signature carefully, and his expression changed again and again: "Saga...Mr. Saga, you are Mr. Saga! Oh, I almost thought I was floating on the endless sea! Oh no, the greatest poet of all time is actually
Appearing alive in front of me, is it a dream? Is it an illusion? Or am I insane? Quick, slap me..."
Shen Zhimo didn't tire of it, and was about to slap his cheek to pieces when Terry Hill cast a tranquility spell, and a soft yellow light ball hit the boss's forehead. The boss immediately calmed down and said with a smile: "Sorry, dear
, Great Mr. Saga, I am so excited to see you. This time the fees are all free, and you will become the most distinguished customer of our store. From now on, I will give you a set of the latest styles of clothing every season..."
Terry Hill smiled and said: "No need, Saga doesn't want to be a living advertisement for your store."
Shen Zhimo turned around and walked out.
"Mr. Saga, please stay!" The boss almost pounced on him: "Can you recite a classical poem for our store?"
"The wine and meat of Zhumen stink, and the roads freeze to death. That's it."
The boss looked at the poet's retreating figure, and a new word suddenly came to his mind: "I know how to interpret cool."
On the night before Holy Advent, Shen Zhimo, Terry Hill and Rodin got off the carriage at the intersection of Sydney Avenue. Without waiting for the door of the Duke of Allen's Palace, the carriage could no longer enter, and the dozens of hectares of land on this street were blocked.
In the Allen family property, large groups of guards guard the main roads, and queues of servants are waiting to receive distinguished guests. From far away, you can see the most magnificent houses and pavilions, the Baroque castle. The front door is wide,
The vehicles of princes and nobles were parked, and there were servants waiting for their masters and some guests coming and going. They were chatting outside the door, and several doormen bowed and greeted everyone who passed by.
The passage from the front courtyard to the house was covered with a red carpet, with flowers on both sides, burning candles, lanterns hanging on the branches, and pure virgins singing hymns in the choir. Everything was extremely luxurious.
There were actually several men among the guests who were wearing the same black tuxedos as Shen Zhimo. Shen Zhimo had the urge to kill the owner of the clothing store with a knife. It must be said that the charm of fashion cannot be ignored, and everyone turned a blind eye and did not regard them as different.
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Until the moment Terry Hill walked into the door holding Shen Zhimo's hand. The previous few men who also wore tuxedos were either too short or too fat, and their bodies were ugly. They could not show the charm of the tuxedo at all, but it was different when they wore it on Shen Zhimo.
The serious and sharp light poured out of him like a blade, and the cigar that was always in his hand formed a seamless whole, dazzling, amazing, and perfect, even the elves around him were eclipsed.
Suddenly, all the chirping ladies suddenly stopped talking, and all their eyes were focused on him.
Everyone was whispering to each other and talking about it, "Who is he? His black hair is so charming."
"She looks really strong. Those strong lines look like ancient bronze sculptures."
"Depressedly, the dinner gave me a feeling of surprise. The guests invited by the Duke this time are also quite good."
"How much does it cost per night? I want it."
The ladies were chattering and talking endlessly, like aunties haggling over prices in the market.
Shen Zhimo listened but turned a deaf ear. In his mind, the Chinese people were indeed much superior to the Western barbarians, and it was not surprising that they received a little respect.
Alexander, the butler of the Duke's Palace, welcomed him warmly. In exchange for a huge sum of two thousand silver coins, this move was worth it. However, the old butler did not expect that Rodin's master, Mr. Saga, would be so outstanding. At first glance, it seemed.
Very ordinary and inconspicuous. If you take a closer look, you will feel that this man is very extraordinary. His long flowing hair, neat tuxedo, and delicate appearance are enough to make people fascinated. The way he looks around everyone is always with a look that overlooks the common people.
Compassion and indifference. This person is actually just a police officer?
"Oh. Dear Mr. Saga, you are finally here." Alexander opened his hands and hugged Shen Zhimo warmly. He said loudly: "The Duke has prepared a sumptuous dinner and is waiting for you!"
There was a commotion in the crowd, and the eyes of the ladies were like hungry tigers pouncing on prey: "Saga, is this the classical poet Mr. Saga? He is more handsome than Vijerom, and he is really well-deserved! Hello, hello, Your Excellency Alexander
, can you introduce me to her?" The excited lady was immediately dragged into the bushes by her husband who was ashamed and angry, roaring and scolding her.
"Really? It's such an honor." Shen Zhimo also smiled and whispered into the old housekeeper's ear: "You can pick up the remaining one thousand silver coins at the Thorn Bird City Public Security Office after the dinner. Make other arrangements for me.
A time to meet alone with the Prime Minister."
The two chatted affectionately, and outsiders could not see the hesitation of the old butler at this moment: "Well... the Duke will be very busy tonight, I'm afraid he won't be able to spare time..."
"Two thousand silver coins, plus a place to recommend your son to study in the Arcane Academy." Shen Zhimo has always been generous with small things.
Alexander finally showed a proud smile and said: "To tell you the truth, Quanzi is already a member of the Arcane Academy."
"Really? There are thousands of students in the Arcane Academy, and 90% of them are just trainee magicians after graduation. Few of the thousands of trainee magicians around the world can be promoted to official magicians.
, the Ministry of Magic's assessment is extremely strict, they are like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, but only a few people succeed. I sincerely hope that your son can stand out."
Alexander seemed to have been exposed to pig urine, and suddenly became discouraged and said: "Even if you are a trainee magician, your treatment is much better than that of ordinary people."
Shen Zhimo smiled and said: "My new vice president of the institute is preparing to select several talented students for Minister Mephisto. They will
With good training, you will be certified by the Ministry of Magic as soon as you graduate, and you will be directly promoted to a junior demon and have the qualifications to become a noble."
Alexander suddenly realized: "Mr. Saga, I understand. As for the meeting between you and the Duke, I will do my best to arrange it." He has been a servant in the Duke's Palace for generations. Although he is loyal, he still cannot help but feel guilty in his heart.
He was full of enthusiasm for the status of a nobleman, so with the tacit approval of the Prime Minister, he sent his son to the Arcane Academy. Mr. Saga said that the junior magician qualification was easily available, so why not make him feel as if he had witnessed the coming of the Holy Light?
Shen Zhimo was polite as usual: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Alexander. As long as you have a letter of recommendation from the deputy director of my institute, your son will not have to do anything. He will just wait for his diploma."
Alexander was naturally very grateful. There were so many guests at this time that he could not find time to discuss the details. He waved to the head attendant and said, "Please lead Mr. Saga in."
Step onto the fiery red carpet and enter the hall. More than sixty crystal lamps are burning on the white walls, as bright as day. Powerful magic air conditioners blow warm air from the four corners. Needless to say, it is a luxurious scene. The hall is packed with people.
, shuttled back and forth, and the people coming and going were all prominent figures in Elida City.
Shen Zhimo looked at the crowd for a moment, but did not see the person he expected. The Prime Minister, Duke Allen, has a distinguished status and would not hang out in the hall like them. It is estimated that he is accompanied by ministers, marquises, earls, marshals, generals...
This hall is four thousand square meters, like a small palace, and the scale is not far behind the Royal Rose Hall. It is crowded with people, and there are countless people who want to cling to the powerful. Shen Zhimo just hears these things that are poured into his ears along the way.
The pleasantries in the room made me dizzy and confused.
The dinner is not as strict and orthodox as the palace banquet. There are tables set up beside the pillars along the road. They are piled with delicacies, delicacies, fresh seafood, grape wine, chicken, duck and fish. They are also equipped with tableware for guests to eat by themselves and shuttle back and forth.
The waiter provided drinks in a very free and open party style, where the guests chatted with each other freely.
Shen Zhimo is the officially appointed deputy director of the Ministry of Magic Research Institute. The old guys at the institute have old-fashioned ideas and never attend parties. They also don't like money and beautiful women. The fame and fortune enthusiasts are like rats gnawing at a tortoise, and there is nothing they can say.
When the young vice-dean appeared at the dinner party, he was immediately overjoyed and his mind started to move. Along the way, Shen Zhimo had been greeted by countless people with ulterior motives, and there were countless resentful women flying around.
With his charming eyes, many uninformed guests were speculating: "This young man is so handsome, who is he?"
Because of their important strategic value, magicians have always been used by those in power and given extremely high treatment. They have always been the most convenient shortcut for civilians to rise to noble status. The director of the institute may not have much power, but he is at least qualified as a magician.
One of the key figures, many people often think: "If Mr. so-and-so Dean can just nod, my incompetent son studying in the Arcane Academy may become a magician." Therefore, they rush to fawn over Shen Zhimo.
Halfway through, a bald man holding a crystal wine glass suddenly jumped out and blocked the way, with a flattering smile on his face: "Mr. Saga, it's an honor to meet you! Although it is very presumptuous, please allow me to be brief.
Let me introduce myself, I am Bernie Blades. May I have a cup?”
The waiter at the Duke's Palace introduced him with a smile: "Mr. Blaise, the owner of the Bruce Vineyard and a giant in the brewing industry. Even the Duke's banquets like to use the wine from the Bruce Cellar."
Any cat or dog can pop up casually and invite you to have a drink with them, so there is no need to proceed with the plan.
"Oh, you are the generous Mr. Blaise, your reputation is as loud as the spring thunder." Shen Zhimo became more and more able to control his surface emotions, and his joy and anger were invisible, even though he wanted to talk to them about boredom.
All the guys were kidnapped and extorted money. There were all kinds of guests in the banquet hall at that time. Unless they were interested, no one paid attention to them. They just treated them as ordinary friends.
Blaise clinked his glasses with satisfaction and put on the posture of having a long conversation, saying: "Mr. Dean, I own twenty manors in the Elida area, growing grapes to make the most exquisite high-quality wine..." Automatically adding the title of the other party
The removal of the word "vice" shows the sincerity of his flattery. Regardless of whether Shen Zhimo listened or not, he continued: "...I decided to let my eldest son inherit the family business, but my younger son's thoughts are unpredictable.
He actually insisted on being admitted to the Arcane Academy. You know, not everyone can learn magic! The people he admires most are you and Lord Mephisto. His room is covered with your portraits, and he aspires to be like you.
The same great magician..."
"Understood." Shen Zhimo continued for him: "You mean that your son is slow-minded and is about to graduate. If he does not obtain the qualification of a legal magician, he will not be able to survive. It's very simple. I think he will pass.
For the exam.”
"Are you serious?"
"I plan to recruit several apprentices. After three years of training, they will be directly promoted to intermediate magicians, but I currently lack research funds."
"As for funding, it's easy to talk about. On behalf of Bruce Vineyard, I will sponsor the research institute with five thousand silver coins."
Shen Zhimo sneered: "Five thousand? I dare to pat my chest and guarantee that your stupid son will never pass the examination of the Ministry of Magic." Rodan stepped forward at the right time and whispered: "I'm sorry, Mr. Blaise, the dean is very busy.
, he is preparing to meet with the Duke."
"Wait...wait a minute, Mr. Dean, do you think the sponsorship is too small? I can add another ten thousand, what do you think?"
"In this way, eight is often a very mysterious number in magic research. You can bring 18,000 silver dollars to the Thorn Bird City Police Station tomorrow to discuss the details of sponsorship with me."