Vol 3 Chapter 318: Alternative nobility

Even if the weather is stormy outside, as long as life continues, the time to live is still to pass.
After confirming that the gray-clad army had no intention of killing the city for the time being, although the gates of the cities around the Shiwandashan Mountains remained closed for a limited time, the lives of the people have gradually returned to normal. The only difference may be that there is an extra talk.
As for the nobles, when the news just came out, they ran away a lot. However, there are always reasons for not choosing to leave the city. So some parties are inevitable. Think about it. At this time, the party is still calm, how calm and elegant it is.
It was in this environment that Tang En took his ten liar apprentices to forge various identities and wandered between the upper party.
In general, the news of the aristocracy is still well informed. Therefore, Tang En's requirement for these people is to collect as much information about the gray clothing as possible after adapting to various identities.
I have to say, the results are great! In comparison, the secret agencies of Johiana are inferior. Of course, this is also inevitable. After all, cities are restricting the movement of people, and Josiah naturally receives much less information.
In the evening, Tang En came back with a dozen personal drunks.
"Matt, you have made great progress in dealing with people recently. Not bad. But you still have to pay attention to the image. How did Nima pick up a large dish of beef at a noble party? You are a rich merchant, not Hungry dirt dog. "
"Haha ..."
"Eh, I was hungry when I was a kid. I couldn't stand the sight of the meat. And I don't know what happened today. The dessert on the table disappeared in a while ... Captain. I will change it next time."
"Cough, just know it. And you, Oliver, don't patronize and laugh at others. The lady has her arms outstretched, why didn't you immediately kiss and salute?"
"Captain, I haven't gotten used to it for a while. The old lady's hands have loose skin and she has applied so much powder, like a spoiled moldy cheese. I watched my heart panic ..."
"Hahahaha ..."
Jokingly, Tang En patted his forehead into the loft door. The dozen or so individuals followed each other with ridicule and laughter, watching Tang En's back with unabashed worship in his eyes.
This adoration comes from its own amazing changes and the sense of accomplishment from time to time that has gained valuable intelligence.
Training has been going on for almost a month and everyone is familiar with it. Even for Tang En who was a bit awed at first, these dozens of individuals gradually let go of their burdens. I even joked.
Although Tang En didn't let them call themselves boss or instructor or something, it was because they were too stupid and rotten to afford that person. But in their opinion, Tang En, who is extremely legendary, is undoubtedly their instructor.
"Don ..."
As soon as he entered the door, Tang En saw Josiah sprinting. He waved backwards: "That's all for today, let's all go away."
The dozens of individuals heard the words look right, and bowed and saluted immediately.
With his hands flipped, Tang En pulled out a bag full of desserts from under his gorgeous robe. He was greeted: "Ha, just some desserts. Don't be so anxious."
"Don, Aunt Luosha has written."
"Uh……"
...
Port Prien, along the road before Down's pursuit of Sesman, a group of apparently distinguished big men are about to step off the luxury ship.
"This is the city of Purin, which is said to separate Bran from the north and the south? It doesn't look so good." A well-dressed old man stood by the boat and glanced at the port, saying rather stubbornly.
The old man beside him shook his head slightly and smiled: "Sir Simpson, there is only one place in the capital. If it is prosperous, this place is naturally no better than the capital city. But here the north and the south meet, the scenery and architecture are mixed, and the details come. That taste. "
"Oh? Let's take a closer look. Hehe, I hope it's as good as Sir Ronald said. Please!" The jazz calling Simpson leaned aside and waved at the trestle connecting to the shore.
"Jazz first, please." Sir Ronald was also kind.
"Haha, then I'll ..." laughed twice, Simpson was no longer polite, and simple saluting would be on the trestle. But at this moment, a shadow rushed out from behind, squeezing Simpson and stepping onto the trestle. As I walked down, I looked back and said,
"You two old guys, you can't stop talking along the way. Now your mother can't stop shouting at the next boat. Your mother can't stand you!"
Even though it is evening, the port is all equipped with lighting facilities. This middle-aged man walked on the bridge, with a majestic physique, with the "you mother" constantly turning out of his mouth, it looked like a reckless man. But if you look at the two aristocrats that he just didn't care about, and the expensive clothes on his body, he is undoubtedly a big aristocrat.
Sure enough, although the two old aristocrats who were degraded by the meal were blushing and murmured with words like "stupid pig" and "damn" in their mouths, they didn't wave their side guards to kill the man.
In addition to the guards and servants, there are many extraordinary people behind the two aristocratic old men, but they do not have the bandits of the man just now, they are pretending not to look at the surrounding ports.
Although there was something unpleasant, the boat was about to disembark.
A group of people with such identities gathered together, and there was naturally someone on the side of Principe. Under the trestle bridge, the owner of Prien city greeted with a group of local nobles.
Not seeing the situation just now, the enthusiastic city owner hit a nail in Simpson and Ronald, and his words and deeds became more cautious. From this point of view, this group of people from the capital is indeed very large.
After the city owner carefully greeted him, he pointed to the carriageway not far behind him: "Adults are exhausted all the way. If it is late today, why not go to the city to rest first?"
Regardless of their status, Simpson and Ronald are the oldest people in the crowd, and they need to come forward naturally. But just about to talk, the former majestic middle-aged man looked around. No one else said, "Strange, where's Philip?"
The faces of Simpson were dark again. However, Wen Yan glanced at the crowd behind and asked in a low voice.
"Philip, Philip ..."
The aristocratic group, if talking about the regional differences between North and South, should pay attention to elegance and elegance. But now this majestic man doesn't care about it, his thick throat is just a few yells. The loud voice kept echoing in the port, and the Simpsons rolled their eyes.
"Come, come." After a series of response sounds, a figure appeared on the bow of the ship. While finishing his clothes. While walking down the bridge.
The youth looks like a handsome face. It seems to have been tangled with someone, the clothes are a bit ragged, and the red lips mark on the corners of the mouth has not been wiped ... well, this is exactly the friend that Tang En met during the negotiations, the wolf of the capital, Philip.
These two goods ... Simpson glanced at Philip, and then looked at the middle-aged man beside him. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch like a toothache.
"Haha, Philip, what about your woman?" The middle-aged man looked familiar with Philip, and asked with a squint on his shoulders.
Philip wiped off the red lips at the corner of his mouth, and didn't care to reply: "I went back with the boat ... I'm done with my fate."
"Haha, you have a lot of reasons for this!" It seemed that Philip was very clear about it. The middle-aged man shook his head and laughed.
An episode, since the people here have gathered, the next thing is to go to the rest place arranged by the city owner.
But the middle-aged and middle-aged man had a problem again, and waved to the owner of the city, "No need, just tell us the address there. Um. By the way, give another address. Which woman in the city is the most beautiful? Don't say you don't know what I mean. "
After a pause, under the gaze of the city's stunned gaze, he moved his bones. "Mother, don't use a good teleporter, you have to take a boat. These days, I'm strangling, I'm still wondering what I'm doing, let's say the address ... ... By the way, who else of you is going, I'll treat you. "
... cold field ...
The Simpsons and theirs know this guy's style, so they are not strange, they make a blank expression, they don't know the person. However, the city aristocrats who came to receive it were a little dumbfounded. In any case, this emperor came ... eh, it was bold enough.
"Well, isn't anyone going? You're not going, Philip?"
Philip scratched his hair and spread his hands. "I'm not good at that."
"Oh, understand, you like to seduce Mrs. Liang's lady." She patted her head, and the male-like middle-aged man glanced around, seeing that no one responded, and suddenly boring, "Forget it, come out with you guys It's boring. One by one, either old or pretend. "
The following words were murmured, but this whisper was enough for everyone to hear.
After being shocked, these people of the city owner naturally bowed their heads and pretended not to hear. Although the rest of the people who accompanied him also had dark faces, they did not have general knowledge with him after all. But the elderly, Simpson and Ronald, couldn't stand it. They were stimulated. Now they are said to be "no" ...
"Alex! Pay attention to your words and deeds. Look at you, what kind of aristocracy do you have!" Simpson exasperated, shouting sharply.
Nobles, even if they are angry again, they generally do not humiliate in the face. Relatively speaking, this kind of questioning that directly points to the opposite party's noble style is already a heavy abuse.
But the majestic middle-aged man who called him Alex didn't care a bit, and he lipped his lips: "What happened to me? But just to say a few truths. You tell me, are you okay? We can compare it to Bibi ~ www. EbookFREE.me ~ you you you ... sooner or later you die in the hands of women! "
"Ouch, curse. You want to die like this, but you can't help it anymore."
"Yayaya ... uh!"
"Fright, Sir Simpson, Sir Simpson ..."
"Hurry, hurry, hurry up and call the doctor ..."
"Go to church, get closer ..."
As the Simpson fell suddenly to the ground, the port immediately messed up.
In the chaos, Naris stepped back two steps quite silently, spreading his hands: "Here's the trick again, but just pretend to be dizzy ... Now, you see, I didn't hit him. What happened is not looking for. me……"
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