son-in-law of blood

Chapter 84 A good show

In the center of the Nasir Palace, there is an exquisite three-story western-style building painted with red paint.

The first floor is the government affairs conference room where His Majesty the Emperor holds regular meetings; the second floor is where the prime minister and his cabinet subordinates work; the third floor is the Imperial Military Department, which controls millions of imperial warriors of the Steway Empire.

This small bungalow, which integrates royal power, political power, and military power, is affectionately called "Little Red House" by the citizens of Insresa.

Today, the first floor of the "Little Red House", the government affairs meeting room of His Majesty the King, is extremely lively.

Gremory VI seemed to be in a good mood today, sitting on the head of the long conference table with a smile on his face, and looked at the ministers who came in with a smile.

However, the civil and military ministers who had been dawdling and reluctant, saw that His Majesty had come to the conference room ahead of time, and they all quickened their pace and quickly took their seats.

Not long after, the conference room was filled with various high-ranking officials and ministers.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Gremory VI coughed lightly, and said loudly: "Everyone should still have doubts in their hearts, didn't you just finish the routine meeting yesterday, why did you call the big guy over today? "

Sitting on Gremory VI's left was a middle-aged man with a serious face. Hearing Gremory's words, he said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

The right-hand man of Gremory VI, the head of the Steway Empire's cabinet, and Prime Minister Crofts Morey.

"My dear Prime Minister, don't be so nervous, something happened, but it has been resolved." Gremory VI waved his hand to signal Crofts to relax.

After a pause, Gremory continued:

"Let the governor of our empire, His Excellency Varian Wendell, describe the specific matters."

After speaking, Gremory leaned back slightly, leaned back on the chair, put his hands in front of his stomach, closed his eyes and meditated.

After hearing His Majesty's words, everyone turned their attention to a middle-aged man in military uniform sitting in the middle of the long table.

Varian first got up and bowed to Gremory, then glanced at the people in the room, took a deep breath, and said solemnly:

"Everyone, I received a report yesterday that there is a traitor who colludes with the Lich in our empire!"

As soon as this remark came out, the meeting room immediately boiled.

During the uproar, Prime Minister Crofts looked up at Varian, and said calmly, "Who is it!"

Following the Prime Minister's questioning, the room became quiet again, and everyone stared at Varian.

"I'm ashamed, it's my subordinate, the lord of Tirisland in the province of Dolin, the Iris family of Shangen, Baron Brian Charles!"

"You bastard! Varian, how did you become the governor? How dare a nobleman collude with those rats of the undead clan!" A man also wearing a military uniform but with gray hair stood up suddenly and shouted sharply.

Following this person's actions, the conference room fell into chaos again, with low growls and angry shouts, and murderous intent.

Everyone wished they could take a knife and stab that guy named Brian into a dozen or so transparent holes.

Some of them had no grievances with Brian, and some even heard the name Brian for the first time, but this did not prevent them from expressing their loyalty and acting in front of their monarch at this time.

It was still Prime Minister Crofts. Amidst the excitement, he shouted in a deep voice: "Be quiet, and listen to Varian continue."

Varian glanced at the Prime Minister gratefully, and continued: "Don't worry, everyone, this family has been eradicated by one of my subordinates."

Hearing that Brian had been executed, many people were unwilling to do so. Such a good opportunity to make meritorious deeds actually slipped away like this.

Prime Minister Crofts snorted and asked, "I wonder which warrior it is?"

Varian said, "A young man named Heron."

Crofts: "Yes, very good, our empire needs young people like this! Oh, by the way, does this Hillen have a title? How is his cultivation? How old is he?"

Varian: "For the time being, I'm just a commoner, with a cultivation base of around the third level, and my age is about 20 years old."

Crofts: "That's right. At the age of 20, he has a third-level cultivation and is still so loyal and brave. I think he can be promoted. What do you think, Lord Varian, after all, he is your subordinate."

Varian: "That's what I mean too."

Crofts: "What kind of reward do you think is more appropriate?"

Varian: "It just so happens that Bryan is dead, and his territory is short of people. Why don't we let him take over temporarily? What do you think?"

Crofts: "I think so."

The conversation between Crofts and Varian was short and hurried, and it ended in a short time.

But the rest of the military and political ministers in the room were all dumbfounded, two dumbfounded, three dumbfounded...

What do you mean?
what happened?
Didn't you say Lich?

Don't talk about how the lich appeared and what it did, what's the matter with this messed up young man?
Also, even if you want to talk about rewards for meritorious deeds, everyone has to discuss it. Why do you two come and go like an imperial appointment?

No, even if there is a reward, that's not the case. Why did you two lightly send out a real nobleman when your upper lip touches your lower lip?When did the Stewie Empire have a 20-year-old field noble?

The reason for awarding the reward is too unreasonable, is there a shortage of people?No, you are short of people and we are not short of them. There are so many nobles in Insresa waiting for a fief, how could it be possible for a young boy of unknown origin to occupy it?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing why the normally taciturn Prime Minister Crofts, who seldom expressed his views, was so uncharacteristically important to this young man today.

"Everyone agrees with this opinion, right?" Gremory VI suddenly spoke out when everyone was confused.

What's the meaning?The sun is rising from the east today, so why does His Majesty agree to confer a real nobleman on a brat?
Everyone was even more puzzled.

The air in the conference room suddenly became quiet.
"Okay, since everyone agrees, then..."

"Your Majesty! Absolutely not!"

An old voice interrupted His Majesty's words just in time.

Gremory VI looked helplessly at a gray-haired old man not far away, the Head of the House of Nobles, Sheridan Angus.

"What's your opinion, old man?" Gremory VI's tone was a little helpless and imperceptibly angry.

"Your Majesty, the imperial conferment of a nobleman is still a real nobleman. It's decided in a few words like this. It's not quite in line with the rules." The old man said tremblingly.

Gremory VI half-closed his eyes and did not speak, but Varian on the side spoke first.

"Angus! You old bastard, Tiris is my territory, I can give it to whoever I want, you are against ****!" Varian swears directly.

The old man was trembling with anger from the sudden scolding, pointing his trembling fingers at Varian, who was out of breath, and almost rolled his eyes.

"You... you... you bastard! Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Angus turned his head to complain to Gremory VI.

Varian slapped the table hard: "You old bastard! If you mess around again, I will immediately lead the army to destroy all the properties of your son and son-in-law!"

The crowd looked at Varian who was arguing with admiration, secretly thinking that this kid had eaten gunpowder today, and he dared to go against Angus like this.

But to be honest, Varian's move was very satisfying.These civil and military ministers have long been dissatisfied with the old stubborn people in the House of Nobles who only know how to rely on the old to sell the old.

Usually, if you don't do business, you know that relying on your senior qualifications, the veterans are here to find faults and find troubles everywhere.

It was rare to have such an early bird to deal with these veterans for them today, and all the ministers put on a look of watching the show.

"Quiet!"

Gremory VI suddenly roared angrily, got up and said: "It's a mess, let's see how a meeting is going. Well, since everyone agrees with this matter, it's settled like this. Prime Minister Crofts! "

"Yes!"

"Immediately prepare a letter of appointment, and announce it to the whole country in two days, and make Hiron Mebius the Baron of the Empire, Territory, Tiris! The meeting is adjourned!"

He left the conference room without looking back.

After Gremory VI left, all the civil and military ministers who were enjoying watching the play suddenly froze, and then they realized that His Majesty the Emperor really sealed a piece of territory to this man who had never heard of it before. The young boy is gone!
(End of this chapter)