Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

Tavernal spoke up.

Yamon turned his head, with a wider smile on his face. .

"hungry!"

Chapter 150 Background Check

On the other side, watching Yamon disappear around the corner, Ivan looked down at his palm.

The smile he had when he was with Yamon was no longer on his face, his eyes were cold, he turned around indifferently, and returned to the banquet hall.

A few steps behind the door stood a tall and slender woman in her twenties, her appearance was somewhat similar to Ivan's, and her blue-green eyes were also as dark as a forest wolf.

She was wearing a blue and white dress, her long dark brown hair was slightly curled, and one side was hanging on her chest, making her look like a quiet lady.

"Ivan, you're in love again? This is the first commoner girl you've been targeting. Does teasing them make you feel superior?"

"Outside you need to call me elder brother, or Lord Baron, remember your identity, even if I die one day, the family will not be able to speak for you."

Ivan glanced at his sister indifferently, and immediately remembered Yamon's innocence that was not stained by the world, his eyebrows were raised, with a bit of contempt and a bit of complacency.

"However, dear sister, you are going to guess wrong this time."

After speaking, Ivan stopped looking at her, and walked straight across the other party to the crowd in the hall.

"So what, when she notices your hypocrisy, you will still make the same decision as before. Admit it, Ivan, you are a coward, and you have no guts to change anything."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in the woman's eyes, and she covered the smile at the corner of her mouth with a fan, and watched Ivan coldly walk into the colorful gentlemen and ladies, forming a seamless one.

Yamon looked very happy bouncing around, and Tavernaer stood still like a parent picking up children at the school gate, waiting for his children to run over when they saw the parents.

With a bang, Yamon, who rushed over to hug him, slammed into the wall behind Tavernar firmly.

"pain."

She clutched her blushing forehead and looked back tearfully, looking at Tavenal accusingly.

Tavenal patted her on the shoulder symbolically, and walked back first.

"What did you do today?" Tavernal asked as he walked.

"Exploration, I met someone, uh... I was taken advantage of!" Yamon bit his finger and recalled Tavenal's description of this kind of person.

"So the one you waved to just now was a new friend?" Tavernaar corrected Yamon's adjective calmly.

"Yes! He has a lot of food at home, umm, all Mengmeng eats are served on round plates!" Yameng raised his face triumphantly, begging for praise.

"You did a good job. In human society, if you want to avoid people seeing problems at a glance, you have to learn their way of life. Just follow what they eat. In most cases, there will be no problems."

Tavernaar educated casually, and took Yamon downstairs to the restaurant on the first floor, "By the way, since you just ate, do you still want to eat tonight?"

"Hungry again!" Yamon hugged Tavenal's arm, "Dinner, dinner, go to dinner!"

Tavernall let her hold her arm, and did not pull it out until she reached the outside of the restaurant, and pushed the door open.

two hours later.

Back in the room, Yamon began to lie down on the table to solve today's homework. Sometimes confusion flashed in his eyes, and sometimes a light of enlightenment emerged.

Tavernar sorted out today's manuscripts and put them all in Yamon's long wooden box for storage.

After sorting out, when he looked back, Yameng was still working hard, and only one-third of the homework on the desktop had been completed.

"Go on, don't rest until it's done, I'll check later."

Tavernal pushed open the door of the room while speaking.

"Where are you going?" Yameng heard the sound of the door opening and turned back immediately, suddenly excited, just like every time before going out, he would look forward to Erha who was squatting at the door waiting for a walk, staring at you without blinking his eyes.

"walk."

Tavenal looked back blankly.

One second, two seconds.

With a guilty conscience, Yameng retracted his gaze, leaned back on the table again, rested his chin on the table and sighed.

Bang Dang, behind him was the sound of the door closing relentlessly.

Not softhearted at all.

It was cruel.

The ruthless Tavenal walked on the corridor, with doors that were either open or closed or half-hidden on both sides.

She put on a fox mask as she walked.

This is the mask that Yae Miko gave her, which can achieve the effect of invisibility by infinitely reducing the sense of innocence.

Putting on the mask, Tavernall first came to the end of the corridor on the second floor.

The bodyguard at the door was not the one during the day. Of course, Tavernall didn't know or care about this.

She walked over, took a look at the bodyguard's stern posture, and then stood on the other side of the door to wait quietly.

If it wasn't for others not being able to see her, there would be two guards standing here, one on the left and the other on the right. Apart from the big difference in height, they could be said to be neat and tidy.

Tavernaar glanced to the side out of boredom. The bodyguard next to him stood upright, quite bored, and then looked away.

Sure enough, there must be a reason for the workers to stand up so hard.

Not long after, the door behind him was opened, and two people walked out.

It can be seen that there is one host and one guest, and the host is sending the guests away.

Tavernall walked straight into the unclosed door while the two were still exchanging business ideas.

With a quick glance at the scene behind the door, the banquet is obviously coming to an end, and there are only a few people left in the venue.

Tavernal came to these people who were still talking.

Several people were still talking about it like no one else was there.

"You have mastered [-]% of the supply of goods in the south at a young age. Your lord baron is really young and promising. Your lord viscount must be very pleased." The person who spoke was a chubby lady in her forties.

"That's right, the children of the Alexis family are all excellent." Another beautiful woman in her thirties who was well-maintained followed and echoed.

"Hehe, that's not necessarily true. The youngest daughter of the Alexis family is said to have never been baptized until now."

The one who disagreed was another one of the same age as the slightly fat woman, who was taller and looked a bit mean.

baptism?

Tavernal, who has been by the side, became a little interested.

"How can you have the ability to take power if you don't accept baptism? The old Viscount cares about the interests of the collective. I'm afraid that Alexey will be Ivan's head in the future."

"By the way, I heard that the materials for next year's baptism are also on this ship. I don't know if Baron Ivan called us to come..." The fat woman narrowed her eyes and smiled meaningfully.

"He has the foresight and foresight of a future big family ruler." The tone of the mean person was a little soft.

On the other side of the banquet hall, two men in their 30s were talking with their legs crossed.

Tavernall paid a little attention. Most of them were about the family's business status and boasting about the other party's achievements in the city hall. They were far less interesting than the short stories of the women's team's parents.

However, Tavernall still noticed two words frequently mentioned by men.

Parliament and status consolidated.

Chapter 151 Keep Saying I'm Listening

The scattered people here seemed to be quite reluctant to end the banquet, even though there were only a few of them left in the end, none of them had the intention of getting up and leaving.

It was almost midnight to send off the last guest who took the initiative to say goodbye.

There are seven people left in the banquet hall.

After closing the door, Ivan turned around and looked towards the hall. His blue and green pupils slowly swept across the seven people present, and immediately, he showed a meaningful smile.

"Finally, I can have some heart-to-heart conversations with my own people."

He walked forward slowly, and as he walked, several people who were still sitting stood up one by one, and all eight eyes watched Ivan walk in front of everyone.

Standing still, Ivan gave an old-fashioned aristocratic salute to the seven people, and every movement was impeccable.

"Presumably, everyone must be waiting." Ivan smiled mysteriously and clapped his hands.

The servant who had been waiting in the hiding place came out with a semicircular cage covered with satin and came to Ivan's side.

The servant bowed his head respectfully, put his hands under the cage, and raised his arms forward, so that his master could watch the things in the cage.

Ba Dao's eyes fell on the satin-covered cage. Even through the cage, a strange sound could be heard in the room, and the source of the sound was undoubtedly in the hands of the servant.

It was a very catchy sound.

It was as if someone was rubbing a rag soaked in swill, and one could hear the rotten ingredients being squeezed into rotten powder, mixed with fermented oil and water, which made people instinctively feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

However, Tavernaer only saw the discomfort of stomach churning from the faces of several women and ladies at the beginning, and then the eyes of these people became fiery.

They looked at the satin-covered cage and listened to the disgusting voice inside, revealing their greed and eagerness to take it as their own.

Tavernaar adjusted his sitting posture, put his left leg on his right leg, and leaned back against the back of the chair.

Seeing the longing in the eyes of those seven people, Ivan twitched his mouth.

"I think everyone knows that now we old heroes are becoming less and less important in the eyes of Her Majesty the Empress."

As soon as these words came out, Tavernaer straightened his back and stood in awe.

Ivan didn't finish talking.

"Compared to a hundred years ago, what we have lost is not only the land, but also the glory of our ancestors."

"Our ancestors opened up the permafrost for the solstice of winter, provided those civilians with shelter, and provided them with sleeping huts and potatoes to feed their stomachs. In the end, what have we gained?"

"The reform of the land law, the abolition of serfdom, and the abandonment of large tracts of manor, those whose ancestors did not work as hard as ours are now on the same level as us. This is a painful forgetting."

"We are being forgotten by Solstice, by the Queen."

Tavernal put his fist against his mouth and nose, and silently reminded himself that he was a professional and had to hold back.

She wants to see what else these guys can do.

"Those speculators seized the soil of the market one step ahead of us. If we want to regain the glory of our ancestors, we need to use more effective forces. Now, the baptism ceremony has given us hope again."

Ivan put his hand on the cage carried by the servant, touched the silk covering it with his fingertips, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"In that gradually decaying land, the right to speak needs to be redistributed."

"We must stand together."

His tone was forceful, and despite the facts, it was indeed a pep talk.

"Our foes are so cunning that they wrap their blades in honey, and trick our half-risen companions into swallowing them, so that they end up drunkenly and dreamily dead."

The response from the seven people below was pretty good, but they were in noble etiquette, they didn't yell like those "uneducated" commoners, and reservedly expressed their approval in a polite way.

"The baron is young and promising. This country really needs us to lend a helping hand again. The common people have been indulging in the illusion of cheap goods for too long, and they have almost forgotten their duty."

"How long will it take to prepare for the baptism? The Alexis family seems to intend to increase their influence in the parliament recently. Do they need a reliable ally?"

"Hehehe, the baron is old enough to think about family. My daughter also traveled with us this time. Have you met her a few times..."

Ivan responded to these people one by one with a modest smile on his face. His politeness and thoughtfulness left a good impression.

After everyone finished speaking, he put his hand on the edge of the cage and opened a corner slightly.

A corner gap is not enough to allow a clear view of what's inside.

It's just that the sticky, slow creeping sound became a little louder with this movement, and became more clear, which made people's teeth sore.

Several people looked forward to it, but Ivan's hand stopped.

"I don't think I need to explain to you, you can imagine what kind of wealth the little guy in my hand can bring us. Hush, don't scare it."

"So now please allow me to sell a pass. Before the end of this journey, I will find a chance to send it out, so that a brother can be baptized supremely."

Each of the seven showed different expressions, and they were already making plans in their hearts, staring at the others with unfriendly eyes.

They know that those present are potential competitors.

I also know that I need to offer enough bargaining chips to the eldest son of the Alexis family in exchange for a chance to be baptized.

Although it sounded grand on the surface, only naive children would believe such words as companions. They were just downcasts who were forced to gather together because of the failure of the competition.