Blackstone Code

The Federation is a civilized society. When people are dissatisfied with a person, they will not directly point at his nose and call him a fool.

Because they are civilized people, no matter what they do, they must uphold their image as civilized people.

Swearing is not a sign of a civilized person, but stabbing someone in the back is, and so is firing a gun in the dark!

The little earl seemed to be a little unsteady on the ground. Over the past year or so, he had gradually integrated into the federal society, but he had not yet truly understood the horrors of this society.

Many people think that the federal society is a country that is free, fair, and even the air is fucking sweet.

Not really.

This is heaven - or so it seems.

This is hell too - that's what it is!

Everything based on the essence of hell is an illusion.

Just like a horror novel, scary monsters are all around us. They maintain the appearance of humans, chat with you, eat, make friends, and even go to bed with you.

You won't feel that there is any difference between you and him/her/it, you will feel that you are of the same race and category.

Until the moment the other party tears apart the disguise.

The little earl was like the friend who chatted, ate, made friends, and visited the Federation several times. He thought this was the Federation, but in fact it was not the Federation!

Seeing him gain something, Lynch knew that he had listened to what he said, and then said, "Actually, you don't need to worry about Gaevra at all."

"If you know anything about our current war situation, you will know that we are increasing our attacks on Pengeo."

"As long as we can ensure that we stand in the position of the final winner, even if Gefra is annexed by the Pendeo people, we can make them spit it out!"

Lynch said it confidently, and of course it is true.

It can even be said that for capitalists and politicians, a battered Gaevra is far better than a Gaevra that retains its foundation!

Only one voice in the world is enough. Other voices, even if they are weak, are unnecessary!

The little earl thought about it again and felt that Lynch was right.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, he breathed a sigh of relief, "This puts me at ease. You know I still have some things left with Gaevra..."

Lin Qi nodded slightly, the castle and the land, these things cannot be taken away.

As for the artwork, judging from the current situation, it will definitely become Pengeo's trophy, so there is no need to consider it.

But some things that cannot be taken away can be held in hand.

Lin Qi thought of something in a daze, and his expression changed slightly.

The little earl had been observing Lin Qi and saw that his facial contour had changed very slightly, but he could not discern what was behind this change.

Lynch patted him on the shoulder casually, "You reminded me of something, but of course it has nothing to do with you."

He laughed as he spoke, obviously in a good mood, and then asked, "How is your mother doing lately?"

When it comes to his mother, the young count has nothing to shy away from.

He actually knew a little bit about what happened between Lynch and his mother, but that's how nobles are.

No one can stop a noblewoman without her husband from doing what she wants to do, and nobility itself is synonymous with corruption.

Starting from the royal family, there have been corruption in private life, incest, love between humans and animals, and all kinds of weird sexual fetishes and sexual behaviors.

Coupled with some of the nobles' previous habits, the Gefra people didn't care at all about the private lives of the nobles.

In addition, Lynch's current status is much higher than before, and the young earl has nothing to object to.

"She is now very adaptable to life here. She does her hair every day, works out, and spends money everywhere."

It sounded like he was complaining, but he was not. The little earl shook his shoulders and leaned back. "Life here is very easy. Each of us thinks so."

"Autumn will begin in a few days, and we plan to go hunting. Do you want to come?"

Every autumn is the time when animals are fattening up. No matter what kind of animal they are, they will gain weight. After a simple barbecue, take a bite and the fat will overflow, and your mouth will be filled with the aroma of fat!

The annual autumn hunt is a habit for the nobles. They just established themselves last year and did not take this into consideration.

This year, their industry has basically been settled, so naturally they can't help but start hunting.

Lin Qi thought for a while and nodded in agreement. These nobles would be useful in the future, so they could keep in touch first.

Lynch agreed and made the little earl very excited. Of course, he also had some small ideas of his own. "You can also bring some friends to participate. We have built a large area of ​​creek land in the west, whether it is hunting or autumn outings." A good time."

The little earl knew very well that Lynch's friends, the friends he could invite to hunt, were definitely not ordinary people.

This is also an opportunity for them to get in touch with upper-level connections. It is impossible for everyone to put all their eggs in the same basket.

Neither can he!

But it's really not annoying for him to say it so directly, because if Lynch doesn't want to introduce someone to them, he doesn't have to do it at all.

If he barked, he must have done it voluntarily.

Lin Qi nodded slightly, "I already have several candidates. I will give you a time when the time comes, but not for too long."

“You know, we’re all busy!”

This made the little earl even happier. He thanked Lynch seriously, "You have been helping me selflessly since I was with Gaevra. I am so touched that I don't know how to thank you."

Lynch patted him on the shoulder, "We don't need to talk about this. When I need your help, I hope you won't refuse."

The little earl nodded vigorously.

When she had an in-depth communication with the former Countess, she once told Lynch that she was very grateful for Lynch's appearance.

Not only her, but the little earl was also very grateful.

He lost his father when he was a child, and then the mother and son struggled to defeat the uncles who tried to seize the title, but lost more than half of their property.

There was no way, the earl suddenly died suddenly, nothing was arranged, they could only fight bravely.

The little earl has lacked father's love since he was a child. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that he lacks someone as his life mentor to tell him what to do in life, work and life.

The former countess cannot replace this role, and she does not have the ability. Lynch's appearance makes up for it very well.

For the little earl, Lynch not only played the role of his elder brother, but also taught him many things in place of his father to a certain extent, allowing him to grow up very quickly!

The two then chatted about the development and future of movies. The production company they invested in was still losing money, but these nobles didn't care.

All they have is money and they don't care at all. In addition, other industries are also developing in an orderly manner, so at least there won't be any big problems.

After Lynch gave him some investment advice, he hinted that it was time to leave.

The little count soon realized this, and he took up too much of Lynch's time.

On the way back, he kept thinking about what Lynch said, and at the same time, he was a little disgusted with some people.

In fact, for a young man, a young man in his early twenties, he did not have much attachment to Gaevra.

His childhood was almost miserable. After his father's death, his uncles and aunts completely broke up the family in order to fight for the right to inherit.

Not to mention the bad words, the few times he almost got into trouble might have been caused by these people.

When I got a little older and inherited the title, my money disappeared again.

He could only pawn things to maintain the dignity of the nobles, which also made many nobles look down on him - it was normal for a down-and-out noble to be looked down upon by the noble group.

Just like in the middle-class community of the federal people, if someone goes bankrupt or is on the verge of bankruptcy.

Then all community activities will not be attended by this person, and no one will invite such a family to participate in activities!

The principles are the same.

Therefore, he is not very attached to Gaevra. On the contrary, after coming to the Federation for the past two years, he has a strong sense of identification with the Federation.

This has to be said about the advantages of the cultural assimilation policy that Lynch initially mentioned. The recognition of the three views of this country that people subtly develop in their daily lives is the most terrifying thing!

This time he came, in fact, to a large extent it was the request of those later nobles.

Those nobles are all based in Gefra, and they were all truly prosperous in the past.

When they begged the little count, they fell into the common youthful habit.

But this can also be understood. After all, some people who looked down on him in the past are now talking to him in a low voice. How can he not be a little carried away?

Fortunately, Lynch reminded him.

This is not Gaevra, this is the Federation!

If your butt is crooked, something is going to happen!

He punched the steering wheel, which frightened the car in front of him and made him jerk forward. There was an obvious collision sound outside the car. He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but feel happy.

until--

When the annoyed driver of the car in front walked towards him with an unkind look on his face!

Of course, these are minor issues!

Just as the little earl was thinking about how to solve this trouble, in Gevra, the Minister of War was sitting with a guy who looked a bit old-fashioned, like a teacher.

In his study, the doors and windows were closed. There was a pot of fine scented tea on the coffee table between the two of them, and two exquisite cups exuded a faint floral fragrance.

Neither of them spoke. The Minister of War was obviously thinking. He sat sideways on the sofa with his legs crossed, his right arm pressed on the armrest of the sofa, his left hand holding his right wrist, his head slightly lowered, and his brows furrowed!

His eyes were unfocused, and the contours and expression of his face made him look a little anxious.

This is indeed the case.

Even though the Pengjiao people have not launched an attack now, if one more day is delayed, the pressure on the island will be even greater.

Each of them knows very well that once the Penteo people launch an attack, it will definitely be a general attack!

News of the federal rejection of aid has spread internally and everyone is panicking!

Tomorrow is like a dark cloud with no end in sight, no hope at all!

At this time, the person sitting opposite him picked up the teacup, ruffled the tea soup, and took a sip.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at the Minister of War, "Have you thought about it?"