When we came out of the Earl's Mansion, it was already dark.
The housekeeper of the Earl's Mansion sent Art to the gate of the mansion, and said with a respectful smile: "Congratulations, Lord Art, next time you come back to the mansion, I will call you Lord Baron." After the housekeeper of the Earl's Mansion sent Art out, he had no intention of turning back.
While waiting for Earl Baldwin this afternoon, the housekeeper of the mansion was entertaining Art. At this time, he said congratulations but did not turn around. Of course, Art was not a stone-headed man. He took off his money bag from his waist, took out five silver deniers (small silver coins) and handed them to the housekeeper, " Old Butler, I would like to thank you for your hospitality today. You work very hard to serve the Earl, so this little silver coin can be used as a treat for you to drink a beer.”
The Earl’s butler kept delaying, “Mr. Art, you misunderstood. I just want to discuss something small with you.”
The movement of Art's hand paused for a moment. He was wondering what the old steward had to discuss with him. "Old steward, please tell me."
The old steward's face was full of smiles. "Master Art, it's like this. I have a nephew who runs a grocery store in Besançon and occasionally sells some scattered southern goods. I heard that you have channels for southern goods, and I was wondering if I could ask you to help. Please tell me so that my nephew can get a more stable supply. You can rest assured that the purchase price will be paid according to the market price and will never be lowered."
Matt lamented that people living in the capital are not ordinary, even an honest old man is so good at business. He looked at the butler with an innocent smile and asked softly: "Old butler, I'm afraid that grocery store does not belong to your nephew?"
The old housekeeper laughed twice more, which was regarded as acquiescence.
"Okay! Since it is the old butler's nephew's shop, I agree to this matter. In three days, you ask your nephew to come to me at the military camp in the church square, and I will arrange this matter. And since it is the old butler's nephew's shop, the prices must not be treated as ordinary merchants, and everything supplied to your nephew The selling price of the goods was reduced by one-tenth. "
Anyway, Art was worried that it would be difficult to open the southern goods market in Besançon. Since the powerful merchants came to the door, Art simply gave the old housekeeper a generous gift to establish a "strong" friendship, which might be used that day.
The old housekeeper was of course beaming after hearing this, and praised Art's generosity endlessly.
Seeing that Art had finally finished talking to the butler of the Earl's Mansion, Ron, who had been waiting by the stables outside the mansion for a long time, left a few guards behind and ran forward quickly, "Sir, what's the result? Have you become a baron?"
Art pretended to be serious, and took two steps with a sullen face, "I am still a palace guard knight~"
Ron poured a ladle of cold water upon hearing this, "Master, these powerful people It's really chilling~"
At stopped and turned around to look at the personal attendant with his head drooping, and suddenly smiled, "Look at you, it seems that you have not been promoted to baron! I just I said I'm still a knight now, but I didn't say I wouldn't change my title in a few days~"
h "You mean you've been promoted to a knighthood???"
hh" I'm afraid so~" Art replied.
Ron ran to the stables and said excitedly to several guards: "Great, guys, our master has been promoted to Baron!!"
Of course, the guards also cheered.
"Be happy when you return to camp, a little baron will make you excited. This is in front of the Earl's Palace." Art walked to the stable and took off the reins from the hitching post.
"Sir, there's no need to go back to camp. Brother Otto and the sergeant major prepared a dinner for you at the tavern next to the military camp in the city square with their own money, and they are waiting for you to go drink with the news of your promotion!"
"Yes, well, let's go drink tonight!"
Ate jumped on the horse and rode towards the tavern.
That night, Art drank all night in the pub of Angus's "friend". It was not until late at night that Art returned to the military camp with his guards, while Odo and Angus several officers stayed in the tavern room to enjoy the warm service of the Besançon girl... Early in the morning of the next day, Art, who was still drunk, made hurried preparations and rode towards Lucese with his bodyguards. He wanted to tell Olof the news of his promotion to baron as soon as possible, because Art knew that Olof played an irreplaceable and important role in the whole matter. At this time, the only one who could stay away from the power struggle in the palace and be afraid of all the factions was the church.
In the bishop's stateroom in the nave of Enkhwerf Cathedral in Luces. Bishop Olof of the Diocese of Lucesne still has a kind and kind face, but his kind eyes reflect a kind of majesty that is irresistible. This is the temperament tempered by those who have been in power for a long time, and it cannot be faked by clenching fists and staring.
"Child, I am extremely gratified to be able to see you restored to the title of baronet with my own eyes. Almighty God cares for every devout heart, and your father who is far away in heaven will surely be happy with your achievements today." Bishop Olof said, drawing the Holy Cross on his chest.
"Thank you to Almighty God! Thank you also to God's faithful apostle, who shines the light of the Holy Lord on every inch of the world. Praise God and his apostles forever!" Every word Art said to Bishop Olof came from the bottom of his heart.
“Has the court granted you a barony?” asked Olof.
Yate looked regretful, "The court only granted me the barren valley where my knight's fief is located as a fief."
Olov gently rubbed his fingers on the ivory gold-plated cross on his chest and said: "Grant Your title of Border Baron does not give you a real baronial fief, and the people in the palace are really too perfunctory."
Looking at Orlov's look, Art knew that he had already expected that he would not get a real fiefdom.
"Earl Baldwin and I have tried our best to lobby for you at the palace, and the result is relatively satisfactory. As long as you have this status, the fief can be obtained slowly after you make further achievements. Don't be too greedy for a while."
"The bishop is right."
Olov nodded happily seeing that Art was well aware of current affairs.
After a moment, Orlov asked seriously: "My child, do you know why Count Baldwin is anxious to recall you to the County of Burgundy this time, and is actively seeking to promote you to the title?"
"I remember that last time you gave me an analysis of the current internal and external situation in the County of Burgundy, plus some secret information I got recently, I made some guesses."
Olov nodded, "As long as you can guess, In this way, you will be better prepared to face what is coming. "
"Mr. Bishop, I feel that the palace is very peaceful recently, and the whole country is calm. This is too quiet~" Art raised his question.
Olof smiled and said, "Quiet? My child, the sky is the calmest before a storm. The more it is like this, the more you should feel a sense of crisis." The young earl is determined to take back the iron seat of Besançon. You should pray that the Marquis can stay on the hospital bed for a longer time..."
"Child, since you have been involved in this whirlpool, you must be fully prepared."
Art nodded heavily.