Early in the morning the next day, Ron sent a guard to the Earl of Baldwin's mansion to inquire about Baldwin's whereabouts. After learning that Baldwin would rest at the mansion in the morning, Art took two bites of simple food and took Ron and two guards to the east of the city holding an iron box.
After the bloody funeral of the Marquis of Ivrea, Baldwin fled back to the city of Jonah in the east. On the day of Baldwin's escape, his mansion in the west of the city and many of the servants and slaves left behind in the mansion were strangled by Bernard's men, and the mansion was looted and burned completely by a fire.
Before Besançon broke through the city, Bernard had already fled to the western city of Thorne with his son Robert and a group of palace nobles. Bernard originally wanted to burn the mansion in the west of the city and the entire palace, but he thought that he would have to fight back soon, so he did not set fire to it.
Bernard burned down Baldwin's mansion, and Baldwin did not let go of Bernard's mansion, but the two vented their anger in different ways. On the third day after capturing Besancon, Baldwin built his barracks into Bernard's mansion and took possession of the most luxurious building in Besancon.
Bernard is worthy of being an important minister in charge of the financial power of the Count of Burgundy. His ability to make money is really great. When he shows up in his mansion, it is a luxury - three connected courtyard mansions, with white walls and red tiles, tall doors and thick courtyards. There are layers of statues, fountains and gardens in the courtyards. The three-story mansion is clean and bright, and even the courtyards and corridors are ground with polished stones.
Since the war in Besançon had just ended, there were still some lurking enemy soldiers and killers left behind by the enemy in the city, so Baldwin's new mansion was heavily guarded. No one was allowed to stay within fifty steps of the mansion. Two six-person patrol teams were constantly patrolling and sentrying around the mansion. The three doors of the mansion were guarded by armored soldiers. There were not only four guards guarding the main entrance, but also two crossbowmen guarding the left and right sides behind the door.
Just like entering the palace, guests visiting the Earl's Palace must unload their weapons and put them in the concierge for temporary storage, and the guards must search the guests repeatedly.
After Art announced his identity and purpose of visit, he unloaded his weapon according to the rules and was carefully inspected by the guards. Then he sat with Ron and others on a low stool specially prepared for visitors in the concierge to drink and rest.
After a while, a lean middle-aged man who looked like a steward of a mansion slowly walked up to the concierge. He stroked his beard on his chin and glanced at the people sitting in the concierge. "Who is the new guy?" Viscount Arter? The Earl has invited you."
The steward's tone was quite respectful, but his mood was not high. I think there were a lot of people asking to see Baldwin recently, so the steward who was delivering the message was a little distracted.
Matt stood up, patted his clothes, walked to the door, and stared into the steward's eyes, "I am Art Wood Wells."
At's tone was not very good, and even a steward who was delivering a message dared to give him a bad temper.
· Guan was confused for a moment, but suddenly remembered that he heard that the man in front of him had killed countless people, and he felt a sense of fear for a moment.
He slowly lowered his hand stroking his goatee and gently kneaded the corners of his clothes. He didn't know how to answer for a while.
"What's your name? What position do you hold in the mansion? Why haven't I seen you before?" Art's tone was cold, as if he was interrogating a captured prisoner.
"This time, Mr. Art, I am the steward of the Earl's Mansion. I" The cross-examination was too sudden, and Goatee stuttered for a moment in his answer.
"Okay, I don't care who you are." Art interrupted Goatee's words, and then randomly took out two silver coins from the purse at his waist and threw them in front of Goatee, "Since I have the honor to serve the Earl, that's all. Good job, otherwise I will take care of you for the Earl!"
Goatee quickly reached down and picked up the two silver treasures on the ground, stood up and thanked Art profusely, "Please, Lord Art! Please come in!"
Ron waved to Ron to follow.
"Lord Art, this is~" The steward signaled that the servants could not enter the Earl's mansion at will.
"He is my personal attendant, Sir Ron. Do you want me to go to see the earl empty-handed?" Art pointed at the heavy box in Ron's hand.
The steward glanced at Ron, then at the box in his hand, and immediately understood, "Since it is for Sir Sir, please come with us."
Art followed the bowed steward through the porch courtyard, stepped up the stairs, and walked for a long time before reaching the second floor hall where Earl Baldwin met the guests.
When Art followed the steward into the hall, Earl Baldwin was lying on a soft armchair to rest. A plump maid knelt beside Baldwin and rubbed his shoulders and neck.
After Art entered the door, Baldwin did not get up to ask him to sit down. It was not until Art knelt down and saluted Baldwin loudly that he lazily opened his eyes and saw that Art stood up quickly.
"It's Viscount Arter here, hurry up and give Viscount Arter a glass of good wine!" Baldwin's attitude was very affectionate, but the words "Viscount Arter" sounded very harsh.
The servant brought Art a full glass of wine, but Art did not take it. He bowed deeply to Baldwin, with tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty Prime Minister, I will never dare to forget my original identity in front of you. If it weren't for you six years ago, I would still be a poacher hiding in the wild valleys and dense forests; five years ago, if it weren't for you, I would be just a humble apprentice knight with enough abandon; two years ago, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be It is possible to restore the honor of the ancestors and become a frontier baron... Without you, there would be no Art Wood Wells today. In front of others, I am a viscount, but in front of you, I will always be a humble refugee..."
Disgusting, really disgusting, when Art said these words with tears in his eyes, Art almost felt sick to himself.
Suppressing the nausea that surged into his throat, Art immediately knelt down and buried his head in Baldwin's heels.
Baldwin straightened up all of a sudden. He never expected that Art would suddenly make such a move. He didn't react for a while. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, "Art, what are you doing! Get up!"
Matt didn't get up at all and lowered his head.
Baldwin felt that the guy kneeling in front of him was not completely hypocritical. He closed his eyes and sighed, lifted the raw silk satin blanket covering his legs, walked down to the ground and walked to Art to help him up with his own hands.
"Att, get up, stand up and speak."
At this moment, Att stood up. Before he stood up, his cold face that was still gritting his teeth and stretching his muscles suddenly turned into a look of helplessness and piety.
Balwin and Art looked at each other. Whether it was true or not, the indifference, suspicion and estrangement gradually disappeared from Baldwin's eyes.
"Come on, sit down and talk~" Baldwin led Art to sit on an armchair aside, and began to have an intimate conversation with Art.
Att reported to Baldwin in detail the war since he received the order to go to the Eastern Territory to resist Swabia, and explained his tragic war in the Eastern Territory to Baldwin one by one, which made Baldwin sigh.
Whether it is true or not, the two at least seem to have restored their former close relationship.
The atmosphere was almost heightened, and Art began to bring out actual things to present to Earl Baldwin.
Matt gave a gesture to Ron, who was standing behind him with a cold face, and Ron walked over with the box in his arms with a look of embarrassment on his face.
Matt glared at Ron, turned his head and smiled and explained to Baldwin: "Your Majesty Prime Minister, my bodyguard Ron has experienced too many lives and deaths. He has not smiled since he returned from the battlefield in the East. There are too many dead brothers around him..."
Baldwin waved his hand, "Understood, understood, Sir Ron. I know that you warriors have paid too much in the East!"
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, this is the respect expressed by thousands of officers and soldiers in the Eastern Territory. If you hadn't supported the war in the Eastern Territory thousands of miles away, we would not have been able to defeat the Swabians. The Eastern Territory wasted a lot of money, but the officers and soldiers squeezed out this small gift through their teeth." At said that, he opened the lock of the iron box, and the gold and silver dazzled.
Fifty thousand pfennigs is a lot of money, but for the prime minister of a county, this amount of money is not very heavy, so he can only use the excuse of huge waste in the east. Anyway, the war profits captured in his report to the palace and the Chinese army are definitely not enough for military expenditures.
"Child, tell me, how can I pick food from the mouths of the bloody soldiers in the East!"
"Here comes someone." Baldwin shouted to the door.
The housekeeper of Earl Baldwin's Mansion, whom Art was familiar with, opened the door and walked in.
"Sir?" The fat butler bowed to Baldwin and nodded slightly to Art.
Baldwin pointed to the iron box in Art's hand, "Butler, these are the military pay that thousands of officers and soldiers in the Eastern Territory dug out from their teeth. You quickly take these gold and silver to buy weapons and supplies for the Eastern Border defenders. How can I accept this generous gift."
The fat steward quickly stepped forward to take the heavy iron box in Art's hand, with a smile on his face.
"You all go down, I have a few words to say to Art." Baldwin waved the outsiders to leave.
Att secretly glanced at the housekeeper, his eyes always fixed on the plump maid behind Baldwin. Art also paid attention to the woman. It seemed that Emery had chosen a good person.
众人离去后，鲍尔温贴近了亚特，「亚特，就算你不来我的府邸我也准备找你来谈谈，其实我是有意在你现有的爵位上再替你谋划谋划的.........」
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走出鲍尔温伯爵府邸后亚特的心情很复杂。
Ron followed Art closely without saying a word. After walking for a long time, Ron finally couldn't hold it in any longer, "Master, why do you have to kneel down to that old guy? Why do those guys who just lie in the mansion and enjoy the fruits of their labor deserve to kowtow to a hero like you?"
“Feel wronged?” Art asked softly.
"Not aggrieved, aggrieved, uncomfortable."
Yate sighed, "I am the one kneeling down, why are you feeling aggrieved."
"It is not a mistake to kneel down today. Let's go."
In the next three days, Art successively visited some of the powerful and important officials in the palace who were familiar with him and gave away all the things that needed to be given.
In the afternoon three days later, Art's actual seal came out - he was granted the title of Tyniec County as a fief, served as the county governor of Tyniec, and actually served as the military officer of the southern border, in charge of the southern border army. However, the two villages and three manors of Galvin, Baron Antayas and five nobles who mistakenly voted for Bernard were distributed to others.
At the same time that Art was granted the title of Tyniec, Pierre, the former head of the county of Tyniec, was granted the title of Viscount of the Frontier on a farm near Besancon and was promoted to court viscount (rising and descending secretly).
At exchanged 50,000 pfennigs and a kneel for the military merit that should have been his.
One day later, Art left Ron, Stanley and half of the task force soldiers and took the rest of the people to say goodbye to Viscount Galvin and Baron Caitlan and left, quickly embarking on the road back to the south...