After leaving the Earl's Mansion, it was already dark.

The Count's housekeeper sent Yat to the gate of the mansion and smiled respectfully: "Congratulations to you, Lord Yat, next time you arrive at the mansion, I should call you Baron." The Count's housekeeper sent Yat out of the door without any intention of turning back.

When I was waiting for Earl Ballwin this afternoon, the mansion housekeeper was entertaining Yat. He said congratulations but did not turn around. Of course, Yat would not be a stone head. He took off the purse from his waist and took out five silver denier and handed them to the housekeeper. "Old butler, I have to thank you for your careful reception today. You have worked very hard to serve the Count on weekdays. I just treat this silver coin as a treat for you to have a beer."

The Earl Butler repeatedly postponed, "You misunderstood by Lord Yat. I just want to discuss it with you for some small matter."

Yat paused for a moment. He couldn't think of anything that the old housekeeper could do with him, "Old housekeeper, please tell me."

The old housekeeper's face was filled with smiles, "Lord Yat, that's right. I have a nephew who runs a grocery store in Besançon City and occasionally sells some fragmented southern goods. I heard that you have a southern goods channel. I wonder if you can ask for help and tell me that my nephew can get a stable source of goods. Don't worry, the purchase price will be paid according to the market price, and it will never be lowered."

Yat lamented that people living in the capital were very smart, and even a silly old man was so good at managing. He looked at the butler with a silly smile and asked softly: "Old butler, I'm afraid that the grocery store is not your nephew's?"

The old housekeeper laughed twice again, which was considered a default.

"Okay! Since it is the shop of the old butler's nephew, I agree to this matter. Three days later, you ask your nephew to come to me in the military camp in the church square, and I will arrange this matter. And since it is the shop of the old butler's nephew, the price must not be treated as ordinary vendors. Any goods supplied to your nephew will be reduced by one tenth."

Anyway, Yat is worried that it will not be easy to open the southern goods store in Besanson. Since the powerful shops come to you, Yat simply gave the old housekeeper a generous gift and established a "solid" friendship. Maybe it will be used that day.

The old housekeeper was of course smiling happily after hearing this and praised Yat's generosity.

Seeing that Yat finally finished talking with the Count's housekeeper, Ron, who had been waiting at the stable outside the mansion, left a few guards next to the stables, quickly ran forward, "Master, what's the result? Have you become a baron?"

Yat pretended to be deep and took two steps with a broken face, "I am still a knight in the palace guard~"

When Ron heard this, he poured a bucket of cold water, "Master, these powerful people are really heartbreaking~"

Yat stopped and turned around and glanced at the close attendant with his head hanging down, and suddenly smiled, "Look at you, it seems like you were not promoted to baron! I only said that I am still a knight now, but I never said that I would not change my name after a few days~"

"You mean you have been promoted???"

"I'm afraid it's ~" Yat replied.

Ron ran to the stable and said excitedly to several guards: "Great, guys, our master has been promoted to baron!!"

Of course, the guards cheered.

"I'm so happy to return to the camp. Look, a little baron makes you excited. This is in front of the Earl's Mansion." Yat walked into the stable and untied the reins from the leash.

"Master, don't go back to the camp. Brother Odo and the chief sergeant took their own money to prepare a dinner for you in the tavern next to the camp in the city square, waiting for you to drink with the news of Jin Jue!"

"Yes, then, let's go have a drink tonight!"

Yat jumped on his horse and rode his horse towards the tavern.

That night, Yat drank in the Angus "friend" tavern for a night. It was not until late at night that Yat returned to the barracks with the guards, while Odo and Angus officers stayed in the tavern room to enjoy the enthusiastic service of the Besanson girl...

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Early the morning of the next morning, Yat, who had not yet woken up, made a quick preparation and led the guards to run towards Lucesen. He wanted to tell Orov the news of the promotion of the baron as soon as possible, because Yat knew that Orov played an irreplaceable and important role in the whole thing, and now at this time, the only thing that can still be separated from the court power struggle and make all sects afraid of it is the church.

In the bishop's office in the side hall of Luces Enkhwov Cathedral, Bishop Orov, the diocese of Lucesen, was still kind and kind, but his kind eyes reflected a majesty that was irresistible. This was the temperament that had been tempered by those who had been in power for a long time, and it was definitely not something that could be pretended by pinching fists and staring at them.

"Child, I feel extremely relieved to see you restore the baron with your own eyes. The Almighty God favors every pious heart, and your father, who is far away in heaven, will probably be happy for your achievements today." Bishop Orov said, drawing the holy cross on his chest.

"Thank you to the Almighty God! And also to God's loyal apostle, who shines the light of the Holy Lord on every inch of the world. Praise God and His apostles forever!" Every word Yat said to Bishop Orov was from the heart.

"Has the palace granted you a baron fief?" Orov asked.

Yat looked regretful, "The court only gave me the deserted valley where my knight fief was located as a fief."

Orlov gently stroked the ivory gilded cross on his chest with his fingers and said, "I granted you the title of baron on the frontier and will not give you a true baron fief, and the people in the palace are really too perfunctory."

Judging from Orov's appearance, Yat knew that he had expected that he would not get a real fief.

"Earl Ballwin and I have tried our best to lobby for you in the palace. This result is quite complete. As long as you have this identity, the fief can be obtained slowly after you make another contribution. You can't be too greedy for the moment."

"The Bishop is right."

When Orov saw that Yat was very aware of the current affairs, he nodded with relief.

After a moment, Orlof asked seriously: "Child, do you know why Count Ballwin was anxious to recall you to the Burgundy Kingdom and actively strive for you to be awarded?"

"I remember last time you analyzed the situation inside and outside the country of Burgundy for me, and with some secret news I have received recently, I guessed some."

Orlov nodded, "Just guess it, so that you can be more prepared to welcome everything that is coming."

"Sir, I feel very calm in the palace recently, and the whole country of Bo is calm. This is too quiet~" Yat raised his own question.

Orlof smiled, "Quiet? Child, the sky is the quietest before the storm. The more you do this, the more you should feel a sense of crisis."

"Last winter, I went to Dijon to pay homage to the chief bishop of the Principal of Burgundy. I met the Earl of Flander in the Cathedral of Dijon. I have found the chief bishop. It seems that this young Count is determined to take back the iron mount from Besançon. You still pray that the Marquis will be able to hold on the sickbed for more time..."

"Child, since you have been involved in this whirlpool, you must be fully prepared."
Chapter completed!