Chapter 353： manor banquet one

The former knight of the Greyman family and the current master of the manor - Ferguson rode his horse slowly on the country road. The fresh air made him feel refreshed, and he thought that he could have another big drink at the upcoming banquet. , I feel happier.

Since Arda's family established a standing army, many of the old subordinates who were loyal to the Greiman family were very uncomfortable with the many new rules that Paul made for the army.

Especially those [knights] who are used to being free and undisciplined. They used to compete in martial arts, hunt and so on when they were free. How comfortable their lives are.

Let them become officers in the new army, sign in at the barracks at the prescribed time, supervise the training of the soldiers all day long, and not get drunk on weekdays... Ah! Boring and tasteless, is this still how people live?

Therefore, in the six months after the formation of the new army, nearly one-third of the family knights resigned from the army, but they swore to Paul that if the Greiman family was in danger, they would definitely come back to serve.

These knights all had manors passed down from generation to generation or bestowed by the old earl, so most of them moved out of Huxin Town and returned to the manors in the countryside, where they lived a pastoral life.

Fergus is one of them. He and Bryce, the former military chief of the Greiman family and the current number two in the Arda army, are close friends. The two often compete for alcohol together. Rice himself sent him out of town.

Now Fergus, every time he supervises the work of the people in the manor, he goes hunting with the nearby country gentry and landowners every now and then, and occasionally goes to Huxin Town to meet with his friends in the army. His life is considered comfortable.

Thinking of drinking, Fergus thought of the friends in Huxin Town. Thinking of Huxin Town, Fergus was full of emotions. Every time he went back, he could see the changes, either newly paved roads or newly built houses, It's like a big construction site that never stops. The market is becoming more and more prosperous, and there are more and more shops, bringing together goods from all over the world, even from Jiaowan, a place that can be regarded as Yahaijiao for Northwesterners.

Under the earl's governance, Huxin Town finally has a city-like appearance. Presumably, the ancestors of the Gleiman family will feel gratified.

However, the prosperity of the market has also brought about rising prices. Every time Ferguson treats guests, he feels heartbroken. Fortunately, he is a large manor owner, and a little food money will not cause economic pressure.

Another thing that makes Ferguson feel uncomfortable is that there are too many outsiders in Huxin Town, with all kinds of accents, which makes him feel strange every time he goes there.

"Master Fergus, Warren Manor is ahead."

Seeing the master walking in front fell into memory, the birth of two of Fergus' followers reminded him.

"Oh! It's almost here."

Fergus came to his senses and straightened his clothes. He came out this time to attend the birthday party of a squire. The squire's family name was Valen, and he was very famous in the southwestern part of Arda.

Turning a corner, the magnificent manor of the Warren family suddenly appeared in front of him. Fergus whipped his horse and led his followers to the gate of the manor.

The two servants at the door came over immediately to greet him. Fergus dismounted and handed the reins to the servants.

"How many people have come to your house?"

"Honorable Lord Fergus, 13 people have already arrived, and they are all gathered in the living room."

"Well, lead me there quickly."

Fergus' entourage carried gifts and entered the manor just following the master's footsteps.

After arriving at the living room, the servant standing at the door announced loudly, and immediately there was a commotion inside.

"Master Fergus, you are here too."

"It's an honor to meet you today."

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As Fergus walked slowly into the living room, many people got up and greeted him, and he responded with a smile one by one.

The reason why he was able to receive so many courtesies was because Fergus was the [knight] of the Greiman family before he retired, and Fergus was also a hero who participated in the war against pirates. Even now, he is fighting with the lord Many senior figures in the military maintain contacts.

"Welcome our hero—Lord Fergus! I am truly honored to have you here."

The owner of the manor—Master Warren, an elderly man, came to take Fergus's arm kindly, and led him to a seat next to the main seat.

As soon as he sat down, someone came over with a drink and wanted to clink glasses with him.

Chubby figure, mung bean-like eyes... The muscles on Fergus' face twitched slightly.

Isn't this the landowner Baden who caused the salt riots? Monsieur Warren also invited such people.

This Baden was severely punished after the riot was quelled. Most of his property was confiscated by Earl Greiman, and he was also deprived of his status as a tax-payer. His status was greatly reduced among the squires.

Fergus really didn't want to associate with this kind of person with a dark history—the other party was so courageous that he forged the order of the Lord's Mansion, which eventually caused a riot.

However, due to the favor of the host of the banquet, Fergus still picked up the wine glass and touched Baden dryly.

The other party seemed to realize that he was not pleasing in front of Fergus, and returned to his seat after a few simple words.

Following the roll call, the guests at the birthday party arrived one after another, and they were all prominent figures in the area.

Big cups of drinking, big mouthfuls of meat, and loud talk The banquet in the Northwest Bay is very rough, without the red tape of the rich people in the south, the whole living room is filled with noise, and the atmosphere of the banquet gradually reaches its climax.

"Gentlemen, thank you for coming to my birthday party!"

After all the guests arrived, the owner of the manor, Warren, raised his glass, "First of all, I propose, let us toast to the respected Lord Paul Greyman!"

"cheers!"

The guests raised their glasses one after another and drank them all in one gulp.

"Under the leadership of Graeman, we Arda people are finally proud in the Northwest Gulf! Last year's War of the Ustors, we Ardas made the final decision and destroyed the Ustor's plot!"

"Haha! The people of Emden always looked down on us before, and now they are under the rule of our lord, Da Rao. It's our turn to look down on them."

"Even the current Lord Duke of Northwest has to rely on our Arda's support!"

All kinds of admiration for the lord Paul Grayman echoed in the hall.

Fergus listened with a smile, and he was very proud because Paul was his loyal lord. Although during the usurper war, the earl did not summon them [old ministers], it still made him feel a little regretful.

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