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Chapter 1621 The Lord
"His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Roman Empire appointed Zhao Hu as the successor of the marquis and the lord of Zhao's territory,,,,,"

Zhao Hu listened quietly, his mind went blank.

"Young Master, quickly accept the order!"

The old butler's voice brought Zhao Hu back from contemplation to reality again. The old butler who was crouching beside Zhao Hu saw that the envoy of the empire above looked more and more ugly, and his little master was still lying motionless on the ground in a daze , couldn't help pushing Zhao Hu anxiously with his hands.

Watching Zhao Hu stand up staggeringly, he took the "Lord's Appointment Letter" from the special envoy of the empire in a daze. The old butler quickly handed the special envoy a money bag wrapped in 1000 small gold coins, and said apologetically, "Lord Kane, I'm really sorry, you also know about my young master's illness, please don't mind his rudeness."

The imperial envoy weighed the weight of the purse slightly, his cold face turned rosy, and he smiled disapprovingly, "How could this be, Duke Ike of the imperial capital is my good friend, so how could I blame him for being the most beloved?" what about the grandson of

The special envoy looked at Zhao Hu who was still standing sluggishly with the letter of appointment, and shook his head with emotion, "It's a pity that the famous Imperial Falcon family is also gone now!"

Seeing the hunchbacked figure of the old housekeeper respectfully sending away the imperial envoy, Zhao Hu felt like a dream come flooding over him, and Zhao Hu couldn't help being confused for a while because of the unreliable feeling in his heart!
Seeing that his young master was in a daze again, the old butler who had been with the family for two generations couldn't help asking himself, "Is the Falcon family really in decline? Where will this once famous family go under the hands of this mentally handicapped patriarch?"

Zhao Hu lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, searching for the memory of the little noble named Zhao Hu in the memory in his head.

This is a continental plate called Hagus, on which hundreds of empires and empires of different sizes are distributed. The little lord who owns himself is a small nobleman called the Roman Empire. This family was praised by the king for its bravery in battle. "Imperial Falcon!"

The little aristocrat whom he possessed had been a sluggish person since he was a child, but there was a powerful grandfather who served as the Minister of Military Affairs in the imperial capital.

According to the traditional primogeniture system, I have just succeeded the patriarch of the Imperial Falcon family, which has caused dissatisfaction among several other branches of the family, and they all announced their departure from the orthodoxy of the family a few days ago, and officially became the new nobles.

This caused the relatively large Falcon family territory to be torn apart, and now only the relatively fertile Zhao family territory is still controlled by the orthodox family.

What should I do?The offshoots of the family are eyeing their own territory. If it weren't for the fact that the grandfather's family is powerful enough, who would this Zhao family's territory be assigned to?It is said that several side branches also went to the imperial capital to seek help, but they had to compromise in front of the tyrannical grandfather.

But for the split of the Falcon family itself, the grandfather as an outsider has nothing to do. For his mentally handicapped grandson, the tyrannical Minister of Military Affairs has only one sentence: "Falcon's wings have been broken, let it fend for itself on the road!"

Amidst the clusters of questions and confusion, Zhao Hu could no longer support his heavy eyelids, and fell asleep with a confused mind.

"Zhao Hu, you little liar! Come out, old man, I know he's in there! Go and get him out!" Zhao Hu, who was still sleeping early in the morning, was caught in the noisy fight outside the bedroom. Waking up with a start, listening to the familiar sharp and high-pitched female voice outside, the image of a middle-aged lady appeared in Zhao Hu's mind,

Mrs. Zhao Li, the younger sister of the former lord Zhao En, Zhao Hu's aunt, this arrogant woman has been working around for her son to be the head of the Falcon family. She thought that Zhao Hu, an idiot nephew, would not affect her. His own plan was in vain because of the damned primogeniture law.

"What's the noise? It's so disturbing and quiet early in the morning!"

Zhao Hu got up in a daze, and angrily opened the bedroom door, only to find that the old butler had already been knocked to the ground, and the outside was a mess. In the corridor of the stairs, the family's servants and followers The guard, being chased and beaten by more than a dozen burly men in light scale armor, fell to and fro and wailed all over the place.

According to the usual family headquarters, there are [-] guarding knights, but because they have no confidence in their mentally handicapped master, these hundreds of knights who originally defected to the glorious banner of the "Falcon Family" do not like it. , the new master who is about to take over does not report any hope, and there will be no future under an idiot lord.

The ruin of the Falcon family was already doomed, and these knights who came chasing glory and wealth would no longer stay in this hopeless place, and chose to leave the Falcon family one after another. Orthodox knights, this time Aunt Zhao Li, who is a side branch of the family, came to the door with a dozen knights, and hardly encountered any decent resistance.

After rushing to the forefront, the knight John kicked over a guard and subordinate, and suddenly found that the front of him was bright and bright, and there was no obstacle between the idiot lord and himself.

"I've caught him!" John rushed towards Zhao Hu with a strange cry, and his big hands with thick knuckles clacked excitedly.

"Master, run!" The old butler who was stepped on by a knight saw Zhao Hu suddenly appearing at the door of the bedroom. The old butler had a premonition and reminded his idiot master loudly, but found a tall and burly man. The knight, like a lion rushing into a flock of sheep, easily broke through the obstruction of the family's retinue guards, and rushed towards Zhao Hu with a ferocious expression.

"It's over, if Master Zhao Hu falls into their hands, he will definitely be put under house arrest. The patriarch of the Falcon family will be replaced again!"

All the servants of the Falcon family felt desolate in their hearts. The powerful family in the past has fallen so quickly. Has the Falcon's wings really been broken?He was reduced to the point of being bullied by a hen!
In addition to hearing Master Zhao Hu's unique high-pitched and short screams from Master Zhao Hu's room, all the people were even mixed with the crisp sound of "pa, pa". The people all stood there dumbfounded.

It's too similar to the sound of doing that kind of thing. It's understandable if there are a couple of men and women inside, but there's only that white and fat idiot and the burly John inside. Could it be that they,,,,

Imagine the burly John wriggling on a white and fat fat man, everyone feels the desire to vomit in their throats, no wonder John is so brave, no wonder he is so pervertedly excited to rush up, so there is this hobby.

"I'll fight with you!" A guard of the Falcon family, no longer ignoring the rule of death by drawing a sword in the empire, drew out his knight sword angrily, with a pair of burning red eyes on his red face, sent such a It's too insulting for a pervert to arrest his young master.

According to the regulations of the empire, drawing a sword to a knight means posing a death-defying challenge to the knight, and the challenged knight can kill the challenger without taking responsibility.

"I'll beat you to death!"

"I told you not to learn well from an early age!"

"I told you to enter other people's rooms without knocking!"

Following the sound of yelling came from Zhao Hu's room, to everyone's surprise, it was the burly John who stumbled backwards.

In front of him, everyone thought that the young idiot who had been beaten was slapping John's face fiercely with his fat palms like a storm.

The blood splashed from John's face even stained the wall a little scarlet, and everything on the contrary made the people in the hall stunned.

"I didn't expect this fat man's body to be so good, it is simply the best material for practicing Neijiaquan!"

Just when Zhao Hu saw John rushing towards him, Zhao Hu, who had awakened part of his memory, reacted naturally, but found that the blood energy in his body was running at several times the speed of his memory, which made Zhao Hu overjoyed.

In Zhao Hu's eyes, the movement of John running towards him suddenly became extremely slow, just like the slow motion in a movie slowed down by a hundred times, the whole world suddenly became silent, Zhao Hu could even feel the air around him, like a whirling nest Slowly flowing like water.

"Snapped!"

John, who had just rushed through the door excitedly, suddenly found a playful look in the eyes of the flustered fat man opposite him.

In a blink of an eye, Zhao Hu's plump palm had already slapped his right cheek with protruding cheekbones extremely quickly and fiercely. The huge force directly made John dizzy, and his two front teeth flew up. sky.

Before John could recall it, he slapped again. John felt that the high bridge of his nose that he was so proud of had been broken by the palm of the terrifying fat man. His nose was dripping with blood, and the nosebleeds scattered uncontrollably.

In an instant, John, who was slapped on the face by the fat man like a storm, felt like he was attacked by a furious bear who had just been disturbed by a hunter and woke up from hibernation angrily.

The most abominable thing is this fat idiot, still howling all kinds of "ah, ah" screams in his mouth, people who don't know think that this fat man is being beaten so badly now.

"Crack! Crack!" The loud slap made the entire hall fall into dead silence. If it was still pity for the idiot young master just now, now everyone feels a kind of terror coming to their faces. Every crisp and bright slap seems to be a slap on his own face.

Before this, no one thought that slapping, the most common form of corporal punishment, would have such power. The never-ending crisp sound of "slaps" can touch the deepest part of one's heart even if one closes one's eyes. fear.

(End of this chapter)