I Am a Nobleman in England

　　 "In the past, how did my father deal with it?" Arthur did not rush to make a decision, and asked the butler Paul.

"Old earl, he..." Butler Paul showed a helpless look on his face, and replied with a sigh: "The old earl has always been worried about losing his territory. Although Dunsford Village will send invitations, the old earl I have never accepted an invitation. In your father’s opinion, since even the last house is gone, then the Bolling family and Dunsford Village have no fetters..."

　　 Arthur nodded thoughtfully, and declined to comment, but he didn't know how to complain about the stubbornness of the cheap father and the inexplicable arrogant jealousy. What age is it, territory? What a distant vocabulary.

　　 "Paul, what do you think I should do?" Arthur looked at the butler Paul and asked with a serious expression.

"Earl, my suggestion is to accept the invitation." Paul said with a solemn expression on his face: "I have always persuaded the old Earl to accept the invitation every year. The Boleyn family cannot stay outside the entire community. These years , Boleyn Manor is too secretive for people outside, and it is done in a low-key manner, but it is also too low-key.

　　 It has been three years since we received an admission badge for the Royal Area of ​​the Royal Ascot Jockey Club. The death of the body is not the real death, but the real death is to be forgotten! "

Arthur sat up straight, the expression on his face became very solemn, his eyes were sharp, and he looked at the butler Paul with a trace of astonishment. He confirmed again in an incredible tone: "Are you sure? I remember that my father doesn't do it every year. Did you go there?"

　　 Butler Paul showed a bitter smile on his face, sighed lightly, nodded helplessly, and said, "I'm sure, the old earl goes to participate every year, but he sits in the Jockey Club member area, not the royal area."

　　 "Hehe, the Bollings, it's really gone..." Arthur laughed at himself.

　　 The Royal Ascot Race Club is the biggest social festival in the summer in the UK. During the holiday season, the jockey club will attract the British royal family and celebrities from all walks of life around the world to attend. It is an annual event in the upper-class British social circle.

　　 The Royal Jockey Club was founded in 1711 by Queen Anne who loves horse racing. The Ascot Jockey Club near Windsor has a history of more than 300 years and enjoys the reputation of "the world's most luxurious and luxurious race".

　　 The racecourse of the Jockey Club is built according to the highest royal specifications. It is not easy to enter the royal area of ​​this racecourse. Those who apply for admission for the first time must not only apply through the official office of the racecourse, but also must be recommended by members with at least eight years of qualifications.

　　 Those who have membership qualifications can't just go there. The Queen has the final say. The Queen’s representative will send an invitation letter to the members, so that they can officially get the badge for admission.

　　 However, apart from the invitation system that does not sell tickets to the Royal District, ordinary people can buy tickets for other areas.

　　 I have to say that a horse racing event fully embodies the sense of ritual and solemnity in British culture. The Queen’s invitation and admission badge have pushed people’s sense of honor and vanity to an unimaginable height.

　　 Hearing the new earl’s self-deprecation, the expression on the butler Paul’s face also became more bitter. In fact, this result bears an inescapable responsibility with Arthur.

Why do you say that?

　　 Because the royal family has a complete grasp of the situation of the existing more than 1,000 true nobles, there are legends that female **** can even tell interesting stories in the noble circle in the past 24 hours to describe how powerful her noble intelligence network is.

　　 Arthur Boleyn’s constant deaths in the past made the royal family lose confidence in the next successor of Earl Boleyn, and may have been put on the list of decline.

Arthur, who had the great secret in his heart, became extremely sensitive. He naturally noticed the complicated gaze of the butler Paul when he looked at him. He couldn't help but think of it, and then asked with some uncertainty: "Is this the result? Am I related?"

　　 Butler Paul opened his mouth in embarrassment, and in the end he didn't say anything. He just lowered his eyelids slightly and chose silence.

"Haha, it seems that it really has something to do with me." Arthur first laughed awkwardly, shook his head and laughed bitterly at himself: "Yes, according to what I did, the decline of the Boleyn family is foreseeable, and it is really hard to blame. Others. Believe that I have become a negative teaching material in the aristocratic circle, and they are used as a joke for fun..."

　　 Hearing Arthur’s pessimistic self-deprecation, Paul, the butler who was silent, hurriedly said: "Count, those are all things in the past. Who hasn’t had a rebellious and confused youth, the key is the future, right?

　　 I firmly believe that you can rejuvenate the Bolling family and restore the glory of the Bolling family nobles! "

　　 "Thank you, Paul, thank you for your trust and support." Arthur looked at the butler Paul with some touch, and said gratefully, UU reading www.uukānshu. com "Yes, I used to be too rebellious and confused..."

As he reached out and gently stroked the gauze on his head, he laughed at himself again: "Seriously, I should be grateful for the injury this time and woke me up completely. Don't worry, Paul, I won't let the family Shame, let alone the decline of the Bolin family!

　　 I am waiting for a chance. I am not trying to prove that I am better than others, but to prove that the things lost because of me must be taken back by myself!"

At this time, Arthur’s face was firm, the eyes in his eyes were extremely bright and sharp, and the corners of his upturned mouth were full of confidence, which made Paul the butler beside him also brightened his eyes, with infinite emotion in his heart, feeling that Arthur has finally grown up. Mature. Silently said to the old earl who has gone to heaven in my heart, ‘old man, you can rest assured, Arthur did not disappoint. He shouldered the burden and glory of the Bolling family. ’

　　 "Tell Dunsford Village Committee that this year the Bolling Family will attend the opening ceremony!"

　　 "Yes, MyLord!"

　　 "Thank you, that's it, I want to stay alone for a while."

　　 "Okay, count, your injury is not healed, please take more rest and don't get too tired."

　　 Arthur nodded slightly, watching as he turned and straightened his waist. The back of the housekeeper Paul, who seemed to leave in rhythm, disappeared from the door, and then slowly leaned back on the couch, exhaling a deep breath.

　　 Nima, there are really a lot of black pots on the back of the predecessor, and it is not easy for the prodigal to turn around. . .

Ahem, it’s not that Arthur can act, but from the very beginning, Arthur set himself up as a personage for the prodigal son. Only in this way can he explain the changes and strangeness that appeared in him. Let everyone not notice his strangeness.