son-in-law of blood

Chapter 77 Imperial Salt Industry
Being able to have such a magnificent bedroom in the imperial palace shows how favored this Third Prince is.

As for the reason for being so favored, almost everyone knows it well.

Because His Majesty, Gremory VI has always had only three children: two boys and one girl.

Unfortunately, the eldest prince Dickens died young, and the second princess was a girl.In other words, Lekton is now the number one heir to the Steway Empire!
In Lykton's bedroom, at this moment, an unusually handsome young man was stepping barefoot on the floor made of white jade, sitting at the desk with his chin propped on one hand, and looking into the distance along the window with blank eyes.

Rexton Gremory, the third prince who was loved by thousands of people, was gnashing his teeth and muttering a string of words at this moment.

If Hillen was here, it would definitely feel very familiar to hear Rickton's chanting, because what Rickton kept repeating was his name.

"Does Your Highness hate him very much? How about Neil go and kill him!" A cold voice came, and a pretty woman with snow-white short hair came over with a few plates of snacks, half of her face covered by a pitch-black eyepatch.

Rekton took the snack, sighed, and said, "Forget it, although he robbed us of our belongings, although it was hateful, he still saved our lives after all. I really didn't expect that an ordinary recruit could attract a lot of people." Assassination by outsiders?"

Neil shook his head and said helplessly, "Ordinary? Your Highness, what do you want me to say about you? We are hiring the eldest princess of the Nosnan Empire, one of the three great empires. How can you be so careless? "

Liekton reached out and pinched Neil's smooth face, and said, "Isn't it just a princess, how can it compare to my dear Neil? Ann, I didn't make it this time, and there will be chances in the future, Nuo As long as Sinan asks us, he will send his princess to Insreza sooner or later."

"Oh, by the way, isn't there a weekly meeting today? I got up late and didn't make it. Is there any news from the meeting room?" Throwing a piece of snack into his mouth, Lekton was careless asked.

Rexton took out a few documents from his pocket and handed them to Rexton: "It's nothing major, the main thing is that Governor Varian of Dorling Province submitted a document to His Majesty early this morning about the rectification of Dorre A report on the situation of smuggling salt in Lin Province."

Rekton clapped his hands and took the report. After browsing for a while, the corners of his brows raised slightly, and he said, "This old thing has a really good nose. I just suggested to my father a few days ago that we should get the right to operate the salt industry in Duolin Province." After receiving it from the royal family, this old fox hastened to show his loyalty to his father today."

Neil asked, "What's the matter? Is there a problem with the salt industry in Dolin Province?"

Lechton nodded, and said: "The problem is very serious. In recent years, the amount of salt tax paid by Duolin Province to the Empire has been decreasing year by year. According to Varian himself, it is because Duolin Province has been privately charged in recent years. Salt selling activities are particularly rampant, affecting the sales of official salt, which led to a sharp drop in salt tax. But I suspect that there are other tricks in it, so I suggested to my father that the right to operate the salt industry in Duolin Province be confiscated return."

Neil replied: "It's very strange. I remember that all the sales of salt in the empire are not controlled by the Royal Salt Department alone. Why does the governor of Dolin Province still have the right to manage salt?"

Liekton said: "Isn't it because Varian has made a lot of contributions and can handle things? I don't know how he poured the ecstasy soup on his father back then, so he took away the management rights of the salt industry inexplicably. This People will please the father, you forgot, the dragon egg was dedicated to the father by this Varian, so this old fox should not be underestimated lightly."

Neil told Rexton some other things, the two talked for a long time, Rechton stretched his waist, and said: "I didn't expect those old guys in the Military Affairs Department to be so idle, and they want to hold a martial arts competition for nobles? Find a good husband and wife for my sister? It's really interesting, half of them are buried in the coffin boards, and you still want to get involved in this kind of thing?"

When talking about his sister, Lekton had a strange and strange expression on his face, a little dumbfounded.

Seemingly understanding why Rechton reacted like this, Neil shook his head and said, "The most absurd thing is that His Majesty actually agreed, really..."

Liekton didn't care, and said: "Maybe the father just wants to see who is worth cultivating in the younger generation, so he can give them a wake-up call. We can't just let these dudes raise birds and walk dogs at home, and molested maids. Eat and wait to die, don't do anything serious, the future of the empire depends on them to support it."

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a knock on the door outside the bedroom.

Liekton nodded and signaled Neil to go out and have a look.

Opening the door, a court lady held a box in both hands and said, "Master Neil, this is a gift from the Erudite Guild to His Royal Highness the Third Prince, and it is said that he will personally inspect and accept it."

"The Erudite Guild?"

Frowning and muttering in a low voice, Neil took the box and said, "Okay, I see, you tell the members of the Erudite Guild, and I will hand over the things to His Highness."

Watching the maid leave, Neil took the box and returned to Lekton's room.

"What is this? Who sent it?" Lekton asked curiously as he looked at the box Neil brought back.

"It is said that it was sent by the Erudite Guild. Does Your Highness know anyone in the Erudite Guild?" Neil handed the box to Lexton.

"The Erudite Guild?" Rekton said in astonishment, "Who would have anything to do with those nerds? It's really inexplicable. Those people don't study hard, what do they give me? It's not the father who asked them to give me some books. Come and see."

With a low grumble, Lekton opened the box, and what came into view was a letter and a spherical object wrapped in cloth strips.

Lekton first picked up the letter, and just glanced at the name of the person who wrote the letter, he couldn't help but bit his lip and cursed:

"Why is this bastard, when did he hook up with people from the Erudite Guild again!"

Neil frowned slightly when he heard the words, and his eyes also fell on the signature on the envelope. After reading it, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he saw that it read:

"His Royal Highness Rickton Gremory, the Third Prince of the Steway Empire.

—From your dear and dear friend, Hiron Mebius. (I miss Bito’s farewell outside the city, so it’s very important to write a letter. Please don’t tear up the letter because of personal feelings.)
"This bastard, still knows how to write to me? Don't let me meet him again next time, hum!"

After secretly cursing a few words, Lekton opened the envelope and read on.

Neil quietly stood by Rekton's side, watching the expression on his face which was sometimes ashamed, sometimes resentful, sometimes shocked, sometimes thoughtful, sometimes gnashing his teeth, he was very puzzled. What exactly did Hellen's man write to his highness that could make him react so strangely.

After a long time, Lekton finally read all the contents of the letter, sighed slowly, handed the letter to Neil, and said:
"Fortunate for this bastard, I just want to put some eye drops on this Governor Varian, come on, come with me to my father's study!"

(End of this chapter)