My British Empire

  Chapter 145 News came

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Seeing Earl Allen lying in the arms of his servant, Earl Wellington felt a little guilty in his heart. Is it too much to treat such an old man? Besides, the Wellington family and the Hamilton family have been in contact for hundreds of years, and they still need Miss some old love.

   "I'm so sorry, Your Excellency the Regent!" Approaching Earl Allen, Earl Wellington bowed apologetically.

   "Hmph—" It's a pity that Earl Allen didn't appreciate it. He turned his face away and stopped looking at him. Obviously, his anger has not subsided.

"Gentlemen, come to the palace and sit for a while now! Her Majesty the Queen Mother is waiting for you!" Earl Wellington saw that the effect was not great, and he stopped sticking his hot face to his cold butt. More and more nobles and ministers said.

   "As for your family members, they can return to their residences, but you will be living in the palace for a while!"

  His lord Earl raised his chin, and said arrogantly to a group of Scottish ministers and nobles.

  Different from Earl Allen, for these people in front of him, Wellington felt that they did not have the qualifications to be symmetrical with him, so he could be as arrogant as his tone was, and he deserved as much as his expression.

   For such unfair treatment, everyone secretly hated in their hearts, so they could only endure it silently in their hearts, with apologetic smiles on their faces. They are just captives now.

  It was already midnight in Edinburgh at this time, the moon was dim, and the night wind was blowing everywhere, making the Earl, who was just sweating, feel a little cold.

  The temperature at night is a bit low. In order to prevent these noble gentlemen from getting sick, the Earl can only urge them.

   "Okay, don't make it look like life and death, everyone, please don't worry, there are plenty of rooms in the palace."

  The Earl of Wellington made a posture of inviting people, while saying goodbye to his wife and family. The nobles could only bite the bullet and walked towards the royal castle under the care of the English soldiers.

   "Arrange people to occupy the city gate immediately, don't let those French occupy it!"

Guarding the nobles on the side was Raymond Robert, who had been in command of the cavalry. He was also a son of a nobleman. His father was a baron from Lincolnshire. As a young man in his thirties, it could be seen that he had great fortune future.

  The Earl tilted his head, leaned over and whispered in his ear, looking at Major Dio from the corner of his eye from time to time.

   "Also, guard the city gates closely, don't let a single person go out, and don't let anyone in! Unless there is my order!"

   "Yes! Your Excellency the Earl!" Although Raymond, the commander of the cavalry, felt a little strange about this order, he still responded loudly.

  Puting his chest out, Raymond led the hundreds of people in his hand vigorously and began to occupy the city gate.

   Watching Raymond leave with gratified eyes, he then shifted his gaze to Cooper who was doing the registration work.

  Showing a smile, the earl waved at him. For such people around the king, he should try his best to please.

   While he was doing the work of registering his noble status, Kubo suddenly saw the Earl of Wellington waving at him, without hesitation for a moment, Kubo walked over directly.

   "Good day! Lord Earl." Cooper greeted respectfully, "I think the Queen Mother of Scotland must be doomed. I am ashamed of your contribution!"

   "Haha! It's not worth mentioning, this is just something in our plan."

  The earl was scratched to the itch, and immediately smiled, pretending to be relaxed.

   "Lord Earl, according to my statistics, there are currently 136 nobles captured by us, and 96 members of parliament!"

   "Basically, all the nobles and MPs in Edinburgh have been wiped out. It can be said that with these people, Scotland is basically up to us to choose!"

   After chatting for a few words, Cooper began to report his statistical results, which seemed very satisfactory.

   Sure enough, after listening, Earl Wellington immediately raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth, and couldn't close his smile.

   "Oh! This is so satisfying, Mr. Cooper, you did a good job!"

   He casually praised Kwakubo, and Earl Wellington finally remembered his purpose.

   "Mr. Cooper, please inform His Majesty the King immediately that we have successfully completed the task, and ask him to move to Edinburgh."

   "Yes, Lord Earl!" Cooper just remembered that he still had such a task, and replied with some embarrassment.

  The Lord Earl looked at Cooper who was leaving, and then at the Scottish nobleman who was dawdling, and immediately shook his head.

  Cooper slowly left the team, turned seven times and eight times, passed one alley after another, and then came to the back door of an ordinary residential yard by a ghost, and knocked on it with his hand.

   Soon, the dwellings were lit up, as if oil lamps were lit.

  A powerful footstep slowly approached the back door, and a man's voice came from inside the door.

   "Who are you? Who are you looking for?"

   "I'm Angel No. 68, looking for Angel No. 6!" Cooper knew that this was a secret code, and casually corrected a sentence of his own.

   "Crack—" The small wooden door in the backyard was opened immediately, and a typical Scottish man appeared in front of Cooper.

  Brown and messy long hair, red rosacea nose, exuberant chest hair and beard, coupled with the typical Scottish dress - Scottish checkered kilt, just like a Scotsman.

  In fact, he is indeed a Scot and a member of Darkblade Development. In front of a lot of money, nothing is impossible.

   "Hey! Gary, are you okay!" Looking at Gary who was walking staggeringly, Cooper asked with concern.

   "No, it's nothing, it's a small matter, I drank too much today, I'm used to it!"

  Gary, who was a little awkward to speak, said indifferently, then ignored Cooper, and went back to sleep by himself.

  Cooper shook his head with a smile, ignored Gary who was walking and drifting, and went straight to the backyard, and walked to his pigeon coop.

   After getting the support of Dark Blade, Gary bought this relatively large courtyard, and rented out a few rooms by the way. At this time, Cooper came here as a lessor.

  In fact, the people who rent houses here are all from Dark Blade, and this is also one of their main strongholds in Edinburgh.

  Come to a pigeon coop the size of a cabinet, lift off the black cloth covering it, and instantly the whole yard is filled with the sound of pigeons chirping.

  After feeding a little more food and water, the three pigeons calmed down.

  Take out a pen and paper from the room, and write on a small strip: Successfully completed. After these few words, I rewritten two sheets, a total of three sheets.

  Cooper slowly picked out one, rolled the long strip into a ball, and stuffed it into the small cylinder at the pigeon's feet.

   After that, all three pigeons flew to London with their mission.

  (end of this chapter)