Chapter 742： Competition is everywhere (1/2)
As the old man left, the atmosphere became extra heavy.
A middle-aged man shouted, ”Master Sith, wait.”
A strange yin and yang voice sounded: ”Don't shout, people are noble, different from us. Don't block people's wealth.”
It seemed that he was afraid that the old man could not hear it, and he intentionally raised the voice.
The middle-aged man reprimanded: ”Faker, shut up! Master Sith is not like that.
Some time ago, the Russians arrested the guerrillas, or Master Sith came forward to solve it, otherwise we would be miserable. ”
”That is, Master Sith is a good man. My son was sick a year ago, or the doctor he helped find.”
”Fickel, I remember your kid's hands and feet were dirty, and he was taught by Master Sith, you are ...”
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It can be seen that Old Sith's reputation in the town is still very good, and Fecker's young men are quickly overwhelmed by accusations.
Under normal circumstances, Feckel would never dare to show hostility towards a noble, otherwise he would die.
This situation changed with the arrival of the Russians, because the relationship between the opposing sides in the war, the local nobility was under the suppression of the tsarist government.
Fickel sneered: ”Return to Master Sith, he is now a bereavement dog, and cannot even keep his family's foundation, and has his own face as a noble.
The Russians took his land and now he wants us to give up the land together. Why? ”
Seeing everyone's eyes full of murderous demeanor, Feker's arrogance was poured out a lot, maybe he could not wipe his face, but still tough:
”Don't look at me like that, I'm telling the truth, wait, maybe we'll be sold to the Russian master someday!”
As soon as he said it, Fist flew over head-on, and before he understood what was going on, Fickel passed out gorgeously.
”Walk, good job. This fly is the most annoying. If it wasn't for this **** who doesn't know Russian, he would have been a Russian.”
Everyone nodded, and apparently everyone had no good impression about Fecker.
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In a classical mansion on the east side of the town, Baron Old Sith asked with concern: ”Wright, are you ready?”
Wright replied, ”I'm ready to go.
It's just father, we just leave by ourselves, why do we need to bring these wastes? ”
Obviously, Wright was extremely reluctant to let the old man leave with the townspeople.
Old Sith shook his head: ”Wright, you are still too young. The waste in your mouth is the basis for our resurgence.
After leaving here, we are no longer the noble fiefs. There is only one well-known downcast aristocrat. How is your life? You have seen it. ”
When people leave the village, the same goes for the nobility. Once the foundation is lost, it is actually a bit stronger than ordinary people.
During the war, the Prussian kingdom suffered a great deal of vitality. Berlin had gathered aristocrats from all over the place, and the competition became extremely fierce.
Some political advantages are not enough to make them stand out and lead a rich life.
If you leave the Kingdom of Prussia, this political advantage will be lost.
Of course, this does not mean that the name of the aristocracy is useless. With this name, they can also access higher circles and be more easily integrated into the local area.
The prerequisite is that people recognize their aristocratic status. There is no internet identity check these days. It is not easy to recognize your aristocracy.
The big aristocracy with deep roots does not matter. There are many relatives, and there are relatives and friends who bring them into the circle. The prominent family name is the best proof.
A small aristocrat like Sith wouldn't do it. There is no such thing as a great ancestor. The name of the family is limited to a short place.
How can you let others know your aristocracy without propaganda?
Looking at the confused son, Old Sith sighed. Some words can only be realized by oneself, speaking from others' mouths, the effect is not so great.
They are going to Austrian Africa this time, and they do n’t have to pay for the migration. Taking everyone with you, apart from being a bit more troublesome, there is no need to pay any price.
I will not talk about betrayal. Just by taking so many people in the past and being able to raise the status in the eyes of the colonial government is enough for Sith to do it.
The aristocratic reputation is very valuable. A good reputation can let them easily enter the aristocratic circle.
Wright complained: ”It will only be if they are willing to do it. People don't appreciate it. Why do we need to come up and ask ourselves for fun?”
Officials from the Austrian Immigration Agency have already come here to publicize it. They are willing to immigrate to sign up and leave early, and the rest now belong to their loved ones.
”Love at home” is not only because of homesickness, but also there is an industry here, leaving here must start again.
Glancing at his son, Old Sith reluctantly said, ”Stupid, the Russians are so frustrating, who can stand it.
At this time, how many old bosses have not been hollowed out?
Now it is no longer a question of wanting to leave, but the Russians are rushing people, and they will be reduced to serfs when they stay. ”
”Serf” is an exaggerated statement. The Russian empire also abolished serfdom, but private laborers were no better than serfs, in a sense even worse.
What seemed to come to mind, Wright asked incredulously: ”You mean, Russians and Austria ...”
Old Sith scolded: ”Shut up, can this be said indiscriminately! Wright, you remember it to me.
If you haven't lived enough, take care of your mouth, don't talk nonsense, even think about it. ”
What the truth is, Old Sith didn't know, let alone want to know. Sometimes knowing too much is also a sin.
Looking at the dejected son, Old Sith couldn't bear it. After hesitating for a moment, he still held back the words of comfort.
Wright is his third and youngest son. He has just turned sixteen this year and has not had time to experience the wind and rain of society.
Under normal circumstances, Wright can't come out to take charge. It is a pity that in this war, the oldest son of Old Sith was killed and his second son was seriously injured. He is still sick in bed, and maybe he will leave someday.
Suddenly, he had to speed up the training of his younger son. After all, the average life expectancy of this year is short. Old Sith is over sixty years old, and his body is not as good as before.
Prussian families like Old Sith are more frequent, and many noble families have succeeded in succession.