626 The Whole Family Is Disappointed with You (2/2)

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The next evening, at seven o'clock, an incessant stream of carriages arrived before the palace. In the faint music streaming through the palace gate, servants bustled about, swiftly but elegantly making preparations for the upcoming banquet in an orderly fashion.

Elegantly attired noblemen strolled in leisurely with their female companions and handed their invitations to the messenger. They did not hurry inside but lingered outside the gate chatting with their acquaintances.

This was the first dance after the Queen's ascension to the throne. For newly made noblemen, it was their best opportunity to make an appearance. There were still many vacancies in important positions, and the guests were hoping that at this dance they would be given a chance to fill them.

Among the crowd, several young people surrounded a smiling middle-aged man, fawning over his every word.

Viscount Belfast, who had recently been made Royal Treasurer, was a popular man in this circle.

The Belfast family had served the royal family for generations and had been in charge of their money. This made him an incredibly important figure. He also had shares in the East India Trading Company. He was like a leader to the new aristocrats who had made their fortunes in the Indian colonies. His stance was often the Queen's stance. If they could get some inside information from him, they'd be able to pursue their own goals more effectively. As far as his character, he was known as an honest and reliable member of the otherwise quite corrupt aristocratic circle, and worthy of trust.

Many people consulted him on his opinions on investments, hoping to get some pointers. But Viscount Belfast was not likely to divulge these, he'd only give out a little bit of private information that had already leaked out of the aristocratic circle anyway.

”Right now the East Indian colony's industry is already saturated, so it's not suitable for investment. However, there's always tea. The insects have been quite serious these last two years. The quality of some tea plantations has decreased, and capital turnover has been affected. If you buy low right now, in a few years your returns will be quite good.” After saying this, Viscount Belfast was silent for a moment, then suddenly added, ”The shipping industry that Mr. Bligh was just talking about is indeed quite a good prospect, but requires massive amounts of funds to operate. If you all are interested, I'd invite you to pay attention to domestic manufacturing...”

Following the Queen's orders, he let loose a small secret, ”Especially weaving and industry. In a few months, there will be some significant positive news in those areas.”

In the past, Belfast had always been rather vague about such things, trying as much as possible to use words like ”maybe” and ”possibly.” Rarely had they seen him so resolute and decisive.

As a weathervane for investment and financial management, everyone around him was shocked at this revelation and started asking him what inside information he had. Some people tactfully invited him to join them for a wine tasting after the banquet, expecting him to reveal a bit more there. But Belfast would not reveal any more, leaving them all quite disappointed.

Belfast had already told them half of what there was to know, but he stopped abruptly and looked stiffly down the road at the slowly approaching black carriage. He could no longer stand on formality, and after a few curt ”excuse me's” he quickly rushed over, even abandoning his own female companion.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. In a flash, they had all reacted. They shook off their dumbfoundedness and chased after him.

In all of Avalon, there were only two people who liked to take these black carriages without emblems.

One was the former Keeper of the Seal Maxwell, and the other was the former head of the Knights of the Round Table, the head of the second department, and the Secretary of the Navy, Lancelot.

And those two were no longer there. And thus, there was only one person left in Avalon who was able to ride in this nondescript black carriage.

Maxwell's heir, the new Keeper of the Seal, the head of the Inquisition, the Savior of the Nation, and the deputy ruler of the Anglo Kingdom—Ye Qingxuan!

Countless people had tried to send visiting cards and invitations to this nobleman, but none of them had ever received any response. He was so reclusive that none of them even knew where he lived. Even his colleagues on the Privy Council had only ever seen him a few times, and every time he had left just as quickly as he had arrived, never giving them a chance to talk to him.

If this was truly his first time appearing in public, who would pass up the opportunity to meet him?

Before the carriage had stopped there were already a large number of people waiting outside its door. And more people who had heard the news were starting to make their way over. Layer upon layer of people crowded around, so many that they were almost impenetrable.

The carriage door opened.

A man wearing black formal wear emerged from within. He was not wearing any medals, and his long silver hair was tied up behind his head. He was so terse as to be almost rude. Although he wore no expression, his face still seemed cold enough to dampen the crowd's mood. However, the Keeper of the Seal, who was famed for his cold nature, did not make things awkward and took the initiative to smile and nod at everyone. Then he turned and reached back into the carriage, helping out his charming female companion.

Lola.

Her long hair was done up in a bun, and she was wearing a water-blue evening gown, but no jewelry. She still had the dignified air of a scholar. Even if that had been all, her posture and appearance would still have eclipsed all the other women present.

Everyone present had already heard the juicy gossip that had circulated about the Keeper of the Seal and the professor, so it was not too strange to see them together.

After a few polite greetings, Ye Qingxuan made a dinner appointment for the day after next with Viscount Belfast and then brought Lola directly inside.

”Thank you for coming,” he said quietly to Lola.

”Haha.” The still smiling Lola turned back to the crowd, and her grin widened, revealing her canine teeth. ”Next time, take the old lady to be your shield.”

”Don't worry, don't worry. It's just this once.”

”Once you're inside get away from me as soon as you can. Otherwise, I won't be able to stop myself from hitting you.”

”Fine, fine.” Ye Qingxuan sighed and braced himself to enter the ballroom.

This was going to be a long night.