I Am a Nobleman in England

When Li Bolin woke up again, in addition to the pain from his body and head, his sober mind was completely down, because he encountered the favorite routine of all web writers.

He crossed over!

Possessed, time-traveled, reborn in 2009, still transmigrated into an Englishman, a 21-year-old modern British second-hand youth.

Arthur Boleyn, the 29th generation heir of the Boleyn family, Earl of England, is 21 years old. His father, Francis Boleyn, just passed away two weeks ago. His mother died of illness when he was 16 years old. Another one was born later than him. In 10 minutes, the younger sister who wanted to be a star, and the idiot younger brother who went to join the army at the age of 19 and whose mathematical calculation ability did not even graduate from elementary school.

The reason why Arthur Boleyn is said to be a bastard is because this guy is completely a brainless idiot. Since his father passed away, he has naturally inherited the title of earl of the Boleyn family.

The earldom of the 800-year-old Boleyn family is hereditary and has always adhered to the tradition that there can only be one heir, and the eldest son is the legal heir. Therefore, Arthur Boleyn lying on the hospital bed is properly a newly promoted Earl of England, and he is the "truly credible and lovely partner" of the King of England.

It's just that this Earl Arthur Boleyn didn't care much about the inherited title and the burden of the family for eight hundred years. On the contrary, he was a bit rebellious. He left the country manor in a state of debt and inherited a regional newspaper and a publishing house, and returned to London, an international metropolis. He was not at all interested in the life of the country rich man.

Even in order to escape the 150,000 pounds a year to repair the manor castle, he is also planning to hand over the castle directly to the National Trust. After all, after paying the high inheritance tax, he, the earl, is just a ruined nobleman who is in debt.

Of course, this situation is not just the case of Arthur Boleyn. At present, there are about 1,000 hereditary nobles in England. There are very few nobles who are still rich and landed, and most of them have declined. Most of the high-ranking titles live a middle-class life.

"What an idiot...Fortunately, I didn't let this guy ruin his family business, and then crossed over, tsk tsk, 3,000 acres of manor land, this kind of start, although it is difficult, but it still has a family and a business, and there is no wandering street..."

At this time, Arthur Boleyn, who has taken over everything and is still satisfied with everything, suppressed his headache and complained.

As for the reason why Lord Earl was lying in the hospital wrapped up like a mummy, it has to be said that Earl Arthur Boleyn has another identity, a football hooligan abounding in England!

That's right, Arthur Boleyn has a strong body, a tall man of 1.9 meters, a body full of tendons, two arms covered with tattoos, and a big bald head. He is the death of Aston Villa Football Club in the Birmingham area. Loyalty, this is also derived from family tradition, because the Boleyn family has lived in Birmingham for generations in addition to their manor in the country.

Although Aston Villa's record hit the street, it did not prevent their fans from going crazy. Villa challenged Liverpool in an away game. Liverpool 'fans' went from abusive and hurling behavior in the streets to a big fight. The scene of the fight can be described as cruel.

Opening his eyes, Earl Arthur has changed!

So, the previous Arthur Boleyn is definitely a full-fledged bastard!

"Live in the English countryside, have a Chinese cook, marry a footbath wife, and find a French lover. Nima, this is the ideal life in many people's minds. It's not good to enjoy the romantic, comfortable and exquisite life of a gentleman in an aristocratic manor Why, why do you want to kill yourself?"

At this moment, Arthur Boleyn was talking to himself again,

However, in his heart, he was still very grateful to the original bastard who killed himself, and just as he was full of emotion, the door of the hospital ward was knocked twice, and then the door was pushed open.

Arthur Boleyn turned his head with difficulty to look at the person who appeared in front of him. He wore a white shirt with a black vest, a black bow tie and a well-fitting black suit, and wore shiny black leather shoes. A middle-aged man with a slightly sparse hairstyle, a happy face, and a helpless and complicated expression.

Paul Levol, the butler of the Boleyn family, was the lifelong best friend and the most faithful and reliable butler of his father who died of illness.

It is indeed desirable to live in the English countryside and enjoy a romantic, cozy and refined life in an aristocratic manor. But in addition to financial resources, this kind of life also needs the support of a key person.

He is the chief butler in charge of all kinds of events and servant management in the English manor - the butler. Not an aristocrat per se, but highly respected and relied upon by the aristocratic circle.

Although the Boleyn family was in an embarrassing stage of decline, butlers and servants did not disappear with it, but instead passed on these traditions perfectly.

Arthur Boleyn's father, Francis Boleyn, has taken over the title and family business since he was 16 years old. In order to keep the 800-year-old ancestral property, he has been working hard, trying his best to earn money to support his family, and struggling to support his family. The last glory of the Boleyn family.

It was okay before, but an economic crisis in 2008 swept the world, which hit the manor economy that relies on agriculture and animal husbandry to support finances. The regional newspaper in the family has been in debt for years. Supported by profits, it has long since gone bankrupt.

"Lord, it's great that you're finally awake, God bless, I was so freaked out when I got the call from the hospital, do you need some water? Hold on, let me do it, You lie down..."

At first, Arthur was a little flustered, afraid that the other party would find out something, his eyes were a little wandering, and the chapped mouth Chun just moved a few times, the other party quickly stepped forward and spoke in that gorgeous British English with a strong accent, full of emotion. full of care and concern.

Arthur Boleyn's previous English level was definitely at the level of half a bottle of water, but now, it seems that he has received the consciousness of the original owner and can fully understand it, but he is still flustered and dare not speak. Will it reveal his secrets when he opens his mouth? Anyway, he already feels a little bit tongue-tied, and he doesn't know what to do.

"Thank you, Paul."

Arthur struggled to squeeze out a smile, and said in a very "difficult and painful" voice, worried that his accent would make the other party notice something, carefully looked at the expression on the other party's face, and found that the other party didn't care, then My heart was greatly relieved.

However, short sentences are easy to say, and long sentences will eventually reveal flaws. It seems that you have to talk less and listen more, until you have fully mastered the 'noble' accent.

Fortunately, the current aristocratic class knows it well, but they don't know it clearly. While calling themselves "middle class" to the outside world, they don't deliberately say anything with an aristocratic accent. Instead, they clearly and intentionally mix East London accents. He thinks it's a 'working class' accent, so he doesn't have to worry too much about being unable to speak a BBC accent and being suspicious by those around him.