Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 760 The Archbishop is welcome

  Xia Siyu immediately replied unceremoniously, "Is it convicted? Is there evidence? Just a few words, do you have a brain?"

   Ye Jing was about to refute, when Shen Qingye next door threw another sentence of the British emperor's homeland curse.

  She was so angry that she did not dare to speak up.

  The second crown princes of the British imperial family came forward personally to corroborate Lawrence’s improperly obtained title of lord. They still refused to admit it, and they would show evidence later and wait for the face to be beaten.

  The Chief Justice sighed and concluded, "At present, the Noble House has obtained the evidence that the old Marquis was forced to sell the Lord. Now I invite this gentleman to go back to the Noble House for investigation.

  Everyone, please keep in mind that the nobility is a symbol of the reputation of our British emperor, and no one is allowed to deliberately purchase to destroy the image and blood of our nobleman. "

   "The justice is right."

   "Indeed, noble blood cannot be tarnished."

   There are two. When it comes to blood lineage and rights, many aristocrats have spoken in support, wishing to nail Shang Yu on the pillar of shame for the British emperor.

  The situation in the private banquet hall took a turn for the worse, and the noble Marquis instantly became an object of contempt by everyone.

  Li Qiao's expression was cold and stern, holding her mobile phone and threw it on the table with a bang, her dark eyes were like blades, and she noted all the faces of the crusade.

She sneered in a low voice. Before she said anything, Shang Yu pulled her wrist from the table and gently opened her clenched fist. With a deep voice and a smile, she comforted and said: "A group of mobs, Why be angry."

  He spoke in Mandarin, which the Western aristocrats did not understand, but the Xiao family could hear it clearly.

  The second crown prince of Weston's eyes were frosty, and Xiao Yehui looked at each other vaguely, and ordered someone to greet the royal knight, "Take him back to investigate."

  Xiao Yehui bends his lips, slowly gets up, and walks towards Shang Yu and Li Qiao unhurriedly.

  In a blink of an eye, he stood behind the two, leaning over the back of the chair, and said, "Shang Shaoyan, are you satisfied with this first gift?"

The curvature of Shang Yu's thin lips gradually deepened, rubbing Li Qiao's fingers, her eyes looked cold, "Unsatisfactory."

  Xiao Yehui gave a faint smile, lowered his head again, "Then I hope it will satisfy you next time."

  He has violated the Noble Act, and once he is tried by the Noble Court, it is not so easy to turn over.

  The royal knight outside the door has stepped in at a uniform pace.

  They have a clear goal and go straight to Shang Yu and Li Qiao.

   Seeing this scene, Xiao Yehui’s eyes flashed, and he tilted his head to Li Qiao’s ear and said, “Little Qi, it’s smart to choose Mingzhe to protect yourself now.”

  Li Qiao looked ahead, with an open and willful expression, "What's the point of keeping one's body safe? It is more beautiful for husbands to sing and women to follow."

  Xiao Yehui shook his head disappointedly, "Also, it's up to you."

  At this moment, the royal knight is right in front of him.

  Shang Yu glanced lightly, still calm, the royal knight received a signal from the second crown prince of Weston, and was about to attack Shang Yu.

  He is neither a noble marquis, nor does he need to be polite.

  And then--

  The housekeeper Yin Zhihong ran in in shock, completely disregarding etiquette, and shouted in the direction of Xiao Yehui: "Duke, Prince George, Prince George is here."

  Xiao Yehui's complexion slightly condensed, his brow furrowed, "The Great Prince?"

  Even the second crown prince of Weston stood up instantly, "Really George is here?"

  Yin Zhihong nodded anxiously, "Yes, and..."

  Before the voice ended, a deep, loud and implicitly questioning voice came from outside the private banquet hall, "My brother, when has the private banquet hall become the place where the judge will be judged?"

  The first heir to the British royal family, Prince George.

  Everyone in the audience stood up instantly.

   Including Shang Yu also slowly stood up, except for Li Qiao, who was sending text messages and preparing to do something.

  The man chuckled his lips and smiled, pulling her wrist lightly, "Hey, I'll play again later."

   Opposite Silo nodded seriously, as expected to be the only archbishop who could invite Prince George.

  Prince George was accompanied by only a close knight who was accompanying him. He was a few years older than Weston. He was immersed in the authority of the royal family all the year round, but his temperament was restrained but he was very prestigious.

  Li Qiao held the phone in one hand, and looked at the great crown prince coming forward for a moment.

  If she read correctly, George seemed to smile at them just now, not only that, but he was gradually approaching them.

  Three seconds later, Prince George stood in front of Shang Yu.

   Then, Li Qiao heard the man grinning and greeting, "Prince George."

What did Prince George say?

  He gently patted Shang Yu on the shoulder, like a kind elder, "Why the archbishop is polite to me."

  Li Qiao: "???"

  What's the big deal?

  The Archbishop of the Diocese of the House of Lords?

  That is the leader of the church alongside the justices.

  Yes... she is a businessman?

  Li Qiao was stunned in a rare sense, and despite the buzzing of mobile phone messages, she ignored her.

  In contrast, the Marquis of Lawrence...what is it?

  Not to mention the justices, even Prince George can't convict the archbishop at will.

  In this situation, Li Qiao is more than stunned.

  One is counted as one, and all the nobles in the British Empire were all shocked by the ‘archbishop’.

  Archbishop...Church leader with a certain level of qualifications and influence, and even an archbishop who can coronate nobles.

  Is he really guilty of buying the title of Lord?

  The archbishop is much better than the knighthood, okay?

  At this time, Xiao Yehui was standing a few steps away from Shang Yu, his pupils shrinking and frowning.

  Xiao Yeyan also looked at Prince George in disbelief. He even wanted to ask if you have admitted the wrong person.

  Pama’s Shang Shaoyan, Nanyang’s Shang Shaoyan, how could he be the Archbishop of the House of Lords?

Mrs. Xiao was even more dazed, staring at Shang Yu with a dull expression, her brain blank.

how could be?

  Obviously violated the noble bill, and obviously is subject to the royal ruling, this kind of situation can actually be turned into a breeze...

  How much of Shang Shaoyan's side is still unknown.

  In the back row, Xia Siyu glared at Ye Jing with a full-faced face, and sneered in a low voice: "Su Yidao, according to your British Emperor's constitution, how many years will be sentenced for openly slandering the archbishop?"

  Su Moshi adjusted his cuffs, and answered simply, "Ten years upward."

  Shen Qingye gave a light cough, “It is said that church leaders can sit on an equal footing with the royal family, and slandering the archbishop is equivalent to slandering the royal family. You deserve death.

   Ye Jing couldn't say a word, and her feelings of excitement at first became uneasy instantly.

  On the other side, at the moment when Prince George appeared, Weston’s eyes were full of unknown tension and panic.

  He had no idea that things would develop to this point, so he could only walk forward quickly, bend down and salute, "Prince George, why are you here?"

  　 There is one more tomorrow afternoon.

  (End of this chapter)