Chapter 306 Honorary Earl of the Empire!

At noon the day after the Council of Elders forced the palace, public opinion throughout the empire was still boiling.

Yang Ming, who sneaked away to rest under the pretext of recovering from his injuries, had just slept for less than eight hours when Catherine pulled him out of bed.

Several maids sent by the emperor have been waiting outside the door for a long time.

"yawn……"

Yang Ming's eyes were filled with tears, just because he loved Emperor Xing deeply.

Yang Ming asked: "How's it going?"

"The House of Elders has been temporarily controlled by the defense forces, and the elders are preparing to enter the palace one by one to accept the emperor's questioning and bribery."

Catherine sat on the edge of the bed and sighed softly:

"With your help, His Majesty the Emperor not only won the Council of Elders, but also won the hearts and minds of the people. According to the survey just conducted, the people's respect for the Emperor has been substantially improved."

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Public opinion is a double-edged sword. The reason why the emperor can attract the attention of the whole people is because he rarely appears in front of the people. If he shows up a few times, the mystery and distance disappear.

That doesn’t mean it’s a good thing or a bad thing.”

"But your situation may be more dangerous now."

Catherine looked at Yang Ming worriedly, took the initiative to hold the back of Yang Ming's hand, and whispered:

"Protect yourself, do not disobey His Majesty the Emperor's will, and do not think about what you can get.

"You have shown too much limelight in front of the emperor. Hanton, your appeal and influence on the people have exceeded the limit that an autocratic emperor can tolerate."

Yang Ming frowned and looked at Catherine.

He suddenly felt that the girlfriend in front of him seemed a little different from usual.

"Catherine, did you think of this yourself, or did someone tell you?"

Catherine smiled and said: "The super reformers are all under house arrest. Except for me, our communicators have been confiscated. Who can tell me this? I am worried about you, Hanton, even if you are a knife in His Majesty's hand.

, this knife looks too dazzling."

"Well, I know this," Yang Ming smiled, "Isn't this because a bomb blew up and made me angry? It's okay. At worst, we can leave the Emperor Star together."

Catherine looked at Yang Ming and bit her mouth lightly.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Ming raised his hand to stroke Catherine's cheek and whispered:

"Don't think too much, the emperor can't attack me directly. He will give me a title, give me a reward, give me some honors, and he may deliberately not give me what I want most. But at this stage, the emperor

I will only continue to use my influence among the people.

"Catherine, have you ever thought about what the emperor is pursuing?"

"What?"

"History," Yang Ming said, "every emperor's desires are almost always related to his own historical position."

Catherine was thoughtful.

"Okay, let's rest first. I won't kiss you until I've brushed my teeth." Yang Ming pinched her cheek, "Don't worry about the super-changers. The emperor will probably arrange for you to undergo a second thought imprinting."

Catherine whispered: "You can fight against ideological imprinting, right?"

"Huh?" Yang Ming looked into Catherine's eyes, "What do you mean?"

"Bly once told me that he can plant a spiritual imprint on other super-modifiers. If this spiritual imprint is strong enough, it can resist the ideological imprint planted by the machine."

Catherine glanced outside the door subconsciously, leaned close to Yang Ming's ear, and whispered:

"I don't want to be bound again and plant a spiritual imprint on me. Hanton, let me love you, love you crazily for you, or let me become obsessed and obsessed with some small things. Don't let me become a slave of the empire again.

"I've had enough of this empire.

"Help me, Hanton."

At this moment, Yang Ming was as surprised as when he saw Kilgrove for the first time.

Catherine is not affected by ideological imprint now?

He suddenly raised his hand and hugged Catherine forcefully, holding her arms tightly. Catherine's breathing was trembling slightly, and her tense body gradually relaxed in Yang Ming's embrace.

"I will help you," Yang Ming said warmly, "Don't think too much, don't worry, I can help you with anything."

"Well, there's nothing wrong with me," Catherine responded gently.

Yang Ming kissed her gently on the forehead, but some bad thoughts emerged in his heart.

She is free now.

Free super modder.

But Catherine's initial 'positioning' was to be used as a humanoid weapon to monitor and control Bly. Her golden mask could withstand mental shock, and her brain was implanted with a chip that would detonate itself if a mental imprint was detected.

She wanted to take the risk and give it a try.

Yang Ming did not dare to let her take risks easily.

…

Yang Ming really didn't expect that he would usually trick others, but this time he would be tricked by the old emperor!

When he arrived at the palace, the old emperor was holding a family banquet. Hundreds of direct and collateral members of the Sherman family present were conducting normal aristocratic social interactions in a well-behaved manner.

When Yang Ming was brought in from the side door by the maid, his eyes immediately fell on Yang Ming.

Yang Ming's eyes passed by. The elegant prince nodded to Yang Ming. The beautiful princess cast an appreciative look at Yang Ming. The young and handsome princes looked at Yang Ming with eager eyes, as if they wanted to communicate with Yang Ming through it.

Ming established friendship to win the old emperor's attention.

Yang Ming stepped forward and gave a military salute to His Majesty the Emperor. His Majesty the Emperor suddenly raised his hand and made a gesture, and there were dense footsteps on both sides of the hall.

Is there an ambush?

Yang Ming had already begun rehearsing in his mind how he would violently attack the emperor, hold the old man in his palms, and then find a way to escape from the emperor's star.

But fortunately, Yang Ming's psychological quality is strong enough, and he neither showed a ferocious look nor showed any aggressive tendencies.

Then, two rows of honor guards in colorful uniforms ran to both sides of Yang Ming, pulled out the metal swords from their waists, and formed a crossed sword gate above Yang Ming's head.

The old emperor stood up, clapped his hands, and the music immediately stopped. The fixed-point loudspeaker equipment allowed the old emperor's voice to be heard throughout the banquet.

"Look, this is the hero of our Sherman Empire! The true guardian of the glory of the Emperor Star! Hanton!"

Applause suddenly broke out from everywhere.

The old emperor waved to Yang Ming affectionately, and Yang Ming greeted him with a smile and stood in front of the old emperor.

The old emperor took the long sword from the maid and pressed the sword tip on Yang Ming's left and right shoulders. He lightly swept the sword towards the outside and threw the long sword to the maid. He looked at Yang Ming with a smile.

A ceremonial officer on the side reminded: "Viscount Hanton, according to the imperial etiquette, when accepting the canonization of His Majesty, you should kneel down half-kneeling."

Yang Ming nodded with a smile, moved his right leg back, bowed his head and knelt down on one knee.

Mudd!

This old emperor will definitely take the opportunity to pose for photos!

Sure enough, the old emperor stepped forward, leaned over to hold Yang Ming's arm, and the photo ball flying from the side took a series of photos.

Yang Ming was helped up.

The old emperor smiled and said: "My knight, the empire is proud of you."

"Your Majesty, what is going on?"

"Of course it's your reward," the emperor smiled with squinting eyes, took the box from the etiquette officer, and handed it to Yang Ming, "open it and take a look."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yang Ming opened the box and saw a golden tulip badge, and underneath was a small scroll.

The Royal Medal of Valor is one of the top three individual medals of honor in the Sherman Empire. With this medal, you can enjoy the same treatment as a member of the royal family in any region of the empire. - It is just the same in form.

That scroll was amazing. Yang Ming opened it and took a look, and found that the material of the paper was very special, and the content on it also made his eyes light up.

The imperial honorary earl conferred by the emperor himself can arbitrarily designate a small administrative star as a private territory for a period of one hundred years.

Private property!

A livable planet!

Although it is only for a hundred years and is not a private domain that can be passed down to the family, it is still a real reward!

Not only does he own 8% to 50% of the tax revenue of this small administrative star, he also has the power to establish a private fleet and can use this small administrative star as the home port of his fleet!

Thank you, great elder.

Yang Ming expressed his gratitude to the great elder from the bottom of his heart.

If the Great Elder had not given him this opportunity, how could he have completed the promotion of the title in such a short period of time, and even obtained a small administrative star in the Sherman Empire as a century-old territory!

Then, Yang Ming winked at the emperor and whispered: "Your Majesty, cells."

"What?"

The old emperor looked at Yang Ming with his old eyes full of innocence and kindness.

Yang Ming coughed and whispered: "Your Majesty, you promised me the cells of the ancient god's life form."

"When will you be promoted to Duke," the old emperor gently patted Yang Ming's arm, "Don't worry, kid, I believe you can do it... I asked you to torment the Presbytery, but I didn't expect that you almost destroyed the Presbytery.
To be continued...