With the old man leaving, the atmosphere became extremely heavy.

A middle-aged man shouted, "Sith Master, wait. ”

A yin and yang weird voice sounded: "Don't shout, people are nobles, and they are different from us." Don't stand in the way of other people's prosperity. ”

It seemed that he was afraid that the old man would not be able to hear, so he deliberately raised his voice.

The middle-aged man reprimanded: "Fekkel, shut up! Lord Sith is not that kind of person.

Some time ago, the Russians captured the guerrillas, and it was the Sith master who came forward to solve it, otherwise we would have been miserable. ”

"That's it, Master Sith is a good man, my son was sick a year ago, and he helped find a doctor."

"Fekkel, I remember that your kid didn't have clean hands and feet, and he was taught a lesson by Lord Sith, you are ......"

……

It was evident that Old Sith still had a good reputation in the town, and the young man of Wickel was soon overwhelmed by the accusations.

Under normal circumstances, Fisher would never dare to show hostility to a nobleman, or he would die.

This changed with the arrival of the Russians, who were on opposite sides of the war and the local aristocracy was subjected to the tsarist government's heavy repression.

Fisher sneered: "What about Master Sith, he is now a lost dog, he can't even keep his own foundation, and he still has the face to call himself a nobleman."

The Russians have taken his land, and now he wants us to give it up together, why? ”

Seeing that everyone's eyes were full of murderous aura, Fisher's arrogance was extinguished a lot, perhaps because he couldn't wipe off his face, he still said toughly:

"Don't look at me like that, what I say is the truth, wait, maybe one day we will be sold by him to the Russian master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fist flew in front of him, and before he could understand what was going on, Fisher fainted gorgeously.

"Well done Walkoff, well done. This fly is the most annoying. If it weren't for the fact that this bastard didn't know Russian, it is estimated that he would have defected to the Russians a long time ago. ”

Everyone nodded, obviously everyone had no good impression of Wickel as a street thug.

……

In a classical mansion on the east side of the town, Baron Old Sith asked with concern, "Wright, are you ready?" ”

Wright replied, "It's ready, ready to go."

It's just Father, we just have to leave by ourselves, so why take all this waste with us? ”

Obviously, Wright was extremely reluctant that the old man was going to leave with the townspeople.

Old Sith shook his head: "Wright, you are still too young. These wastes in your mouth are the basis for our comeback.

Without this, we are no longer high fiefdom nobles. There is only one down-and-out nobleman left, how is his life, you have seen it. ”

People are cheap when they leave their homeland, and so are the nobles. Once it loses its foundation, it is actually a little stronger than ordinary people.

The Kingdom of Prussia was devastated in this war, and Berlin had gathered the nobles from all over the world, and the competition became extremely fierce.

A slight advantage in political status is no longer enough to make them stand out and live a prosperous life.

If you leave the Kingdom of Prussia, you lose this advantage in political position.

Of course, this does not mean that the name of nobility is useless. With this name, they can also reach out to higher circles and be able to integrate into the local area more easily.

The premise is that people recognize their aristocratic status, and there is no Internet to check your identity these days, so it is not easy to recognize your aristocratic status.

It doesn't matter if the big nobles with deep roots have many relatives, and there are relatives and friends who have entered the circle, and the prominent family name is the best proof.

The Sith is not a small nobleman, there is no such thing as a great ancestor, the family name is limited to a corner of the place, and no one has ever heard of it when it leaves West Prussia.

If you don't bring a group of people to help you publicize, how can you let others know your aristocratic status, and you can't just say that you are a nobleman when you meet people, right?

Looking at his bewildered son, Old Sith sighed. Some words can only be understood by oneself, and when they come out of other people's mouths, the effect is not so great.

This time, they are going to Austrian Africa, and they don't have to pay for the immigration themselves. Take everyone with you, except for a little trouble, you don't need to pay any price at all.

Not to mention selling favors, just bringing so many people over can improve his status in the eyes of the colonial government, which is enough to make the Sith do it.

The reputation of the nobility is very valuable, and a good reputation can make it easy for them to break into the aristocratic circle.

Wright complained: "Then they have to be willing, no one appreciates it, why should we get together and be bored!" ”

The officials of the Austrian Immigration Agency have already come to publicize it, and those who are willing to immigrate have signed up and left early, and now the rest belong to the love family.

"Love home" is not only because of nostalgia, but also because there is an industry here, and you have to start all over again when you leave here.

Glaring at his son, Old Sith said helplessly: "Idiot, the Russians are so tormented, who can withstand it."

At this time, how many old bottoms have not been hollowed out?

Now it is not a question of whether they want to leave or not, but the Russians are driving people out, and if they stay, they will become serfs. ”

"Serfdom" is an exaggeration, and the Russian Empire also abolished serfdom, but contract labor was not much better than serfs, and in a sense it was even worse.

As if thinking of something, Wright asked incredulously, "You mean, the Russians and Austrians ......"

Old Sith scolded angrily: "Shut up, can you talk nonsense!" Wright, you remembered for me, woe from the mouth!

If you haven't lived enough, keep your mouth shut, don't talk nonsense, don't even think nonsense. ”

What the truth is, Old Sith doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know. Sometimes knowing too much is also a sin.

Looking at his dejected son, Old Sith was a little unbearable, and after hesitating for a moment, he still held back his words of comfort.

Wright, his third and youngest son, has just turned sixteen this year, and has not yet had time to experience the ups and downs of society.

Under normal circumstances, it would not be Wright's turn to take charge. Unfortunately, in this war, the eldest son of the old Sith was killed in battle, and the second son was seriously wounded, and now he is still sick in bed, and he may be gone one day.

Suddenly encountering an accident, Old Sith had to speed up the training of his youngest son. After all, the average life expectancy is short these years, and Old Sith is already over sixty years old, and his health is not as good as before.

There were many families similar to the Old Sith in Prussia, and many noble families had succession changes.

This kind of nobleman who has many sons is good, but the worst is the only son of the nobleman in the family, and if he dies in battle, he is the heir, and that is the tragedy of the world.

What happened in Mordo was just a small episode. Since the Russians divided the nobility, the original Prussian nobility panicked and began to look for a way back.

There are so many local resources that they can't afford to support too many nobles, and competition is inevitable.

No matter how big-hearted people know, how can the tsarist government be eager to get rid of these "hostile" elements, so how can they compete with other people's descendants?

Take the initiative to find a way out and leave, and you can also take away part of the family property, and when the patience of the family runs out, you will be extinct.

……

The docks along the Baltic Sea coast are busy again, with more ships coming and going than before the war, as if they have returned to their former prosperity.

It's a pity that this prosperity is all an illusion. The bustling port city has now been transformed into a living refugee camp.

Shrewd Russian officials had leased the unowned houses in the city, along with the vacant land outside the city, to the Austrian Immigration Agency to house the departing migrants.

Emigration has never been easy, and ships have limited capacity these days, with ordinary merchant ships being able to transport only a few hundred migrants at a time, and the maximum number of people is just over a thousand.

This is already the limit, and if you increase the number of people, you will not be transporting migrants, but selling piglets.

People are not goods, they must have a certain space to move. Too much density is prone to increase mortality.

On a gray day, the old Sith arrived at the port of Kovobrzeg with his family, young and old, and the townspeople who had wandered around, and joined the waiting group of migrants.

Often there were rows of tents, and Old Sith's brows were tightened, and he couldn't afford to retreat when he got here.

After tidying up his clothes and putting on his family crest, Old Sith walked to the immigration registry.

Seeing that the person who came was a nobleman, the staff in charge of registration said politely: "Your Excellency, this is the commoners' settlement, and the nobles' reception is located in the city.

There is a special reception in the city, and you can bring your family with you. ”

Hearing this, Old Sith's expression softened. He was really scared, and the immigration department placed him with the commoners, which meant that his nobility was nullified.

Without this amulet, it will be difficult to get a foothold in a foreign land.

After a few words, Old Sith left the army with his family. The words of the staff are very clear, bringing the family with them, that is, the others do not have to go.

Not unexpectedly, as a baron, the old Sith family was given a separate courtyard as a temporary station.

The basic daily necessities are readily available, and there is a need for a maid. These are all minor problems, and if you want to emigrate and leave, you will drag your family with you, so naturally there is no shortage of maids.

After settling down, Old Sith was not idle, and the first thing to do was to visit the door.

The circle of the aristocracy is said to be big and small, and the connections of the big nobles are all over the world, and the circle of the small nobles is at the doorstep.

Old Sith is not a big nobleman, and his social circle is naturally not large, but in the aristocratic circle of West Prussia, he still has a familiar face.

When I was in my hometown, I didn't think it was very important, and I left my homeland to go to a foreign country, which is an important network resource.

Holding together is also human nature.

For several days, the old Sith took his son to the aristocratic banquet and made a lot of friends.

If it weren't for the fact that the family background is not thick and the future development needs a large amount of start-up capital, the old Sith would have wanted to hold a banquet.

Of course, this is impossible. The Russian-controlled port of Kovobrzeg, where prices are more than a dozen times higher than in normal times, is specifically aimed at them local tyrants.

The Austrian Immigration Agency only provides the most basic necessities, and you have to pay for groceries out of your own pocket, let alone hold banquets.

In addition to the high cost, it is also necessary to have enough connections to be able to withstand the Russians running over to fight the autumn wind.

The tsarist government was poor, and the newly canonized nobles did not pay bounties at all, except for their fiefs, and many nobles were poor ghosts.

In order to make a fortune, the bottom line of these people is not very high. The ongoing early tax collection is the brainchild of these people.

After a brief lunch, Old Sith was thinking about his future development plans, and the butler's voice sounded in his ears.

"Baron, I have just received news that the inhabitants of the town of Mordo will be on board and leave in three days, and we will have to wait a week later.

I've inquired about it, and the colonial government likes to scatter and resettle immigrants from the same area, with few exceptions. ”

Old Sith's face changed greatly, and "scattering and relocating" meant that all his plans in advance had to be postponed and restarted.

If you want to quickly gain a foothold in an unfamiliar area based on the residents of a small town, there is no way to implement it now.

People are old and have experienced a lot of things, and Old Sith quickly calmed down and began to analyze the causes and consequences.

He soon found the reason, on the one hand, the colonial government did not want them to join forces, so as not to make it more difficult to rule.

On the other hand, it is also the main reason. It was no longer the time when the colonies had just been opened, and the aristocracy had basically taken root in various regions.

As vested interests, these people naturally don't want to add a share of the cake, and it is really normal to restrict them from outsiders.

People are acting openly, and the reasons are very sufficient. Thinking of this, Old Sith couldn't help but show a hint of bitterness.

A moment of misstep and hatred for eternity. During the opening of the Austrian African colony, he was also qualified to participate, and even went to the African continent to investigate.

It's just that at that time, he was arrogant, not optimistic about the development of Austrian Africa, and wanted to establish a greater Prussian empire.

After tossing for decades, he finally ended up uprooted. Under the pressure of survival, I had to set foot on this land again.

If you miss the start-up period, you can't get the original shares, and when the company grows bigger, you will join it, and the treatment will naturally not be comparable with the previous shareholders.

The first group of those who took root in Austrian Africa are now descendants of Austria and are the foundational force of the colonial government.

These latecomers are at most the icing on the cake. For the colonial government, it was good to have these immigrants, but it was still possible to live without them.

Knowing it, Austrian Africa is still the best choice for the old Sith. The world is brutal, and any place is full of competition.

I can't stay in my hometown, and the economic crisis is breaking out on the European continent, so I can't even find a job opportunity to stay, so I can only go overseas to make a living.

If you don't go to Austrian Africa, where you don't have the same cultural traditions, and change places where you don't understand the written and written language, it will be difficult to survive.