Imperial Capital South Station.

There were not many people on the spacious platform, and basically, there were Imperial soldiers wearing iron-gray uniforms.

Salian was also wearing a uniform of an Imperial Army general without a military rank. He was wearing a dark gray winter coat on his shoulders and a thin cigarette roll in his mouth. He stood on the platform a little lazy.

The cold wind whistled, blew along the smooth and cold railway tracks, swaying across the platform.

On the platform, iron-gray figures stood still like cedars, and the cold wind circled between the iron-gray figures. The iron-gray figures made the platform look so cold and quiet.

There are no people, no flags, no gongs and drums, and no fireworks and colorful flags. Let alone countless flowers and petals flying down from the sky.

Compared to the grand welcoming ceremony held at Tulun Port, Salian's arrangement on the platform is more like the scene of handing over serious prisoners, extremely solemn and extremely solemn.

On the entire platform, there were only a few colors standing in the corner of the platform, a military band of hundreds of people. They held various musical instruments, wiped the shiny musical instruments, and were wrapped in several colorful silks. This was the only bright color on the entire platform.

When Joe and Gorgin walked onto the platform surrounded Hesen, Salian was spitting the cigarette butt in his mouth on the platform, and casually stepped on it, crushing the cigarette butt to pieces.

Seeing Joe and Gorkin come up, Salian raised his hand and waved to his brother two times.

Then, Salian noticed Hesen beside Joe and Gorkin. He raised his brows, walked slowly two steps towards him with his hands on his back, and nodded from afar: "If I'm not wrong, this is Lord Hesen von Weitu?"

Hesen also spat out the cigar butts held at the corner of his mouth. He stepped forward two steps forward, took off the heavy bear-skin hat on his head with his right hand. The cold wind blew, blew the hair on Hesen's head. Hesen's face wrinkled, revealing a strange expression of being extremely uncomfortable with the coldness of the imperial capital.

He bowed slightly to Sallyan: "Then, you must be the respected His Highness Sallyan von Heidra Fort... Sorry, Your Highness, I am just curious, so I followed Gorkin and Joe to see the fun. It seems..."

Hesen blinked and glanced at the deadly and air-conditioned platform.

"Ah, I'm Salian... We don't have to be so polite, you can call me by my name." Salian smiled and nodded to Hesen: "I've heard of your welcoming ceremony in Tulum Port, but this is the imperial capital."

Salian smiled and stomped his right foot gently on the platform, as if he was intentionally trying to strengthen the persuasiveness in his words.

"I gave Qiao an appointment, so he can do everything he wants... Come here to see the fun, of course such a small thing can be done." Salian smiled, with his hands behind his back, then frowned slightly, and looked up and down at Hesen.

"But, it seems, I..." Salian frowned. His wise and cold eyes became a little confused for a moment, and his eyes lost focus: "Uh, Hesen, we have never met before, right? But, how do you say it, I always feel that you seem familiar."

Hesen widened his eyes and laughed loudly: "Ahhh, can you make your Highness familiar? This is my honor... Hahaha, does Your Highness feel like an old friend to me?"

Hesen smiled and took out a brass texture from his chest pocket, wrapped in lambskin, making an extremely exquisite cigar box. He took out a delicate cylinder made of sterling silver from the cigar box, pulled out a carrot-sized cigar from it, and handed it to Salian.

"I saw that you were smoking a 'Desert Iron Camel'... This tobacco, although strong enough, is obviously not mellow enough... Try this? 'Black Gold Wire'... Its price is equivalent to the same volume of gold!" Hesen raised his eyebrows at Sallyan with pride.

Saliano looked at Hessen in a little surprised.

He was stunned, and then suddenly laughed: "Hesen, Hesen... OK, yes, I felt an old friend's breath in you... It's so interesting, my memory is not bad, I'm sure it's the first time I have seen you, but this feeling is good."

"Desert iron camel... This kind of cigarette is very unpopular. I didn't expect you to recognize it?" Salian took the big cigar handed over by Hesen, and gently flicked his fingers, and a black flame rose from his fingertips, igniting the cigar easily.

Behind Salian, a cold-looking and stern-looking person, with a wolf-like look, and fierce, Hydra Secret Guard in the uniform of the Imperial Lieutenant General, suddenly stepped forward and pointed to the cigar on Salian's hand.

Salian shook his head slightly, and the Hydra Secret Guard retreated back to his original position, motionless and silent.

Salian flicked his fingers gently, and a cold light cut open the cigarette butt of the cigar, and a small piece of cigarette butt fell on the platform. He held the cigar in his mouth, took a deep breath, and breathed a big cigarette ring comfortably.

Hesen laughed.

"Of course, as you said, the cigarettes like Desert Iron Camel are very unpopular and have not sold very much, but in the empire, there are always some loyal fans... So, the merchant ships of the Vitu family always get a batch of goods from the place of origin every year." Hesen shrugged: "If I'm not wrong, all the desert iron camels in the Deren Empire are goods from the Vitu family's Rose Chamber of Commerce."

Hesen blinked his eyes, he glanced at Salian and hurriedly added: "Of course, all the iron camels in the desert have paid taxes!"

Salian narrowed his eyes and looked at Heisen deeply: "Ahh, it seems that you have some business...haha!"

Hesen also laughed "hehe".

Salian shook his head, reached out and patted Hesen on the shoulder: "For the first time we met, but we should be old friends, Hesen...Viglar, he mentioned a lot of things related to you in his letter."

"My honor, Your Highness!" Hesen bowed to Salian again.

Joe and Gorkin widened their eyes at the same time.

There are many hidden contents in the conversation between Hessen and Salian, which makes people unable to think about it carefully. Once you think about it carefully, you will feel creepy inexplicably.

Joe has always believed that the Marine Trade of the Vitu family was strongly protected by Duke Ross.

However, what I saw and heard in Tulum Port before, Joe discovered that Hessen and Viglar, the inspector general of the Southern Special Administrative Region, also had a good relationship. The interests of the Viglar family in Tulum Port must have been protected by Viglar.

But now the conversation between Hessen and Salian...

Viglar is Sallyan's person, which is something that everyone with a little bit of identity in the entire imperial capital knows - Viglar, Sallyan's cousin who grew up with him was the most loyal fighting dog around Sallyan.

Everyone in Tulun Port knows that Viglar's life is very simple, even like an ascetic monk, a little harsh on himself. In all aspects, Viglar's expenses are very simple.

If Vitujia and Viglar had some exchange of interests...

Listen to Salian's words - 'We should indeed be old friends'!

Wow, the profit that the Vitu family dedicated to Viglar may eventually flow into Salian's hands?

Let’s take a look at Fericket, the beloved son of the second emperor Conrad, in Tulun Port, the dignified member of the royal family and the great duke of the empire, actually racked his brains in Tulun Port to make money!

The royal family is short of money too!

Salian…

The smell of desert iron camel cigarettes, Joe tried it, and it was indeed a inferior tobacco that had no other benefits except for being strong and exciting enough.

Salian often holds such cigarettes in his mouth.

As Salian, even if he is not like Hessen, he treats top cigars like eating and drinking water every day... he can at least change to a more high-end, better taste and more mellow cigarette.

He didn't need to hold this terrible desert iron camel all day long and swallow the clouds and smog in full view of everyone.

Hesen just said it very clearly. This kind of cigarette is very unpopular, but within the Delun Empire, there are a group of loyal fans!

How high is Qiao's IQ now? Among ordinary people, he belongs to the top group of smart people.

He vaguely noticed something.

Those loyal fans were not the generals of the Imperial Army Department, officers, and soldiers, right?

Salian, is he doing this by himself, advertising the desert iron camel cigarette?

Can't think about it anymore, think about it anymore, haha...

The cigarettes like Desert Iron Camel are so unpopular that their overseas supply channels are only in the hands of Hessen - and after Salian showed his unique love for Desert Iron Camel... Even if there are potential competitors who want to compete with the Vitu family for this market, they will not be able to find a source of goods!

A true monopoly on transactions!

Qiao was not very clear about some of the family's business inside information, but he thought about it seriously. It seemed that when he was in the Lanyin corridor, he accidentally saw that the officers under Gorkin's hands were all iron camels in their chests!

The entire Imperial Army was smoking the desert iron camels?

Tsk...tsk...

Joe looked at Hesen with great admiration.

This old guy... this old guy who looks honest and simple on weekdays and is harmless... Even without the contributions made by Qiao, Hesen's title would not be a big problem, right?

Joe looked at the shiny golden star on Gorkin's shoulder.

He looked at the badges hanging on his chest again.

He suddenly felt that Gorkin's meritorious service and the badges and medals he had obtained seemed... not too difficult to understand, right?

"The weather in the imperial capital is a bit different from Tulun Port, very different." Salian and Hesen stood shoulder to shoulder on the platform, each of whom was holding a big cigar and spraying clouds: "So when you go out, Hesen, you have to be careful."

Hesen smiled and said, "I have always been very careful, Your Highness. I can't stay in the imperial capital for a few days. After the New Year celebration, I will go back to Tulun Port... However, Tulun Port may also change the weather, and the weather over there will become uncomfortable."

Salian shrugged, looked back at Joe standing beside him and laughed.

"Your two sons will stay in Fort Heidra."
Chapter completed!