I am a nobleman in England

"If someone tries to criticize me, comment on my inherited property, or comment on my current dignity, then I can frankly say that they can go..."

Earl Arthur Boleyn's young and handsome face showed an unruly look, facing the BBC reporter's interview, he said without shy.

At the end of the interview, Arthur was sitting on the boss chair in the study. The rare British winter sunshine shone on him through the window. He looked at the sterling silver cross on the somewhat messy desk with a bit of distraction. He stretched out his hand to touch the necklace and felt a little painful. His head, which had grown out of an inch of hair, let out a heavy breath.

"He really saw God, and I, Li Bolin, turned out to be a nobleman in the rotten country..."

———————————— I am the dividing line of river crab——————————————

Time went back to another time and space one month ago.

It was on May 25th, 2019.

As a well-known codewriter, Li Bolin, dressed in casual clothes, walked in the antique morning market in the capital, and greeted some stall owners well.

"Hehe, isn't this a great writer? It's rare to get up so early."

"Get out! I'm not a fool. I recently confiscated good things and took them out to make me stunner."

Li Bolin walked to a street stall full of all kinds of antiques and smiled and cursed with the owner of the street stall. As an Internet writer who writes antiques and can support his family, he still has some understanding of antiques. Of course, no. Love, he can't write web articles well.

"Hey, you see it's really time for you to come, and there are really good things, but it's not from our celestial dynasty. I received it from a foreigner, your palm."

With that said, the stall owner turned around and took out a box from his backpack, opened it, took out a silver-white cross necklace with a chain and a little blackened silver from it, and handed it to Li Bolin.

As soon as he took the cross and looked at the carving craftsmanship on it, Li Bolin's eyes couldn't help but light up, turning over and looking at the English artistic font on the cross.

"Even if you earn...the whole world, but you lose yourself, what's the point."

Li Bolin took the magnifying glass, carefully looked at the letters on it, read the sentence in a subtle voice, looked at the inscription on it, Li Bolin narrowed his eyes, took the magnifying glass away, and placed the cross in his palm. After finishing, said to the boss: "What price?"

"Ten thousand..."

"Why don't you grab it!" Li Bolin said directly.

"Hehe, although it's not a celestial object, it's definitely a Victorian jewelry. The foreigner who sold me is an aristocratic ancestor, a proper family heirloom."

"Bah!" Li Bolin snorted and said with a smile: "A silver jewelry and a story, you dare to ask for ten thousand, Pharaoh, you are crazy, one thousand."

"You'd better give it back to me. How can there be such a counter-offer? You sincerely want to give you the next one thousand. Cost price..."

"1500."

"Ahem, if you make a bargain like this, don't say anything, it's 8,000..."

"2000." Li Bolin didn't take the other party's words to heart, and added five hundred.

"Oh, I'm going, I have a bad temper... 7500 is the least."

......

"4500."

"Little plum, why are you picking like this now? You weren't like that in the past. Things are definitely good things. This can't deceive people. Forget it, for the sake of old patrons for so many years. Take it away."

"You don't want to come here. If you don't make money, you will let go?" Li Bolin smiled and scolded and took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay. While wearing the necklace directly around his neck, he felt a little excitement. The thing is indeed an old thing. He just saw it. The manufacturer on the cross remembers S.Bro's, the Birmingham seal, and the date corresponding to the letter b is 1901, which is indeed something of the Victorian era.

The little common sense of these foreign antiques came from when he looked up the information when he was writing novels. Although he can't write all the letters, sometimes knowledge is wealth.

"It wasn't me who picked it up. Isn't this what happened recently? My novel has been harmonized and I don't have money to eat. Of course I need to save some money."

"You, write less discordant content! By the way, what I told you last time, how are you thinking about it? People are still waiting for a letter, but you can't see you, they also have something in the capital. room..."

"Stop, I can't take it, really, thank you Uncle Wang, I am full now, the whole family is not hungry, it is good to have fun, talk about marriage, let's forget it, see you later. "

With that said, Li Bolin stood up, moved his legs and feet, said hello, turned and left.

Since the death of his grandmother, he has no relatives. As for the woman who gave birth to him, I heard from my grandmother that he never returned to China after the age of three. As for his so-called biological father, I heard that it was only the woman who went abroad to go abroad. The idiot used has never appeared in his life.

It is no wonder that Li Bolin has a handsome face that allows him to travel through the flowers. After all, it is a product of a Sino-foreign joint venture...

"Hey, you brat..." Looking at Li Bolin's back, the old Wang also shook his head and laughed helplessly, and sighed."It's also a poor child. Love... It's so nonsense!"

Li Bolin walked around the morning market for a while, and didn’t find anything. After checking the time, he took the cross necklace from his neck, and looked at it with joy, while crossing the road as usual, preparing to eat on the opposite side of the road. Early.

"boom!"

"what--"

Bumped into flight!He's meowing, he doesn't know whose house will be cheaper...

This is Li Bolin's last consciousness, and then there is endless darkness.

I don’t know how long it took, a ray of light became brighter and brighter, allowing Li Bolin to slowly break free from the darkness, opening his eyes with great difficulty, the light spinning around the world, and the ethereal and vague noise sounded in his ears. The headache that had been difficult to restrain, made him Fainted again.

"Doctor, Doctor..."

A dizziness, nausea and uncomfortable feeling made Li Bolin regain some consciousness again, faintly opened his eyes, and the white ceiling caught his eyes. He wanted to turn his head to observe the surroundings. The sharp pain from his head made him make a painful sound.

"Arthur, youwakeup?"

A vague and unfamiliar foreigner's face appeared in front of Li Bolin, asking loudly with surprise in his tone.

"Arthur?'

Li Bolin was at a loss, his nervous brows frowned, and he murmured, his head buzzing with a headache, a strong ringing in his ears, and some memories that did not belong to him flashed in his mind madly.

I don’t know how long it took, Li Bolin’s eyes were dull and murmured, “I’m wearing a second-hand body.” He tilted his head and fainted again, leaving only a dumb face, wearing a suit and combing his hair. The meticulous middle-aged man called the doctor again.