The British aristocracy of this era is different from the "jazz" titles that have become prevalent in the 21st century. At this time, all five levels of nobility can be hereditary. It was not until 1958 that there was a "lifelong title" that could not be hereditary.
"Noble", as well as Sir Alex Ferguson's kind, knighthood is just an honorary title, not a noble at all, and cannot be hereditary.
The reason why nobles can become "nobles" is inseparable from the many privileges they possess. Nobles are natural members of the House of Lords. When you become a noble, you are qualified to become a member of the House of Lords. Being a noble also means you can own a fief, so almost
All nobles are landowners. Until the 21st century, nearly one-third of the land in the UK is still controlled by the nobles. At this time, the largest landowner in the UK is not the Queen of England, but the Duke of Sutherland. The land under his name is
1.3 million acres, second only to the Church of England.
Of course, Henry is also looking forward to receiving a title. With a title, Henry can get a fief of his own. More importantly, with a title, Henry has a talisman. For example, in Dordrecht, if Henry had a title
, that major would never dare to treat Henry with that bad attitude.
The next afternoon, Lord Roberts, commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, returned to Kimberley, and Henry was immediately summoned by Lord Roberts.
As Henry's deputy, Rock got the opportunity to go to the Commander-in-Chief's office with Henry, but Rock's good luck ended there. Outside Lord Roberts' office, Rock was stopped by Lord Roberts' secretary.
"Sorry, please wait here for a moment." The secretary's attitude was quite polite, but Rock instantly felt rejected.
Henry was also surprised, but he didn't say anything. He just mouthed "Sorry" to Rock.
To be honest, although Rock felt uncomfortable, he was not surprised. After all, in the eyes of the British, Rock was just Henry's "deputy". It was enough of a compliment to allow Rock to pay homage outside the office of the Commander-in-Chief of the Expeditionary Force.
Rock.
Just wait. Although there was a chair outside Lord Roberts' office door, Roark did not sit down.
In fact, as the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, Lord Roberts was very busy. In two or three minutes, Lord Roberts' secretary brought over five or six officers and waited outside Lord Roberts' office with Roque.
Unlike Rock, those officers were all British, so although they were waiting, they did not feel humiliated. They sat on chairs and talked softly, looking at Rock with curious eyes.
This kind of gaze is very uncomfortable. Rock is not a monkey in the zoo. His skin color and hair color are a little different, isn’t he? What’s there to be curious about?!
But those British officers didn't think so. In Rock's view, the difference between him and them might be just skin color and hair color, but in the eyes of those officers, Rock might be like an elephant that broke into a high-class banquet.<
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Extremely abrupt!
Especially when Rock refused the coffee and snacks offered by the staff, this curiosity reached an extreme level.
"Hey, officer, what are you doing here?" Finally, an officer wearing the rank of colonel couldn't hold it any longer.
"Like you, I'm waiting for the summons from His Excellency the Commander." Rock was in a bad mood, and naturally his words didn't sound very good either.
"Oh -" the colonel expressed surprise meaningfully, but it was not directed at Rock: "Are you a policeman? Are you the Cape Town policeman who shot Joubert?"
If you ignore the sergeant's badge worn by Rock, then Rock's uniform is really similar to the uniform of an ordinary British soldier.
Of course, Rock doesn't think the colonel just discovered that Rock is a police officer. The big police badge on Rock's arm is still very conspicuous.
"Yes, Mr. Colonel." Roque said this with confidence. Although Roque did not kill Joubert himself, without Roque, the commando would not have killed Joubert.
"What a lucky guy!"
"Are you from the Qing Dynasty?"
"Tell us, boys, how did you do it?"
The other officers immediately talked about each other, and the fact that Joubert was killed was enough for them to ignore Roque's skin color and hair color. Perhaps this was also because Roque's English accent was relatively pure.
"Please keep quiet, gentlemen-" The secretary noticed the noise here and came over to stop it in time.
The officers immediately sat upright, with serious expressions as if they were attending a funeral.
Although he was reprimanded, Roque felt a little better. This is the reality. If Roque was just a Chinese policeman, then Roque would not be respected. If Roque was the Chinese policeman who shot Joubert, then he would be able to
Earn the respect of others.
Perhaps this kind of respect is only superficial, but it means that at least Rock is no longer a small character who can be ignored at will.
"Young man, what's your name?" The colonel straightened his back, looked straight ahead, and put his Wolseley helmet on his knees, which sounded like a line.
"Locke, Captain Locke of the Cape Town Police Department." Rock is still very proud.
"Okay, Sergeant Locke, if you can, let's have a drink together later and tell me your story." The colonel is not young anymore, at least fifty years old, but he is still very curious. "Okay, Mr. Colonel." Rock can also condense his voice into a thin line. This is actually not a skill, just like bad students passing notes to each other in class.
Well, there is no distinction between good and bad notes, good students also pass them on, but in the teacher's view, passing notes between good students is called mutual exchange of learning experience.
Henry did not occupy Lord Roberts for too long. In about fifteen minutes, Henry came out of Lord Roberts' office with a happy face.
The colonel gave Rock a confirming look, and was then taken into Lord Roberts' office by his secretary.
"Let's go, Rock." Henry winked at Rock, obviously eager to share the harvest with Rock.
Rock can't leave yet. He just made an appointment with the colonel to have a drink. It's a very bad behavior to do so.
"Inspector, let's go have a drink together later." A younger colonel stopped Henry.
"Oh -" Henry was really surprised. Rock seemed to have a very magical ability to make friends with people anytime and anywhere: "Okay, Mr. Colonel."
The other officers were obviously very interested in Henry and Rock, so they went to have a drink together. An hour later, a large group of people went to the largest bar in Kimberley. In addition to various "colonels, lieutenant colonels, and majors", there were also
There is a general wearing the rank of major general.
It seems that there are quite a few people interested in Henry and Rock.
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