The secret meeting between Rector Meunier and the Governor was unknown to no one except Mayor Stanley, a witness.

But in the short time leading up to lunch and the 2 p.m. meeting, Sean saw Mr. Chancellor jumping up and down, chatting with people everywhere, and his mixed expression.

It seems that Mr. Principal has not gained much, but he is not pessimistic.

The General Assembly Hall is in the shape of a circular staircase, which surrounds the central podium and podium.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the delegates returned one after another, and everyone sat around.

Among them, the clergy are located in the first circle, closest to the podium, and they always occupy an important place in the political life of the country, and as early as the decree issued by Carlos I, they clearly expressed their respect for the provisions of historical traditions:

"The Archbishop, the Bishop, and the other clergy are the first rank in my empire. For all major occasions, ceremonies, and meetings, they should be placed in the first row. ”

Religion and imperial power are always interdependent, religion needs imperial power to maintain its authority and divinity, and imperial power needs religion to endorse to justify it, and the emperor cannot be recognized without the blessing of the Pope of God.

Another example is the loss of the church to the emperor this time, compared to the wealth owned by the church, although it is only a drop in the bucket, but the emperor does not dare to persecute too much.

It was difficult for the aristocracy, who had been emasculated from the control of the local government, to rebel, let alone the church, and the clergy who gave up marrying and having children had only a special hobby of accumulating wealth.

The nobles were behind the high clergy, and the third was at the back, and all three sat in a circle of steps in front of the other.

The meeting was chaired by Darson Sières, a banker from Poitou, the largest shareholder of Banco Poitou I, chairman of the Interbank Commission of Genoa, and a permanent member of the Estates-General.

Governor Byrne, Poitou Mayor Stanley, and Assistant Governor and Commissioner of Revenue William Doyle, Assistant Governor and Treasurer Alexis Tocqueville, as well as several senior officials from the City of Poitou, sat behind Siyes in turn, waiting to be questioned.

As soon as Siyes rang the handbell, before he could speak, a man with a loud voice stood up:

"Your Excellency, if the main purpose of this Estates-General meeting is to set up another name to collect taxes, please excuse yourself. Perhaps Mr. Siyes can personally consider borrowing money from the province, anyway, you have money in the banking industry, specializing in lending, you like black and white, and you are known as a child, and we who are farming mud legs will never object. ”

"You ......" Siyes's face turned pale with anger, but he was also the number one person, and he was publicly ridiculed, and he didn't even say the foreshadowing of announcing the agenda of the meeting first.

What is the agenda of the meeting? It is nothing more than the imposition of a security tax, which is something that everyone knows very well. In the past, he had been collecting public security taxes and had a patrol regiment of 1,000 people.

It's just a name!

People of the third rank, someone deliberately and rhythmically slapped the table in the back, someone made a strange sound in the throat, noisy.

Some even sang:

"In that faraway place, there was a pearl, and her name was Genoa. ”

"On that golden seashore there was a beautiful woman, and her name was Poitou. ”

"The land there is rich and productive, the people there are hardworking and kind, and the girls there are beautiful and affectionate. ”

"Ahh......h Magnificent Genoa, my lovely homeland, how shall I stop giving to you?"

"Ahh......h Beautiful Poitou, my beautiful lover, how can I stop thinking of you?"

The song grew louder and louder, and more and more people were humming along, and she was catchy and soothing, containing the wanderer's longing and infinite love for Genoa and Poitu.

This is one of the most well-known folk songs of Genoese people, especially Poitu people. People sing quietly when they meet, when they worship or when they take a break from work.

Sean has heard it countless times.

His Excellency the Doge, however, had a dark face, for he was not a Poitou, or even a Genoese, but a "Yankee".

Siyes, the presiding officer of the meeting, who is also from Poitou, is very embarrassed, not a human being inside and out.

Delegates were not only angry at the damage to their own direct interests, but also worried about the growing economic burden. The industrial and commercial economy of the southern cities has reached a bottleneck.

In 1830 the province of Genoa paid a total of about 10 million louis, which is certainly not comparable with the richness of the north, especially the province of Gyeonggi, but it is almost twice as much as the total tax paid by Genoa in 1820 in 1820.

On a per capita basis, the burden on the peasants of Genoa is more than 20% higher than that of the peasants of Gyeonggi.

You know, this was created at the end of last year when some of the unpaid taxes were frozen due to the disaster.

The most pitiful of all are these peasants, who have to pay taxes on more than half of the output of their land, and then deduct the costs and set aside enough for the next year's investment in the land, as well as the living needs of their family members, and have nothing left. The vast majority of peasants had to find another way to earn money to support their families, and at the slightest wave, they had to borrow usury.

The singing stopped, and people sat there in silence, protesting silently.

Although the people who sang were not the peasants, on the contrary, they were the richest part of Genoa, and they would not even look at the poor people head-on.

But on this occasion, a feeling of hatred for the enemy was quietly brewing.

The Genoese, nay, the entire 12 southern provinces, were overwhelmed by the heavy taxes.

To the surprise of most people, Rector Meunier, who was sitting at the back, stood up:

"Your Excellency, I have asked for the floor!"

"Please come down, Mr. Headmaster. Siyes said in surprise, breaking the awkward silence.

In full view of the crowd, Meunier descended the steps to the center of the synagogue.

"Distinguished Ladies and Gentlemen, allow me to speak first, for I have been a silent spectator in the past, because no matter how eloquent you may be, and no matter how much you quarrel and talk about it, the community of academia that I represent will not gain anything from it. To be the silent majority, it has a great advantage, that is, to protect oneself. But today I had to take the lead. ”

"As you all know, at the end of last year, His Majesty the Merciful Emperor and the Cabinet exempted us from taxes for two years, excluding of course indirect taxes, which were levied by the tax company, and they were the enemies of most of you here.

As a token of the Emperor's benevolence, His Excellency the Doge exempted all taxes such as military service, poll taxes, and discounted road contributions, as well as additional taxes on the basis of military taxes, and the peasants who had been struck by the calamity had been ruined.

This part has nothing to do with all of you here, because you have the privilege of never paying the taxes that these 'inferior' people pay. ”

"Who are the inferior people? Don't say that you bourgeoisie, that is, the nobles and adults who have come here today, your ancestors have gone to the bottom of the matter, aren't they also born with mud legs? Are you naturally noble?"

"If you have real mercy on the peasants, show your generosity!

The people outside the city are waiting to be fed, have you ever lowered the price of food? Have you ever hired a few more domestic helpers? Even our faculty members at the University of Poitou, they all have a bunch of relatives who have fled to live in their homes, and their own salaries are often in arrears!"

"And you, black-robed priests who claim to be the spiritual masters of the nation, I have heard that your dwellings are very luxurious, with a large number of servants, and that the land you keep requires you to run around on horses for days, and that the rats in your granaries are so fat that they can't run, and that your cash drawers are so full of gold that they can't be locked. ”

"Put away your cheap tears! you should be ashamed, everyone!"

This Mr. Principal, who changed his previous quiet and polite style, was impassioned, foaming at the foam, and became a big troll who shocked everyone.

He scolded everyone and walked back to his seat without saying a word.

Many glared at him, Viscount Brandon almost fainted, and the delegates who graduated from the University of Poitou bowed their heads, because they had been taught to be free and fraternity at the university.

It was Governor Byrne who stood up, and he walked to the podium:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I just received terrible news. ”

Byrne waved the letter in his hand and said in a very heavy tone: "Minsk has been captured by the mob!"

The news was like a cluster grenade thrown at calm water, causing an uproar. The first place the Genoese would have reached was the province of Saint-Nouvé if they had traveled overland to the Holy City, passing through the nearest route in the Ott Mountains.

Minsk is the capital of the province of St. Nouv.

"Your Excellency the Governor, do you know what you are talking about? Minsk has tall and strong bastions. Someone stood up in surprise.

"God, it's hard to believe, has the situation in the north been so rotten?"

Byrne stretched out his arms and pressed down, saying:

"I actually received this news yesterday, and I don't believe it. I did not believe that the peasants had such power, but this morning the terrible news was confirmed, and I received a personal letter from the Governor of St. Nouvé.

A group of armed peasants was not terrible, but the True God elements became their leaders, shouting slogans of killing all the nobles, the priests of God and all the rich people, seducing more people, robbing and killing innocent people everywhere. ”

At this time, the head of the secret police department, Daley, personally led the people and carried in a stretcher, covered with a black linen.

Sean and Viscount Lincoln looked at each other and smiled. Sure enough, when Daley lifted the sackcloth, someone fainted on the spot, and the doctors among the conference delegates hurriedly stepped forward to rescue him, and the scene was chaotic.

Werewolves, terrible werewolves.

In the past, such monsters were cared about only when they were children. Elders and mothers often use this legendary monster to scare them so that they will obey.

But today, the legend is confirmed, even though it was only a embalmed corpse that could not jump up and eat people.

This male werewolf is the size of a tall, strong human, with a lot of body hair on the outside, especially on the face.

The most striking feature is that the werewolf has a prominent snout, except that the nails can be curled up, but it is not as exaggerated as the wolf, and the teeth in his mouth are long and sharp.

If this werewolf wears human clothes and wears a hat, he will not be able to see what is different from a human when he looks at it from behind.

This is similar to the legend that the werewolf was originally a human being, but because of greed, he stole the demon's wine and became evil.

His chest and limbs are muscular, his legs are especially strong, and it is clear that he has a great ability to run.

The priests, led by Shakley, drew crosses on their chests, and the buzzing synagogue gradually fell silent.

(There is still a chapter at 20 o'clock in the evening)