After a night's rest at Wincheston Manor, he arrived two miles on the outskirts of County Tiniez the next morning.

Today, Wales is barely divided into four administrative units below the provincial level, namely Tignets County and the Wales Valley, including the border post and Boulder Town, and the "two districts" are Marciburg in the province of Códor and the city of Beaune and the surrounding land in the western border of the Saône.

Compared to the other three emerging administrative regions, Tignac, although relatively poor and backward, is the oldest and most well-organized county.

The highest civil administration system in Wales is the government office, and the county of Tinies also has a corresponding government agency, including the cantonment officer, the construction officer, the sheriff, the judge, the medical and other government offices, and the government government will also leave some of the officials close to the original county town, and then fill in the officials of the government office.

The vast majority of government offices in the county of Tignets belong to the subordinate administrative bodies deployed by the government, with one exception - the Ministry of Commerce.

Before the north-south trade route of the valley was connected, Tiniez was undoubtedly the only mature urban junction in Wales Province on the eastern route of the southern trade trade, and in order to facilitate management, the headquarters of the Ministry of Commerce and the European Comptoir were located here, while the Valley Wooden Fort was only a subordinate office of the Ministry of Commerce.

One of the purposes of Yate's hurried northward trip this time was to personally rectify the Ministry of Commerce (European Continental Commercial Bank).

The officials and squires of the county town of Tignats had learned of the Count's presence in the county last night, so they went to the south of the city early to greet them.

Tinets's officials at all levels, seven or eight squires who lived in the city, several officers of the Tignets company of the Southern Xinjiang garrison, and a large crowd of citizens lined up along the road, stretching their necks to look at the road to the south.

After a while, the horse's hooves appeared in the rising sun with the dust.

The military and political officials were nervous, but the citizens cheered loudly, and for the impoverished county of Tignats, it was absolutely shocking to see dozens of fierce cavalry rushing at the same time.

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Looking at the cavalry team that rode horses to kill Tengteng, the Minister of Commerce of the Government and the Minister of Commerce Salter, who was standing at the head of the team, looked more and more gloomy, and cold sweat had begun to penetrate from his forehead.

After dozens of steps, Salter hurried forward, his hands hanging down and his head slightly bowed in the middle of the road.

When the red horse slowed down and approached, Salter hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Mahler, "Lord Earl, the guilty minister Salter greets you. ”

The man on the red horse was silent for a moment, then slowly dismounted, walked up to Salter and patted him on the shoulder.

"Old fellow! Come with me into town. As he spoke, he waved to the officials and citizens who were waiting for him, and paced forward.

Flattered, Salter hurriedly led his horse and followed.

After entering the city, Art did not rush to the lord's hall (which doubled as Art's lord's mansion in Tignets), and after letting the Earlguard's guard enter the lord's hall, he took Ron to inspect the entire county accompanied by Salter and Lynn, the deputy minister of the cantonment department stationed in Tiniecs, and inspected the rectification and expansion of the free market in Tignets and the repair of the roads and shops in the city, and casually went to the county barracks to solve lunch.

In the evening, the military and civilian officials and the squires of the city gathered in the lord's hall, and they sang and laughed all night.

During the whole banquet, only Salter and a few of his well-informed business officers (and stewards of the Continental Comptoir at all levels) remained frowning, but kept numbing themselves with alcohol.

After the banquet was over, Salter finally couldn't help it, he was ruthless, and after obtaining the consent of the guard officer Ron, he knocked on the door of Art's inner house.

Art sat in the inner mansion office, he had already guessed that Salter would take the initiative.

Without the slightest greeting, Salter fell to his knees after entering the door, "My lord, I am guilty!" ”

Art ignored Salt, he picked up the steaming cup on the official table, walked over to Salte, and stretched out his hand, "You drank a lot of ale tonight, drink this, you can relieve hangover." ”

Salter looked up and stared at the cup in Art's hand, his eyes full of fear.

He thought of countless ways to be punished, but he couldn't imagine that the main guild he had followed for many years would directly give him death, or poison.

The cold sweat on Salter's forehead turned into tears in his eyes, and he trembled and took the steaming, leafy, brown hot soup from Art's hand and choked up: "My lord, I know that I am guilty of my crimes, and I am willing to die, but I hope that my lordship will be kind to my children for the sake of my many years of loyalty."

"Your sons and daughters have always been excellent, and I should be kind to you, and I don't need you to say much."

"Thank you, sir!" After hearing this, Salter was relieved, and put the water glass in both hands to his lips and poured it down violently with his eyes closed.

Or the poison is violent, and Salter only feels that his mouth is full of indescribable bitterness.

Salt, who had put down the glass of water, closed his eyes and knelt on the ground, waiting for the poison to strike.

After a while, there was nothing unusual except for a mouth full of bitterness.

After a long while, the bitter taste in my mouth was almost gone, and there was still nothing unusual.

Salter slowly opened his eyes and saw that Art, who was sitting back in the back chair, was holding an equally steaming glass of water in his hand, and slowly savored it.

"My lord, this?"

"It's called Kuding tea, and it's fried with the holly leaves I personally picked up the mountain."

"My lord~" Salt knocked his head on the ground, sobbing sideways.

"Get up and speak."

Salter slowly stood up with the chair beside him.

"The European Comptoir is the result of my years of hard work, and it is also the crystallization of your years of hard work, and now the Continental Comptoir is not only out of the moth-eaten scum, but also has a traitor insider, what do you think now?" Art's tone was calm, but it was freezing cold.

Salter gave up on his legs and feet, and he was about to fall to his knees again.

"That's it! I need a standing minister, not a kneeling worm! Art raised her voice.

Salter straightened his mind, took a light breath, and replied: "There have always been petty greedy people in the European trading houses, because your lord you have also said that the trading houses are no better than the army, and the water is clear and there are no fish. However, this time the subordinate steward of the commercial bank colluded with the legion and heavy officials of the legion, and I should bear all the responsibility. ”

"As for the inner ghost who has been killed by Dawson, it was indeed recruited by me, at that time, Hou Guoxinli, the palace minister began to make more and more difficult things for the European trading houses, and I was anxious to ask for a sociable assistant, so I couldn't study the background of the bastard in detail......"

"I am the head of the Ministry of Commerce and the head of the European commercial bank, and I am not immune to the blame no matter what. I also came to ask your lord for sins today with the heart of dying. Salter bowed his head and said no more.

When Salter met with the housekeeper of Balwin's mansion privately, Hawkeye, who was lurking in the firm, had already sent a secret message to the south, but when Salter learned of the true intentions of the housekeeper of Balwin, he not only sternly refused, but also immediately took the initiative to report the matter to the south, and handed the news to Dawson, the deputy captain of the task force, who was on a mission in Besançon.

Concerned about the absolute interests and the safety of the Earl of Wales, Dawson immediately led Hawkeye and the soldiers of the task force in Besançon, and stationed in the European Comptoir to begin the inventory operation......

Salter was an extremely intelligent man, and Art had no intention of being fooled by such a person.

"Salter obeys!"

Salter habitually straightened his waist.

"With immediate effect, he shall be dismissed from the post of Minister of Commerce of the Government of the Earl of Wales, Honorary Knight of the Province of Salter Medici and Director of the European Commercial Bank, retain the knighthood and the dividends of the Commercial Bank, and be demoted to the rank of Commercial Officer of the Ministry of Commerce (reduced by two levels) and Steward of the European Commercial Bank (reduced by two levels), and fined 15,000 pfennigs."

"I have given an order to Manid, the deputy minister of commerce in charge of the southern trade of the western line of Provence, that he will be transferred to the eastern front, and you will go to the western front."

"Thank you, Lord for your grace!"

"Lawrence has already led men from south to north from Provence to picket the Continental Comptoir, and in about a month he will arrive in Tignaz, where he will be Minister of Commerce and Director of the Continental Comptoirs."

"Lord Lawrence once worked in the Continental Comptoir, he will definitely be able to lead the Continental Comptoir to glory, I will definitely do my best to assist Lord Lawrence!" Salter hurriedly spoke.

Art stood up and scolded, "! Lawrence is my Minister of Construction, and he was forced to wipe your butts from the Ministry of Commerce and the Continental Comptoirs! ”

"Do you know how much profit the Continental Comptoir would lose without Salter?"

Sartic Cypd.

"Give you half a year to get back what you lost!"

"Yes! My lord!! ”