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Although the immigrants came from England one by one, they were neatly clothed and tightly wrapped one by one, and they looked ready for a long time.

As a member of the immigrants, Leonard is no different from ordinary immigrants, and he can't tell that he is a hall chief, at most he is a small squire.

He, his wife and children were dressed in ordinary linen, and they didn't wear any jewelry on their hands or neck, and they looked very ordinary.

Not only them, but the rest of the immigrants also looked extremely ordinary, and if there was any difference, most of them had ruddy faces, and at first glance they were pampered.

There's a reason for that.

Although they are confused about the future, everyone still knows that human greed is uncontrollable, and only by restraining themselves can they make themselves and their families safe.

As the head of the department, his ouster was not only himself, but also involved some petty officials and squires, all of whom were dissatisfied with Protestantism.

Most of the people were scattered from him, and only two or three families were with him, and Leonard breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the figures of these three families.

With people to gather together, then in this town, the town surrounded by wild people is much safer.

Holding his young son in his left hand and his wife in his right hand, Leonard was still not at ease when he entered the town that claimed to be safe.

With his head down, he comforted his son who was a little uneasy, and turned around again to comfort his wife, who was a little worried.

Although he was a little busy, Leonard's ears were still listening carefully, after all, it was about their future survival.

Hearing such harsh conditions, Leonard's face did not change, he had already thought of it before he came.

"Give you a day of rest today, and starting tomorrow, all men and women, young and old, must get up and do things, and do not be lazy!"

Sir John held a black, mad horsewhip with his hands behind his back, and it would have been painful to be whipped.

"I'm a knight, how can I do those despicable things like those peasants!"

This is a man wearing a cloth coat, with a big belly, and a displeased expression standing up, with a somewhat angry expression and even a feeling of humiliation.

"Huh! Sir, I tell you, from this day forward, I am the greatest here, even if you were once a baron, Sir and now only a lowly and pitiful immigrant without the slightest freedom! ”

The look of contempt in Sir John's eyes was evident when he said the word "mean", so angry that the pot-bellied sir trembled incessantly.

"You, you ......" he glared at Sir John, who raised his chin in disbelief and looked at his arrogant face, and for a moment he stammered a little.

"Smack-" Sir John waved his right hand, and the whip in his hand was like a silver snake, straight towards the sir, and before he could react, a blood mark appeared on his face, a long blood mark.

Even, it seems that this whip is a little heavy, and the wound is still bleeding non-stop.

And the pot-bellied jazz was thrown to the ground at once, his hands touching the wound on his face, his mouth snorting and howling.

Because of the shortness of breath, the big round belly went up and down, which made people want to go up and sit down.

"Remember, here in the future, whatever I say is what I say, don't question, don't doubt my rights!"

Sir John's eyes were shining, he put away his bloodstained whip, approached the retorting knight, turned to the new group of immigrants, and said sharply:

"Remember, although His Majesty the King has sent tax collectors and procurators here, if I want you to die, it's quite simple!"

"If you die one, you will make up for two next month, don't think too highly of yourself, your life is cheaper than a sheep.

Today is just the first warning, and from tomorrow onwards, you will not be greeted with a horsewhip, but with death! ”

With these words, Sir John stepped on the black horse, took the rest of the militia, and quickly left.

Everyone was stunned by him, and looked at the fallen knight with pity, his expression nervous, his eyes frightened, the threat of death was too terrifying.

Then, an old man with a wrinkled face and a black and white beard came up and stood in front of everyone, holding a pen and a blank piece of paper. Behind him were two strong men, who were carrying a box of things in both hands, looking very strange.

When everyone was still shocked by Yu Wei, they didn't say a word about the appearance of this old man.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the administrator here, you can find me if you have any questions and difficulties in the future!"

The old man looked pleasant and very talkative.

"That guy is the left-behind John here. Sir Perrotte, the whole town is dominated by him, be careful, don't provoke him, or the consequences will be unpredictable! ”

The old man saw that the immigrants were still a little timid, so he explained softly.

"Next, let's go to me and register first, as a family!"

As he spoke, the old man found a stone, sat on it, flipped through his notebook, and began to prepare to record it with a pen in his right hand.

On the side, two young men opened the box and pulled out bundles of dried wooden strips the size of palms, with strange patterns carved on the back.

Seeing this, Leonard didn't know that this was an immigration registration, and he took his wife and children and became the first person to register.

"Name?" Leonard. Kauslan is 25 years old. ”

The old man wrote his name in his notebook, and then he wrote him in the column of the head of the household.

"Wife, Anna is twenty-three years old, daughter Buina, seven years old this year, and son DeSimon five years old!"

After recording it, he, like his family, obtained a wooden board from the hands of two young men with the names of the names written on it.

Of course, there is also a brief description of the appearance of several of them.

"Next—"

Hearing this, Leonard immediately reacted and moved out of the way.

In fact, there are many people, most of them families, and only five or six are single men, who are married alone.

Seventy-five was carrying his luggage, and now he was on the sidelines, waiting for His Excellency the Administrator to finish his work.

After a while, after tidying up, the old administrator continued:

"Now, take the wooden sign in your hand, go get your own clothes, and take a shower carefully!"

So saying, the old administrator turned to the crowd and said:

"Don't tell me I don't dare to take a bath, His Majesty has called for a few years, and you should all be able to accept it now!"