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"What? His Majesty is coming back? Suvier overheard such a message, and his heart couldn't help but be surprised, this is a big deal.

The city hall is a two-storey attic with meeting rooms and studios for each hall below, and the mayor's offices and ministers on the upper floor, and the halls are not far from each other, so to speak, just a wall.

Therefore, Suvier's ears were pressed against the wall, and he could hear the roars and reprimands of the Earl of Southampton in the city administration office next door, which made the director's words more correct.

For King Edward, Suvier still has more gratitude in his heart, and less fear.

In his mind, King Edward, like Henry VII, was a wise ruler of England, and England would certainly be strong in the future.

This was not only because Edward passed the exam to admit officials, but it was possible for an ordinary commoner like him to share with the nobles and cross the class and enter high society in one fell swoop (of course, this is the main reason).

What's more, Scotland, which could not be conquered by all the kings of England for hundreds of years, was conquered by Edward at this time, which had to make the English people have full confidence in him, to be precise, the nobles and local gentlemen.

Suvier cautiously entered through the back door and sat down in a random place, while the spitting director in front of him did not notice it, and still spoke with relish.

"You must cheer up all the spirits, in the next few days, clean up all the hooligans and garbage for me, it is said that Your Majesty will come back this time, it is possible to review the achievements of the city government since its establishment, you must not embarrass me......"

Looking at the chattering figure in front of him, Su Wei could only prick up his ears and listen attentively on his face.

Not only him, but more than 30 people around him also listened to this nonsense speech together, without a trace of impatience on their faces, but straightened their backs one by one, and some even made expressions of enjoyment.

Most of the dozens were employees of the former Borough, and because of the small number of them, they had to be reinstated and contribute to the City of London.

And the people who passed the exam like Suwell were only ten people.

However, the old employees knew that they were all people valued by His Majesty and that their future prospects were limitless, so they gave him friendly glances one by one, and Suvier responded modestly one by one.

Ten minutes later, the sturdy and somewhat sven-looking head finally finished the instructions before disbanding them and letting them get moving.

To be honest, the port and terminal management department of the city government actually only plays a supervisory role, and there are not many things to convey the orders of the city government.

The managers who really do things are still the same, but the managers with more outstanding abilities are included in the city government, but in fact, the situation is still the same.

The purpose of the establishment of the port and terminal department is only to clearly divide the responsibilities, manage and appoint and dismiss the tax officials and petty officials of those ports.

So, Souvel followed an old man who had come out of the harbor and went on patrol with him.

As the port with the largest throughput in England, the scope of the Port of London is particularly large, so more than 30 people can only be divided into two people and patrol separately.

Broadly speaking, the Port of London covers a distance of 80 kilometres from the north and south banks of the lower Thames to the mouth of the river, which extends upstream through the Tilbury Harbour area across London Bridge to Tripington Pier.

To put it bluntly, the distance from the mouth of the Thames to London is under the jurisdiction of the Port of London. These include a number of docks for loading and unloading goods along the river, riverside wharves and repair docks.

Of course, the current focus of the Port of London is still at the Estuary Pier and finally the Teddington Pier, one head and one tail.

And Suwell was fortunate to be assigned to the nearest Teddington pier to patrol, and did not have to take a boat to travel dozens of kilometers away.

Although the distance is close, Teddington Pier is no longer in the city of London, it is in the Tilbury port area east of London, about five or six miles (8 or 9 kilometers) from the current city of London, and the two can only rent a horse-drawn carriage.

Sitting in the carriage, the road was smoothed a lot due to the overhaul of the road by the City of London some time ago, and soon the two arrived at Stinton Pier.

The middle-aged man in his thirties with Suville, who had been promoted from the ranks of the port tax officer, knew a lot about the port terminal, but like ordinary officials, he was stingy, greedy, and slippery.

"Mr. Bruce, it's here!" The carriage came to a slow stop, and after Sowel consciously paid the fare, he gently reminded Bruce, who had closed his eyes and rested.

"Oh! Is it? It's almost here, Come, Souville, I've brought you a sight of the Triptington Pier! Bruce sighed as if he had just noticed.

Su Wei on the side could only scold silently in his heart, his face was very calm.

With that, the two got out of the carriage and walked as Bruce introduced the various rules of the docks.

Souville listened with interest, watching as the shiploads of cargo were unloaded by the vegetable-faced dock workers, and then the ship, which had not waited too long, hurriedly docked, and could not unload the goods on board until the nostrils of the tax collector and the greedy little man came aboard to collect the taxes.

The dock workers on the side also consciously waited for the tax collector to collect the tax, and then slowly boarded the ship and unloaded the cargo under the assignment of several strong and ruthless men.

Cargo ships of all kinds filled the docks, and sweaty dock workers walked slowly with heavy loads on their backs, so that the docks were filled with the unpleasant smell of sweat.

There were also all sorts of merchants with wagons, donkey carts, and men, negotiating with the merchants on the ship.

However, Suwell noticed that the dung of various livestock and sewage, as well as the garbage thrown by the merchants, were not uncommon, and mosquitoes crawled from time to time, and the entire dock floor tiles were already blackened.

But the dock workers and the tax collectors turned a blind eye and didn't care at all, or rather, they were used to it.

Suvir frowned, looking at the filthy environment, feeling a little difficult to manage.

Just as he was troubled, Bruce suddenly brought two men over, a man with a strong body and a hard complexion, and a pot-bellied man dressed in the clothes of a tax collector with a kind expression on his face.

"Suvier, this is His Excellency Amos, the tax collector of the docks, and this is the head of the dockworkers, Gary." Bruce introduced Suvier with a smile on his face.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Sowel!" The chubby tax officer squinted in greeting.

"Honorable Lord Suvir, it is really God's arrangement to be able to meet you today!" Gary, who looks tough, suddenly looks like a stiff peasant, patting his humble ass.

Sowell didn't know why Bruce introduced himself to the two men, but years of reading had given him a good sense of self-cultivation, and he still greeted him kindly.

All of a sudden, the three of them were like friends who had known each other for many years, and the atmosphere became warm.

Bruce, on the other hand, stood aside, smiling and watching, without saying a word.

Immediately, Suvier mentioned the arrangements of the city government, and Gary and the tax collector Amos patted their chests and promised to complete the task of the city government, and agreed very happily.

Finally, at the suggestion of the tax collector Amos, the four of them went to his house for dinner, and Sowel saw that things were going well, and nodded his head in agreement.