"That's what the proprietor said." The money manager had to admit that he was still a little too bookish.

"As soon as we get back to the tribe, we'll summon people." Don Keith made up his mind, whipped his whip again, and hurried away towards the sweat tent that he could already see.

Their trip, no matter how they came or went, was a quick horse, and the trip lasted at least eight days, and they rushed back in six days.

"The proprietor doesn't rest for a while?" The money steward secretly complained, this galloping back and forth for six days, his bones were about to be scattered, although the matter of calling people had little to do with him, but the master did not send a word to let him rest, so he was not good to leave without permission.

"Can't wait!" "The bandits must be found in the remaining four days," said Tanghis in front of him. ”

Around the sweat tent, no, it should be said that the whole tribe is located, is a little deserted, and the anxious Tangith did not care, and took the money steward and a dozen guards, and came to the sweat tent at a gallop to shake the saddle and dismount.

"Someone!" Dunghis shouted.

No one responded, the house slaves obviously did not expect their masters to come back so quickly, and it was late afternoon, some were busy working, some were looking for a place to be lazy, no one greeted Tanghis, and no one waited in the big tent.

Dun Keith waved his hand and let the guards rest on their own, and walked into the big tent with the money steward with a scolding face, and the money steward made two large bowls of tea with the hot water on the fire with a very good look.

"Goo-goo-goo!" Dungis drank the tea in a big gulp, and instead of putting the teacup back on the table, he slammed it to the ground.

"Bang dang!" With a bang, the exquisite tea bowl was torn apart, and Dungeis gasped, his eyes staring viciously at the outside of the tent, as if he was still breathless.

"Someone!" Another shout.

"Here, Lord Tanghis, here comes the little one." Finally, a figure crawled into the sweat tent.

"The big butler? Why are you the only one? Tangith frowned and looked at the kneeling man, "What about the others?" I don't even have a maid, if it weren't for the money manager to follow me, would I still have to make my own tea?! ”

Dunketh's voice suddenly turned sharp.

As soon as the chief housekeeper came back, he heard the movement in the sweat tent, and knew that his master was back, so he hurriedly rushed into the sweat tent when he had something to report, but at this moment, Tanghis was so angry that he forgot about the matter, and only put his head firmly on the ground, "It's all small and negligent discipline, please punish the adults!" ”

He knew Tangjith's temperament, and it would be better to admit his mistakes directly, and if he spoke out to defend himself, he would have to be beaten up.

Tangith stared at the big butler on the ground, his anger gradually subsided, after all, he was a confidant, and he was quick to admit his mistakes, and it was not easy to lose his face in front of the money manager, "You can write down this whip for the time being, and the others should be punished, you should know it in your heart." ”

"Master Xie." The big housekeeper kowtowed, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, remembered the matter, and hurriedly said, "My lord, the little one has something to tell me." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Wool harvesting!" The chief steward replied with some apprehension, he had been inquiring about the news near the valley where the sheep were shearing for the past few days, so he did not care about the affairs of the sweat tent, and the herdsmen sold wool privately, and made a lot of profits, but he could not stop it, in his heart, this was a great matter, and he did not know how Tanghis would punish him, and he was worried in his heart, but he could not help but report it.

What happened in the tribe in the past few days, Zhiwen and they didn't hide it, as long as they are not deaf or blind, they can know it, and the big housekeeper is no exception, he can be regarded as the closest person to Tangjith, so he naturally knows how Tangjith dealt with Tang Hezhi at the beginning.

Now the other party is not only fine, but also brings food, and joins another group of people, swaggering to Sunit Left Banner, openly exchanging wool with herdsmen.

What's even more infuriating is that the herdsmen led by Surut, taking advantage of the absence of Lord Tangis, took matters into their own hands and declared that the wool would be disposed of by the herdsmen themselves, and I don't know if they were stupid or took any benefits.

But the big steward can't do anything about these shepherds, with his status as a slave of the Tanghis family, people won't even look at him directly, and they won't accept his questioning and reprimand, and they want to give orders to stop this stupid behavior, let alone even think about it.

All the butler could do was write down the names of these men and report them when Don Keith returned.

What made the chief butler feel angry and faceless the most was the herdsmen under Lord Tanghis, who also drove the sheep belonging to Lord Tangis, and ran to find the gang to exchange wool for grain, but he did not dare and could not stop it.

Due to the deliberate concealment of the herdsmen, the chief steward only found out about this after Sulut publicly announced his cooperation with Zhiwen, and to be honest, it was already a little late.

Under the leadership of Muren, the herdsmen under Tangith had already sold a lot of wool and tasted the sweetness, and there were public promises from other herdsmen, especially Lord Surut's change of first and then respectfully, and somehow, they knew that Tangith was not there, and they also became extremely bold from the previous cautious and submissive.

One of the stewards who jumped out to stop the herdsmen from selling their wool was beaten in public, and after that, no one dared to feel uncomfortable with the house slaves of Tanghis.

The chief steward had the intention to teach the herdsmen a lesson, but he did not have the power to use in his hands, let alone him, even the wives and concubines of Tanghis, nor did he mobilize the power of the guards, and the old khan lay on the couch all day long, and he could not count on it.

The number of guards has been reduced a lot, and Tangith has taken some more, and the two hundred men and horses that cannot be ridden, even if the great steward can make the call, he must think about it carefully, with the current temperament of these herdsmen, if they are angry, even if the private soldiers of other herdsmen do not come forward, the herdsmen can spontaneously organize a cavalry to fight, and the number is even excessive.

If this situation really happens, the consequences are not something that the big steward can bear.

In order to win them over, Tangith not only took care of food and drink, but also managed the blades, armor and food, and their family members, many of whom herded sheep and horses for Lord Tangis, and not all of them were selling wool with other herdsmen.

Therefore, it is also a question whether these guards will make a move.

The chief butler is helpless about this these days, so he can only inquire about some news, and wait for Don Keith to come back and get an idea.

Unexpectedly, Tangith was very impatient after hearing this, "What can I do with collecting wool?" I don't have time right now, I'll talk about it when I come back in the evening. ”

"My lord, this... It's not a small matter, but you're still..."

Dun Keith interrupted sharply, "How big can it be?" Is it more than the life of Manduratu? ”

The chief butler snorted, not daring to say more.

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