Chapter Eighty-Five: The Calm Before the Storm
Zhu Ping's loud voice attracted the attention of all the nobles present, making Lippi, who had just finished trading with him, tremble, and making Gast, who had walked to the door, stop.
Without waiting for these viewers to speak, Zhu Ping said bluntly:
"Barons, let's gather here, don't play any tricks, if you really want to solve the problem, if you want to help Baron Puke seek justice, go directly to the king, just find Xiao Nong and Lin Zheng, why waste time here.
I'm sure you're all here for one purpose, but no one wants to be the first to speak, flattering each other until tomorrow......"
Zhu Ping paused deliberately, wanting to see if any nobles wanted to interject.
After waiting for nearly a minute, the nobles in sight were either impatient, calm, or expectant, although everyone had a different look on their faces, they all kept silent and waited for Zhu Ping's next words.
They're waiting for a budding bird...... Zhu Ping sneered in his heart and continued: "The territories, people, and money of the nobles are sacrosanct...... Is this sentence a joke or not?
From the Hall family's point of view, this sentence is a joke, there is a fart sacred! β
After saying this, which was extremely vulgar in the eyes of a gentleman, it attracted the angry eyes of many old barons.
A group of guys who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard...... Zhu Ping showed a sneer and said, "As a nobleman, he can't even raise the private soldiers under his hands, so what kind of aristocrat is it?" β
"Shut up!" One of the barons, who was in the line of Viscount Xiao Nong, was indignant.
Poor creature who doesn't want to face the truth...... Zhu Ping looked at the baron and sneered: "What's the matter, how many soldiers do you have under your command, can you transfer them?"
You can't tune it out!
You spend money to raise, spend resources to cultivate, and cultivate the aristocratic private soldiers, but in the end you can't control yourself, is this your soldier? β
The baron felt offended by Zhu Ping's words, and refuted angrily: "Just talking about us, can your family's soldiers be transferred?" β
"Absolutely! I just wiped out the gang in the Lower Street Harbor two days ago, and you don't know this baron! Zhu Ping showed an interested look.
I don't mind taking the conversation back from here again.
The Hall family is different from them, the Hall family has military power.
The baron who opened his mouth immediately closed his mouth, unwilling to discuss this topic again, for fear that if he continued to talk about Zhu Ping's topic, he would touch some taboo.
"Coward!" Zhu Ping glanced at the other party, then ignored it, pulled the topic back on track, and said, "The situation in Orlanton is not right, and everyone here knows a little bit.
I suffered minor injuries last week when I was assassinated on the High Street, and two days earlier Baron Puck was assassinated in the noble castle on the street.
The nobility is no longer safe, it is no longer an inviolable noble being, because 'there are people' or 'many people' are no longer willing to abide by the sacred covenant between the nobles.
That being the case, we need to unite against the dangers that are coming. β
Zhu Ping's words are for this purpose.
The presence of these nobles in the arbitral tribunal was also for this purpose.
Huddle for warmth!
That's all.
It's a pity that no one dares to be this bird, and no kind and brave nobleman dares to touch this invisible taboo set up by the big nobles.
But Zhu Ping dared.
Because he is already an outcast of the king's lineage, he doesn't care if the king will dislike him.
Barefoot is not afraid to wear shoes.
Zhu Ping has no human feelings, only pure military strength, and he is not afraid of any unspoken rules except for overwhelming power.
Seeing that no one stood up to oppose it, Zhu Ping knew that his plan was half successful.
Hit the railroad while it was hot: "In this case, it is better to set up a noble mutual aid association today."
The existing order has not yet collapsed...... Before the change, when the nobles encountered an irresistible threat, how about the nobles helping each other? β
Zhu Ping said what this group of nobles wanted to say but didn't dare to say, and for a while, there were voices in the arbitration tribunal.
"Baron Hall is right, and Sir Ben agrees."
"Sir Ben also thinks that the Mutual Aid Society is feasible."
"But since it's a noble mutual aid association, naturally there must be a talker!"
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When Zhu Ping became the first person to speak, and the sky fell and he carried it, the nobles who didn't dare to speak were naturally much more active.
Soon it was about power.
"I'm not talented, I think the person who talks about the mutual aid association is me." Zhu Ping naturally took the lead, and he killed Baron Puke, including the first one to speak today, for the purpose of this.
He wanted that power.
These aristocrats are an extremely swaying force, similar to wallgrass.
Only care about their own interests, and run with whichever side is stronger.
This is the reason why Zhu Ping assassinated Baron Puck and easily blamed the black-clad assassin team, he wanted to make it impossible for the nobles throughout the whole process to continue to be ostriches.
forced the nobles to huddle together for warmth.
Of course, if the three nobles pointed the finger at the Mutual Aid Association, they would not hesitate to run away and leave Zhu Ping alone.
But it's still a clichΓ©: something is better than nothing!
The dispute of interests between the nobles is a zero-sum game, and allowing this group of wall grasses to be wall grass is itself a weakening of the three nobles.
As for the power of these wall grasses, they are not available.
As long as you don't have any hope for these nobles, in line with the idea that if you can use it, you can earn it, and it doesn't matter if you can't use it, it is a sure deal.
Whenever power is involved, it is natural that discordant voices will be heard.
"After all, Baron Hall is still young, so it's a little inappropriate to be a talker!"
"The position of the person who spoke needs to be carefully considered, and this matter must not be reckless."
"If you old friends don't mind, the position of the speaker can be temporarily in the hands of Sir Ben."
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Zhu Ping looked at Baron George, who was speaking, with an undisguised sneer on his face: "George, it's okay if others fight, you are still the talker?" β
"You can do it, why can't Sir Ben?" George was a little timid in the face of Zhu Ping, but in the face of such a huge amount of power, he naturally would not give it to the other party.
Now that he is disgusted by Viscount Xiao Nong, getting the identity of the person who speaks is a good opportunity for him to turn the tables.
Zhu Ping looked at George contemptuously, not feeling that this was an opponent at all, but he still seriously criticized: "Your friend, it seems that none of them will end well."
What's wrong? The last friend is done with the pit, and I'm going to pit the next one, right? β
"Sharp teeth!" George's chest heaved slightly, but he still pretended not to care.
Zhu Ping smiled and said, "Okay! This is called sharp teeth, so the thousand fully armed soldiers and horses in my hands are also called sharp teeth?
George, can you afford to give you the position of the person who speaks?
What do you take on this responsibility!
The poor worm who pretends to be smart and has no absolute strength and can only play a little clever, which is really a shame for your ancestors. β
The lethality of the last sentence to the nobles was off the charts, and Zhu Ping specially learned it from Xiao Lina, a simple sentence, and the angry George left the scene angrily.
Not only George, but Gast, who was hiding at the door, also quickly left the place, probably going to Lin Zheng to report the news.
Zhu Ping is not worried about someone tipping the news, after all, it is useless to worry.
At this time, the nobles standing in the arbitration tribunal are not single-minded, and when the front foot goes out, the back foot will pass every word present to the mouths of the three nobles.
But what does it matter?
Barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, anyway, he has already made enemies with the three nobles, and it doesn't matter how disgusting they are.
If nothing else, these three nobles are suspicious of each other at this time, and it is expected that Xiao Nong, who has lost a lot of money in the game, will be furious.
The reason why the three nobles did not respond at all.
It is a herald of calm before the storm.
War is about to break out!
Zhu Ping kept thinking about gains and losses in his mind, and the smile on his face was still the same, and he said, "The idle people are gone, let's continue to talk." β