"Gotta ...... Get...... Got ......."

It was about the time to see the crowd beside the commons, the farmer and his attendants gently pulled the reins together, and the horses gradually slowed down, and slowly approached the crowd.

With the help of the last glimmer of light on the horizon, the villagers could see that on the tall horse, the four guests who had just arrived all had dry lips, dusty faces, mud stains on their robes, and looked like dust and dust, and the last attendant was even more muddy and watery, the robe of the right arm was torn several times, and the horses that had just stopped also breathed out mist, and the head, neck, chest and abdomen kept dripping a series of water droplets.

When ordering the messenger of the village to leave, Ifrit had already expected that the lord's castle would definitely react quite strongly to the major accident that occurred in the village of Ekri and the serious change in which dozens of ploughing cattle were injured at the same time.

However, when the retinue of stumbling and falling horses, the sweaty horses, and the dusty and frosty agricultural officials actually appeared in front of him, Ifrett realized that he was not really mentally prepared at all.

Barely suppressing the fear that secretly rose in his heart, barely controlling his legs that began to tremble slightly, the horse had just stopped, and Ifrett had already greeted him, bowed his head, bowed his hand, and bowed deeply: "Lord John/Akford, honorable Lord Barris, welcome to the village of Akree, you have worked hard......"

"Humph......"

Out of the corner of his eye, the steward, Lord John/Akford, the noble lord of Barris, or rather, the relative of the baron, the gloomy farmer was silent for a long time, and only after a long time did he flick his horsewhip slightly, and Ifrit, who had been granted amnesty, immediately quickly stepped aside, and at the same time let the next words deflation back to where they had been.

Driving the horses out of a short section and stopping beside the mud, the farmer's gaze fell on the three slumped men on the ground, looking from left to right, and from right to left, and so on, and so on, before he waved his whip again, and Ifrit hurried up.

"Ifrit ......" This is the first time that the vast majority of the villagers have heard the voice of the agricultural officer, and the voice is quite gentle, even a little soft:

"These three on earth are Brown, Baker, and Green mentioned in the letter? Mr. Rodriguez? ”

"Yes, sir." Ifrett nodded quickly.

"These three on the ground are the Gentlemen Rodriguez who bleed and wounded thirty-seven ploughing oxen?"

"Yes...... The old man ......" Iverit swallowed.

"These three on the ground are the Mr. Rodriguez who made the five ploughing oxen unable to get back on their feet?"

"Yes...... "Everett began to wipe her sweat, ...... old man.

"These three on the ground are the gentlemen Rodriguez who have made it completely impossible to continue the summer service?"

"Yes...... Old man......" Everett's voice began to tremble.

In answering this series of questions, Ifrit's voice became smaller and smaller, and at last it was almost inaudible, and at the same time, the agricultural officer had long since lost his first gentleness, and his already gloomy face became darker and darker, and his voice became more and more manic, and at the end of the question was like a thunderbolt out of thin air:

"These three on earth are the ones who made you! Make me! Make all the villagers here! Even the Gentlemen Rodriguez who will not be able to fill their stomachs for the next year? ”

"Yes...... Be...... Be...... Yes......" Ifrett was already trembling and couldn't answer for a long time.

The farmer did not need Ifrett's answer.

"Basser, Makul, Sima!"

"Please, sir." With the farmer's voice spitting, the three attendants immediately responded.

"Listen up!" Without looking back at all, he waved his hand again, and the horsewhip held by the agricultural officer pointed directly at the limp gentlemen of Rodriguez on the ground:

"First: take back all the livestock!"

"Second: Take back all the land!"

"Third: close the house and take back all farm tools!"

"Fourth: drag it down, it seems, wait for the Manor Court!"

"No...... Don't ...... "Master...... Please be gracious...... "Master...... Be merciful...... You can't ......"

Hearing these four merciless orders, the eldest son of the cowherd, the second son of the cowherd, and the wife of the cowherd, who had also woken up, immediately turned pale and struggled to kneel on the ground, pleading again and again, and the pleading eyes moved from the agricultural officer, the entourage, the steward, the police officer, to the villagers who were watching, but they only received countless spitts, undisguised angry eyes, and vicious curses.

As for Raditz and Sikal, the cowherd's brother and nearest neighbor, the two families had already hidden deep behind the villagers, covering their mouths so hard that they could not even stop beating their hearts for fear of revealing the slightest trace of their presence.

No longer looking at the cattle herds struggling in the mud, the farmer waved his whip one last time and shouted, "Do you hear clearly?" ”

"Yes! Master! The three attendants immediately turned over and dismounted, and bowed down at the same time.

"Drag it off!"

Immediately, three entourage, the village police officer, and a few sturdy villagers rushed forward, and the cowherd's family quickly left the villagers' field of vision, and three crying cries of pleading were heard in the distance, leaving four forcibly dragged mud marks in the mud, two of which were accompanied by deep blood marks.

Sitting quietly on his horse, the farmer's face was extremely ugly, and he looked at the west side of the village in a daze, until the cry of pleading became farther and farther away, and gradually became inaudible, and then the farmer turned his head sharply and looked at the village steward beside him.

Subjected to the stormy and continuous questioning of the farmer, and watching the farmer's complete experience of dealing with the cowherd's family, the poor steward was almost unconscious, and at this time he would rather face two knives than face the cold gaze of the farmer.

Standing in the mud, the steward's legs trembled repeatedly, his head swelled, and he heard his heart beating rapidly, and the poor little thing buried in his chest seemed to have rushed to his throat, and was about to burst out of his clenched teeth.

Poor Everett's face trembled, and he tried to control it, so that his ears opened wide, and he was anxious to cover them at all, lest he miss a single syllable that the farmer had spat out, and that he might hear another order of punishment.

It is quite possible that most of the cattle in the village were injured, which was a great dereliction of duty on the part of the village steward, and from the fact that the farmer did not hesitate to punish the cowherd's family, Ifrett understood the authority that the farmer had received, and the degree of anger from the castle baron.

"Ivlit......"

"Yes......" Resisting the urge to faint directly, Ifrett replied tremblingly.

"Talking about the specific situation of the injuries of the ploughing cattle, the situation mentioned in the letter is relatively simple...... Also, tell me what you did. ”

Thank goodness for the Juggernaut.

While describing the specific injuries of the ploughing cow and describing the way he dealt with the injured ploughing cattle, he pressed hard and pressed the heart that continued to beat rapidly, and it was only a little bit, and Ifrett directly shed tears of gratitude.

Is...... So lucky.

----

Half an hour later, to the east of the village, a simple wooden house, inside Wu Qingchen's house.

After listening to Old William's description of the injury of the cattle in the village, he sighed and shook his head......

After listening to Grace's majestic, decisive and fair description of the agricultural officer......

After listening to Idra's gleeful, or rather gloating, account of what happened to the cowherd's family......

Wu Qingchen let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately...... The cowherd's family was lucky......

True, having their livestock, their share of land, their farming implements, and their houses closed awaiting punishment by the manor courts, such families have lost all hope.

There were no beggars in the medieval world, because the natives were all beggars in the first place, and the only way out for the cowherd's family was to become serfs, and from then on, any behavior was no longer up to them.

This is also the unanimous purpose of the staff committees of the countries of the earth, to stifle all possibilities for the herd families to regain control of the village herd.

There are many reasons, but in addition to the bitter hatred of the 7 billion humans on the earth, there are two more realistic reasons:

First, if a large number of cattle are injured, the herds' families will definitely suffer losses, or at least their interests. Whether it is the Earth world or the medieval world, the most likely reaction of those who have lost their interests is to redouble their efforts to recoup their losses from the most easily profitable aspects, and the easiest aspect of the cowherd to obtain benefits is the village cattle. After a thrilling scene before an emergency awakening, the Earth world will never allow the cowherd to double down on the misappropriation of the cultivated cattle, leading to the recurrence of uncontrollable dangers.

Second, the dozens of ploughing cattle in the village represent the most advanced social productive forces in the medieval world, the living standards of the people in the medieval world, and the fundamental interests of the vast number of villagers. With such a crucial and important representative position, the countless staff groups on the earth will inevitably not tolerate the interests of a person or a family alone in it, and even affect the optimal and rational use of them.

Naturally, the cattle herd's family, who were severely punished by the agricultural officials and were bound to become serfs in the future, were lucky, because they avoided countless unbelievable, inexplicable, and unimaginable accidents.

In any case, serfdom was not all bad.

On the other hand, they became serfs, although their lives were monotonous, dull, and mediocre, they no longer had to worry about tomorrow, they would not suddenly lose their jobs---- the master whose head was caught by the door would make the slaves unemployed---- there would always be a roof above their heads to protect them from the wind and rain---- but no matter how light the rain was, it would be a little leaky---- they would be given food by their masters every day, and they would always have something to live on, and they would not die of hunger---- of course, If you don't like it too badly, or you can't bite at all, or because the food is too dirty, you have to go to the "rolling department" doctor, of course, you can't blame anyone......

Okay, okay......

Well, okay!

It was so miserable and disgusting that Wu Qingchen gave up continuing to imagine and decided to give up comforting himself.

In any case, I myself was lucky...... In any case, the outcome of the cowherd's family is a foregone conclusion, and with this result, it is estimated that he does not need to set all kinds of sinister traps, nor does he need to be helped by dozens of top psychologists and negotiators to make such a fierce determination.

During the second emergency training, the psychologists and negotiators told Wu Qingchen countless truths, but for some reason, Wu Qingchen was most impressed by two very ordinary words:

On one side is the whole world, and on the other side is not innocent family......

7 billion lives, there is no room for mercy......

Recalling these two sentences, lying on the hay bed, Wu Qingchen stroked his chest and gently closed his eyes.

Sleep, go to bed early......

If the staff committee's deduction is not wrong, it will not take long for you to get out of bed, and you will have to be busy for a long time......