Oglais has served the Thorn family all his life, and as his grandson, Tolstoy, even if he is only a groom now, Wren will not let him be a groom for the rest of his life. As Wren's position www.biquge.info of power continues to increase, he will inevitably take on more important positions in the future. The butler may not be his turn, but there is something else to do.

Therefore, Tolstoy was not bothered at all that he was just a groom today, and he was particularly attentive to his work. Besides, he can be regarded as Wren's henchman!

The northern part of the city is a slum, and even the third-rate capital of Siucus, which has a small population and no economic backbone, is facing the problem of wealth disparity. The northern part of the city is closer to the ice field, while the southern part of the city is closer to the south, which is why the people of Chuikusius saw the northern part of the city as a dwelling place for the poor. In fact, this is not without reason, the cold wind blowing from outside the city first passes through the north of the city, and after being diverted by the buildings in the city, the cold wind is not as strong as it was in the north of the city.

The wealthy people settled their properties in the southern district of the city, and then began the confrontation between the rich and the poor and the "hatred". People are always inexplicable things, obviously they don't know each other, but because of where they live, they will look down on each other, or hate each other. Whether it's this country, this world, or another world.

Tolstoy walked through the streets of the northern part of the city, and he wore well-made clothes, not at all like a groom. The people who were squatting or standing on the side of the road leaned against the door frame or the wall, their cold eyes constantly sweeping over him, revealing a kind of alienation and a faint hatred.

"Excuse me......", he was about to open his mouth to ask where Norton lived, and the pedestrian he stopped in front of him bypassed him and continued to walk his own way, Tolstoy looked at the man's back speechlessly, crying and laughing. What does that mean? Expressing dissatisfaction with wealth? A smile of pity and disdain tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he reached into his pocket, pulled out two silver coins, and weighed them. The crisp sound of the sterling silver coins hitting each other is very loud and very pleasant.

The sound of the gold coins in the Imperial currency is very dull, and the sound of the copper coins is too dry, but the sound of the silver coins is crisp. When many thieves choose to steal from them, they can often tell whether there are silver coins in the other party's money bag and how many silver coins there are through a simple physical impact.

It wasn't that the noisy street fell silent in an instant, and people looked greedily at the silver coin in Tolstoy's hand, and Tolstoy suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that his actions were a little too idealistic, this was a slum, and if someone rushed out and stabbed him, just to take the silver coins from his hand, wouldn't he suffer a great loss? Before those greedy eyes could turn into dangerous ones, he shouted loudly, "I want to visit Mr. Norton, who can show me the way, these two silver coins, they are his!"

The apathetic people instantly became enthusiastic, shouting about where Norton lived, which was not far away, only two streets away. Tolstoy hurriedly threw two silver coins into the air, quickened his pace, and immediately left this place of right and wrong. When he reached the end of the street, the group of men who had fought for the ownership of the two silver coins suddenly dispersed. He glanced back, and a man with a sharp knife was holding two silver coins, looking at the unwilling people around him unruly, and sneering from time to time.

What a savage place!

Where did Tolstoy, who grew up living in the south, ever see such a scene? In the south, there are more job opportunities and more affluent, especially in the cities near the sea in recent years, where almost all of them have made a fortune from cross-border trade. The risks of sea transport are extremely high, and the Krakens in the sea and the raging weather make every fleet traded across the sea costly, but at the same time give them the power to make huge profits. In particular, at the beginning of this year, several maritime merchants developed stable shipping routes to the allied countries, which pushed the maritime boom to a higher position.

There is a difference between the rich and the poor, and the people here are like wild beasts!

Grabbing the scimitar that was hidden by the clothes around his waist, Tolstoy picked up his pace again.

Luckily, it's not far from the Norton home.

In fact, he didn't need to worry too much, when he said that he was going to visit Norton, it meant that he was already safe in the north of the city. Never before would a Norton guest get hurt in the north of the city, and even the thief tried his best to avoid socializing with Mr. Norton's guest. As one of the most prominent figures in the city, both the rich and the poor here have given Norton the respect he deserves.

Norton's yard was larger than the others, and it looked much cleaner, and Tolstoy knocked on the door, and the door slowly opened. He was startled by the dry and harsh creak of the woods rubbing against each other.

"Who?"

Tolstoy immediately sorted out his appearance, Norton was not an aristocrat, not a decent person of high society. But Tolstoy is, he is educated, personable, and will not let himself become sloppy just because the other party is an ordinary villain.

"Hello, the letter you sent has already been read, and he asked me to come here to contact you, saying that you have something you need here. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Tolstoy did not say Wren's name, but only used the simple word "adult" to express it.

Norton sat in the courtyard, the real cold winter had passed, and the sun at this time brought warmth. He raised his eyes to examine Tolstoy carefully, and nodded noncommittally, "Oh, my lord? Hehe, I don't know which one?"

"Isn't it clear to you about the letter you sent?"

In the face of Tolstoy's rhetorical question, Norton hesitated, he was not sure if this was a temptation from Gahel, in fact, Gahel has not been less troublesome in recent years. Just as he hesitated, Tolstoy smiled faintly, turned around and left, "I'm sorry, I may have found the wrong person." ”

Where could Norton sit still at this time, he immediately stood up and chased a few steps, "Wait, wait, I remember." With an embarrassed smile on his face, he grabbed Tolstoy's arm and tried his best to look innocent, "I remember, it was indeed the letter I sent the people." Come on, let's come in. ”

Tolstoy looked at him coldly, then nodded with a straight face, and with a wave of his sleeves he followed him into the back room. In less than a minute, he had quietly taken the initiative and dominated the conversation.

Don't look at him as just a groom, Oglais taught him a lot, all he lacks is opportunities.

Entering the house, Norton closed the door, making the room a little dark, and the two sat on the old yellowed rattan chairs, and Norton said thoughtfully: "The letter is indeed sent by me, and I apologize to you for what happened before, to be honest, I have been choked by Gahel over the years." You see, I've been forced to the north of the city, so I have to be careful, and I hope you will understand. ”

There is nothing a governor hates more than a force that is not under his control in his own territory. The previous governor was too moderate, and the former governor probably regarded this place as a place of retirement, and did not care about the presence of a thorn like Norton under his command, and spent most of the year either vacationing in the south or reporting to the imperial capital, even if he had to stay in Xiukusius sometimes.

Anyway, there is a clerk staring, and if something big happens, he will naturally interfere.

In many cases, people like Norton bully and dominate the market, integrating unofficial forces in a certain industry, but they want social stability more than the official, and only in this way can they bring them a lot of income.

What had been a problem in the old governor's time became a talisman in the time of Gahel. How can Norton not only be uncontrolled, but also collude with officials at the grassroots level in an attempt to deceive Ghahr?

So Norton began to live a miserable life, and as long as Gahel found a handle, he was bound to punish him severely. Gahel didn't beat him to death with a stick, but let him continue to live in the city, treating him as a type, like a chicken who was watched by monkeys, drenched in blood, and had not yet swallowed his breath and convulsed!

From the time Wren received the letter to the time when Tolstoy came here, it was only a little more than an hour at most. In the course of more than an hour, Tolstoy had inquired a little about Norton's past, and he agreed with Norton's statement at this time.

"We have the same enemy ......", this sentence made Norton overjoyed, what he was most afraid of was that these noble lords would use them as knives and throw them off when they ran out, and if they could describe Gahel as an enemy, that would be a situation of never dying. The corners of Norton's excited eyes twitched uncontrollably, and he lowered his head, even more humble. "So, if you really have something that adults need, and you want to give it to me, your credit will not be forgotten by adults. But if you're cheating, you should know that even Gahel is terrified in the face of the anger and anger of adults. ”

Norton nodded, "Of course, of course!", he looked up at Tolstoy sharply, "I am the proof!"

Tolstoy's mind suddenly froze, and he suddenly came to his senses, he raised his wrist and pointed at Norton, "You'd better make sure you don't have other ideas, otherwise no one can save you." ”

Norton let out a cruel smile, "I've been waiting for this day for six years!"

"You mean, you've been spying on Gahel for six years?"

In the box on the second floor of the tavern, in the face of Wren's light tone, Norton felt a storm of momentum coming over the world, and the thick smell of blood and death made him gasp and kneel on the ground with a pop. His forehead was already covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and his nervous heartbeat became a little disordered, and he replied with a trembling voice, "Yes, my lord." ”

Wren nodded, his legs crossed, his slightly closed eyes flashing with a gleam.

The encirclement of Devil's Mountain was destined to become a joke, and he knew very well that Gahel must be secretly laughing at him, and those ordinary people who were watching the excitement, and even some people in the imperial capital were laughing at his stupidity. But in fact, it is not he who is stupid, but those who look at the jokes. In fact, from the beginning, Wren did not plan to face Sistin directly, nor did he consider forcing Sistin to stand up and face him head-on step by step, as those people outside said.

From the time he came to repair Cusius, he had already set his goal as Gahel.

Compared to the smuggling boss like the Sistin, whose network of connections is intricate, Gahel's situation is a little simpler and more pure. But from the point of view of the requirements to achieve the goal, both are actually the same. He came here to investigate the smuggling syndicate's trafficking of Tiberium Crystal, and Empress Pars was only angry that such an important strategic material as Tiberium Crystal was sold, and she didn't care about other commodities at all.

To do that, catching Sistin is one way to do it, and kicking out Gahel will serve the same purpose.

Without Gahel's indulgence and pretense, how could the Sistin and his caravan be able to cross Demaragus and sell Tiberium hedrons to the ice fields?

That's not dozens of hundreds, but dozens of cars!

Even a blind man could see these smuggling wagons, and Wren didn't believe that Gahel didn't know anything about it, as he himself said. The growing scale of the Sistin smuggling shows that this was caused by the indulgence of Gahel, and if Ghahel were to be kicked out and replaced by a governor who could carry out the will of the Empress Pars, would the situation improve?

The reason why there is such a farce as encircling and suppressing Devil's Mountain is just a way for Wren to paralyze Gahel. He told Gahel by practical action, "Look, I'm going to be on my shoulders with the Sistin as soon as I come, and these things have nothing to do with you." This result also gave Gahel a reason to stand by and watch - he could sit on the ground and raise the price. He doesn't do anything now, just waiting for the time when the two sides are about to divide the high, and sell himself for a good price.

And what Wren wants, that is, he doesn't do anything now.

"Even under the light there are shadows, and any clean place will have cracks that hide dirt and dirt, and Gahel, as a nobleman of the empire and the governor of Maderagu, may have done something that is not quite in line with his identity, do you say?", Wren's tone was very flat, but in this blandness, there was a hidden power that made Norton dare not say even a single lie. In his eyes, Wren was like an ice beast in human skin, and the peace shown by all this was just his disguise!

Norton's forehead pressed directly against the floor, "Yes, you're right, he did do something that didn't quite fit his identity. ”