As the food shortage became more and more severe, the people of Ortrenburg began to fluctuate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Worship can't fill your stomach, and faith can't be eaten, and it's obviously more important to be able to eat what is in your stomach than ethereal spiritual food. Fortunately, the church has been providing disaster relief and distributing wheat kernel porridge so that everyone can barely get something to eat. But this kind of life did not last long, the entire southeast region suffered from extremely severe rain, there are too many places that need disaster relief, the church is not the royal family, not the ruling class, and cannot take the initiative to provide disaster relief.

Even if they wanted to, Pars wouldn't necessarily want to.

She would rather starve to death tens of thousands of people than see these people grateful to the church, this is what the ruler thinks, and the dead ruled class is obviously more lovely than the living but cranky ruled class.

In the blink of an eye, a few more days passed, and more and more hungry people began to appear on the streets, walking around aimlessly. From time to time, they tighten their belts hard, hoping that their oppressed stomachs will press against each other and give themselves a feeling of empty satiety.

There are also some people with ulterior motives who have appeared on the streets.

"You know what? We are starving outside, but the Lord of the Castle enjoys fine food every day. The lord of the castle would not even be able to finish the food prepared for him by the cook, so that many things would be thrown out and dumped in the garbage can, and sent to the suburbs for landfills like many other garbage. The whole city is already full of food, why doesn't the city lord let go of the grain depot of the city lord's mansion? Maybe the food there won't last long, but at least it can make us hold on for a while longer. A sallow-faced man bent his waist and spoke weakly, but what he said gradually attracted some people.

At this time, anything related to food can attract the most people's attention in the shortest time.

The big guy was silent for a moment, and someone swallowed his saliva and whispered, "What you said seems to make sense...... As he spoke, he seemed to become more reasonable, and his voice became a lot tougher, but there was still weakness, "You're right, the city lord has always said that we are his people, so now should he help our people?"

Turning a blind eye to the angry or displeased eyes of the people around him, the sallow-faced man nodded vigorously, "What you said is so right, it doesn't make sense that we should starve, but some people can throw away the excess food in a big way, this is a crime!", he looked at the young man who echoed him, and smiled, "I'm going to go to the City Lord's Mansion now, go and ask the City Lord, if he wants to give us something to eat." I have heard that the Lord of the Castle has been very kind and fair, and I am sure that I will get a perfect answer. He beckoned, "Come on, come on, come with me if you want to." ”

Human beings are essentially social social animals, and they are a group of people who are easily affected by the herd effect, and if their minds are not particularly firm and tough, they can easily be infected by others and be led to a crooked path.

The two men were the first to walk out, and some were hesitating, and when the person's hesitant expression was seen by the people around him, the person who didn't plan to go with him also began to hesitate. As soon as there were many hesitant people, some people hesitated to follow, his thoughts may not be so complicated, he just wanted to see the excitement, or something else. He took the first step, followed by a second person who also took the same step, and more and more people began to waver, wavering in the constant weighing and choosing a path that most people had chosen.

Before the crowd had even reached the City Lord's Mansion, Wren had already received the news, and he handed the note to Sarcomo. Sarcomo took it and looked at it a little confused, his face suddenly turned pale, and a layer of delicate oil sweat appeared on his forehead. He didn't even have to guess to know that this must be the trick of those grain merchants. Among the things that the Chamber of Commerce has done over the years, there are not a few similar things that have happened. In order to compete with the rulers, the chamber of commerce will often use such forced wars to force the rulers to compromise.

It has to be said that this method is extremely effective. In this era of transportation cost constraints and high transportation difficulties, the circulation of goods and goods is almost entirely done through merchants. Whether it was Her Majesty the Empress, the royal family, or a pariah in the countryside such as Ortlenburg, they had long been accustomed to the situation.

What do you need? Find a merchant!

What is in short supply? Find a businessman!

The dominance of merchants in the economic sphere cannot be ignored, and if they decide to retaliate against a city or a person in power, they can simply cut off the trade routes. The enraged people will help them get their revenge, and all they need to do is watch from the sidelines, and hasten the whole thing if necessary.

But Ortlenburg is not another city!

This is the city of Rennes!

Sarcomo understood very thoroughly that if he offended other nobles, there might be a way to live, and if he offended Rennes, there was only one way to die. In the past six months, Wren has used his promises and all the facts to tell everyone that no enemy can escape his palm, no matter where the other party is.

"Viscount Rennes, ...... you listen to my explanation", Sarcomo suddenly became anxious, this is related to the vital interests of the Chamber of Commerce, and he is no longer allowed to sit idly by.

As soon as Wren raised his hand, he stopped what he was about to say. Wren's eyes rolled slightly, his black eyes turned to the side, and the corner of his eye lingered on Sarcomo's face for a moment before looking at the clear sky. It may be that the rain disaster some time ago turned all the clouds in the sky into rain, at this time, there is not a trace of clouds in the sky, and the sky is blue like a pure gem, which makes people sink deep into it at first glance, and the heart is relaxed.

The silence was like a rope around Sarcomo's neck, and he fidgeted, but did not dare to disturb Wren. The biggest hole card in his hand is none other than Prince Kant, but now Prince Kant can't control Wren at all, and even after being separated, Prince Kant is not as good as Wren in terms of status.

Just when Sarcomo, who was slowly waiting for the verdict to be pronounced in this dull silence, was about to lose his seat, the corners of Wren's mouth twitched, and he chuckled. He glanced at the tea table, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Sarcomo, strictly speaking, you are also my relative. I have always believed that only people who share the same interests and long-term goals can stand together. He put down the teacup and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Only in this way can we go further, instead of because of some differences, you drag your feet, or I make trouble for you, and spend more time and energy on fighting each other." ”

"I'm disappointed. "I'm still too naïve, I thought that by promising enough benefits and benefits to you businessmen, and giving you respect, you will understand my hard work and ideals, and you will understand that profit is lovely, but there are more things than profit." Wren stood up on the arm of his chair, and he walked a few steps, and his body was so stunned that his whole body almost melted into the bright sun. The sky and the sun became his background, and he was more dazzling than the sun. He turned his face sideways and looked at Sarcomo with a sneer, "You merchants, you don't know how to be afraid if you don't die. Power, if it is not stained with blood, is not a deterrent. ”

After that, he left without looking back.

To tell the truth, Wren was disappointed in the business of Bell Province, this group of people took advantage of him, wanted to take advantage of him, and now threatened to persecute him. These merchants have gone so smoothly during this period of time that they may think that hooking up with a prince who has lost power will make Wren give in, which is simply the stupidest joke ever heard. Perhaps this also has something to do with Wren's clever economic methods, and the merchants believe that Wren is a city lord who abides by the rules and understands business and economic behavior, rather than a rude city lord who only knows how to do things.

It's a pity that they were mistaken.

What I can give you, I can get back. Not only will I take it back, but I will take it all from you, along with everything that belongs to you!

Sarcomo looked at Rennes' distant back, and felt a more intense, aggressive momentum constantly expanding and spreading. His face turned pale, and he knew very well that what the grain merchant had done this time had completely angered this young man. He had never been so angry even when he first arrived in Ortlenburg and was surrounded by tigers. Sarcomo didn't understand the words of the Son of Heaven's anger and the millions of corpses that were full of wisdom but were precise and simple.

He only knows that people who offend nobles often don't end well. The death order is enough for them to act recklessly, recklessly.

And what made him feel even more terrifying was Rennes' attitude this time. He seems to have completely changed his attitude, if Ren was playing with the Chamber of Commerce in Bell Province before, everyone worked together to set the rules of the game. Now, then, he is planning to abandon the Chamber of Commerce and completely put it at the heart of Bell's economy. Sarcomo was not worried that Rennes would collapse at all, because Ortlenburg's position was so good that it directly blocked the trade route between the two countries.

It was not Ortlenburg, nor was he Wren begging the merchants, but the merchants asking for him. Whether it is the import franchise, or foreign trade and smuggling contraband, you can't hide from this place, you can't hide from this person.

Sarcomo let out a long sigh, how could these people be blinded by the profits in front of them?

Have they forgotten that this man had just executed tens of thousands of people not long ago!!

Could it be that it is true that it doesn't hurt to cut off someone's head?

Do you have to fall your head to the ground to regret it?

Sarcomo's eyes changed from sad to strong quickly, he still has a chance, and the merchants of the entire Bell Provincial Chamber of Commerce still have a chance!