Chapter 162: That's all
Late at night. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Alan tapped on the table in the council room, and in front of him was the budget for the construction of the road in the southern city. The damn parchment was littered with numbers that were a headache for him, and old Hyde seemed to be trying to embarrass him, and the guy had written the numbers so small that he had to lie on the parchment to see what was written on them.
The instigator stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze swept over a coat of arms, and it fell to the corner of the table. He began to recall in his mind where he seemed to have seen the coat of arms, and wondered if the owner of the coat of arms had been killed.
He looked down in thought until Alan's voice rang out.
"Why only a week?" asked Allen, turning his head to look at old Hyde to the side.
"You mean?" said old Hyde took two steps forward. He leaned over the table, trying to see what was written on Alan's finger.
"Regarding the widening of the road, the shops along the road are demolished and rebuilt. Alan leaned back in his chair, clasped his hands and added, "It's a five-minute journey, and if I remember correctly, there are thousands of houses involved, and it only takes a week?"
"Yes, Lord Allen. Old Hyde took a step back, "At most, in a week, we can solve the problem of demolition and construction of shops along the road." β
Alan took a deep breath, tapped his left elbow with the fingers of his right hand, and frowned in thought. "How?" he lifted his chin, "run over those shops with siege engines?"
"You're laughing, Lord Allen. Old Hyde smiled fakely, "However, I am afraid that your help is not necessary for this." As for the demolition and construction of the shops, I need some help from the Guards....."
"Guards?" Alan tightened his brow, "what do you want them to do?"
"Temporarily restricting the freedom of those shop owners. "It was Barton's idea, and it was a bit brutal, but it worked." When we demolish the shops, the shrewd merchants lose their bargaining chips and have to wait honestly for the new shops to be built, and they will not make a fuss about the compensation. He paused, a smile on his face. "If they do, you don't have to pay them a penny. β
"Great offer!" Alan smiled, "but do you think Selsey will agree?"
"Oh, I heard he's hurt. Old Hyde frowned and pretended to be concerned, "My lord, is there anything wrong with Captain Sercy?"
Alan stood up from his chair, took a step closer to the half-bowed old Hyde, and then put his hand on his shoulder. "He's only slightly injured, and when he wakes up, I'll tell him what I've just proposed, after all, he's Kenny's own overseer, and he needs to know this, and if he agrees, I'll give you a pretty penny of the gold reported in this budget." β
"Thank you, Lord Allen!" said old Hyde bowed lower, "it's late at night, you get off early." With that, he turned and left the side hall.
The morning light crept into the house through the cracks in the curtains.
"Lordβ"
Kenny wakes up to the sound of a scream, a sleepless night, which makes him feel energized. After a moment of thought, he got up and put on the silver armor, which had been accustomed to the silver suit of the horse from his recent battles.
"Lordβ"
Another shout came from outside the door. It was Aiden's voice, and Kenny snapped the wolf head crest around his waist and pushed open the door to the room.
"Lord, Lord Allen has been waiting for you for a long time. Aiden said with his head down.
"Wait for me?" Kenny pinched his beard, "So early, what are you waiting for me for?"
"You forgot?" Aiden looked up, "Last night, you acquiesced in that plan, and the guards who came to report said that the execution ground was already crowded!"
"Damn!" Kenny slapped his forehead, "I forgot! where is he?!"
"The Great Hall. Aiden finished talking and kept up with Kenny.
"Is Sersi awake?" Kenny asked, looking at Aiden, who was following him.
"No, Lord Allen has instructed the attendants not to disturb Captain Sersi, and he also asked the ....."
"Let's do what?" Kenny asked, straightening his attire.
He instructed the physician to add some tranquilizers to Captain Sersi's dispensing. Aiden replied, and then hurriedly added, "He's just worried about Captain Sersi, after all, sleep will make wounds heal faster, and that's what the old doctor said." β
"He's so thoughtful. Kenny sighed, "Where's Neo?
"He went to the surrounding towns and never came back after leaving last night, so there is no news yet. β
"Damn it..... Where has she been....." Kenny muttered to himself as he looked at the approaching Great Hall.
At this time, Alan was leaning back on the back of his chair in the Great Hall, looking boredly at the mountain of parchment rolls.
These were briefings written by ministers or nobles, but there were also false accounts of disasters that were used to bribe ministers who went to verify the disaster and then received a large sum of money for their food, drink, and pleasure.
Obviously, Alan was tired of these tricks, but he didn't think about how to debunk them.
He was thinking about something more important that had nothing to do with being chancellor of the exchequer.
"Good day, hardworking Chancellor of the Exchequer. Kenny's voice entered the main hall with a mocking tone.
"Sorry for delaying your breakfast, my dear lord. Alan threw down the parchment in his hand and stood up to look at Kenny as he approached.
"Oh, you look like you haven't slept all night!" Kenny poked his head out to see that Alan's eyes were bloodshot. "Man!" he retracted his head, his puzzled expression, "don't tell me, you looked at those boring budgets all night. β
"You're thinking too much. Alan shrugged, "I just thought it was quiet and good for thinking, so I made do for the night." β
"God Namu willing, she will be found, as long as she is still in Nippur. Kenny was relieved. He had clearly guessed what his companion was thinking.
"Alright, man. Alan left the table, "We should go do something else now." β
"For example?" Kenny tried to soften his tone, but a hint of harshness crept in, and he felt like a thorn in his throat.
"Make up for the Moonlight Festival's bonfire ball?" Alan smiled, "Perhaps, more exciting than that!" he lowered his head, then raised it again. "Don't use that tone, I know, you're worried about Sersi, trust me, it's the best and most straightforward way to do it. β
"What if they're really just two outcasts?" Kenny voiced his doubts.
"If he shows up, Winnie and Alice are his last hole cards, and the other way around....." Alan shrugged, "We burned two enemies, and that's it." (To be continued.) )