Chapter Eighty-Eight: Partition
August 21, 1379, Medland Glory Calendar, noon.
'Woo~Woo~'!
To the north of the port of Tulum, under a hill that extends eastward from Mount Saint-Hilde, surrounded by a large area of extremely brilliant iron-gray thorn flowers, the port of Tulun railway station is also surrounded by a large crowd of soldiers.
The two huge steam locomotives, one in front and one behind, spewed white gas and whistled like the roar of a beast, driving thirty-six long carriages into the station slowly, and finally stopped steadily in front of the platform with the sound of 'snort' exhaust.
Shrill whistles blared one after another, and large groups of military policemen in round iron helmets waved small flags to maintain order on the platform.
The doors of the carriages opened at the same time, and soldiers in iron-gray uniforms poured out of the carriages like flowing water, and under the shouting and roaring of the officers, they quickly assembled on the platform, and then shouted slogans, and walked out of the train station in a neat manner.
Of the thirty-six carriages, eighteen were filled with soldiers, and the soldiers of the Delen Empire were extremely enduring, and the normally full carriage of one hundred and fifty passengers was crammed into three hundred soldiers.
This train was full of troops from a combat brigade.
In the other eighteen carriages, a large group of men wearing round hats and formal clothes and carrying small briefcases walked out quickly.
They weren't as simple and efficient as the soldiers, and many of them were moving around the platform like headless flies, but the roars of the gendarmes and the small flags in their hands quickly made them where they should go.
"Accountants, accountants, all the accountants, come here!"
"Clerks, clerks, all the clerks, come to me!"
"Surveyor, surveyor...... Damn it, yes, it's you, come to me, quick, quick! ”
"Archivist, archivist, did you see me, did you see me? Come with me, come with me! ”
In the distance, another whistle was heard, and another train began to slow down a few miles away, spewing white water vapor, and the 'boom, boom' turn of the aisle, came to a halt on the other platform.
A group of well-dressed nobles and lords surrounded by a large group of attachés strode out of the carriage with a smile that could not be concealed.
Their efficiency was much better than that of these accounting clerks, and with a red glow, they quickly boarded the carriage that had been waiting on the platform, and gave the order loudly with a smile: "Port Tulun City Hall, use the fastest speed!" ”
On the second floor of the city hall of the port of Tulun, in a large conference hall, a rectangular conference table made of ebony was covered with a large white paper with a sketch listing the names of all the administrative units and all the large and small positions in the port of Tulun.
Hesse had a big cigar in his mouth, like an old bear entrenched at one end of the conference table, and he was grinning with his teeth bared as he stayed up all night until his eyes were red, and wisps of smoke kept coming out between his teeth.
In front of him was a crystal beer mug the size of a human head, which, of course, was not filled with beer, but with piping hot, intensely aromatic black coffee.
Hesse's coat was missing, the close-fitting vest was unbuttoned, and the top three buttons of the white shirt were all unbuttoned, revealing a large area of swarthy chest hair. He smoked his cigar and laughed at the almost crazy crowd of old men in the conference hall.
Well done, Joe.
In the seven-member committee, the six major families were wiped out, and dozens of other indigenous families, all up and down, were also thrown into the black prison of the police station yesterday.
In the past, ninety percent of the administrative positions in Tulun Port were controlled by these families, and many of those who were thrown into black jails were officials of various departments in Tulun Port.
In recent years, the Ritu family has relied on the Duke of Ross as a backer, relying on the ever-expanding wealth, as well as the strong power and ruthless style of Hesse, to gather a group of allies to plant people in various administrative departments of Tulum Port.
Even with the strong support of the Duke of Ross, the unconditional help of Major General Longist of the Tulun Port garrison, and the combination of soft and hard means, the Wittu family only had reliable allies in a few institutions such as the police station, the district court, and the Tulun Port Judicial Academy.
In the case of the police station, Rao is an old friend of Hesse, Stein, who was put on the throne of the chief, and most of the middle and low-level officers in the port of Tulum police station are still loyal to the indigenous forces led by the Wells family.
Other departments such as customs, taxation, chambers of commerce, and even the livelihood of the citizens and agriculture, forestry, fishery, trade unions, etc., which are related to the daily livelihood of millions of citizens in Tulun Port, are all controlled by the indigenous forces led by the Wells family.
These departments have caused countless troubles for the Rittal family and their friends. Because of these big and small troubles, the Rittal family and its friends lose tens of millions of gold marks every year.
But this time, Joe did a great job!
The six major families, along with dozens of indigenous families, were wiped out, including the officials they had placed in various departments, from the president, secretary-general, and clerk of the city council, to the small ten-member captain of the customs anti-smuggling team, but everyone who was related to these indigenous families was sent to the black prison overnight.
The city hall and city council of Tulum Port, as well as many subordinate departments, suddenly vacated more than ninety percent of the positions.
"Hahaha, everyone is a good friend, don't hurt your feelings, don't hurt your feelings!" Hesse gulped out a thick puff of smoke, his eyes red with excitement, and he kept waving his thick arms.
"Everyone is a friend, everyone helps each other, these official positions will serve the brothers and their own families in the future, so don't quarrel over one or two irrelevant official positions."
"As quickly as possible, before those outsiders, the most important and important departments are all in place, and I will send them to His Excellency the Duke for use, as long as it is announced to the citizens, this port of Tulum will be the territory of our brothers."
"Don't waste time for one or two inconsequential official positions, before those blood-smelling bastards arrive, we need to step up a little bit, efficiency, efficiency, brothers, efficiency!"
"There are still so many treasury to be confiscated, there are so many treasure troves waiting to be opened, there is still so much wealth waiting for us to take over, and there are so many empty territories waiting for us to divide up...... So, efficiency! Efficiency!! Efficiency!!! ”
"Efficiency is money, money is life, so, time is equal to life, please step up, step up!"
A group of arguing red-faced men glanced at each other, and then they laughed.
Hesse is right, in the future, Port Tulun will be the world of the brothers, all official positions are to serve the interests of the brothers, and they will not cause trouble for their brothers like the Wells family.
So, one or two inconsequential official positions really don't need to be too much of a concern.
For example, in the customs anti-smuggling team, is there a difference between having one more squadron leader or one less squadron leader? As long as they say hello to each other, will the anti-smuggling team still search their brother's cargo ship?
Of course, this may happen in the next few years, but it will not happen in the 10 years that the port of Tulun has just changed its storytellers.
The old men grabbed their pens and wrote their names on the blank paper.
Director of Taxation, Commissioner of Customs, Director of Civil Affairs, Director of Education, Director of Epidemic Prevention......
The most important positions, as well as the official positions of the following key offices, have been locked by Hesse, but there are many more official positions left......
There are only twelve brothers in the Vetu family.
The official positions monopolized by the previous dozens of indigenous families were divided by twelve families, but in fact, the number of official positions was more than enough, and the previous quarrel really didn't have much significance.
With Hesse's suggestion, the heads of the twelve families present and a group of core clansmen disturbed in less than a quarter of an hour, and all the official positions up and down the port of Tulun, even the logistics office of the workhouse of the port of Tulun City Hall, a bakery manager in charge of bread making, such a small position as a green-headed fly, were also divided.
The brother family of the Vetu family, whose strength in Tulun Port originally belonged to the upper middle of the Sicil family, their old butler was about to retire, and one of the grandsons of the old butler was born with a disabled left leg and could not serve the Sicil family, so he was placed in this inconspicuous small position.
The workhouse of the town hall, the bakery manager of the logistics department, the seemingly inconspicuous position, the funds flowing through here every year are as many as hundreds of thousands of gold marks, and the grandson of the old butler is enough to make his little life extremely nourishing.
There are many other official positions, such as the chief of the road maintenance in the port of Tulun, the chief of the urban greening and planting of trees in the port of Tulun, and the chief of the fish quarantine, fish quarantine, and the price of fish at the fish market wharf in the port of Tulun...... It doesn't seem to have any real power, but these positions are so fat.
Who doesn't have three or five poor relatives?
Not to mention, some women are born with 'Voldemort' qualities!
These positions, which were rich in oil and water and had little influence on the general situation of Tulun Port, were used to appease the peripheral forces of the various families.
Hesse extinguished the cigar butt in his large cup, he stood up, looked at the old smiling friends in the conference hall, and said loudly: "According to the will of the Duke of Ross, the Council of Seven in Port Tulun will be filled by three new families. According to the overall measurement, the Cicil family ......"
A wizened old man stepped out of the crowd and bowed deeply to Hesse with a shudder.
"The Layton Family!"
A tall, broad-framed old man stepped out of the crowd, pretending to be calm, but bowing to Hesse with the same trembling body.
"The Barrett Family."
A gray-haired, well-maintained old woman walked out of the crowd and nodded to Hesse with a smile on her face.
In the conference hall, the others were either envious and jealous, or looked at the three of them with fiery eyes.
"You, come with me to meet Your Excellency Ross, and at the same time, this letter of appointment to the official position of the port of Tulum must be announced to the outside world as soon as possible. Efficiency is money, and money is life...... Three dear brothers, let's get moving. ”
Hesse trotted all the way, put away the blank piece of paper full of handwriting, and ran out of the conference room.
The heads of the three families were silent, and even the old woman Barrett, who was wearing a long dress, was busy following Hesse all the way.
A few people descended the stairs to the top floor of the town hall.
Shortly after they left the conference room, a long call from the doorman outside the gate of the town hall was heard.
"Marquess André von Hampton, Grand of the Hampton Families of Storm Province, arrives at ......"
"The Hutubao Family ...... Wenders Province"
"Claude Province Shawn Fort Family ......"