"Remember to call everyone who is registered, no matter how many people are in the family, from the elderly to the children, all together!"

"Yes!"

"Go, it's not the first day of their respective divisions, do this well, my lord, my annual salary will double this year!"

"Yes!"

Seeing more than a dozen subordinates bowing down with happy faces, Wei Lun Rollsley sat on a chair with his temples pinched, and the attendant next to him immediately handed over a cup of black tea that had been brewed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Habitually catching it, just after taking a sip of black tea in his mouth, Wei Lun's movements suddenly froze, and then he stood up with a frightened face, and after throwing away the blue and white porcelain teacup that he once loved in his hand, he took another sip of the tea in his mouth, and even kept spitting, as if he had just entered a deadly poison.

"Sir..."

The attendant on the side was already frightened there, but he had just walked in, and everyone walked over quickly after discovering the situation, waved his hand to rebuke the attendant, and asked in a low voice.

"Is the tea too hot, and I asked Xiao Ruth to hand it over slowly?"

"No, no need!"

The look of horror gradually put away, Wei Lun turned his head to look at the big butler beside him, although he was an old man who had been with him for nearly twenty years, he still didn't dare to tell the truth to the other party, just like he explained to the following just now, Wei Lun Rollsley decided to completely join the Lord of Stratholme, the Duke of Eternal Night Kyrryth? Junior's faction, in order to show his loyalty, intends to move all of his property to the city of Sunset, and although he doesn't know if the other big merchants will leak the news of the plague, his cautious personality tells him that at least this kind of information should not slip out of him.

"Old Bolair, in the cellar of the house, aside from this year's new grain, how much old grain is left, I'm talking about all the cellars!"

Hearing the emphasis on his master's words, a trace of surprise flashed on Bolair's face, but he immediately lowered his head and responded after a moment's calculation.

"That's about enough food for the entire house for eight months, but some of it has already started to be moved out this morning and shipped to the breweries in the East End!"

"Hurry back! Also, store all the old and new grain separately, completely separate, no! Take out all this year's new grain and put it in the yard now!"

Under Berair's astonished gaze, Wei Lun couldn't even wait for the action of his great butler, and began to instruct the attendants of the doorman to begin to drag out the new grain from the cellar.

"Master, the warehouse of the new grain is closed separately, and the key is only available to you!"

Finding that the attendants looked at the somewhat flustered master with a confused expression, Blair hurriedly followed and whispered to Wei Lun.

"Oh oh! yes, separate, separated! closed!"

The panicked face eased, Wei Lun realized his abnormality, and then waved his hand to rebuke the surrounding attendants, before taking out a bronze key from his belt and handing it to the old butler behind him.

"Bolair, you first send someone to pull the Chen Mi who was pulled out, and then ask someone to pull all the new Mi down into the yard!"

"Yes, sir..."

Although it was a little strange about his master's abnormal state, but after years of tacit understanding, he could naturally distinguish the anxiety and urgency on his master's face, and after taking the key, Bolair immediately turned around and rushed out.

"Wei Lun! You're crazy!!"

But in less than half an hour, when all the manpower of the entire house was fully mobilized, the originally unusually spacious courtyard in front of the house was full of bags of full rice bags, and then, in the shocked eyes of the onlookers and housekeepers, Wei Lun began to smash bottles of wine on the rice belt, after all the rice bags were stained with wine, the lord of the house snatched the torch in the hand of the housekeeper behind him in front of everyone, and was about to throw it to the rice bag mountain piled there, when a deafening scream sounded behind him, and the next moment, a huge figure rushed over, grabbed the torch in Wei Lun's hand, and smashed it on the ground casually, several feet stepped on the flames.

"This is the new rice that I just bought, so much, you are a loser and you plan to burn it like this, what are you crazy about!"

Completely ignoring the snarky curse of the brightly dressed Roshan in front of him, Wei Lun turned around and took a new torch from the butler behind him, glanced at the rice mountain piled up there, and then turned his head to look at the woman in front of him whose face was flushed and even planned to do it again, Wei Lun smiled slightly.

"Lily, looks like we need to start over!"

Suddenly being shouted by the other party with a nickname that never used in public, the woman who weighed almost three times as much as her own man looked stunned for a moment, and then took a step back, but immediately stopped Wei Lun's movements.

"What the hell is going on?

"Time is running out, Lily, gather all the children, and when I finish burning them, let's go, and before tonight, we must reach Spring Kite Town!"

Looking at the familiar warm eyes of the man in front of her, Lily Lan Siya pursed her lips and nodded, decades of husband and wife tacit understanding told her that her man was very fresh at this time, so the problem obviously appeared in the batch of grain in front of her, but this batch of grain has also gone through a layer of her checks, if there is a problem, then the grain of the entire central granary...

With a chill in her heart, Lily Lan Siya immediately shook her head and glanced at the attendants who were onlookers, picked a few familiar ones, and the mistress of the house also hurried to the inner courtyard.

"Your Highness, don't you need to stop it!"

On the top floor of a tall building in Stratholme's East Gate Square, the middle-aged nobleman glanced through the window at the steady flow of people outside who were slowly passing through the East Gate Square, walked out of the city from the East Gate, frowned and suggested to Arthas in front of him.

"How many people are there!"

Observing the flow of people without squinting, Arthas asked in a low voice.

"Led by five relatively large workshop owners, plus a few small workshop owners scattered around, most of them bewitched the workers under them and their families, about 20,000 people, but..."

Speaking of which, the middle-aged nobleman glanced behind him, and the small room was almost full of people, all dressed in gorgeous aristocratic clothes.

All of the people who can stand here are members of the Stratholme Council, which originally represented almost the entire power core of Stratholme, but now not only the former Council Stratholme has inevitably attracted the era of lords, but even the current core has betrayers.

"The Rob family, Your Highness, Baron Jonathan Rob and Baron Locke Rob have also moved all their workers and even all the people of the territory outside the city, with the aim of..."

"That's it!"

With a wave of his hand, he stopped the nobleman's malicious narration behind him, but at an angle that the other party could not see, Arthas's eyes were already full of anger.

"Are you even suspicious of me, Rob!Father, is this also your arrangement?"

"Let them go! Let me see what this Duke of Kerrith wants to do!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

... (To be continued.) )