When Jill led an old servant to the council hall, everyone's eyes widened.

Several of Lookout's men ran to tell the leader that there was no one around the council hall.

"Is this idiot coming alone?" , the leader muttered in his heart.

Jill walked over slowly, smiling and greeting the people around him. These people looked at Jill in confusion, and people didn't know how sure this person dared to challenge everyone.

Looking at the expressions of defiantness or anxiety around him, Jill sighed silently in his heart: these people have passed the most enterprising age of their lives, and they only want to keep the privileges and inheritance in their hands, hoping that one day it will be enough to inherit these things to their children and grandchildren. Any change that could jeopardize their vested interests is intolerable.

A well-known fable is that a small boat has a glue seller, a shavings merchant, and a grass stalk seller, and during the voyage, a hole is broken in the bottom of the boat, and if three people work together to glue the shavings and grass stalks, they can plug the hole in the bottom of the boat. But the three of them passed the buck to each other, until the ship sank, and none of them survived.

This parable is reproduced in Fandra.

But the situation is even more serious, because the people of the town do not yet know that the crisis has now been reached: if nothing changes, once the merchants from all over the world intervene, Fandra's small industry will not be enough to compete with it.

Jill continued to walk forward, and the old servant, who had been following Jill from the construction site, pulled out a chair for him, and when Jill was seated, the old man stood behind him.

In contrast to Jill's calmness, the old man looked nervous, twisting his fingers and looking at the people around him uneasily.

It was said to be fair negotiations, but as long as they were present, onlookers could see that there were dozens of leaders of various walks of life standing next to the leader, and only one old servant stood behind Jill.

The contrast is strong, and this contrast almost perfectly corresponds to the contrast of power in the small town of Fendra.

"Jill", the leader looked at the young man coldly, "you let me down for the second time".

"Sir, I won't come to negotiate with you if I were going to disappoint you," said Gil neither humbly nor arrogantly.

The crowd behind the leader buzzed, and the leader cleared his throat to suppress the noise.

"Do you think you're the only one who can pull us all?" The leader said, "I know what you think, you think we're all a bunch of bad old men, and if you get through the joints above, you can clean us up one by one like sheep, right?" ”

"Sir, I have no such intention."

"Hmph, what do you say work? It's enough for me to just see what you've done, and you don't have to defend yourself, it's pointless", the leader muttered, "It's also you, I heard that you have a lot of friends in the provincial capital, right?" ”

"Where does this begin, sir?"

"Where to start? It is said in the official document that you are a 'suppressed honest businessman', who is so protective of you? ”

"I just did my part and did my part when the country needed me," Gil said sarcastically about the inaction of the Fandras in building the docks.

"Contribute to the country?" , the leader laughed, "Contribute to the country!" What a noble character, Jill, I should find some bards to help you write a sakya, and when you have time, you will practice your voice, and perhaps in the future you will be taken by your dear King Nord, and it will be good to be accepted into the palace as an official haha."

After the leader finished speaking, the squires around him also laughed in agreement.

Hearing the laughter of the crowd, Jill nodded with a smile, but the smile was like a ripple left by a swallowtail sliding across a pond.

The laughter gradually stopped, and Jill said, "Sir, the joke is over, let's talk about business." ”

"Say it."

"Sir, you are the leader of the Fandra people, and the province wants to know your opinion, so you can speak first."

"Hmph, King Nord is nothing here! We didn't let General Marr into the city when he passed by! What kind of bastards are those little white faces in the province, and you still want to know my opinion, do they deserve it? ”

There was a commotion around, shouting and cursing Jill and cursing the New Deal.

After Jill and the others finished making a fuss, he asked the leader, "Sir, can I report to the province that your opinion is 'they are a group of mongrets'?" ”

"You want to sue? Go ahead. ”

"It's not a complaint, sir, it's just that you obviously didn't negotiate with me seriously. So I ask you one last time, are our negotiations over? If it is over, I will now draft a report and submit it to the province; If it is not over, I hope that you and the people around you will give me a minimum of respect, so that we can talk about the problem calmly. ”

After Jill finished speaking, the person on the other side fell silent.

After a while, the leader took out a map and had him show it to Jill.

Jill saw that it was a topographic map of the pier. Within a radius of several miles around the wharf, various place names have been circled, warehouses, warehouses, taverns, workshops, etc., and it seems that how to develop the land around the wharf has been discussed.

"See?" , the leader asked, drooping his eyelids.

"See, sir, here's a diagram of the docks. You are impressed with the design of the future development of the terminal. ”

"Yes. Needless to say", said the leader, "we at Fandra have contributed to the prosperity of the Nords, and we have sacrificed a lot of land and materials to help the Nord King build the docks, hey! Brat! What are you laughing at! I said where it was, oh, now that the dock is built, King Nord is happy, and so are we. The people of Fendra will make good use of this place and will not disappoint King Nord's expectations, so King Nord can rest assured of this. Of course, as a thank you to King Nord, we have already discussed, do you see the land that is in the shadows? ”

"See, sir, in a little corner to the southeast. When I was on the construction site, the land often collapsed, and I guess if I built a house, it would have to slide into the sea within three years."

The leader's face was embarrassed for a moment, "Ahem, it's better than difficult for me to find a way to do this." That place is not bad, it can be counted as a little bit of the heart of our gentry, and the province will be free to develop it in the future. That piece of land, you take it and tell your master: you can use it as you like, and the town will never interfere. That piece of land is a quarter of the land around the docks, which is not small. ”

Jill nodded gratefully, "The government will understand Mr.'s mind." ”

Jill's words made the leader a little confused, but Jill didn't seem to have the meaning to explain, and finally, the leader broke the silence, "Are you satisfied with such generous conditions?" ”

"Well, the government is quite satisfied with the right to use this piece of land," Jill said with a smile, "and the government will take your plans into account." By the way, do you have any suggestions for the government's development in these places where there is no shadow? ”

"Suggestions?"

"These places are the same as that piece of land, can the government develop it however it wants? Or do you have any opinions? ”

"Bastard! Are you kidding us? This land belongs to the people of Fandra! No one wants to take it! ”

Jill looked surprised, "Who told you?" When did King Nord's docks become Fandra? The human and material resources requisitioned by King Nord from Fandra, the completion rate of the Fandra people is less than 20%, and now they are asking for most of the right to develop the wharf at once? It's not a funny joke, sir."

"Are you here to negotiate? Stinky boy? ”

"Yes, I come with sincerity."

"Oh? Sincerity? The leader sarcastically asked, "What sincerity, show me it!" ”

"It's about the same as you envisioned," Jill reverted to her previous serene expression, "the government has decided to divide the development area with you on a three-to-one basis. ”

"Holy! Do you think we are called Hanako? Do you want to send us away with a quarter of the dock land? ”

"No, no", Jill shook his finger, "not the land of the docks, but the land of the town--- the land of Fandra: the government has decided to reclaim three-quarters of Fendra's land, and of course if you are willing to pay, King Nord agrees with you to redeem the land with the price of the capital. And that's just the land part. And the rights part, I think the notice said, such as the recovery of judicial power, etc., these are all details, we can talk slowly, and soon the province will send two judges to the town of Fendra to assist you in completing the handover."

As soon as Jill's words fell, the surrounding gentry jumped up and shouted, 'Shut up,' 'Bastard,' 'Kill him!' Something like that.

The leader was silent at this time, and before Jill had finished speaking, he heard the taste: Jill was driving them to a dead end, and the current situation was not a question of whether the conflict would occur, but how far the conflict would go.

The leader was a little puzzled: there are so many gentry in the town, and the intertwined forces are so sure that Jill will be uprooted?

"You're not here to negotiate," the leader gestured to silence, "you're here to make a war letter," the leader noted.

Jill looked into the leader's eyes, "Oh, you're not here to negotiate, you didn't mean to let me out of here at all, did you?" ”

"Oh, how can I see that", the leader looked at Jill, and seemed to think it was interesting.

Jill suddenly stood up and jerked down her stool.

The sound of the bench clattering on the ground made the leader stunned for a moment.

At this moment, there was a commotion behind the walls to the left and right of the council hall, and several nervous people ran out of the secret door on one side, daggers and short knives flashing brightly in their hands.

Jill looked at the leader sarcastically, "Sir, look, if there is any trouble, I may be pierced in a hole, right?" ”

After a brief period of embarrassment, the leader no longer hid his ambush for the killer.

After looking at Jill for a while, the leader said slowly, "I had no intention of going against anyone, it's enough for the Fandra people to keep their own business, we don't want to meddle in other people's business, and others don't want to meddle in us." You are too ignorant of the sky, and so are the bureaucrats behind you, do you really think you can crush everyone who stands in your way? At this point today, I don't want to explain anything to you, you have sent yourself to a dead end. Want to level Fandra? You can't do it without the blood on the streets, and unfortunately, you're the first to bleed. ”

The leader waved his hand and motioned to several killers around him, "Let's do it."

The surrounding gentry shot a happy flame in their eyes, and they all looked at Jill with blazing eyes, as if waiting for the scene of Jill being cut throat, and Jill's old servant collapsed to the ground.

Nervous seconds passed, and there was no movement.

The leader and the gentry looked puzzled at the few hired killers around them, and behind the door panel, there were one after another pre-arranged domestic servants who came out with weapons.

"Hey, get rid of this guy, do you want me to say it again?" , the leader yelled at the servants in dissatisfaction.

The scene continued to stalemate, and the old man on the ground regained some of his courage and looked at this strange scene in puzzlement.

There was pity in Jill's eyes, and after this pity, Jill's eyes became firm.

Jill waved his hand like a leader, "Let's do it."

The dagger was unsheathed, the dagger was off the waist, and each weapon was kissed to the throat.

The leaders of Fandra's gentry were captured in one fell swoop.

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