Lots of farmers began to appear at the end of the avenue.

At first, there were two villagers, then there were villagers with two-wheeled carts or goats, and finally, groups of farm members appeared. These people usually carry very little food, so even if they are robbed, they will only lose some food and need to go home hungry.

The abbot of the monastery announced the restoration of the abandoned bazaar and manor house, and the holding of a fire festival that had not been held for many years.

For the resumption of the bazaar, the surrounding independent estates and lords large and small are not very surprised. Now that the trade routes have been cut off, many farms have no way to go to distant cities on their own to buy farm tools, livestock, salt and iron, and to sell their agricultural products. This made many merchants who hoarded goods rich: the White Pigeon Chamber of the Nord bought a large number of goods at almost plunder prices, silk, cotton wool, calves, bacon, gold and silver, jewelry, slave girls, reed pens, parchment, Salander swords, armor, the White Pigeon Chamber of Commerce was like a vulture hovering in the sky, foraging for food on the plague-stricken earth, from the prince to the poor, from the duchess to the prostitute, the merchants of the White Dove Chamber of Commerce indiscriminately sucked people's blood: a silk? Only two bags of wheat can be exchanged; A ring? half a bag of oats; A flower crown worn by a lady? Two spoonfuls of kosher salt.

All of them were in distress of life, and at the same time they experienced the misfortune of the plague, they were also oppressed by foreign merchants.

Clashes against the Nords erupted, and the citizens of Little East Lake organized an armed guard to attack Nord merchants. These men attacked the Nord grain ships on the docks and seized more than two hundred bags of wheat. So much food is bewildering to the citizens. The Nords have always claimed that grain transportation is difficult and that they do not have much food themselves. So it's not that they're greedy, it's that there's so little food. It was to be transported from the distant Rhodok Mountains. Now it seems that this is nothing more than the nonsense of the Nords! Citizens piled up grain in the square like a hill, and some rode on the necks of others and shouted to their comrades: "Come and see! How the Nords have cheated us out of our wealth for hundreds of years! Their bread is as abundant as a mountain! Cheap as mud! But they sell us this kind of thing like a crown! ”

These citizens were squandering food a month ago, and at that time, they were all waiting for the end in a carnival. But once the riots are over, people find that the food has been almost ruined by themselves, and the new lord of Xiaodonghu City consciously hoards food. The famine began to spread. Today's citizens have not experienced chronic hunger, are still stronger, and are more prone to anger and impulsiveness. The Armed Guard sprinkled food on every street and called on the citizens to rise up and banish the Nord vampires. The citizens were outraged, and the expulsion of the Nords began in the city that lasted for several days.

The Kalinin prince needed food and weapons from the Nords, so he quietly sent people to put the Nords on the ship. But at the same time, he failed to protect the Nord trading posts, leaving them to be reduced to ashes in the sea of fire. The Nords submitted a statement of claim and hurriedly disappeared into the depths of the East Lake. Fishermen who followed the Nords said that the Nords went south, where the estuary continued south, as if the destination was Creel. I don't know what's going on there.

The eviction of the Nords did not restore food prices, but rather made the otherwise barely subsistence urban civilians even more hungry. People still can't understand one thing, how can gold coins not be able to buy food now? Gold coins are still such gold coins. It's not wrong to bite with your teeth, full of gold. I have a toothache. In the past, no matter how poor the countryside was, such gold coins were displayed. There will be countless farmers and village chiefs who will have to break their legs to buy enough food. But now, gold coins are not being respected anywhere. The peasants and craftsmen in the countryside were even more infuriating, demanding two or three times the price of their wages, and these cunning fellows were keeping a close eye on the movements of their peers, and forming guilds to set their own wages. Kalinin initially sent Yuri to negotiate with the craftsmen and ask them to return to their old wages, but the craftsmen were indifferent to Yuri's words, and simply gave him the money that a former artisan could earn in a day, and asked Yuri to try his luck at the bazaar and see what he could buy. Yuri traveled around the bazaars of Little East Lake City, but only found a bouquet of flowers for his daughter, with a vase attached. The artisans told Yuri that if the Romanovs thought that a vase of flowers could feed a family of artisans, then the artisans' guild agreed to lower the employment price.

Yuri realizes that things are not so simple, and simply summons the chairmen of craftsmen in various industries to negotiate with the leaders of the citizens who have built barricades. During the long argument, stools and chairs were tossed around the long oval table left by the city council, and a civic leader and two artisan chiefs were thrown out of the window, but in the end, the two sides agreed to manage the city's resources in a unified manner, and to negotiate the price of the artisans. The three people who were thrown out of the window were killed and two wounded, and in their honor, the town hall meeting was called the 'Throw Out the Window Assembly'.

Next, Kalinin presided over the second meeting, and this time, behind Kalinin sat the representatives of the citizens elected from the first meeting, who were either the head of a block, or the owner of a warehouse, or the president of a guild, and opposite Kalinin, sat the armed guard of the citizens' own initiative. The Armed Guards were regarded as heroes when they first drove out the Nords, but by this time, the Armed Guards, having lost their purpose, turned into a group of irascible and dangerous young men who began to rob the citizens and occupy the docks, attacking all foreigners who brought in supplies. Kalinin demanded that the men disband themselves, leaving a few to join the town hall assembly, or join his own guard. But the native-born citizens scoffed at Kalinin's suggestion, calling Kalinin a 'foreigner' and Kalinin's loyal citizens '', and then benches and tables flew up in the council hall again. Kalinin was very agile. After discovering the danger, he fled the scene as soon as possible. It's as fast as a light. This time, the citizen representatives suffered a big loss, and they were all fat, fat, intelligent and stable middle-aged and elderly people. The Armed Guards, which were mainly young people, were very weak, and several citizens were thrown out of the windows, and some of them survived only because they were too fat to block the windows. People called this meeting the 'Second Throw-Out Window'.

The first congress allowed Kalinin to take over all the guilds in silence, and the second seemed to have achieved nothing, but what was not appreciated was precisely the long-awaited opportunity of the Kalinin princes: for him, who had just taken over the city, the support of the citizens was very important, and many of his opponents were waiting for him to make a mistake in order to incite the citizens to rise up against him: the deposed former nobles and military officers met almost daily to discuss activities to subvert Kalinin. This time. The citizens took the initiative to grant Kalinin the right to let the soldiers enter the city to clear it, and Kalinin naturally couldn't ask for it.

On the eve of the purge, Kalinin and Yuri consulted with their Valan officers over a huge map, surrounded by loyalists from the city of Little East Lake. These men explained to the Valan officers the topography of the areas where the nobles lived in the city, how the barricades of the uncooperative burghers were structured, the location of the grain and cloth warehouses, the mansions of some officers and wealthy people, and so on. Officer Valan listened patiently to the explanation, then continued to ask questions, and Yuri inquired about the movements of some of the nobles of the loyalists. Officer Varan left the mansion in the middle of the night and headed for the barracks on the edge of the city.

The next day, the city was 'calm'. Everything is the same as it used to be: the bazaars are run by local gangs selling extremely expensive goods; The girl who sells sex quietly seduces the strangers who come and go in the crack of the door; The Armed Guards continued to harass citizens everywhere, giving themselves various nicknames and titles. Until it got dark, there was nothing to look at.

At dawn on the third day. The citizens who lived near the gates were the first to wake up, awakened by the sound of neat footsteps: six hundred Valans marched into the city in full armor and set about clearing it.

The citizens were sleepy-eyed. Look at the neat outfits of these Valan soldiers, and watch them look at the new equipment that they have received from the arsenal of Little East Lake City. In my heart I vaguely felt that a new family had risen, before that. They just put Kalinin . Romanov became a mercenary trafficker, and as long as he could not continue to loot his property, his soldiers would kill him and scatter him.

The Varans took the intersections in turn, blocking the connections between the districts, and then, as if a huge wooden gate had been pierced in bearings, it turned as if hundreds of soldiers were sweeping through the individual blocks. Many citizens were arrested from their homes, several large warehouses where the armed guards had gathered were surrounded, and all members who tried to escape were executed on the spot. For a while, the townspeople thought it was an indiscriminate massacre, and in the afternoon they were shocked to find that only some of the wealthy and military officer families were unlucky. Three barricades that had been refusing to cooperate were breached, the ringleaders were executed, and family members were arrested, and the Valans began to supervise the demolition of the barricade fences before nightfall. Sounds of fighting and shouting rang out around the city, and were soon extinguished. Prince Kalinin stood at the top of the church's bell tower, listening to the little bishop of Donghu --- the priest from White Harbor flattering in his ears.

At night, the city of Little East Lake was full of flames, and many of Kalinin's opponents were wiped out before they could organize a revolt.

In the later chronicles of the city of Little East Lake, this night was used as the starting point of Kalinin's rule.

The ongoing unrest in Xiaodonghu City made the trade routes in the surrounding area even more weak, and the farms of the rural nobility came to a standstill: they could not buy what they needed and could not sell what they had excess. People always curse the people of Xiaodonghu City for being too arrogant, just doing some reselling business, and looking down on everyone, but now people have found that without the connection with Xiaodonghu City, without the connection with the vast trade routes, many farms and plantations cannot be sustained on their own.

Therefore, this initiative of the abbot was welcomed by the villagers of the village, the small nobles of the village, or the owners of the plantations. What people think about the most is: How much gold did the abbot want to earn by reopening the bazaar? People gathered in the open space around the monastery, exchanging what little goods they had, and asking each other what surplus and scarcity there was, whether they needed labor, and how they were paid. The abbot of the monastery posted many postings for artisans and landless farmers, and the Gothic steward and some literate monk brothers introduced the new hiring prices and the abbot's plans.

"It's a lie, isn't it?" A farmer, with the characteristic cunning of a farmer, said, "A farmer can get the same salary here as he does in the city?" ”

"I would say that it is a deceit," said the increasingly wealthy goth chief, sweating his forehead, in a majestic voice, "but this is the price set by the dean, and that's what he said." ”

"Why don't I believe it?" The farmer looked left and right at his companion, "You say, if we can get so much money here, why do we have to go to Xiaodonghu City?" ”

"yes, why do you still want to go to Xiaodonghu City?" Lothar squeezed out from the other group of farmers, who were having a lively discussion. "Not only that, but you can also go to the cities to help spread the word so that the farmers from other places can come to us. If they come here and give out your name, they will be taken extra care and you will be rewarded. ”

The three craftsmen listened for a while, and then came over and bowed to Lothar: "Good day, priest! ”

"Good day." Lothar replied to them, and at this time, Goth was overwhelmed by another group of peasants.

"We are artisans who ran away from the estate of the Baron Fourier, who has not yet been willing to give us a raise, and who has whipped one of our brothers to death." The craftsman said, "We're going to go to Little East Lake City, but I see the dean recruiting people to restore the vineyard, right?" ”

"Yes." Lothar nodded, "I can't name the vineyards, the fishery, the alfalfa fields, the mills, but in reality, the Dean is ready to restore everything to its pre-plague state." ”

"Father," said a craftsman, who had a deep whip mark from his left eye to his nose, pointing to the scar, "if everything is as good as you say, even if it is only half good, I am willing to stay." But look at this scar! The lords won't allow you to recruit your own people, their thugs are not soft eggs, how are you going to deal with them? ”

"How to deal with those nobles?" Lothar turned to the side, pointed to the crowd in the distance and said, "Just like dealing with it." ”

People followed Lothar's fingers and watched, and the crowd in the distance suddenly erupted in cheers.

The huge scarecrow was thrown into the first torch, then the second and third, and then the farmers, merchants, monk brothers, vagabonds, and even the Kugit, Salander, and Creelians who had come to seek refuge poured torches on the giant scarecrow.

At first, the flames were like red ribbons, emitting smoke, spiraling upwards, spitting tongues of fire, little by little, making the huge body of the scarecrow full of fireworks.

The flaming winds also began to call out.

The crowd cheered again: a huge red flame had enveloped the head of the scarecrow, who was large but had already died.

The fire shone on everyone's face. (To be continued.) )