Under the sincere persuasion of Viscount Tatdu, Zhang Lisheng, who had vented his anger, seemed to gradually regain his senses, although he still muttered in frustration, "I am now a government official of the Chinese Kingdom of Earth, what is the use of wanting the territory of the Roman Continent, it is better to detoxify me quickly", but his attitude eased.

"My friend, no matter what your identity is, a rich territory has great value and will definitely bring great changes to your life," knowing that the black-haired young man in front of him was already tempted, Lord Tate held back his excitement and said while the iron was hot: "Gold and precious stones are precious treasures everywhere, aren't they."

According to the laws of the Roman Continent, even if you don't live here in the future, you can appoint trusted people to manage your territory at will, and collect regular benefits.

Imagine that as long as Tate receives zài, you and your descendants will receive at least a hundred pieces of gold per year, which will guarantee that your family will be superior in any 'world' for generations to come.

As for the 'Honest Powder', rest assured, as long as I can stand up, the antidote will be delivered to you along with the letter of knighthood and the letter of territorial cession. ”

"It seems that I have no choice at all," Zhang Lisheng's face pondered for a while, and said with a wry smile: "Daomen disciples with quick healing power are the standard equipment of the protection personnel of the Huaguo Mission, and our mission also has two.

However, now that the Tatt Commander is not an official ally of the Hua Kingdom, it is difficult to directly order those Taoists to treat the injuries of the Viscount, so they can only plead in a roundabout way. It's best to let them come forward.

Well, the power of the Taoist priests comes from both their own cultivation and the inheritance of the sect, if they can spread their religion in the Tatdu Territory..."

"This is impossible, Director Zhang Bingqi, for thousands of years, the Roman warriors have only believed in three things, the power of their fists, the weapons in their hands, and the riding beasts under their crotches, which is the most glorious tradition and the foundation of warriors ruling the continent.

If the Viscount allowed a fictional god to take precedence over the 'warrior', then the disaster he faced would not be as simple as abdication. The lords of the entire Roman Continent will crusade against 'Tartdu'. Such examples are not unheard of in history!" Etfargo interrupted the black-haired youth's temptation, and said flatly in refusal.

Hearing these words, Zhang Lisheng finally understood why the Romans, whose social system was still in slavery and excessive to feudalism, saw that the powerful and incomprehensible Atlantean battleship was not only not regarded as a miracle. Instead, he bravely attacked. Even if there has been speculation about this kind of thing. I still can't help but feel a bit of frustration.

I didn't expect to see the black-haired young man with a look of embarrassment, just now he felt that he had been in a desperate situation, but now he encountered a problem again. Viscount Tatdu, whose mood fluctuated so much that ordinary people could not imagine, suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "It is absolutely not permissible to preach among the soldiers and even civilians of Tatdu, but slaves can be accommodating.

Of course, it is impossible for a lord family like the 'Tattut family', who have been famous for their martial arts for generations, to allow slaves to have faith, but if, my friend, you become Sir Roman and have your own territory, I will not stop you from preaching among your own slaves. ”

"My lord, you..." Hearing Lord Tatdu's almost bottomless and unnecessary compromise, Etfargo's always calm face finally changed color, but when he saw that the viscount was full of bloodshot and his eyes were faintly mad, he swallowed the words of opposition and obstruction back into his stomach.

And Zhang Lisheng on the side was naturally ecstatic in his heart, but he remained silent on the surface, sighed and said: "Actually, it is not good for me to let those Taoist priests preach in the 'Roman World'.

I'm an atheist, and I don't believe in ghosts and gods, and the reason why I said that just now is for the sake of Lord Viscount, well, after the mission settles down in Tatt Turgeon in two days, I will first quietly communicate with the Religious Affairs Bureau..."

"We don't have that much time, Director Zhang Bingqi," Etfargo quickly regained his calm expression, and interrupted the black-haired young man again in a low voice, "It's best that you can move those companions who wield magical powers early tomorrow morning to heal the Viscount's wounds." ”

"Is it so urgent, but it's good to do this, save you a lot of dreams at night," Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment, pondered for a while and nodded, "Then the plan is about to be changed, I have to discuss it with Director Shi Hongwei first."

Lao Shi doesn't look close to people, but in fact, he treats me well in private, and it shouldn't be a big problem to give up a big face to let him turn a blind eye, and then I will use the identity of the deputy team leader to talk to the Taoist priest of the Religious Affairs Bureau, talk about the conditions, things can be done, I am afraid that their magic ability is insufficient, and they will not be able to cure the injury of the viscount.

Alas, if you had told the truth, I would have tried my best to bring a Taoist priest who had cultivated to a higher level. ”

"We didn't expect Sir Hostan to achieve such a brilliant victory, and it was indeed a huge mistake to think that the Viscount's position was quite stable for the time being, and that he could slowly arrange it at every opportunity. In response to the black-haired youth's complaints, Eterfago nodded approvingly, "Then tomorrow will depend on your lips and tongue, Sir Zhang Bingqi." ”

"It's too early to call me Sir now, Master Etefargo. Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a wry smile and said.

"I have a hunch that you will succeed, my lord," said the Great Wise Man of Tatedu, with a gentle smile in front of the black-haired young man for the first time, "It's getting late, let Lord Hedland take you back to rest, I will draft the knighthood and the domain cession document here, and let the viscount seal it, and wait for your good news."

"How can I sleep under such circumstances," Zhang Lisheng sighed, "Then I'll go back to my room first and think about how to finish my conversation with Director Shi and the Taoist priests of the Religious Affairs Bureau after dawn."

Hey, let's hope it works out. He bowed to the two big men of Tattdu, turned around and walked back to the secret door behind the assistant chief of Viscount Tatdu.

When the figure of the black-haired young man disappeared in the secret room, Etefargo's face, which looked cloudy in the shaking firelight, appeared a gloomy color, and he suddenly spoke: "Lord Viscount, if Zhang Bingqi really wants to be a roman in the land you have divided in the future..."

"Old man, although we 'Tattodu' have always counted slaves in the population because we are only a viscounty, can slaves actually be considered human beings?

I remember twenty years ago, when the serfs revolted on the plantations of North Enet, I once led a cavalry warrior to hunt thousands of slaves in one day, unscathed..."Before the great wise man of Tatt could finish speaking, the lord lying on his side said unconcernedly.

But when he saw Etefargo's rare cold face, his tone changed: "Don't worry, teacher, I know what to do, tradition is tradition, and I won't let the surname 'Tatedu' be ashamed."

But the most important thing now is to let those people from the other world heal my wounds, and then suppress the arrogance of Hostan's rise, and the future, let's talk about it in the future, you can first draft the knighthood and the territory cession book. ”

"Divide the fiefdom into, my lord?" Estafago, knowing that the only thing left on the mind of the lord to whom he was loyal was to heal his wounds at this time, asked without further rambling.

"I've thought about it, I don't need much land, just find a rich valley in the Thiley Mountains, well, I remember there's a town like this near the Red Shrimp River, right?" asked Viscount Tattdu after a moment's thought.

"Yes, my lord, the town is called Green River, and it is two thousand five hundred paces in circumference, and there are fifteen hundred slaves there to grow mountain rice and fish for you, and to feed about eighty families of civilians who dig iron ore and smelt refined iron, and twenty warriors. The wise man of Tathdu took out a map drawn on the skin of the beast from his bosom, looked at it by the dim light of the fire, and replied.

"Fifteen hundred slaves, eighty households, twenty samurai, two thousand five hundred steps to grow rice for irrigation, as well as fishing grounds and iron mines, what a good town..."

But soon reason overwhelmed instinct, he sighed and gritted his teeth and ordered: "Teacher, let's change the name of Green River Town in the Xilei Mountains to 'Zhang Zhen' and cut it into Zhang Bingqi's fief." ”

"Yes, sir. Estafago nodded, took out two blank animal skins stacked on top of his sleeve and spread them on the ground, and began to sit cross-legged and write the knighthood and the cession of the territory with charcoal.

When he had finished writing, he hunched over the hide, which symbolized his noble status and great wealth, to Viscount Tateto, and admonished him in a tone of unprecedented severity: "Don't forget your promise, my lord, and don't let Tatedu be disgraced. ”

"I will, teacher. Lord Tatdu, who has rarely been taught a lesson since he was a young man, couldn't help but change his face when he heard this, nodded and replied in a muffled voice, took the animal skin, and put it in his sleeve.

At the same time, Zhang Lisheng, who returned to the stone bedroom, was in a mood diametrically opposite to that of Viscount Roman, thinking about what to do next after having a near-perfect start.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I felt, and the time became difficult to endure, and finally waited until dawn, and finally there was some light in the sky, and before the morning sun shone through the stone window, Zhang Lisheng got dressed, hurriedly went out, rushed to the door of the false mission leader, and rang the brass bell.

The bell rang only two or three times, and the stone door was pushed open from the inside, revealing the white-haired old man's unhealthy face, "Director Zhang, why did you get up so early?"

"Director Shi, I didn't get up early, but I didn't sleep all night like you," Zhang Lisheng pretended to smile and said: "I didn't go to bed early last night, but I suddenly had a new idea, so I wanted to talk to you quickly." ”

"Then come on in. The old man leaned sideways and let the black-haired young man into the room. (To be continued......)