Realm of Power

"Sir, those ground rats finally couldn't stay any longer. Last night, the soldiers guarding the gate caught a dozen nobles who tried to escape over the wall, including Dardanil Chivic, whom we have been searching for." Early in the morning, Si Tatunco excitedly knocked on the door of Fatty's study.

"Oh, we can't stay any longer. It seems that we have overestimated this young master Qiweike!" The fat man looked up from the pile of information. His eyes were as red as rabbits, and there was a hint of cyan around his eyes. , tired and haggard, but his eyes were so bright that Statunko's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Statunko knew that his master had spent another sleepless night. Since the fat man arrived in Zhivacheze, for more than half a month, he had almost regarded the database under the Kirigong as his study room, even when eating I sleep here,

The straightforward Statunko didn't know why the Governor was so interested in the piles of waste paper. He almost only slept three or four hours a day and spent the rest of his time in these underground warehouses. It was like what was in the underground warehouse? Like a stunning beauty.

"Sir, can we close the net now!" Statunko asked. As Statunko, who had just been appointed as the administrative officer of the Ziva car, he knew the fat man's powerful methods far better than the people outside.

The strongest fortresses often collapse from the inside. The power of Fatty lies in stimulating people's desires. An ordinary land purchase order turned the peasants and nobles of Zhiva Cheze into enemies. The storm-like riot outside the city completely destroyed Dardanirh. The ruling order that Qiuji established throughout his life,

The nobles in the city who were proud of their dignity huddled in their homes anxiously and did not dare to go out. From time to time, angry peasants threw stones and dog feces at their beautiful mansions, and even tried to set fire to them. If it were not stopped by the Samor patrol, their beautiful mansion would have been destroyed. It has long been turned into ruins.

Many nobles who tried to escape from Riva Cheze were besieged by peasants outside the city. Their carriages were burned and their property was divided up by the angry peasants. People were put on wooden donkeys like dead dogs and displayed to the public. The entire Riva Cheze looked like A hell for nobles. No nobles wanted to attack the Samors anymore because they discovered that,

Hatred and hostility to the Samor people is meaningless, and even a very stupid act. At least the Samor army does not humiliate the nobles, but those crazy farmers outside the city do not care about the dignity of these noble people. In front of these mobs, the dignity of the nobles and Glory is not worth as much as a copper plate,

"We need the Samor people! Only the Samor people can calm this crazy world." The nobles sadly discovered that they had made a big mistake from the beginning. Without the protection of the Samor army, they could not even survive. There was no chance. This consensus quickly spread among the nobles.

In this environment, the plight of the remnants of the Dardanelle family can be imagined. The nobles hate these scourges that bring them misfortune, and the poor peasants are eager to eat their flesh and sleep on their skin. Even those with high status The lowly rural landowners, when they talk about this once glorious family, they also get angry and curse. The Dardanelle family, which has been glorious for a hundred years, has only been in less than twenty days, and it is more disgusting than a black and smelly ditch. . .

"What's the excitement! It's time to calm down this little farce." The fat man stood up from behind the table filled with information, stretched his waist, moved his numb hands and feet, and admonished Statunko.

"As a commander, calmness is the most important quality in situations! The Dardanelle family has long been of no concern. Asking you to catch that little mouse is just to show the outside world that we, Samour, have the ability to control the overall situation. Now since We’ve caught it, let’s publicize it to the outside world, lest others say we’re bullying the down-and-out wealthy family!”

"But let him go like this? Isn't it...?" Statunko defended with a stunned look on his face and was extremely unwilling to do so, but was stopped by the fat man with a wave of his hand.

"If I don't let him go, why are he still keeping them? How can I have so much money to support these idle people!" The fat man took the clean towel from the guard beside him, wiped his face, and walked to the door of the study in a hurry. , took a deep breath of fresh morning air, and said slowly

"Do you think that by catching them, the roots of the Dardanelle family will be uprooted? You are wrong. The roots of the Dardanelle family are not in Zhivacheze, but in the entire south. Uprooting the Dardanelle family It is easy for the family, but it is not worth it in exchange for all the nobles in the south being anxious and even hostile to Samor's rule. Although we now control most of the south, everything Some nobles are looking at us, and every move we make affects the nerves of these people. We just want to tell these neutral people that just like the nature of the earth, after thunder there must be rain and dew. There are both thunder that destroys everything in Samor, and there are The rain and dew that rejuvenate the earth, unless we really want to kill all the nobles in the lower south, this matter will end here!"

"Yes, sir, I understand!" Statunko suddenly realized it and bowed respectfully. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw a large, colorful drawing on the fat man's table, with messy lines. It was covered with drawings, the golden morning light shone in, and the drawings were surrounded by a layer of gold. Statunko was stunned for a moment.

"Ahem, by the way, how is the female assassin?" The fat man coughed a few times behind Statunko, and suddenly asked about the situation of the female assassin in the prison. Since the female assassin was imprisoned, the fat man It seemed that he had forgotten about this matter, because the fat man wanted to deal with it personally, and Statunko did not dare to interrogate him without permission.

"Listening to the prison guard's report, the woman has not spoken all the time," Statunko responded with a strange face, "but sometimes she behaves very violently, hitting the iron bars and walls with her body from time to time. If our doctors hadn't rescued her, Several times, now she has collapsed on the ground!"

"Oh? It turns out that this is the first time I have met such a strong woman! Unfortunately, she is my enemy!" The fat man shook his head regretfully. The bright and dazzling sunlight made the fat man feel dizzy after not going out for a long time.

Lock it up first, the more stubborn a person is, the more time he needs to polish it! Today I am going to a place to discuss a major matter related to Riva Cheze. As the administrative officer of Riva Cheze, you can go with me! "

The fat man took the black coat from the guard and walked out of the door first. Statunko quickly followed. The carriage passed through the urban area of ​​​​Zhivacheze. Due to the riots, there were very few pedestrians on the entire Zivacheze street. , the nobles who used to be like fishes crossing the river can’t even see their shadows.

The carriage was traveling on the stone road. Pedestrians on the road stopped to watch the carriage passing by. People who dared to travel in a carriage at this time were as rare as picking up gold coins on the road. The carriage passed through the south gate and drove out of the city. On the commercial road, dozens of Samor soldiers moved away the fence blocking the road. Obviously, this is a Samor military restricted area.

In order to prevent certain important institutions in Zhiva Cheze from being harassed by farmers, Samor set up restricted areas in some areas. Anyone who tried to break in would be arrested by the army. The carriage came to an open area not far outside the city. Stopping in front of a majestic building, the fat man put his coat on his body

Statunko followed the fat man out of the carriage, glanced at the building in front of him, and gasped, "Sir, why are you here!"