Dominate the world in three weeks?

The turmoil in Alderete caused by a drought will be a story that people talk about for a long time to come.

Because there is no one like Terrence who has blood-washed half of the industrial chain in the territory.In the current situation where nobles and businessmen compromise and collude with each other, oppressing commoners is the default attitude towards life.It's just that this time the matter in Aldelete City was too serious. As the lord, Terrence was deceived, not to mention, and the interests were shared by Xiao Xiao. This is where the nobles made jokes.

Who knew that Terrence would arrest most of the businessmen in the territory in a fit of anger?

Although such actions made some nobles who looked down on the merchant class feel very happy, they would also quietly laugh at Terrence's impulsiveness behind his back.See who dares to do business in Alderete City?Without those businessmen who would make money, the little duke's luxurious life would probably plummet.

——Sure enough, he is still a child who can only use his emotions!

Probably many people will evaluate this in their hearts.

Wesley was also very worried about the development of Terrence's territory - although he tried his best to help the little duke as requested, he was not without doubts in his heart.

He hoped that Terrence was not a person who acted recklessly regardless of the consequences. After all, such a character would suffer a lot in political struggles.

In the face of Wesley's inquiry, Terrence just smiled - after all, his relationship with the special commissioner has not yet reached the point of knowing everything.

When the city of Alderete recovered from the tension of the purge forces, the food that Terrence promised to the legion commander finally arrived from the east.The huge number made the civilians in the city rejoice.

On the contrary, Lawrence, who was used to worrying, went to find Terrence on purpose, and was very concerned about the source of this batch of food. Even if Terrence was rich, it was probably impossible to raise so much money in a short time.

Terrence comforted him to just rest assured, and then he got busy again.Because following this batch of food came to Alderete City, there was also a visitor from afar.

This was an old acquaintance. Speaking of which, Terrence had done business with him before, and every year a batch of military supplies for the legion was purchased from him.

This guest is Stiller, a great businessman living in the imperial capital.

In the early years, he took a fancy to the richness of the Shannin Pyle Empire, and he took a break from the bumpy life of traveling around the world and reselling things, and settled down in Shannin Pyle.

Because of his business experience in buying low and selling high in the past, this already well-capitalized businessman started a trading firm. He has shops all over Shanninpail and operates various businesses. Now his net worth has doubled.Last year, the Queen made him a baronet in recognition of his role in the economic prosperity of the empire.Although the title is not high, this gentleman is the first businessman in the empire to be awarded a lord, which shows his ability.

Stiller transferred the food Terrence sent to Alderete twice from surrounding businesses.This time, Stiller personally arrived in Alderete with the goods because he and Terrence still had cooperation to discuss.

Terrence cleaned out half of the merchants in the territory at one time, which undoubtedly caused a huge loophole in the handicraft industry chain, which could not be recovered for a while.This void always needs to be filled.

And Stiller happened to be the most capable and reassuring candidate.

Stiller would not let such a delicious cake from Alderete City slip away from his mouth.

The two had already reached an agreement that Stiller would mobilize food to alleviate the plight of the territory. As compensation for the lack of currency, Terrence would allocate a part of the confiscated property to Stiller to take care of—not a gift, but mutual Cooperation, Stiller can get half of the annual proceeds as compensation.

The business opportunities contained in this ancient and huge city are exactly what Stiller values, but in the past it was firmly protected by self-sufficient agricultural production, and now it has finally revealed a door in front of him-this is amazing It's a mutually beneficial cooperation, isn't it?

After discussing all the details, Terrence asked the servant to lead Stiller to the guest room to rest, and he and Lancer were the only ones left on the terrace.

Holding the black tea, Terrence looked towards the lush garden downstairs. The stone statue of a goshawk with broken wings still stood in the center, but the scattered stones had been cleaned away.The servant once asked Terrence whether to remove the statue together, but he refused - so this incomplete stone statue will probably exist here for a long time.

"I don't know what Uriah and Lu Sien are doing now? Before I left, Uriah was still angry with me for not taking him with me."

The affairs in the city have almost come to an end, and Terrence finally has leisure and relaxation.He thought of the two people who stayed in the imperial capital, and couldn't help showing a comfortable smile.

Lancer added ice cubes to Terrence's glass, and enjoyed the cool breeze in the scorching heat with him, and asked after a while: "How about leaving the property to Mr. Stiller? If you are smart, this person may be even better."

Lancer didn't know much about these things, but he also knew that Stiller was a businessman who valued profit, and it was not easy to ask for the quality of loyalty from him.

Terrence waved his hand lazily: "My good uncle has always felt that merchants have violated the interests of nobles, so he has a very stubborn temper. In this regard, he is not as good as my pleasure-loving cousin. Even if Stiller Flattering him is just futile work. As for Alderete City, it has been closed for long enough, and the moths inside are so rampant. Now it needs someone to bring fresh air to it. Stiller's usefulness is to me The advantages outweigh the disadvantages. As for who suffers and who benefits, both of us have our own ideas, so who can say for sure?"

As Terrence spoke, he squinted his eyes and looked at the vast blue field in the distance.

Alderete City Jail.

This cold and gloomy looking building is even more solemn under the watchful eyes of armored soldiers.Officials and gentry involved in the famine were imprisoned there, and would be hanged soon.

Because he knew his end well, the entire prison was filled with an atmosphere of despair.

The tax collector sat huddled in a corner of his cell. He was used to living a pampered life. To him, such a dirty and messy environment was no different from death.After only staying here for two days, he could already see the outline of the mandible under his double chin.

At this time, a man stopped in front of his cell door.

The tax officer looked up and saw an unknown soldier standing outside the door, with a helmeted head peeking out from the viewing window.

The fat man shook the remaining fat on his body, and didn't know how to react for a while—he wished to die in this ghostly place, but now he saw someone coming to him, but he was terrified of death.

The soldier reached out and knocked on the window. The muffled sound made the tax official's heart beat violently. Without even thinking about it, he scrambled and scrambled to hide in a dark corner.At this time, he didn't dislike the filth in the corner at all, as if hiding there would prevent anyone from catching him.

Seeing the actions of the tax officer, the soldier curled his lips in disdain, and impatiently lowered his voice and shouted inside: "If you don't want to die, get out! Don't make me say it twice!"

The other party did not open the door and walked in. This behavior made the tax official feel a little relieved.But the other party's unfaltering attitude still shocked him, and only later did he realize that there was something else in the soldier's words.

He glanced at the soldier hesitantly, and felt that the other party could not hurt him through a door, so he dragged his weak legs and moved over step by step.

"This... this gentleman, what do you want?"

Hearing what the tax officer called him, the soldier snorted slightly: "You don't have to be so cautious, I was entrusted to rescue you, but I can't be your honor."

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His words were full of sarcasm, but unfortunately the over-starved tax official didn't catch it at all.As soon as he heard the word rescue, his eyes immediately lit up. He raised his short and fat body, grabbed the window frame and asked, "Who? Who asked you to come? My son?"

The soldier frowned impatiently: "Why do you ask so many questions, as long as you know that I can rescue you!"

"Yes, yes." The tax official nodded repeatedly.

He was terribly frightened by his surprise just now, and now he didn't want to die at all, so he was naturally afraid of offending this unknown helper.

"Then... shall we leave now?" the tax official asked cautiously.

"You are very anxious, but it's a pity that you can't do it now." The soldier lowered his voice and ordered, "Tomorrow you go and call the little duke to the prison, and I will find a chance to rescue you."

"What? No, no! Call him here, how can I escape?"

The tax collector shook his head repeatedly. He was teased severely by Terrence, and he still remembers the cold expression on the kid's last look at him.Although it was embarrassing, he was really scared by a kid who was not yet an adult.

Seeing that his voice was getting louder, the soldier interrupted him viciously: "Shut up! If you don't dare to take the risk, then wait to be executed two days later!"

The tax officer choked the rest of the words in his mouth. He opened his mouth and was trying to persuade the soldiers to give up this plan, when someone's voice came from the other side far away: "What's going on? Sean, what are you doing standing there? What?"

The soldier who was questioned quickly agreed, glanced at the tax official, and hurried away.

The tax officer frowned, and sat on the ground again, biting his fingers, trying to sort out some clues from his chaotic mind.

In fact, the soldier who suddenly appeared was really suspicious, and it was not that the tax collector didn't see it.But he is already going to be executed, do you still care about this?

What's more, it can be known from the other party's words that his goal may be that brat Aldrett.Thinking of the brat's crazy appearance, the tax officer clenched his hands with hatred.

If he hadn't shown mercy, how could he have been executed?

Thinking like this, the tax official made up his mind.

Even if you can't escape, it's good to make that kid suffer.