When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 718: The Messenger of the Stone-Broken Plain

When Jeanne quietly walked into the meeting room through the side door, she saw three or five monks taking shorthand notes with charcoal pencils.

As clerical work increased, some of the privy monks began to use alchemically hardened graphite peat pens as shorthand tools.

When Jeanna sat down, the first thing she heard from the Stonebreaker was -

"The attitude of Gravel Plain is very clear, Lord Horn." The fat messenger named Dabersas whispered, "We have no stance. We will follow whoever can give us more."

"I don't think it is a friendly attitude to kill the shepherds who trade with us on the border." Madeleine stared at him with burning eyes.

"They violated the law and smuggled wool to you." Dabosas took off his mink hat and held it against his chest. "We feel sorry for it, but the law is the law. It was not made today. There is nothing we can do about it."

"What do you want?" Horn asked calmly, gesturing to hand a glass of wine to Dabersas.

Although he did not understand his purpose, Horn received him with imperial etiquette.

It just changed from grape wine to ordinary fruit wine, but Horn was willing to add sugar and it was distilled.

As a northerner, Dabersas showed satisfaction in his eyes after taking a sip. Fruits, sugar, and liquor all touched the hearts of the Stonecrushers.

"If we can trade in the future, can this wine be on the list?" Dabersas asked with shining eyes.

"The wine is supplied internally. I can give it to you, but I don't sell it to you." Horn shook the glass, "Just say whatever you want to say."

"The wool trade between our Gravel Plains and Thousand River Valley should be regularized. There should be no smuggling every day. It is unfriendly to both you and us." Dabersas said humbly.

"Have you forgotten about blocking our trade and attacking the Thousand River Valley?" Jeanne couldn't bear to listen any longer.

"The Osra family forced us to do it." Dabersas seemed to have suffered a great injustice. "We don't even want to do it!"

"We welcome formalization, but I don't know what you mean by formalization?" Horn lowered his eyes slightly.

"It's simple. We will no longer block the border, but raise the price of wool to 1.5 pounds per load. How about that?"

Xixi immediately slammed the table and stood up: "Are you crazy? If we raise the price of wool as you said, our profits will drop significantly. How can this have no impact?"

"Raise prices, cut wages, isn't it a waste to give these untouchables so much money?" Dabersas looked at the emotional Sissi with a puzzled look on his face.

Horn frowned, and he looked at Sissi and Madeleine beside him, and saw the solemnity in their eyes.

"Do I need to teach you this?" Dabersas didn't know whether to be surprised or laugh at him. "Let your sheriff or knight force them to spin.

This is forced labor. If they don't obey, they will be killed. Giving them money is considered a favor. It is out of your kindness, but it is not necessary to do so."

Horn put down the wine glass in his hand without taking a sip, licked his lips and stood up: "Mr. Dabersas must be tired after coming to the Holy Court. Why don't you take a rest first and talk another day?"

"So when can I see you next time?"

"Unfortunately." Horn grinned, showing his white teeth. "I may have to tour the Thousand River Valley and Black Snake Bay in the next few months, so I may not have much time."

The smile on his face froze, and Dabosas stood up: "Wait, are you rejecting us?"

Horn glanced at Duvalon next to him, then said to Dabersas, "Yes."

"You have no reason to refuse!" Dabersas was shocked and angry at this moment, "You should understand that from the bottom of our hearts, we want to stand on your side.

The Osra family and the Blue Bee family are the same kind of people. Gravel Plain, Thousand River Valley and Black Snake Bay are the same geographical unit. We should build a country together and become masters. If possible, after you defeat Leia, Gravel Plain will be happy to join the Holy Alliance.

We have wool and you have high-speed textile machines. We should join hands to earn the little money that the Kingdom of France has.

We remain neutral in this war and can even help you stir up some trouble in the Kingdom of Leia to gain some advantages for you.

And you don’t even have to pay much, just make some small concessions in trade.”

"It's a small concession for me, but it's a bottomless abyss for the mountain people." Unlike in front of the eunuchs, Horn looked at him calmly, "If I want to make money, I can make a lot of money with sugar and spices.

I started the wool trade so that the people of South Moundshire could have food to eat, and this is also the foundation on which the Holy Union was built - we want everyone to be able to survive and have the hope of living a better life.

As long as you work hard and use your brain, you can live a better life than before. This is my promise to them.

I didn't establish Holy Union for money. I have no interest in money.

If you can represent the majority of people in Gravelland and agree with my ideas, I would welcome Gravelland to join.

But if you join only for the benefit of a small group of people, I'm sorry, you have no right to stand here and speak to me on behalf of Gravelfield."

"You live in such a big house, use exquisite utensils, and lead a luxurious life..." Being caught between two guards, Dabersas still did not give up, "Everything will be gone when the Leia people come."

Horn laughed for the first time out of anger: "Do you think I care about this? Ridiculous, send him away."

"You will regret this!" Dabersas turned his back to Horn and said, "Just wait for the attack from both the Gravel Plain and the new king... Your palace, your maids, and your carriage will all be burned to ashes..."

"Your Majesty, why don't you pretend to agree and regret it later?" Du Valon couldn't help but turn around and ask as he watched the Stonefield messenger leave angrily from the window.

"They are not our friends, let alone those we should or can win over." Looking at the cheese pie with a missing piece in confusion, Horn picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth.

"If it were one or several shepherd leaders or small businessmen who came to negotiate today, I would be happy to discuss these matters with them." Madeleine also picked up a piece.

Sissi then picked up the cheese pie and added: "Devils are devils, they may have to change their ways, but as a group, they are not with us.

Take these gravel nobles as an example, they were frightened by the previous beating.

A new king is about to ascend the throne, and if they want to retain sufficient autonomy, they must show their willingness to obey but also the ability to make the new king unstable.

That is why they are writing congratulatory letters to the new king while at the same time seeking to make peace with us.

The former expresses an attitude of submission, while the latter expresses the ability to not submit and to cause trouble. If you really believe what he says, it is like swallowing poison wrapped in candied fruit."

Du Valon was suddenly enlightened, then asked in confusion: "What about Meliati and those mountain knights?"

"Most mountain knights are essentially small landowners and rich farmers, not true nobles." Horn swallowed the cheese pie in his mouth. "There are indeed some devils among them. In the future, we can take advantage of the victory to launch a purge and drive them all out."

"It's a pity that our agricultural reform in the mountainous areas is going to stagnate again." Xixi flipped through the report in her hand and started to have a headache.

Horn had anticipated this: "Expand the conscription, start a few more dikes and road projects, and ensure that they have enough money to launch reforms and get through the pain period of reform."

"Then the money from the windmill land we just got..."

"Man proposes, the Holy Father proposes. This is fate." Madeleine patted Sissi's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)