My name is Ren

Chapter 365 Small people also have the self-esteem of small people, and the counterattacks of small

Chapter 365 Small people also have the self-esteem of small people, and the counterattacks of small people are also sharp

Ogles has served the Thorn family all his life. As his grandson Tolstoy is only a groom now, it is impossible for Ren to let him be a groom for the rest of his life.With the continuous improvement of Rennes' power and status, he will inevitably take on more important positions in the future.The housekeeper may not be his turn, but there are other jobs.

So Tolstoy is not bothered at all by being just a groom today, he is also very concerned about his work.Besides, he is also Ren's confidant!

The northern part of Shukusius' city is a slum. Even Shukusius, a third-rate capital with a small population and no economic support, still faces the problem of polarization between the rich and the poor.The northern part of the city is closer to the ice sheet, while the southern part of the city is closer to the south. This is why the Shukusius people regard the northern part of the city as the residence of the poor.In fact, there is a reason for this. The cold wind blowing from outside the city passes through the northern part of the city first. After being diverted by the buildings in the city, the cold wind is not as severe as it was in the southern part of the city when it reached the southern part of the city.

Rich people all placed their properties in the south of the city, and then the confrontation and "hostility" between the rich and the poor began.People are always inexplicable things. Even though they don't know each other, they will look down on or hate each other because of where they live.Whether it is this country, this world, or another world.

Tolstoy walked on the streets of the northern part of the city, dressed in well-made clothes, and he did not look like a groom at all.People squatting or standing on the side of the road leaned against the door frame or the wall, and their cold eyes kept sweeping over him, revealing a kind of alienation and faint hatred.

"Excuse me..." He was about to ask where Norton lived, but the pedestrian stopped by him walked around him and continued on his own way. Tolstoy looked at the back of the man speechlessly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry .What does it mean?Express dissatisfaction with being rich?There was a pitiful and contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, he reached into his pocket, took out two silver coins and weighed them.The crisp sound of the sterling silver coins colliding with each other is very loud and pleasant to the ear.

The impact sound of the gold coins in the imperial currency was very dull, and the impact sound of the copper coins was too dry, but the impact sound of the silver coins was clear and crisp.When many thieves choose a target to steal, they can often tell whether there are silver coins in the other party's wallet and how many silver coins they have through a simple physical impact.

The not-so-noisy street fell silent in an instant. People looked greedily at the silver coins in Tolstoy's hands, and Tolstoy suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.He knew that his actions were a little too idealistic. This is a poor area. If someone rushed out to stab him just to take the silver coins in his hand, wouldn't he suffer a lot?Before those greedy eyes turned into dangerous ones, he shouted loudly, "I want to visit Mr. Norton, who can show me the way, these two silver coins are his!"

Those indifferent people became enthusiastic in an instant, shouting about where Norton lives, which is not far away, only two streets away from here.Tolstoy quickly threw two silver coins into the air, quickened his pace and immediately left this place of right and wrong.When he reached the end of the street, the group of men who fought for the ownership of the two silver coins suddenly dispersed.He glanced back, and saw a man with a sharp knife holding two silver coins, looking resolutely at the unwilling people around him, sneering from time to time.

What a savage place!

Where did Tolstoy, who lived in the south since he was a child, see such a scene?There are more job opportunities in the south, and it is also more prosperous, especially those cities near the sea in recent years, almost all of which have made a fortune from cross-border trade.The risk of sea transportation is extremely high. The sea monsters and violent weather have caused heavy losses to every fleet of cross-sea trade, but at the same time, they have also given them the power to make huge profits.Especially at the beginning of this year, several maritime merchants developed stable routes to the Allied countries, which pushed the upsurge of shipping to a higher level.

There is indeed a difference between the rich area and the poor area. Everyone here is like a beast!
Holding the scimitar hidden by the clothes around his waist, Tolstoy quickened his pace again.

Fortunately, it was not far from Norton's house.

In fact, he didn't need to worry too much. When he said that he wanted to visit Norton, it meant that he had been guaranteed safety in the northern district of the city.No one of Norton's guests has ever been injured in the North District, and even thieves try to avoid socializing with Mr. Norton's guests as much as possible.As one of the once famous figures in this city, both the rich and the poor here gave Norton the respect he deserved.

The yard of Norton's house was larger than other houses, and it looked much cleaner. Tolstoy knocked on the door, and the door opened slowly.He was startled by the dry and piercing creaking sound of the wood rubbing against each other.

"Who?"

Tolstoy straightened his appearance at once. Norton was not an aristocrat, not a decent man of high society.But he was Tolstoy, he was well-bred, he had manners, and he didn't let himself be sloppy just because the other was a common villain.

"Hi, sir has read the letter you sent, he asked me to come here to contact you, saying that you have what he needs here." To avoid unnecessary trouble, Tolstoy did not say that Ren The name of the company's name is taboo, and only the word "adult" is too simple to express it.

Norton sat in the yard. The real winter had passed, and the sunshine at this time brought warmth to people.He looked up at Tolstoy carefully, and nodded noncommittally, "Oh, my lord? Hehe, I don't know which lord it is?"

"The letter you sent, don't you understand?"

Facing Tolstoy's rhetorical question, Norton hesitated for a moment. He wasn't sure if it was a temptation from Gaher. In fact, Gaher had not stopped troublening him in recent years.Just when he was hesitating, Tolstoy smiled lightly, turned around and left, "Sorry, I may have found the wrong person."

How could Norton sit still at this time, he immediately stood up and chased a few steps, "Wait, wait, I remember." With an awkward smile on his face, he held back Tony. Erstad's arm, trying to make himself look innocent, "I remembered, it was indeed a letter sent by me. Come, let's come in and talk."

Tolstoy looked at him coldly, then nodded with a straight face, waved his sleeves and followed him into the back room.In less than a minute, he had quietly taken the initiative and dominated the conversation.

Although he is just a groom, Ogles taught him a lot of things, what he lacks is the opportunity.

After entering the room, Norton closed the door, making the room a bit dark. The two sat on the old and yellowed wicker chairs, and Norton thought about it before saying: "It is true that I sent the letter, and I also sent it." I apologize for the previous incident, to be honest, I have been punished by Gaher all these years. You see, I have been forced to come to the north of the city, so I have to be careful, I hope you can understand."

What a governor hates the most is that there is a force that is not under his control floating in his own territory.The previous governor was too gentle. The former governor may have regarded this place as a place for retirement, and he didn't care about the thorns like Norton under his command. Most of the time in the year was either on vacation in the south, or reporting on work in the imperial capital. Even if he had to stay in Shukusius sometimes, he didn't care about the affairs here.

Anyway, with the clerk watching, he would naturally interfere if something big happened.

Many times like Norton bullying the market and integrating unofficial forces in a certain industry, they hope for social stability more than the official ones. Only in this way can they bring them a lot of income.

The faults developed during the old governor's time became a reminder during the Gaher period.Not only was Norton out of control, but he also colluded with grassroots officials in an attempt to deceive Gaher. How could this work?

So Norton began to live a miserable life, and as long as Gaher found out about it, he would definitely be severely punished.Gaher didn't beat him to death with a single stick, but let him continue to live in this city, treating him as a typical chicken surrounded by monkeys, dripping with blood, not dying and twitching constantly!

From Wren's receipt of the letter to Tolstoy's arrival here, at most, there was only a little over an hour.For more than an hour, Tolstoy had already inquired about Norton's past, and he agreed with Norton's statement at this time.

"We have the same enemy...", this sentence made Norton overjoyed. What he was most afraid of was that these noble gentlemen would treat them as knives and throw them away after they were used up. If he could describe Gaher as an enemy, he would never die situation.The corners of Norton's excited eyes twitched uncontrollably. He lowered his head and became more humble. "So, if you really have something that adults need, and you hope to give it to me, your credit will not be forgotten. But if you are sneaky, you should know that even Gaher, in the face of When grown-ups are angry and angry, they must tremble with fear."

Norton nodded and bowed, "Of course, of course!" He suddenly looked up at Tolstoy, "I am the evidence!"

Tolstoy's mind froze suddenly, and he suddenly came to his senses. He raised his wrist and pointed at Norton, "You'd better make sure you have no other thoughts, otherwise no one will be able to save you."

Norton revealed a cruel smile, "I have been waiting for this day for six years!"

"You mean, you watched Gaher for six years?"

In the box on the second floor of the tavern, facing Ren's calm tone, Norton felt a storm-like momentum coming, and the strong smell of blood and death made him gasp. Kneeling on the ground with a plop.Beads of sweat were already densely covered on his forehead, and his tense heartbeat became a little disordered. He replied tremblingly, "Yes, my lord."

Ren nodded, his legs were crossed, his slightly closed eyes were shining brightly.

The encirclement and suppression of Devil Mountain was destined to become a joke. He knew very well that Gaher must be secretly laughing at him. The ordinary people watching the excitement, and even some people in the imperial capital were laughing at his stupidity.But in fact, it is not he who is stupid, but those who read the joke.In fact, from the very beginning, Renn had no intention of facing Sistine directly, nor did he consider forcing Sistine step by step to confront him head-on, as those outside said.

On the way from Shukusius, he had already set his target on Gaher.

Compared to Sistine, a smuggling leader with an intricate network of relationships, Gaher's situation is a little simpler and purer.But from the point of view of the requirements to achieve the goal, the two are actually the same.He came here to investigate the smuggling group's sale of Tiberium crystals. Empress Pars was furious only at the sale of such important strategic materials as Tiberium crystals, and dismissed other commodities at all.

To achieve this, capturing Sistine is one way, and kicking out Gaher can also achieve the goal.

Without Gaher's indulgence and pretentiousness, how could Sistine and his caravan cross Demaragu to sell Tiberium crystals to the ice field?
That's not dozens of hundreds of pieces, but dozens of cars!
Even the blind can see these smuggling carriages, and Ren can't believe that Gaher is as ignorant as he said.The scale of Sistine's smuggling is getting bigger and bigger, which just shows that it was caused by Gaher's indulgence. If Gaher is kicked out and replaced by a governor who can carry out Queen Pars' will, then Will things get better?Thinking about it again, if Gaher lost his help, or even tipped off, would Sistine have nowhere to hide?
The reason why there was such a farce as the encirclement and suppression of Devil Mountain was just a way for Ren to paralyze Gaher.He told Gaher through practical actions, look, I've been shoulder to shoulder with Sistine since I came here, and these things have nothing to do with you.Such a result also gave Gaher a reason to stand on the sidelines-he could sit on the ground and raise the price.He doesn't do anything now, but waits for the two sides to sell himself for a good price when the two sides are about to decide.

And what Ren wants is that he does nothing now.

"Even under the light there are shadows, and any clean place will have crevices where dirt is hidden. As the nobleman of the empire and the governor of Madragu, Gaher may have done some things that are not in line with his status. , Do you think so?" Ren's tone was very flat, but in this flatness, there was a power that made Norton dare not say even a single lie.In his eyes, Renn is like a giant ice beast in human skin. The peace shown by all this is just his disguise!
Norton's forehead touched the floor directly, "Yes, you're right, he did do some things that don't fit his identity."

 In the recent book review area, there are some opinions about the character of Ren. From the very beginning of this book, I did not think about shaping Ren as a tall, bright and upright holy milk.He must be a selfish person, a greedy person, a ruthless person, a ruthless person, and a person who can do anything for the benefit.Simply put, he is a bad guy.

  People don't like to see a bad guy who is too dry and white, so he put on gorgeous clothes and became a nobleman exuding aristocratic atmosphere, full of corruption, arrogance and prejudice.

  He is a calm and rational bad guy, so he is so bad that everyone thinks he is a hateful character.Conversely, when I define Ren as a bad guy, the more your sister hates him, the more she thinks he is crazy and selfish, doesn't it just reflect the reality of this character?

  Born in calmness, destroyed in madness, the story continues!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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