Fang Zhou, I'm just a farmer, not Shennong!

"Hahaha, even brothers should settle accounts clearly."

"No matter what, I'm grateful."

Lu Yuan smiled and said, "Then I have a task I need to entrust to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the elites present pricked up their ears. After two months of training, they really wanted to test the comprehensive capabilities of their team in actual combat.

"Now, all the slums in Saint Fort are under the management of our Civilian Grain Association. However, this is only Saint Fort. Our Civilian Grain Association has not shown its sharp fangs for several months."

"Two days later!"

"The Civilian Grain Association will expand again. When that happens, we'll need your elite forces to cooperate with ordinary security officers and other specialists to carry out related protection work. If you encounter any obstacles from the underworld, you can make your own decisions."

"as well as..."

Lu Yuan's expression suddenly became serious.

"If you encounter an unknown attacking enemy... you can kill them directly."

"If you encounter an army, you can engage them directly unless there is no other alternative..."

"........"

Lu Yuan explained a lot in one breath, and handed over almost all authority to the captains of all elite troops.

Lu Yuan knew that he must have been exposed long ago. There was a 90% probability that his identity had been known to the pro-war nobles of Ursus. After all, the Civilian Grain Association was too powerful.

The reason for not taking action at the moment may be due to some concerns, or perhaps they are just waiting and watching.

And when he began to expand actively, the nobles of Ursus would definitely be unable to sit still and would definitely take action against him or his own security bureau.

They are waiting for their chance.

And isn’t Lu Yuan himself also waiting for their opportunity?

The order had just been issued.

The entire Civilian Grain Association took intensive action.

The next targets of the elite troops have been selected, which are the villages around the Fortress of Saint Stein and the largest city closest to the Fortress of Saint Stein, Rostoa.

.............

Two days later

In a medium-sized village not far from Saint Jun Castle.

Although it is close to Saint Jun Castle.

However, not many residents of this village choose to work in Shengjun Castle, because they know that the population of Shengjun Castle has already been saturated. Moreover, they do not have Shengjun Castle household registration, so even if they enter Shengjun Castle, they will not be able to find a job.

Fortunately, they still have arable land passed down from their ancestors. Relying on the crops grown on the arable land, they keep part of it for themselves every year and sell part of it to make some money.

Although they are not as well off as the working people in big cities, they can still make a living.

However, with the emergence of a group called 'Clay Grain', the life of this village, including all the surrounding villages, has obviously changed dramatically.

Today, at the invitation of the village chief, thousands of villagers from this village came to an open space outside the village. Here, people from the Clay Grain Group were leading a large group of strong and fierce-eyed thugs waiting in the open space.

It’s almost time for people to come.

The regional head of the Clay Food Group gave a hypocritical smile.

"Now that everyone is here, I have something to tell you on behalf of the group."

"This year, the price the group charges for potatoes has been reduced from 4 chelven per kilogram to 2 chelven per kilogram."

This simple sentence caused all the villagers present to whisper to each other.

"2 Cherven! How can we survive this?"

"How can 2 Chelven be enough?! We've worked so hard for a year and only earned 2000 Chelven!"

"I won't sell it!!! I'm keeping this food for myself, I won't sell it!!!"

The person in charge smiled and said, "As you know, the company has no other choice. Business is getting worse and worse, and 2 Cherwen is already quite high."

"Of course, as for not selling..."

At this point, the person in charge's smile suddenly turned sinister.

“You can try…”

Hundreds of strong thugs behind him were waving sticks and machetes, rubbing their hands in preparation for a fight, which frightened all the villagers present so much that they shrank their necks and dared not to resist any further.

There was a village next door that had once rebelled. It was possible for the people of the whole village to fight off the hundred or so people together, but the subsequent retaliation would be endless. I heard at the time that in order to make an example of them, more than a hundred people died in the neighboring village at once.

However, even though so many people died, no one cared, which also made the surrounding villages completely despair.

They knew that here, the Clay Group Grain Group was the sky, and there was no way to resist, so they could only endure it.

Seeing these villagers were so scared that they didn't say a word.

The person in charge immediately laughed sarcastically.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, starting this year, you can only keep 20% of the annual harvest for yourselves! The remaining 80% must be sold to us. If we find out... hehe..."

"I don't think you guys want to hold a funeral in such a cold weather. Of course...it's also possible that no one will hold a funeral for you."

"That's the notice. You should be grateful for the group's kindness. It's the group that allows you to still have the opportunity to farm and have enough to eat. Instead of being ungrateful and ungrateful!"

After saying this, the regional director of the Clay Grain Group turned around and left with hundreds of big men, preparing to go to the next village.

at this time.

From outside the village, a stern voice echoed throughout most of the village.

"Your Majesty's decree! From today on, this village will be under the jurisdiction of the Minliang Association. The Minliang Association will be responsible for guiding scientific farming. Villagers can freely choose to buy and sell all agricultural products, and all transactions will be strictly based on market prices! No group companies are allowed to force purchases or sales!!"

Volume 1: Chapter 122 I want the Emperor and Lu Yuan to pay the price!!

Throughout history, having a legitimate reason for doing something can often allow one to stand on the moral high ground.

Although in the face of absolute strength, the four words "just cause" have obviously become less important.

But sometimes, having a reasonable name is more beneficial, at least in terms of morality and public opinion.

Therefore, Lu Yuan never let Minlianghui play against the wind, nor would he let Minlianghui be at the center of moral condemnation.

So he went to the palace before taking any official action.

Now Lu Yuan's return to the palace is just like going home. With the special approval of Emperor Feodor, Lu Yuan does not even need to notify the emperor and can enter the palace directly.

After hearing Lu Yuan's idea, the emperor, who did not have much ability but was determined to build Ursus into a peaceful and harmonious country, immediately came to the study, waved his hand, and wrote a "royal edict" directly to Lu Yuan, ordering the Minliang Association to take over and train the surrounding villages that were mainly engaged in farming.

Although secretly, the emperor's power is limited to the Castle of Saint Stein, other areas around the Castle of Saint Stein are managed by other nobles.

But this is only secretly.

On the surface, the entire Ursus was the emperor's territory, and the emperor could appoint whomever he wanted. Therefore, Lu Yuan directly took advantage of this loophole and let the Minliang Association directly stand on the commanding heights.

This is your majesty's order.

Once the other party dares to clearly say that this place does not belong to Your Majesty, the problem will be serious. Even the nobles who advocate war will have to say in public that they are Your Majesty's subjects and that the entire Ursus belongs to Your Majesty, which is against their will.

At this time, outside the village, a stern female voice repeatedly echoed in the village.

When you hear the words.

Not only the villagers of this village were stunned, even the regional manager of the Clay Group who was about to leave was also stunned.

"*Ursus swear*"

The regional leader who was domineering in the village was just about to walk out of the village when the owner of the voice had already arrived in front of them.

Huang looked at the regional manager of Clay Group who was in the lead and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Who are you?! Don't you know whose territory this is?!"

The regional manager immediately started yelling, and behind him, hundreds of muscular thugs walked forward one by one with unfriendly expressions, shaking the cold weapons in their hands, and their attitudes were obviously unfriendly.

However, in Huang's eyes, this situation was no different from a fight between a group of kindergarten kids. Not to mention being scared, she didn't even bother to look at the other side.

Behind Huang, the muscles of more than 20 elite soldiers were tense. Two months of life-or-death training had greatly improved their strength. Now they were eager to fight, even though the enemy had five times more people than them.

But how could the elite members of the Minliang Association take seriously such a guy who looked like a gangster?

Huang walked forward and said mockingly, "All I know about this place is your Majesty's territory!!"

Huang's simple words left the other party speechless.

Strictly speaking, this is indeed the emperor's territory.

But these days, who still listens to the emperor? The power of each of the nobles is much greater than that of the emperor.

"Yes, Ursus belongs to His Majesty, but what does this have to do with our Clay Grain Group purchasing grain here? Doesn't His Majesty's territory prohibit our Clay Grain Group from purchasing grain from farmers?"

"Of course it's allowed!"

Huang suddenly laughed.

"But trade has always been free. You can certainly buy grain here, but if the farmers don't want to sell it, and you force them to buy it, that's your problem."

The regional director immediately turned around, looking at the large group of villagers behind him, and said loudly: "Did our Clay Grain Group forcibly collect the grain? Did we pay you? Did we guarantee your livelihood?"

No villager dared to say a word, they just lowered their heads silently, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Seeing this, the regional manager immediately raised his lips.

Seeing this, Huang stepped forward and held up a photocopied document with a royal seal on it. She spoke aloud.

"Fellow villagers, we at the Minliang Association are aware of the harm and bullying you have suffered over the years. I also know what you are worried about. You are simply worried about whether there will be retaliation from the Clay Group in the future."

"There's no need to worry about this!"

"We, the Minliang Association, are following His Majesty's orders to guide you in scientific farming, increase grain production, and provide you with higher-quality crops. Of course, we will also protect all of your rights, including your life!"

"Tell me, have you ever forced anyone to buy or sell anything at the Clay Group over the years?"

Still no one spoke. The villagers had been oppressed for so many years, and coupled with the tragic situation in the neighboring village, they no longer dared to gamble with their lives.

Seeing this, the regional director of the Clay Group raised the corners of his mouth even more.

Huang took a deep breath and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"It's okay, everyone."

"I understand that you don't dare to speak up. In the future, our Minliang Association will be stationed here permanently. You don't need to worry about anything."

"Please leave now!"

After saying that, Huang glanced coldly at the group of Clay Group's lackeys. Huang had already known a lot of information about their past deeds. If she was not representing the Civilian Grain Association now, she really wanted to teach these people a lesson.

The middle-aged person in charge's eyes flickered.

If there was only one person on the other side, he would definitely not care about anything, but this woman was surrounded by more than 20 people who looked extraordinary at first glance, and she even claimed to have orders from His Majesty.

To be honest, there was no way the middle-aged person in charge could believe it.

Even a little Karami like him knew exactly what a decoration the Emperor of Ursus was.

If the emperor of Ursus had some say, could they have been able to act so arrogantly in this place for so long?

It's impossible to even think about it.

However, after careful consideration, the middle-aged person in charge decided to hold back and return to the company to inform the Viscount of what happened today, and let the Viscount make the decision.

Even if it is really His Majesty's order.

The person in charge believed that His Majesty would certainly not offend the Viscount easily. After all, everyone in Ursus could see it.

If a neutral person like the Viscount were to turn against Your Majesty, it would be the last thing the royal family wanted to see, and they would definitely try to win him over.

Just as he was about to leave with hundreds of strong thugs.

It seems that someone in this village has figured it out.

One of the young men suddenly stood up and pointed at the person in charge, shouting, "We don't want to sell to them!! But they force us to sell to them, and they force us to sell 80% of our total harvest every year!! Today, they even told us that from now on, the purchase price of grain will only be 2 cherven!"

"They also killed quite a few people in the neighboring village!"

“Several people from our village were also captured by them!!”

"You must make the decision for us!!"

After saying that, the young man was about to kneel down. With the young man's start, these villagers who had been oppressed for too long seemed to finally be unable to hold back. They spoke one by one and denounced Huang's crimes.