Chapter 656 Bugle Town and Moulin Rouge Pier
On January 5, 1447, the lingering aftertaste of the New Year's Day float parade still lingered over the Temple of Holy Arms.
A row of colorful triangular flags hung on the clothesline between the houses, and the air was filled with the sulfurous smell of cheese bread and fireball spells.
Putting on short jackets and jackets made of linen and woolen blends newly spun by the Shengweiting Textile Factory, the citizens took to the streets one after another to enjoy the last few days of the week-long holiday.
But that was not the case for Horn. After enjoying a five-day holiday, he had to embark on a journey south.
Horn's southbound fleet can be said to be massive, including 25 ships and 600 accompanying personnel.
Among them are an escort of 500 Guards, 20 senior monks of the Evangelical Court responsible for ceremonial arrangements and diplomatic affairs, 40 service staff including cooks, porters, and servants, and 20 honor guards. Twenty recording officers and clerical officers.
These ships inflated their sails and waved their long oars, lining up in a row in the icy river water, breaking the ice floes in the river, and heading south.
Departing from Fort Joan of Arc, in the unmelted white snow, Horn and his group sailed all the way to the border of Thousand River Valley and Black Snake Bay in eight days without making any further stops.
When Horn stood on the bow of the ship and stared toward the south, he could even see the tall walls and towers of the red copper fortress.
However, it was currently occupied by Kush knights, and the city was replaced by a black and red sun flag with gold tassels.
Various types of boats, from sailboats to small fishing boats, are moored next to the pier, which is piled with neat wooden boxes and scattered ropes.
The sails of these ships were blown by the wind, and the crew, sailors and porters were busy carrying the cargo, loading food, fish, spices and silk into categories.
Wheat-skinned merchants in linen vests and alchemists in black robes from Black Snake Bay walked up and down the streets.
"This town is called Bugle Town, and this pier is called Moulin Rouge Pier." Domenico introduced with a grin, "It's a name voluntarily given by the villagers because they respect you."
Horn nodded noncommittally, while Jeanne frowned involuntarily.
Horn could rationally analyze that this was flattery, but Jeanne intuitively felt that they were not so sincere.
When you walk down the long street of Bugle Town for the first time, you can feel the difference. After all, this is a brand new town, full of different customs.
This long Galar Street is paved with cobblestones and mortar. The streets are lined with low wooden houses and shops, with various iconic signs hanging under the eaves.
Blacksmith shop, oil and sugar shop, grocery store, shoemaker's shop, tavern... everything that a small town should have is here.
However, the difference is that because this is a new type of planning similar to that of the Holy Armory, the town is composed of four regular blocks, with the width of the road and the height of the houses being the same.
Full of a distinctive sense of order, this is what makes Horn satisfied.
Houses in small towns are mainly built with wood, thatch or bricks, and are bonded with mortar. Most of the walls are painted with white and red low-quality lime, and the windows are made of oil paper separated by wooden strips.
The house smells of wood smoke from the stoves, as well as the everyday smells of the living quarters inside—like pickled fish, hay, or greasy vegetable soup.
Although these houses are simple and simple, maybe the person walking in and out of them is a Kush knight or his butler.
When Horne walked from the dock to the town hall, he could often see vendors carrying goods and trucks passing by, dotted with cloth, pottery and soybean oil.
After the independence of the Thousand River Valley and the capture of the Red Copper Fortress, the smuggling trade on the original narrow water surface quickly concentrated in Horn Town.
A large number of merchants and alchemists from Black Snake Bay came to Horn Town with their goods. Some stayed here, while others had to go all the way north to Fort Joan of Arc for sale.
Bugle Town is basically a transfer station and service port, its positioning is similar to that of Xiaochi City. Although it was established by the Kush Knights, as Horn conquered the entire Thousand River Valley, the old grandmother of the Arko family, Vivian, slowly handed over the administrative power of Jinhe Township and Ibe Township.
The monks of the Order of the Holy Father entered the villages and manors and began the slow urbanization of hundreds of households.
However, it is precisely because of the existence of the Kush Foundation that provides a way out for the knights, so compared to the fierce scenes in Hotam County and Lower River County, it is much smoother here.
Sitting in the specially vacated reception room on the second floor of the town office, Horn first changed his shoes and then asked Domenico: "Where is Grandma Vivian? It just so happened that I was going south this time and wanted to visit the elders. , listen to some life experiences.”
"Unfortunately." Domenico coughed, "My grandma got sick from the cold during the winter. She has been bedridden in the past few days and is confused. I'm afraid I won't be able to meet you."
Sick? At this time?
Horn turned his head and glanced at the Cheka Commissioner Gretz in this area.
Gretz, who knelt in front of Jeanne in the hope of killing the devil, had been working as an orderly. However, after becoming a member of the Holy Family, he did not choose to enter the military academy. Instead, he changed his job to the Cheka.
Because the Cheka is the only law enforcer who can use almost unlimited means to interrogate the devil.
Commissioner Gretz put the gear iron hand behind his back and nodded in response to Horn's gaze, indicating that what Domenico said was true.
If this old lady dares to play such tricks at such an age, isn't she afraid that she will really get sick and die? It’s also hard work.
"That's it." Horn stared at Domenico with a half-smile. "That's such a coincidence. After all, I was looking forward to talking with my grandmother."
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"Although the old grandmother was bedridden, she gave us instructions when she was awake." Domenico lowered his head and did not dare to look into Horn's eyes. "She said that the Kush Foundation stall was too paved. Due to the shortage of gold pounds, some projects may not be completed on time
Therefore, she hopes to redeem the ownership of the manor and fields secured by the mortgage again, that is, the payment will still be based on the permanent lease, but it will be accompanied by an interest. After a period of payment, the ownership will be completely transferred to the farmers. ”
To exchange ownership of the fields on the Ibe Plains for Horn's tower?
Horn asked suspiciously: "Can those knights accept such conditions?"
"They will agree." Domenico said with a smile, "After all, they are the ones who proposed to receive more infrastructure orders."
Horn instantly understood that the Kush Knights wanted to make a fortune through these infrastructure projects, so the more the better, but as the stalls expanded, they would definitely be short of money.
At this time, if the complete deprivation of ownership is proposed, the old grandmother will naturally hold up her banner to suppress the knights' consent.
By depriving land of ownership, it has alleviated many potential threats of localism, but it is not enough in Horn's view.
Because the Ibe Plain lies on the trade route between the Holy Arms Court and Black Snake Bay.
The old grandmother had already made concessions and was still sick. Horn could not force her no matter how hard she tried. After all, the Ibe Plain was full of Kush people. Should they be forcibly removed?
"In that case, wait until I come back from Black Snake Bay and then visit." Horn snapped his fingers, "I brought a lot of herbs from the Holy Armament Court, which will come in handy at this time. Jeanne, you personally Go give it to your grandmother.”
Jeanne nodded understandingly.
After Jeanna visited her old grandmother in person, Horn continued on the road. Not long after setting off from Horn Town, the surrounding ice and snow became less and less, and the heat and humidity in the air also continued to increase.
As the heat continued to rise, Horn could feel the terrain dropping, and the surrounding evergreens giving way to deciduous plants and tall coconut palms.
By mid-January, he had to change into light woolen clothes, as if spring had arrived.
At this time, the ship had already reached the first stop of his southern tour of Black Snake Bay.
"That's the base camp of the Ruo'an Party, the largest town in the northern county of Black Snake Bay." Standing on the bow of the boat, as a guide, Robert's face was blown by the moist and warm wind, and he pointed to the embankment in the distance that was as tall as a person, " Changdi City”
(End of chapter)