Chapter 506: The Three Parties Becoming Familiar
After discussing the most important issue of interest division, the remaining key minor issues were quickly passed.
For example, the two sides open borders and roads to each other, the registration of wizards, the jurisdiction of both sides (territorial jurisdiction, do as the Romans do when in the country), unified tariffs, etc.
Lules also asked Horn about his marriage, but he dismissed her by saying, "From the perspective of the witch's lifespan, I'm not yet a minor."
At this time, Horn suddenly realized that no wonder Carrie said that she could guarantee that the children of both parties would be appointed as heirs by the leader of the Joan Party.
Isn’t this just grandma taking care of the children?
I have to say that among the four witches that Horn knows, Carrie is the only one who has a mother.
After talking about these, basically only some details are left, such as the name of the alliance.
This cannot affect the overall situation, so a few people simply decided to discuss it at the formal meeting tomorrow. The rest is to go back to ventilate and revise.
If all three parties are satisfied, the covenant can be signed on the third day after the formal meeting and an alliance will be formally established.
After sorting the documents on the walnut table and putting them back into their bags, Horn looked up at the pendulum clock on the wall and found that it was already half past six.
The dinner should be about to start at this time.
"Time flies so fast." Stretching, Horn walked to the wine cabinet in the tea room and took out a silver wine flask from the cabinet.
Holding the silver wine jug, Horn lined up three hourglass-shaped copper cups and poured a cup for each of the three of them.
Ludwick picked it up first, and although Lulesi looked young and smoked and drank in private, she naturally picked up the wine glass skillfully.
She looked at the amber wine rippling in the copper cup and smelled it, but it was not a familiar fragrance: "Is this?" I love wine and cider so much that I use cider instead of wine on important occasions.
Of course, we do not prohibit others from drinking it. If you want wine, I will send it to you now. Come on."
"No need, the cider is very good." Lulesi stood on the seat holding the wine glass, just at eye level with the other two.
“Cheers to our friendship!” Horn gave the first toast and then drank the wine in one gulp.
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“It’s so fragrant, and there’s no bitter taste at all.” Putting a piece of potato root into his mouth, a young wizard wanted to eat more, but was knocked on the head by his companion. .
"I can't believe it, Yam." Although Geoffroy is not a member of the Dragon Language Scholars Alliance, the two are still closely related as the secret party in the northern county of Black Snake Bay.
Looking at the carrot root in Geoffroy's hand, Yam asked: "What's wrong?"
"You can eat all you want today. Don't eat meat and cheese. Are you actually eating potato roots here?" Putting down the potato roots, Geoffroy grabbed Yam's arm and dragged him to the table on the other side.
"Take, eat, you can still be full without eating staple food."
The long table is covered with a red and white checkered tablecloth, vegetables and flowers are placed in the middle of the table, and at the end is beer in a wooden barrel.
The wooden plate was neatly filled with caramel egg tarts, and the sweet aroma went straight to Yam's forehead.
Looking at the dazzling array of tableware in front of him, including crispy pork knuckles, amber red Shengsun roast duck and a large pot of rich cream of mushroom soup, Yam didn’t know where to start for a moment.
"I'm going to get some wine, and let's meet at the round table over there." Geoffroy pointed to the pillar where a group of secret party members gathered and said.
I walked around the table with my dinner plate in hand, looking at the stove that was still heated by briquettes, but I didn't know what to eat.
“If you don’t know what to eat, I suggest you try Shengsun Roast Duck.”
Yam, a rather introverted scholar wizard, widened his eyes and was at a loss as to how to answer. .
"I'm taking the liberty, I am Jourdan, commander of the fifth legion of the Black Hats." Putting the wooden clip on the plate, Jourdan stretched out his hand to Yam.
When Geoffroy came back with several bottles of wine, he was surprised to find that the place where the secret party members had gathered was already filled with officers and secret party members.
Most of the secret party members were rough people and could not talk to the monks, but they could play with the officers.
Especially because these officers also brought cards and wine, and soon the noise of the secret party and officers almost overwhelmed the playing band.
Looking at the spit flying and the playing cards, Martin shook his head helplessly.
“Let’s go over there.”
Tugging Granpuven and a few Brago monks, they walked to a cleaner window, just in time to look out the window Rich and beautiful night.
A group of people had already gathered in the quiet area by the window.
These people wore standard clerical robes, held wine glasses, and talked in low voices about what they had seen and heard in Langsand County.
They are all newly promoted senior monks, and many of them are the first batch to be supported by Brago Monastery.
Many of them are not as knowledgeable as this second group, but now they enjoy better treatment and a more superior status, which makes many new monks red-eyed.
Don’t think that all the Juano monks are completely dedicated to the people. They also have interests to pursue, but the church cannot satisfy them. Monks mingled with merchants, cabalists with officers.
There is like a red line between the two parties, clearly distinguishing each other.
Part of the purpose of holding this banquet is to let the Salvation Army get to know these future colleagues first.
Horn also invited some thoughtful businessmen to join in, asking them to act as lubricants and adjusters to enhance the warm atmosphere of the banquet as much as possible.
A group of people gathered around Catherine, but they were not here to adjust the atmosphere, but to report.
"Of 4,000 pairs of military boots and 4,000 pairs of marching shoes, you have only delivered one-third so far?" Catherine's eyes narrowed suddenly. Anyone familiar with the situation knew this was a sign of anger.
"Your Highness, we can't do it."
"This is carefully calculated. As long as you work together, we can do it!"
"We There are indeed difficulties..."
"What difficulties are there, name four."
Several merchants from the Leather Guild and the Shoemakers Guild lowered their heads and glanced at each other sideways, without speaking.
"That's enough, if you dare to play with those little tricks again, I will make you bankrupt within a year, wipe out all your family assets, and make your whole family wander." Catherine's face was elegant, and she spoke But it makes people shudder.
This is not a lie. When she was in Rapid City, Catherine relied on insider trading and manipulation of futures to send several disobedient master craftsmen and wealthy businessmen to become refugees.
The guild of Fort Joan of Arc originally had no cards in front of Horn, let alone resist.
Horn needs a guild just because the Salvation Army is temporarily unable to organize large-scale craftsman activities.
There are many upstream and downstream production and supply methods, and senior monks are still learning.
Even if Horn raids their home, many assets cannot be found, and it may even lead to chaos in the entire industry and commerce.
Katherine is different, she started her career as an oligarch in a mixed guild.
Not only can it cut the assets of guilds and oligarchs with scalpel-like precision, but it can also mobilize manpower to replace local craftsmen for a period of time.
Seeing their jobs being robbed, it is impossible for the craftsmen to continue to follow these guild oligarchs to engage in strikes or civil disobedience.
Currently, Catherine has not taken action against these guilds. There is only one reason -
They can still be used. Do not add entities unless necessary.
"I don't care what disputes you have or what guild rules you have, it doesn't matter. If you don't complete the order, you are challenging my authority.
I have only one request, deliver everything before winter. No excuses, don’t take chances, I’ll just tell you one thing – the water in the Ibe River is very cold in winter.”
Seeing the small buds rising from the grass seeds on the shoulders of my companions, a few of them. The guild merchant swallowed and nodded silently.
"As long as you understand, please excuse me first." After raising her wine glass gracefully, Catherine threatened a few people, then walked towards Ludvik at the door with a smile.
We happened to meet each other. Catherine still has a few questions about the food in Kasha County that she wants to ask.
But before she took a few steps, she stopped again. She just stood by a pillar not far away, and the woman stared at the two old men in front of her.
The night wind blew through the crack in the door, not only bringing the cool breath of the autumn night, but also the intermittent conversation between the two.
"...You have no right to decide everything by yourself...This matter must at least be approved by the majority of the religious leaders..."
"This is a hugely profitable thing...I don't understand why you..."
"...Blatantly cooperate with the wizards of Black Snake Bay?...Are we a monastery or a secret party?"
"We are cooperating with the Salvation Army, and the Salvation Army is cooperating with the secret party."
"The Salvation Army is the secret party! You are not allowed to do this!"
"Let Bu Luo, I am the abbot of Brago Monastery”
"Ludwick, you will regret it!"
Looking at Jean Blow slamming the door and leaving, all the features on Ludwick's face were squeezed together.
He stood there for a while before chasing after him again.
Raising her eyebrows, Catherine stood behind the pillar and called the attendant: "You are the Cheka, right?"
"Me?"
"Stop pretending, I know you are a Cheka." Catherine directly interrupted the attendant, "Tell your Majesty what happened just now. This is an important matter."
"... Yes, Your Highness the Saint.”
(End of this chapter)