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Chapter 479 Sometimes People Need To Be Pushed

Mina mentioned Tiqianshu's parents, which made Zhou Mo frowned.

"What news did you hear?"

Mina smiled sweetly on her face, and said with a smile:
"There's no news. I just heard that Qianshu's parents sent some news to the castle. I heard that Qianshu rejected her and even disposed of a little maid."

Slightly nodded, Qianshu still knew the general situation and the seriousness.

"You should keep an eye on it, and you can reveal my words secretly, otherwise you will be under too much pressure."

Mina bowed to Zhou Mo gratefully, and then heard Zhou Mo order:

"Notify Fatty that some things can be mobilized. Ren Nian is reluctant to part with the government affairs system that he built by himself. I can understand this. People can not be killed, but they can't and can't continue like this."

Mina's face twitched slightly, then she backed away silently.

In the early morning of the next day, among the business circles and landlord circles of the Holy Cross Territory, news spread that the government officials wanted to benefit their own chamber of commerce family members, but were sternly rejected by the lord.

Just a little bit of wind, let these middle-class people in the Holy Cross Territory, like a cat with its hair blown, frantically mobilize all relationships and start to find out what's going on.

Outside the Weed Headquarters, at the side door, a middle-aged Weed man walked out quickly, glanced at the vicissitudes of the old father who was waiting eagerly, walked quickly a few steps, and came to the old father, bowed slightly, and asked in a low voice :
"Father, why are you here, what's the matter, let someone tell you something, and my son will go back to see you!"

The old man with a vicissitudes of life was a small landlord outside Mocheng, and he raised his eyes to his son with serious eyes.

Looking at his father's eyes, the middle-aged weed man knew that his father had something important to say.

"Father, don't worry, no one has the guts to listen to news around the Weed Headquarters. Keep your voice down, it's fine."

With a slightly relaxed expression, the old man took out a brown cigarette from his arms, rubbed it against his chest, and put it in his mouth.

The son took out an exquisite rectangular parallelepiped metal machine, rubbed his fingers and created a flame, lit it for the old father, and complained in his mouth:

"Father, we like your baby very much. Don't smoke all by yourself. Save some for my son. Why don't my son buy you good cigars instead?"

The old man glanced at his son, snorted, and didn't say if it was okay. He exhaled a mouthful of smoke like water mist, and asked:
"Administrative officials also want to get involved in the business of Holy Cross invitations, and compete with us ordinary people for food?"

The son's expression tightened, and he was responsible for the news being released.

"Father, our family has nothing to do with the invitation of the Holy Cross, otherwise the son's errand will not be guaranteed!"

The old man sighed again, and said:

"Old man, I can tell the difference. No business can compare to this sky-high job, but our family can't do it, and other people's family is hoping to get rich. You can tell whether the news is true or not!"

The son looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he said to his father in a low voice with confidence:

"Of course it is true, but you also know, my lord, that you have always stood with us civilians. For this matter, three political officials at the main city level have died!"

"There are also our political officials in Mocheng, who seem to have angered the lord, and the whole family was slaughtered by field personnel, but those political officials seem to have not let go. If it is not for the son After being mixed into the headquarters, I really wanted to get an invitation, so I resigned from the job."

"Slap!" The old man slapped his son with his hands, and scolded in a suppressed voice:
"What the hell are you talking about? You have the good luck to have this job. How can money be comparable to it? Do it honestly for me!"

After being slapped, the son didn't dare to say anything, and explained in detail:

"Father, the news is indeed correct, and it seems that the higher-ups tend to encourage common people to make trouble. If someone asks about our house, they might as well speak harshly. The government officials are off to do business, and the work of us common people head?"

The old man took another sip and was silent for a while, then glanced at his son and said:
"I see, with your letter, the family will know what to do."

After finishing speaking, the old man turned around and left without paying any attention to his son.

The son watched his father walk out of the alley. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard the old father's words from afar:
"Yunwu Tobacco will leave you a catty, and do your job for the lord!"

The son was overjoyed, with this catty of Yunwu Tobacco, maybe within a few months, his level could be raised by one level.

The news was spreading. Small landlords and small businessmen, driven by an invisible hand, began to meet frequently and conspire in places that the high-ranking political officer could not see.

Under the big ship of the Holy Cross Territory, the water surface seemed to be calm, but there was an undercurrent.

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The morning sun is full of vigor, just like today's Holy Cross Territory, rising slowly.

Zhou Mo squinted his eyes, standing on the high top of the city, he didn't appreciate the smoke of the city under the rising sun, and he didn't pay attention to the dozens of human heads hanging outside the city gate under his feet. Sweeping under the shadow, a trace of helplessness flashed across his face.

"What are you laughing at?"

De Gester was dressed in military uniform, and he still had a faint smell of blood on his body.

"I'm laughing, the light is like a big sun, and it can't wash away the darkness in the world. It can be seen that when the water is clear, there will be no fish. This is the law of heaven and earth!"

De Gester was silent, thought about Zhou Mo's words, and then asked with some doubts:

"Your heart softened?"

Zhou Mo stretched out his arms and sleeves, as if he wanted to embrace the sunset, and said loudly:

"Creating a foundation and setting up a new sky is the time when iron and blood are being wiped out. How can you be so soft-hearted, but it's just a bit of a sigh."

Only then did Degest feel relieved, and said with a smile:

"In this way, Ren Nian will be disappointed!"

Zhou Mo cast his eyes on the mansion where the Ministry of Government Affairs is located, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said:
"Let's just watch, after this time, Lao Ren should be able to use it with confidence in the future!"

Hearing this, the smile on Dergost's face froze behind Zhou Mo, Ren Nian was in charge of all government affairs in the territory of the Holy Cross, how could he use it?How else can it be used?

"My lord, De Gester doesn't understand what you said."

Zhou Mo turned his head, looked at De Gester, and said seriously:

"De Gester, a minister of state affairs who can be conservative is certainly considered an outstanding person, but what the Lord needs, and the territory of the Holy Cross needs, is a man who can forge ahead and has the courage to cross the river by feeling the stones." Minister of State, do you understand?"

Hearing what Zhou Mo said, De Gest suddenly put down his heart, and it turned out that what the adult meant was what he meant.

Looking at the Ministry of Government Affairs, De Geste said:
"I hope Lao Ren will not let down the painstaking efforts of your lord!"

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In the Ministry of Government Affairs, there are four government officials and one temporary government officer from the Silver Moon Principality, two government affairs officials and two temporary government officials from the Eagle's Nest, five government officials from the Lin Principality, and a total of [-] government officials from the four principalities. In the central region, a total of [-] political officials were crushed by the weeds on the lobby of the Ministry of Government Affairs.

The bloody smell from last night hadn't dissipated. A total of fifty political officials, all with their heads down, stood in the lobby of the Ministry of Political Affairs, which was still stained with blood.

Ren Nian paced up and down, condescending, and kept scanning these political officials with eyes as sharp as steel knives, looking for the place where the knives were cut on these political officials.

"Aren't you tough? Don't you want to do something big?"

"The manager thought you were not afraid of death? Then why are you bowing your head to me today? Why are you obediently coming here with the weeds?"

"Continue to be tough! Continue to do the big things you want to do?"

Ren Nian yelled and asked, and waved the red jade ruler slightly in front of him.

Among the fifty political officials below, none of them dared to raise their heads, and none of them dared to answer.

Overnight, countless weed field workers appeared from nowhere, without giving them any time to react, they directly wiped out all the government officials.

Among the fifty government officials, it was not that there were no wise and sober people who had prepared in advance and did not go home, and even deliberately hid in places they thought were safe and hidden.

However, even the Windrunner organization is no match for Weeds, and the whereabouts of these government officials cannot escape the surveillance of Weeds.

Ren Nian just greeted Fatty, and the original words were true:

"Fatty, those political officials under me have been spoiled by me, and now they don't listen to greetings, but I want to see them in the lobby of the Ministry of Political Affairs tomorrow morning, please do me a favor!"

Then the fat man also smiled, and replied lightly, the original words are as follows.

"I can help, but Lao Ren, you owe me a good meal!"

Early this morning, under the tenure of the Holy Cross Territory, the [-] most powerful government officials all honestly came to the lobby of the Ministry of Government Affairs.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that each of the 50 people was escorted by two wild field agents, the scene would have been much better.

Of course, if we hadn't been watching at the homes of these fifty political officials, and the weeds that control the families of these political officials were on the field, the scene might not have been so quiet.

"What are these things? With some authority, I have forgotten what kind of foundation I am!"

"Money, money, money, there is nothing else in your mind except money, you are blinded by the gold coins one by one, and you have forgotten the lives of the whole family!"

"Aren't you crazy? Don't you want to negotiate with the manager? Talk, talk!"

Silent, facing Ren Nian's merciless scolding, which could even be said to be an insult, but no one dared to say a word.

Life is in the hands of people, who dares to stand up.

However, Ren Nian did not intend to stop at all, and then scolded:
"Because of this, three political officials have already died, including the whole family of Mocheng political officials. Their heads are hung on the top of the city. You should have seen it."

"However, the heads of the three political officials don't seem to be able to deter you!"

"That's good, three heads are not enough, thirty heads should be enough!"

This sentence frightened all the political officials below.

The political officer of Xiongying New City knew the current affairs best, and immediately fell to his knees with a thud, tears came as soon as he said it, and his crying was choked up in an instant:

"My lord, my lord, help me, my lord, it was I who lost my head, and I was lost in thought for a while, but we are really loyal to you, Lord Lord, and Lord Ren, and we really have no second thoughts, my lord. Help!"

If someone came forward, those who followed would naturally have no pressure, not to mention Ren Nian's words did scare them enough.

Within a few breaths, all fifty political officials fell to their knees, weeping and begging.

Outside the lobby, the leading Weed Field Worker curled his lips and said to his subordinates in a low voice:

"These political officials are usually majestic, but at this time they are crying like women and children. It is really eye-opening!"

The subordinate smiled and said:

"Boss, what is this? When they arrive in our dark prison, there will be a good show. These adults who are usually high above the top, don't know how many times they can survive the punishment. The brothers in the prison, but the favorite These officials are big figures, and the bigger the official, the more credit you get from them!"

The leader of the wild grass field staff rolled his eyes and whispered to his subordinates:

"That's right, but you can't let the unscrupulous people in the prison get all the benefits. When it's time to arrest people, tell the people in the prison that if you don't share some good things, we guarantee that each of these people can live in prison of!"

The subordinate looked happy, gave the boss a thumbs up, and said:
"Gao, boss, you are Gao, why didn't you think of this method earlier? It's too easy to kill these people and make a charge of resisting escape!"

Ren Nian in the hall naturally didn't know that the people in the weeds called the political officials he had cultivated with his hard work a fat sheep. At this time, Ren Nian was looking at the crying political officials, thinking in his heart, with With this attitude, if you know you are wrong, if you are willing to spit out the Holy Cross invitation, there is still room for redemption.

However, Ren Nian's face was still cold, he coughed, and the hall fell silent. These political officials were all very winking, and when they saw that the adults had something to say, they naturally stopped crying.

"Have you brought all the Holy Cross invitations?"

The administrative officer of Xiongying New City looked up, looked at Ren Nian's cold face, and said pitifully:

"My lord, all the invitations are in the hands of the servants or relatives of the subordinate's family. There is no reason for us to hold them in person. After the subordinates go back, they will send all the invitations to the adults immediately!"

When Ren Nian heard this, his eyes stood up, and he yelled:
"Come on!"

The leading Weed Field Worker walked quickly into the hall, bowed and stroked his chest and said:

"What are your orders?"

Ren Nian ordered:
"Bring a pen and paper and ask these people to record in which hand the invitations of the Holy Cross are held. Then you weeds, go get the people according to the list. If there is one missing, the manager will tell you, Mr. Cullen. Go and argue in front of the lord!"

Hearing this, the leader Weed Field Worker didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately went out to find paper and pens, and posted them one by one.

However, these political officials were still hanging on their pens. Those holding the holy cross invitations were either their confidants or very close relatives. At this time, Ren Nian didn't say what to do with them, so how dare they write.

Ren Nian's brows twitched in anger, and he wanted to use thunderous means to show his prestige, but he was afraid that it would be counterproductive to arouse the temperament of these political officials, but he was also concerned about Zhou Mo's attitude, and he did not dare to express his position clearly. Zhou Mo's voice was heard.

"Ren Nian, sometimes, people need to be pushed to know what to do!"

Zhou Mo strode into the lobby of the Ministry of Government Affairs. This was the first time Zhou Mo had set foot in it since the establishment of the government affairs system of the Holy Cross Territory.

At the same time, Zhou Mo also issued an order here for the first time:
"Fifty government officials are a bit too much, forty should be enough, and the last ten handed in, let's take the heads of him and his whole family to dispel public anger outside."

At this time, Ren Nian vaguely heard the noise outside the Ministry of Political Affairs getting closer and closer.

(End of this chapter)