I am reborn as a lord in Rome

The temple envoy George was stunned, and subconsciously looked at the door of the venue, only to see that eight young priests in scarlet clothes had walked in quickly, and after entering the door, they were also like the twelve honor guards before, and saw Torre, the high priest of the Temple of Londonton City, who had announced that he was going to take a leave of absence for two days yesterday, accompanied a young man with a smile and walked in.

When they saw the young man walking side by side with Torre, everyone couldn't help but mutter, saying that this was not quite right, wasn't it the envoy of the temple? Why was this young man still wearing an ordinary robe?

Woolley's gaze swept over the young envoy, and he couldn't help but pout, for it was none other than Khufu, Lyle Gerald.

After Kevin recognized the person as Wright, he couldn't help but lower his voice and asked Ibbe, "When did Wright become a member of the temple?"

"I don't know about this. Ibbe shrugged.

Even if it was a gentleman, but in the name of the temple, George could only suspend the meeting again to greet him, and the participants stood up and saluted as usual to show respect, and the few people seated on the main stage naturally left Kevin to follow George, but this time it was okay, but there was still an Ibbe with him.

"Oh, it turned out to be Venerable Lightgerald, and it was a surprise today. George said to Wright with a smile.

"Surprised? What do you mean by this, what's the matter? Have an opinion about me?" Wright had never been a master of his own routines, and the first thing he said made George choke.

"Where, look at what you said, it's too late for me to welcome it, I mean, just now, Vice Dean Ibbe also came, and you two are really lucky. The smile on George's face did not diminish, but he muttered in his heart, "Is it really a coincidence? It can't be?

Wright immediately dispelled his doubts: "I know he's coming, I've met him twice on the way, if it weren't for his carriage being faster than mine, where would he have been able to get his turn to walk in here first, but I'm coming in now, it's quite stylish......, right?"

Naturally, it is. George nodded, and said in his heart, "You haven't had a good time."

"It's a meeting?" Wright asked, glancing around the room and lowering his voice.

George had no choice but to nod his head again, and said in his heart, aren't you speechless, isn't it obvious enough?"

Wright said with a grin.

"If the envoy doesn't dislike it, just sit in my seat, I still have something to do anyway, and I'll pick you up when the meeting ends." Torre on the side said with a smile that as the high priest of the Rincington Temple, he also had a seat on the main platform.

"Well, that's it. Wright nodded, and his gaze swept again, falling on Woolley, and the smile on his face suddenly became even more ......

The second vignette was quickly "played", and George opened the review paper again: "Woolly Grindor, I will ...... now"

Seeing George reading and glancing at the door, Woolley almost didn't laugh.

"Now, please state why you want to break the pattern of reassuring the people, protecting the people, and coordinating finance, and set up seven other bureaus, including transportation and health, environmental resources bureaus, construction, commerce, culture, taxation, and people's protection. George said that he had intended to put this question second, but the presence of Ibbe and Wright was obviously a bit unusual, and after some thought, he decided to throw this out first.

"Yes, Master George. Woolley nodded, and turned to face the attendees.

"I think that it is one of the virtues to follow tradition, but it is also important to adapt to local conditions, and the town of Salt Marsh, unlike any other place, is small, but it is the first salt producing area in Assyria, and it is supposed to be properly defended, but in fact, around the town of Salt Marsh there are more than ten or twenty bandits of all size, with a total number of more than five thousand, and second, I am sure that very few of you here have been to the town of Salt Marsh, and you do not know how dirty and messy it is now. Poor, the environment is very bad, there is no land for planting, and drinking water must be transported back by water truck to a place more than 30 miles away......

""...... I don't want to criticize the original officials of Salt Marsh for not being diligent, I just want to say that they are used to it, they are used to the dirty mess of Salt Marsh, they don't feel the need for any change, and they don't know what they can do for Salt Marsh, to put it seriously, they are incompetent!" Woolley's words immediately caused a lot of discussion, and one of the consuls criticized his subordinates in a city-state meeting, either because the consul was very strong, or because his subordinates were really bad, but either way, it was worth savoring.

"It is their duty and obligation to reassure the people, protect the people, and coordinate with the finances, and jointly assist the consuls in the management of the land, and they should do their duty to govern the land and the city-state with the salary given by the city-state! "It's also very strange, when I was in Assyria, all the rumors I heard about Lincington were good, but when I got to Salt Marsh, I found that it was not like that.

"As an archon, even the lowest-ranking consul in the Assyrian realm, I am always aware of my duties and obligations, and the Supreme Council has entrusted me with this important task, and all of you here are so concerned about the town of Salt Marsh, both openly and secretly, that I cannot remain ......indifferent to the state of affairs in the town of Salt Marsh."

"It should be noted that I have not broken the pattern of security of the people, protection of the people, and financial management, and the seven bureaus I have added are actually in charge of me, the security of the people, the protection of the people, and the finance officer, among them, the Cultural Bureau is in charge of the security of the people, the Commerce Bureau, and the Taxation Bureau are in charge of the finance officer, and the protection of the people is of course responsible for the protection of the people. Traffic sanitation is taken care of by me personally, and in doing so, it is just to divide the things that need to be done in more detail, and to be responsible for the people, so that everyone can take care of everything and have people to do it, Dear Lord George, I have finished my statement.

Seeing that everyone nodded while discussing, and seemed to agree with Woolley's approach, George couldn't help frowning, and after a slight groan, he asked, "After you set up these seven bureaus, you recruited more than twenty people on the spot, and it is said that you plan to share this expense?"

"It is true, if you want people to do things, you naturally have to pay them, firstly, I guarantee that the people I have hired will do their duty, and secondly, and most importantly, the matter of sharing the expenses has been agreed by the townspeople, and everyone is willing to pay the clerks of these seven bureaus, because for the first time in so many years, they see hope for change. Woolley replied.

"Woolly Green, as a rule, the changes in government affairs and personnel at the grassroots level in Assyria must be reported to the higher level in advance, and then decide whether they can be changed after the higher level agrees, and the increase in so many manpower at one time is naturally in the scope of government personnel changes, why don't you report it?" George frowned and asked, the reason given by Woolley was not only impeccable, but also quite high-sounding, and George could only throw out the hat of "concealment and non-reporting" and buckle it on his head.

"Excuse me, I'll interrupt!" Ibbe stood up with a smile.

George was stunned, and suddenly chuckled in his heart, and said to himself, Is this what Ibbe is here for

?" "Archon George, I want to say a few words to everyone, is it okay?" asked Ibbe with a smile.

"That's fine, please. George nodded, Ibbe was an envoy, and he made a request in front of so many people, even if he guessed that Ibbe was going to speak for Woolley, it was not appropriate to stop it.

"Hello everyone, I am Iber, the vice-president of the Assyrian Civic College, and I have come to Lunvington as a special envoy of the Supreme Council, and I am very happy to see the beautiful scenery along the way. Ibbe smiled and said the opening remarks, "As an important town in Assyria, Levinton's contribution to the prosperity and strength of Assyria is second to none in the territory, especially the salt production, to put it bluntly, without the salt industry of Levinton, Assyria would not be able to reach the current level of strength, and without the support of the salt industry of Lincington, our legion would not be able to resist foreign aggression ......."

Everyone nodded their heads, and although Ibbe's words were watery, the intention of raising Lenvington was obvious, and the participants were naturally very useful, and the pride could not help but arise.

"As we all know, the town of Salt Marsh has always received the attention of the highest level of the Supreme Council, and the last two consuls have broken through the previous practice of being nominated by the Supreme Council and resolved by the Supreme Council, and have been directly nominated and resolved by the Supreme Council. "

Governor Wooleglindo just said something that I like very much-'It is certainly one of the virtues to follow tradition, but it is also important to adapt to local conditions', think about it, the Supreme Council, isn't it for the development of Salt Marsh Town, has made adjustments in the selection of consuls, as long as it is for Salt Marsh Town, for the sake of Lenwinton, For the sake of the development of the whole of Assyria, it is understandable to make appropriate changes, such as adding seven bureaus, not to mention seven, then seventeen, twenty-seven, as long as the Archons of Woolleglindo can ensure that they function properly, do not disturb the people, and bring tangible benefits to the town of Salt Marsh, to Lending Winton, and to the whole of Assyria.

George's face darkened, and Ibbe wasn't just supporting Woolley, he was slapping him in the face, the kind he was slapping in public.

Kevin's face is not good-looking, he came to Revington to talk about the matter of Ibbe's front and back, what Ibbe just said, obviously represents the attitude of the Supreme Council, but he doesn't know anything about this second seat, which is too ......

More people listened intently, wondering how much the Supreme Council would support Salt Marsh, or indeed Woolledindo, and how much it would shape their relationship with Woolledrindor would be great. The little nobles who took the initiative to woo Woolly at the banquet had already begun to secretly rejoice.

"Now that I've said that, I'm going to be lazy. With a smile on his face, Iber took out an envelope from his bosom and took out its contents, a bronze seal and an authorized instrument with the seal of the highest council of Assyrian nobles.

"Let me read it to you. Iber opened the instrument of authorization and read, "By resolution of the Council of the Supreme Assyrians of Assyria, the Assyrian citizen and current consul of the town of Salt Marsh, Wool Glindo, is hereby granted the following powers: 1. the power to appoint and dismiss the personnel of the town of Salt Marsh, 2) the power to add institutions and departments, 3) the power to adjust the military and civil layout of the town of Salt Marsh, 4) the power to form the town of salt marsh of its own army, and 5) the power to withhold half of the salt production of the town of Salt Marsh for military expenses. The current Salt Marsh Governor Woolleglindo must report to the Assyrian Council of the Supreme Nobles in the whole process when exercising these powers, and in addition, the above five powers are restricted to Woolledrindo...... "

Shock! Everyone can hear it, the Supreme Council is not just to support Woolly Green, it is simply to give him the salt marsh town, personnel, Woolley has the final say, additional institutions, Woolley has the final say, the layout of the town, Woolley has the final say, the formation of the army, he also has the final say, and half of the salt production is intercepted, it is a large amount of yellow cancan.

Many small families began to think about whether they should immediately send people and transfer money to Salt Marsh Town, think about it, the already young, domineering, and intelligent Woolly Glindo now has money, power, food, and soldiers, and the prosperity of Salt Marsh Town is just around the corner.

"This is a special seal of special authorization. Ibbe smiled and held up the bronze seal, "The Auditors of Woolleglindo must bear this seal when they use these powers.

With that, Ibbe nodded at Woolley and said, "Archon Woolley, come and receive your authorization and seal."

"That's embarrassing. Woolley scratched the back of his head pretendedly, he really didn't expect Connor to give such a big support, but after thinking about it, he also guessed that nine out of nine, the Assyrian border is safe, Connor is anxious.

How embarrassed are you to be embarrassed?" Ibbe almost didn't laugh out loud, and then urged Woolley again, finally letting the boy take the object.

When Ibbe sat down again, Kevin couldn't help but lean over and say, "The chief has a lot of determination."

"Who's to say it's not? Ibbe nodded.

George was annoyed, the Supreme Council sang like this, which was tantamount to snatching the salt marsh from his hands and stuffing it to Woolley, ripping out the flesh alive, and it was when he was most caught off guard—when he was about to pick up Woolley's meal.

Annoyed, this will have to go down, but the special authorization of the Supreme Council has already been lowered, is there any point in dwelling over the addition of seven bureaus now?

Let's focus on his oppression of the common people, and stir up everyone's anger, so I will take advantage of the situation to write a letter and ask for this guy to be replaced, and the Senate will definitely get support. George thought so much in his heart, he let out a sullen breath softly, cleared his throat, and was about to speak, when Wright's voice came from behind him to his ears: "Archon George, why don't I just say two things, anyway, I will also say it."

George was stunned for three breaths, then turned around and nodded, "Okay." "

Thanks, hey, you're ugly, are you sick, or are you angry?" Wright asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm fine, please. George had a bright smile on his face, and said in his heart, "If you kid say one more thing about my ugly face, I'll beat you up first."

"You have to take care of yourself, that, be less busy at night, you know. Wright grinned and squeezed his eyes at him, "What I'm about to say is more exciting than what Vice Dean Ibbe said." "

Really?" said George, who almost burst into tears.