I am reborn as a lord in Rome

The collective backlash of the minor aristocrats was naturally due to the pruning of Tours and Bill, and the pampering of these two men was due to Job's behing, which he did not tell anyone, including George, who wore the crotch pants.

The reason why Jobs did this was naturally to avenge the "one-arrow revenge" of exchanging gold coins, and he didn't tell George because he didn't want Nils to know, although he still can't guess why Nils would come forward to stop him from finding the stubble of Huitong Bank, but Jobs knew that if he gave George this matter in advance, he might not be able to do it.

Woolley had already guessed that the person behind it was Job, and it was not difficult to deduce at all, so when he heard Baker's report, he was not surprised at all, because it was not surprising, and it would be strange if Jobe did not make some noise.

"Lord Woolley, this, will it ......" Baker rubbed his hands, a little excited, but also a little worried, according to Woolley's arrangement, he is equivalent to facing all the citizens of Upper Salt Marsh Town, although there is Woolley's instructions as a pretext, but in the future, he is willing to explain like this, others may not be willing to understand.

But this is also the best opportunity to show loyalty to Woolley, who has been busy these days, at best, showing his attitude to work, not taking a stand.

These days, Baker has also thought through the question of his position, and he has made up his mind to defect to Woolley, because according to the information he knows, Woolley is a very affectionate person—all those who follow him and draw close to him have been sheltered and helped by him, and to put it simply, they have all made a fortune.

Of course, it takes courage to choose to stand with Woolley on the territory of Lenwinton, and Baker just does not lack this courage, because he knows very well that if he does not stand on Woolley's side, Woolley can play him to death as soon as he raises his hand, and if he follows Woolley's side, he will not only have a chance to make a fortune, but may also be able to grab more power.

Compared with the two, Baker's courage is bursting now, and the reason why he is a little worried is because this is the first time he has confronted so many citizens at the same time, and he is really not sure how much hatred he will bring to himself.

"What are you afraid of? Do their slaves dare to do it to the civilians? Do their subordinates dare to do it to you and me?" Woolley frowned and frowned at Baker, "I want to give you a word, in the face of absolute strength, those little tricks they play are scum."

Baker took Woolley's words seriously, and his eyes lit up.

"Lord Woolley, if you didn't say anything, just do as you tell you!" Baker patted his chest.

That's the attitude. An appreciative smile appeared on Woolley's face, "Salt Marsh Town becomes bigger and stronger, we will be the biggest beneficiaries, whoever dares to obstruct us, whoever is our enemy, Baker, it's up to you."

Baker nodded heavily, and it was a joy to say "we" instead of "I" when Woolley had just said, but the meaning was too big.

"Here, try this. Woolley smiled and took out two "homemade cigarettes" from the drawer, handed one of them to Baker, and naturally took a ...... himself

Moments later, Baker's violent coughing could be heard in the office, mixed with Woolley's laughter.

"Lord Woolley, ahem, this, cough, what is this?" Baker coughed while looking at Woolley in amazement, "swallowing clouds and spitting fog", just now he took a sharp breath according to Woolley's teaching, and immediately choked on it, and his dizziness and legs were weak, almost thinking that Woolley gave him poison.

"Naturally, it's a good thing, I invented it, let's call it a cigarette for the time being. Woolley smiled slightly, "In the future, I'll give it a resounding name." "

......

The posture of the little nobles is very sufficient—the door is closed, the small door is locked, and most of the subordinates and slaves go up to the wall, or hold long and short swords, or wooden clubs and pestles, and take turns on duty, but they also put on a posture of vowing to live and die with the house.

The next day, when Elite reported the situation to Woolly and asked if he needed to communicate, Woolley smiled and waved his hand: "No matter what they want, they can make trouble as much as they like, they don't follow the rules, we have to follow them."

"Elite was a little confused, because he felt that since this situation had arisen, then he should communicate with these people in time, even if he wanted to do something real, then at least he had to salute first and then soldier.

But Elite also thought about it, and before he came, Nils specifically told him not to make his own decisions, so since Wu Laiming said don't care, he is happy not to care.

The little nobles were also puzzled, because they had been posturing for almost two days, not only did Woolley not appear, but even the other officials did not show up, how busy they should be.

This undoubtedly made them wonder and be depressed in addition to ......

Another day passed, there was still no movement, but the quarrying team in the town set out to attract the women and children who originally came to see the excitement - the construction of salt marsh town is inseparable from stone, and the demolished old houses and parapets are far from meeting the demand, but fortunately, there are two stone mountains forty miles away, and the stone produced is also very good, so it has naturally become the first choice for quarrying, in order to ensure supply, Woolley organized a quarrying team composed of two hundred and sixteen people and forty-one double-oxen carts.

These forty-one double-oxen carts are already the limit of Woolley's current situation, you must know that although there are a lot of cattle and horses in Salt Marsh Town, most of them belong to the salt farm, and with the relationship between Tours and Woolley, he will not sell Woolley's face.

The day after the quarryman's departure, Bill found Woolley with the list again: "Lord Woolley, this is my new list, the number has been adjusted to one hundred and twenty, I hope you can approve it, the defense of Salt Marsh Town can't rely on that ditch alone."

"It's too many, and if it's eighty, I think I'll be able to take it. Woolley smiled slightly, "Bill Tribune, I am very sincere, and I can understand your eagerness to protect Salt Marsh Town, but the current situation in Salt Marsh Town is like this, and I can't help you much." "

Lord Woolley, you're holding on to military power!" Bill raised his voice angrily.

"Lord Bill, watch your wording, I'm your commander. Woolley glanced

at Bill, "Hmph, do you think this is in the Legion? This is in Salt Marsh Town! Don't play with me in the Legion!" "Lord Woolley, you are ignoring Salt Marsh Town, I doubt that you have any agreement with the bandits in private," Bill sneered, "Otherwise, how dare you not even keep a single Protector." "

That's my business, Bill Tribune, you should have heard before you came, Salt Marsh Town, it's me who calls the shots, besides, I made it very clear at yesterday's meeting, your duty as a tribune is to take the Prioritzer's duty to patrol and defend every day. Woolley said lightly, waving his hand, "Now, it's time for you to do your duty."

Bill's eyes immediately went cold, and he shook his sleeves and left.

After nightfall, the little nobles were reunited, but tonight they were much more relieved, for Tours and Bill had arrived.

Food and drink are always available, and talking about things while eating and drinking can not only highlight status, but also set the mood in style, and of course, show respect for Tours and Bill.

The petty nobles naturally had to respect the two Tours, because although Tours made it clear that he was in the same position as everyone else, because everyone was a follower of Jobs's treasurer and listened to Job's arrangement, these little nobles did not dare to sit on an equal footing with Tours or Bill.

"Look, Lord Tours, it's time to book tomorrow, and my house ......," asked a minor nobleman, whose house was the first to be demolished in Woolley's plan, and who should have moved his house yesterday to live in another minor nobleman's house for the time being, as had been discussed beforehand.

"Don't be afraid, Woolleglindo doesn't have anyone available now, Gruul went to Lunvinton, Baker is a big slippery head, he won't get on it, Lord Elite is Lord George's man, except for these three, the rest are civilians, who dares to touch you?" said Tours with a smile.

"What if the Archon of Woolley himself comes to give the order?" asked the little nobleman again, and he really did not want to provoke Woolley if it were not for the great temptation of "becoming a follower of Job".

"All we want is for him to come in person, and as soon as he comes, you will make a fuss, and Lord Bill will be on your side. "All you have to do is hold on to tomorrow, and you can take care of the rest."

Several minor nobles nodded hurriedly.

"I'm a little worried that they won't be able to hold on, that Woollegrindo is really horizontal. Bill put down the glass in his hand, "But if he doesn't do it, you don't have to."

"That's that, that's that. A young nobleman answered and poured Bill a glass of wine, "I hope everything goes well tomorrow." Bill

was stunned for a moment, and then immediately relieved, and said in his heart, don't blame these little nobles for being so afraid of provoking Woolley, even himself, if he hadn't taken Job's instructions, how would he be willing to come here to confront Woolley.

While Bill, Tours, and the group of petty nobles were mingling, Woolley was sitting alone on the roof of the Archon's Mansion, staring at the moon in a daze.

The daze is not because of pressure, compared to his beautiful vision for the future of Salt Marsh Town, this pressure in front of him is nothing at all, the reason why he is in a daze is because he misses, there is a miss for Helen, a miss for Seneca, a miss for that drunkard father, but more importantly, a miss for the previous memory.

Unbeknownst to Woolley, while he was in a daze, in Assyria, far away from the town of Salt Marsh, the core figures of the Duncan family were gathering to talk about their ......

All he knew was that the wind suddenly became stronger......