The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Since both Kiayans said so, Piedro Zaba seemed to be a good suggestion indeed. Lending money to the kings and nobles is not only much higher than the interest in the bank, but also collateral as security. But Pidro couldn't do this, he still had to ask Cheerchen's opinion.

"You and I will go to my nephew and tell him the idea just now." Pidro said to Kiayan.

Kiayang hesitated when he heard that Cheechen was going to see him. After all, he had just been driven out from there in a dingy manner.

"What are you afraid of!" Piedro shouted: "If you change to another master today, you will be dead."

Pidro did as he said, he went back to the castle and called Chelchen out of the room. At that time, Cheer Chen was talking to Fatima in his room. Since that night, both of them have consciously avoided the embarrassing question, and instead talked about the future of their children.

Seeing Pidro said that there was something important, Cheerchen came out unwillingly.

As soon as he walked to the door, Cheerchen saw Ki Ayan.

"Why are you back again? Haven't I been relieved of my post?" Cheer Chen asked slightly dissatisfied and puzzled.

"My benefactor, protector, is actually like this..." Ki Ayan rubbed his hands, his eyes narrowed with a smile.

"Let me do it." Pidro put his arm around his nephew, and he quietly bit his ear at Cheorchen.

Pidro told Cheachen of Kiayan's suggestion, and also cited the example of Prince Boguslav. Cheerchen's face fell more and more as he listened.

He never thought that Kiayan would come up with such an idea, and Uncle Pidro took him over and said it to himself.

Cheerchen now feels that his uncle Pidro is crazy.

And when Pidro finished speaking, Cheerchen's back was soaked with sweat.

Not to mention that Chechen is not a citizen of the Republic of Poland, but he is playing for the Republic of Poland after all; for example, he really lent the money to Prince Boguslav, who was in dire need of funds, as Keayan said, that was his own. The enemy. Besides, maybe one day, he will fight the prince. Cheerchen felt ridiculous when he thought that every bullet and shell fired in his army would be bought with the money he lent him.

Pidro and Cheerchen finished biting their ears. He and Ki Ayan looked at Cheerchen hopefully, hoping that Cheerchen could approve and implement this suggestion.

Cheerchen took a deep breath, if he could, he really wanted to wake up his uncle severely now.

Ki Ayang is also alert. Seeing Cheerchen's face did not show joy, he knew what kind of attitude Cheerchen had towards this suggestion. He stepped back two steps, fearing that Cheerchen would come to himself for a while.

Pidro looked at the terrified and pitiful look of Keayan, and then at Cheerchen who was not speaking, he also understood a little bit.

"Kiayan, you go down first. I'll call you when it's useful." Pidro issued an eviction order.

Kiayan is amnesty. He hurriedly saluted and said that he would still stay in the hotel near the castle, please come and tell yourself whenever you need it.

After Kiayan retreated, Pidro said to Cheorchen suspiciously: "My nephew. Why, are you dissatisfied with the suggestion just now?"

In order not to affect Fatima, Cheerchen dragged Pidro to a further place. His back was against the cold stone wall, and his index fingers tapped the wall.

"Uncle Pidro, who came up with the idea of ​​lending money to Boguslav?" Chechen asked.

Hearing Cheerchen's question, and looking at his iron expression, Pidro seemed to understand. At this time, he really wanted to slap himself in the mouth: He really doesn't open which pot or not to mention which pot! Who is Boguslav? That's a villain who tried to insult Christina. Take this daring guy as an example. Can Cheerchen be happy?

Pidro, who thought he had grasped the key to the problem, said to Chechen: "It wasn't anyone who came up with it, I just give an example. Dear nephew, don't worry, I will never lend money to Boguslav. , He is yours... no, our enemy."

Seeing his uncle shaking his head and shaking his head, Cheerchen knew that his uncle must not understand why he disagreed.

"My dear uncle," Cheerchen said deliberately, "I know you are also thinking about me and the mercenary group. But have you ever thought about it, even if you don't lend the money to Boguslav, but to Sweden and Tsarist Russia Nobles, these countries are at war with Poland. When our money is borrowed by them, they will use the money to hire mercenaries, buy muskets and stronger armor, and then fight against the Republic of Poland. We are here. Why did you come back this time? Isn’t it because His Majesty King Jan Kazimierz is going to counterattack? At that time, we will meet these enemies armed with our money on the battlefield. We are not shooting ourselves in the foot. Maybe a bullet that was shot at you was made with the Thaler you gave."

After listening to Cheer Chen's words, Pidro finally understood. Cold sweat broke out on his back.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened Pidro was. In his mind he even saw a picture of a arquebus burning arquebus facing him: the musketeer pulled the trigger, the bullet shot out of the barrel, and he was riding a horse. Yang Dao shot down the horse.

"God bless!" Piedro religiously drew a cross on his chest: "Chechen, uncle is really old, or you can understand it. Yes, we can't let this happen. I will put it right now. Both Kiayan will be driven away!"

At this time, Pidro habitually pushed all guilt on others.

"It doesn't need to be the case," Cheerchen suddenly thought again. Because he felt that, in fact, Kiayan's suggestion was not in the slightest undesirable.

"Uncle," Cheerchen asked Pidro, "If we agree with Kiayan that all the money we lent is not allowed to be lent to us and the enemy of the Republic of Poland where we are serving, can this be effectively avoided? What about the risks?"

Cheerchen had this idea ~www.readwn.com~ because he thought that when he hired Hessian mercenaries, there was one restriction in it: Hessian mercenaries would not fight with Hessian mercenaries.

The Earl of Hessian stipulated this in order to prevent the fellow Hessians from killing each other. And what Cheerchen said just now was to learn from the rule of Earl Hessen.

When Pedro heard it, he also thought it was a good idea to avoid risks.

Right away, Pidro was about to run downstairs before Cheerchen could answer.

"I'm going to call Kiayan back now," he said.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing Pidro in such a rage, Cheerchen quickly grabbed his uncle's back collar: "Uncle, wait until tomorrow night you will come to Chiayan, or we will see him."

"Why?" Pidro wondered.

Immediately, he realized it immediately.

Ki Ayan has just been relieved of his duties as a supervisor by Cheechen, and if he is called into the castle, it will definitely make others think that Cheechen's rewards and punishments are unfair. If Bacht knows, I don't know what the upright man will think.

After understanding this, Pidro smiled and praised Chechen and said: "You are still a nephew, and you are more and more like your uncle when he was young. Then I will wait until tomorrow night to find Keayan."

After speaking, Pidro looked over Cheerchen's shoulder and looked in the direction of the room: "How is Fatima?"

"It's all very good, I think it must be a boy." Cheerchen's face was full of joyful smiles when he talked about the child who was about to be born. Although he is less than 20 years old, he will have his own child soon. Sometimes Cheerchen is a little weird to think about.

When Chechen said that Tima would give birth to a boy, Pidro immediately opened his eyes and smiled. He said to Cheerchen: "Then I have to go and see."