"Get...get...get..."

Maybe I saw the crowd next to the commons, the farm manager and his followers gently tied the reins together, and the horses gradually slowed down and slowly rushed to the crowd.

With the help of the last ray of light in the sky, the villagers could see that on the tall horse, the four guests who had just arrived had their lips dry, their faces were covered in dust, their clothes were covered in mud marks and water stains, and they looked dusty. The last follower fell to the last, and the outer robe on his right arm tore open several holes. The horses who had just stopped sprayed out a large mouthful of mist, and a series of water droplets kept flowing down their head, neck, chest and abdomen.

When he ordered the village sender to leave, Everlitt had already predicted that the Lord Castle would definitely respond very strongly to the major accidents in Akerley's village and the major accidents in which dozens of plowing oxen were injured at the same time.

However, when the follower who fell off the horse, the horses sweating like rain, the dusty and frosty farming officer appeared in front of him, Iverlit realized that he was not really mentally prepared at all.

He barely suppressed the fear that had risen in his heart, and barely controlled his legs that had begun to shake slightly at some point. As soon as the horse stopped, Everett had already greeted him, bowed his head, bowed his hands, bowed his hands, and bowed deeply: "John/Hissergeant Akford, the noble Master Barres, welcome you to Akerry Village, thank you for your hard work..."

"snort……"

The corners of his eyes swept the sweeps the stewards, John/Hiss Akford, the noble Master Barris, or the Baron's relative, the gloomy farmer, and the whip with a long time without saying a word, and after a long time, Everett, who was pardoned, immediately quickly took aside, and at the same time, the following flatteries were all retracted back to their position.

Drive the horse out of a short section and stop beside the mud, the farmer's gaze fell on the three men who collapsed on the ground, and their eyes looked from left to right, and from right to left. After repeated repeated waves, Ivret quickly approached.

"Yeveret..." This is the first time that most villagers have heard the voice of the farming officer, and the voice is quite gentle and even a little soft:

"These three on the earth are the gentlemen of Brown, Baker, Green Rodriguez mentioned in the letter?"

"Yes, lord." Everett nodded quickly.

"These three on the ground are the gentlemen Rodriguez who have caused thirty-seven oxen to bleed and injured?"

"Yes... Master..." Everett swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

"These three on the ground are the Rodriguez gentlemen who prevented the five oxen from standing up again?"

"Yes... Master..." Everett began to wipe his sweat.

"These three on the ground are the Rodriguez gentlemen who have completely failed to continue the Xia service?"

"Yes... Master..." Everett's voice began to tremble.

When answering this series of questions, Everett's voice became less and less, and in the end it was almost inaudible. At the same time, the farming officer had long since disappeared from the gentleness and gentleness of the beginning. His already gloomy face became darker and darker, and his voice became more and more manic. In the end, he was like spitting out a series of thunderbolts out of thin air:

"These three on the ground are to make you! I! All the villagers here! Even the Baron's all the Baron's worries are not able to fill their stomachs next year?"

"Yes...yes...yes...yes..." Everett had already started to tremble all over and could not answer for a long time.

The farmer didn't need Everett's answer either.

"Bashi, Makur, Sima!"

"Please give me instructions, lord." As the sound of the farming officer spit out, the three followers immediately responded.

"Listen!" He didn't look back at all, and waved his hand again. The whip held by the farmer officer pointed directly at the limp gentlemen Rodriguez on the ground:

"First: Take back all the livestock!"

"Second: Take back all the land!"

"Third: Close the house and take back all the farm tools!"

"Fourth: drag it down, look, waiting for the manor court!"

"No... don't..." "Master... please be kind..." "Master... give us kindness... you can't..."

Hearing these four merciless orders, the first son of the cowherd, the second son of the cowherd, and the wife of the cowherd who had woken up in the mud immediately turned pale and struggled to kneel down to the ground, begging and begging, and his begging eyes moved from the farming officer, the entourage, the supervisor, the police officer, and the police officer to the villagers watching, but only gained countless spit, unconcealed glare, and the fierce curse.

As for Latize and Sikar, the cowherd's brother and the nearest neighbor, the two families had already hidden behind the villagers and covered their mouths with great force, for fear of showing a little trace of existence, and even their heartbeat would be stopped.

He no longer looked at the cowherd family struggling in the mud. The farmer waved the whip for the last time and shouted loudly: "Did you hear it clearly?"

"Yes! Master!" The three followers immediately turned over and dismounted, and bowed to respond at the same time.

"Drag on!"

Immediately, three followers, village police officers, and several strong villagers who were called to the scene rushed forward. The cowherd and his family quickly left the villagers' vision. Three begging crying sounds came from afar, leaving four forced mud marks in the mud, two of which were accompanied by deep blood marks.

Sitting quietly on the horse, the farmer's face looked extremely ugly, and he stared blankly at the west side of the village, until his begging cry became farther and farther away, and gradually became unheard of. The farmer's head turned around and looked at the village manager next to him.

After receiving continuous inquiries from the farming officer like a storm and watching the complete experience of the farming officer dealing with the cowherd's family, the poor manager was almost unconscious. At this time, he would rather face two knives than face the cold gaze of the farming officer.

Standing in the mud, the manager's legs trembled and his head swelled. When he heard his heart beating rapidly, the pitiful gadget buried in his chest seemed to have reached his throat and was about to rush out of his tightly clenched teeth.

Poor Iverett's face was trembling with his muscles, trying to control it, so that his ears could be opened with force, and he wanted to cover his ears, for fear of missing any syllables spit out by the farmer, and for fear of hearing another punishment order.

This is very likely. Most of the oxen in the village was injured. This was a great negligence of the village manager. From the farming officer, he punished the cowherd's family without hesitation. Iverett understood the authorization obtained by the farming officer and the degree of anger from the castle baron.

"Yeveret..."

"Yes..." Ivleit replied tremblingly.

"Tell me what the specific situation of the plowing ox is. The situation mentioned in the letter is relatively simple... Also, tell me what you did."

Thank goodness, thanks to the Lord.

While describing the specific injuries of the plowing ox and describing how he dealt with the injured plowing ox, he pressed hard and held the heart that continued to be beating rapidly. Just a little bit away, Everlit directly shed tears of gratitude.

It's so lucky.

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Half an hour later, on the east side of the village, there was a simple wooden house, inside Wu Qingchen's house.

After hearing the old William sighed and shook his head when he was injured in the village cattle...

After listening to Grace's majestic and decisive and fair description of the farming officer...

After hearing Idra's description of the cowherd's family's joyful or gloating...

Wu Qingchen breathed a long sigh.

Fortunately... the cowherd's family is quite lucky...

Yes, the family has lost all hope after being reclaimed, land, farm tools, closed houses and awaiting punishment from the manor court.

There were no beggars in the Middle Ages, because the indigenous people were all beggars, and the only way for the cowherd family to be serfs, and no behavior is decided by themselves from then on.

This is also the unanimous purpose of the staff teams of various countries on earth to kill the cowherd families to regain control of all the possibilities for the village cattle family.

There are many reasons. In addition to the deep hatred of 7 billion humans on Earth, there are two more realistic reasons:

First, if a large number of oxen are injured, the cowherd's family will definitely suffer losses, or at least the benefits will be damaged. Whether on the earth or the medieval world, the most likely reaction of those who suffer losses is to double the search from the aspects that are most easily gained and recover the losses. The aspects that cowherds are most easily gained are the herds of cattle. After experiencing the thrilling scene before the emergency awakening, the earth's world will never allow cowherds to double the use of plowing oxen, resulting in uncontrollable dangers again.

Secondly, dozens of plowing oxen in the village represent the most advanced social productivity in the medieval world, represent the living standards of the people in the medieval world, and represent the fundamental interests of a wide range of villagers. Whether it is to improve Wu Qingchen's status, ensure Wu Qingchen's safety, or improve Wu Qingchen's living standards, these representatives have an extremely important position in the countless plans designated by the Earth Staff Corps. With such a critical and important representative position, countless staff groups on the Earth will inevitably not tolerate someone or a family occupying the interests alone, and even affect the optimal and reasonable use of them.

Naturally, it is lucky that the cattle herds who are severely punished by the agricultural officials will definitely become serfs in the future, because they have avoided countless incredible, inexplicable, and unimaginable accidents from then on.

No matter what, serfs are not all bad things.

On the other hand, they became serfs. Although life has been monotonous, dull and mediocre since then, they no longer have to worry about tomorrow and will not suddenly lose their jobs. The master who is stuck in his head will cause the slave to be unemployed. There will always be a roof above his head that will keep away from the wind and rain. But no matter how small the rain will be, it will leak a little. The owner will give food every day, and he will have something to live, and will not die of hunger. Of course, if he thinks it is too unpalatable or can't bite at all, or because the food is too dirty, he can't blame anyone...

OK OK OK...

OK OK OK!

It was so miserable and disgusting that Wu Qingchen gave up on his imagination and decided to give up comforting himself.

In any case, I am lucky... No matter what, the result of the cowherd's family is a foregone conclusion. With this result, I probably don't need to set up all kinds of sinister traps, nor do I need to help myself with such a fierce determination.

During the second emergency training, psychologists and negotiation experts told Wu Qingchen countless truths, but for some reason, what impressed Wu Qingchen the most was two very ordinary words:

On one hand, there is the whole world, but on the other hand, there is not an innocent family...

7 billion lives cannot withstand a trace of pity...

Recalling these two sentences, lying on the hay bed, Wu Qingchen stroked his chest and gently closed his eyes.

Go to bed, go to bed early...

If the deduction of the staff team did not make any mistakes, it would not take long to get up and be busy for a long time...
Chapter completed!