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The leader's majesty was still there, and his subordinates honestly didn't dare to sneak a handful of wheat into their sleeves. However, when they went to help carry the snow-white fine flour, they couldn't help but pick up some white flour and put it in their mouths to smack it. smell.
With so much food, not to mention these previously honest serfs, even the bandit leader who was originally from a wealthy family looked straight at it.
Where did you get so much rations?
Mainly because they were carrying so much refined food, the equipment and guards of this group of people going to the Western Kingdom were quite simple. There was only a young man sitting on a carriage and the driver responsible for driving the donkey. Even after being robbed, he didn't put up much resistance. Instead, he huddled in the corner of the carriage and looked at the robbers timidly.
"Are you a noble?"
Except for nobles and kings, he couldn't think of anyone who could be so rich.
The bandit leader's eyes narrowed slightly, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he said sternly: "These two people can't stay, or when they return, they will send people to kill us."
"Yes! Looking at his wealth, he must have exploited many civilians. By killing him, we will be doing justice to God."
Hearing the sound of sharpening steel knives and the fierce looks on the faces of the people in front of them, the two grown men who were kidnapped were so frightened that they wet their pants. They all cried with mournful faces and wailed: "It's unjust. We are all ordinary people. How can we have the title of nobility."
"Then these things were all stolen by you?" The hunky-backed man raised his eyebrows again. He was so fierce that the two men shrank back a little more in fright, and said quickly: "No, no, no, they are all grown at home. of."
"Grown? Can you grow so much food?"
The coachman quickly replied: "Every household in our city can grow so much food, but because we can't sell it at a high price, we think of selling it to other countries to get some silks, satins and jewelry to wear."
"You can exchange grain for idle goods such as silk, satin and jewelry. This is how much rice is piled in the warehouse!"
Now, even the serfs, who were not very simple, looked at something wrong.
Fortunately, one of the two had a clear mind and shouted quickly: "Please don't hurt us, as long as you can send us back to the city of Mass We are willing to let the family give five stones of food to redeem people."
The coachman also quickly said: "My family is willing to give three stones."
They have all become bandits. It would be too difficult to say how much conscience is left, but eight hundred kilograms of food is a real benefit. If you can get it, you will be able to eat and clothe yourself in the next few years.
The robbers looked at each other, but the leader clapped his hands and asked: "We are not stupid, what if you set a trap and trick us into killing us?"
"We won't die because of this little food!"
"If it doesn't work, how about you tie me up and let me go when the food is brought?"
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The temptation of several hundred kilograms of grain and rice was too great. After a discussion, the bandits decided to escort the two of them back to Mass City to get grain.
Fortunately, these two people did not lie to them. As if they were afraid that the thugs would use force or retaliate afterwards, they did not even notify the guards in the city. Instead, after redeeming the person, they left as if they were avoiding the god of plague.
The robbers were hurriedly preparing to leave, as if they were holding bags full of gold.
How did you know, but someone stopped you.
They looked at several young men wearing white robes who looked like clergymen walking towards them. The highest status among these robbers is just a rich farmer. It is still a bit intimidating to actually face such a high-class person.
Especially when they thought they had fallen into a trap and were about to be punished by these clerics, they looked extremely frightened.
He didn't even think about the priests, but he patted them on the shoulders in a friendly manner and said with admiration: "You have a lot of strength to carry so much food on your back. We happen to be short of a few people here, so come and help us move them." Brick bar.¡±
Life is easy now, and few people are willing to do hard work, but the priests said that they would let these strong men help build the temple when carrying bricks. The priests are confident that no one will refuse this job.
Sure enough, a dozen strong men looked at each other and followed them silently.
How do these priests know that these strong men are depressed about being captured? But because of his special status and fear of being discovered, not to mention the fact that clerics have the right to kill civilians these days, he had no choice but to follow.
A dozen bandits took turns leaving people to guard the food and began to work silently. Because of their neat movements, they finished moving the bricks just before noon when the sun was at its strongest. The eyes of the clergymen who came to inspect were brightened, and they felt that these men wereI just feel that this city is too prosperous.
There is an almost endless crowd of people, but in such a large place, the order is quite stable, everyone looks calm, and there is no trace of fatigue or sleepiness.
Of course, what His Highness the Prince did not expect was that he and the guards were interrogated as soon as they entered the city gate.
The prince replied with a sullen face, very nervous.
However, from the conversations he listened to, he found that there seemed to be quite a few outsiders like him.
"You are only thirteen years old?" The guard raised his eyebrows, "I haven't seen a child as young as you for a long time."
Prince: "??"
Immediately afterwards, he was forced to separate from the guards and sent to a place called "school".
Being separated from the guards is of course quite disadvantageous. But what's even more disadvantageous is exposing his identity now.
The prince restrained himself, preparing to find a good opportunity to escape.
But the prince never expected that when he was sent to this place called "school", not only was he not tortured, but he was taught precious words.
The teacher¡¯s erudition even gave him the idea of ????bringing people back to his country.
Because of his status as a prince, he could read and stand out among his peers, so the teacher was very surprised and even rewarded him with a small snack.
It was a soft snack with a very delicate appearance and a milky and honey-like sweetness. Even as a prince, he had never eaten such a delicious snack. He was so greedy that he didn't even care whether the food was poisonous or not, chewing it in small bites.
The days that followed were as relaxing as a fairy.
¡°You don¡¯t have to work, you can study, and you can still have food to eat. You can go to bed when the time comes and take a nap every day.
It is more enjoyable than being a prince - when he was a prince, he often ate wild vegetables to save food.
A few days later, the teacher organized them to go to "voluntary labor" one afternoon. In the place called the "Retirement Home", the prince saw the cunning minister lying lazily on a deck chair and basking in the sun.
Prince: "??"
The minister who saw the prince said: "???"
Both of them were very embarrassed.
It was not until the prince found an opportunity to talk to the minister in private and asked why he had heard nothing from him that the minister showed an embarrassed look.
"What's wrong, as soon as I came to Mass City, they said I met some pension regulations and sent me here."
¡°I¡¯m too old, so I can¡¯t stand those hardships.¡±
The minister closed his eyes, basked in the sun, and called the prince's nickname tremblingly.
"Xiao Si, do you think it's not good here?"
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The prince finally returned to his own country.
Because he came back alone, the king thought that everyone else had died, and held the prince's hand with tears in his eyes - fortunately, his son was still there.
"Father," the prince calmly held the king's hand, "let's prepare and declare war on the city of Mass."
The king looked shocked: "Son, what evidence do you have?" He was so decisive.
"When there is a fight, we will surrender immediately!"
The prince said calmly: "The only way to allow Mass City to take in a large number of people is to take them in as prisoners of war. I have inquired. As long as you work voluntarily for one month, you can return to normal status and apply for resident status."
King: "??"
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