Chapter 432

Chapter 432

2014-08-16

Since it is a negotiation, it is natural to have such a vulgar but effective move as Mawei.

This is not the voluntary action of these Knights, nor is it the private order of the traditional nobles, which Ronald knew and acquiesced to. From the root cause, in fact, the noble negotiating group is somewhat contemptuous of the Grey Cloth Armed Force. In any case, if you can suppress the imposing manner of the other party, it will be of great benefit for the next negotiation.

But now the expected panic didn't happen, but the cavalry on my side kicked the iron plate and couldn't get in. It was even more impossible to go back and tell it. Although the nobles opened the curtains to see this scene, they naturally impossible and walked down. For a time, the front of the tavern fell into an embarrassing situation.

At this moment,

"What are you pulling me for...Hi, everyone...all right, don't pull me..."

Tang The people on En's side looked sideways, and saw Philip leaning out from behind the carriage half body, resisting the pull inside, and waving to greet him.

The tense and stalemate atmosphere suddenly eased.

Here, Philip finally broke free, and at the same time pulled out a middle-aged nobleman with a helpless face inside, and then the majestic Alex also walked out with a smile on his face and an indifferent face.

"haha, long time no see. Come on, come on, I'm optimistic about you..." Philip took two steps and walked to the door of the tavern, no matter how many people he knew, heartless one after another warm handshake and hug.

The corners of Simpson's and Ronald's eyes twitched a few times, but since the embarrassing situation no longer exists, there is no stalemate between them, and they all walked out of the car.

As if the previous dismounting didn't happen, everyone greeted them as usual. Although the atmosphere is not lively, at least the scene is not too ugly.

After a brief greeting, Joah made a hand seal to invite in, and immediately walked into the tavern.

"All come in, all come in, don't be polite..." Philip warmly stood at the door to greet him, but Diff, who was receiving him, was a little stunned. Who is this guy? Also, where is he from...

The nobles were already numb to this, and walked in without expression. But just after entering the tavern, the problem came again...

"What a shabby place...what's the joke, this is the negotiating table?"

"These...seven teacups , can only sit seven people? Damn, are you letting so many of us sit on the floor?"

"Are you sure you know what a negotiation is?"

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The angry and questioning voices were continuously issued. There were provocations by the traditional aristocrats, and some were really annoyed.

After the tavern was cleaned up, only two long tables joined together remained in the hall, and the conditions were so poor that it was outrageous to say nothing. The key is that this table can only seat seven people, and this time there are at least twenty or thirty people in the noble negotiating group, which is naturally not enough.

Poppa! Joah clapped his palms twice, and when the scene was quiet, he said indifferently: "No matter how good the environment is, it has nothing to do with negotiation, and there are seven people, enough to start a negotiation. As for the extra people..." He pointed to the wooden stools piled up at the corner of the wall, "there are stools, you can choose to move to sit on the outside and watch, or stand. Please do it yourself!"

When the words fell, he waved his hand, sat down directly, and looked down at the negotiating conditions in front of him.

Bang, Simpson strode forward and slapped the table, the tea cup vibrated and roared angrily: "bully intolerably! You guys clearly don't pay attention to negotiation, I don't think it's necessary to talk about simply... Damn , this dirty table." After the shooting, Simpson immediately regretted it, took out a white silk scarf and kept wiping his palms.

"Sir Simpson?" Tang En asked, leaning on his chin with one hand, suddenly looking up.

"Huh?" Simpson was slightly surprised.

"If I remember correctly, this negotiation doesn't seem to have anything to do with you. Well, congratulations, you don't have to sit on this so-called dirty table."

Simpson opened his mouth, shocked. If the name is known, it may be because the previous movement was too big and it was accidentally leaked. But even the faction and the inside story of the negotiation were clearly understood by the other party, which made him a little stunned.

"Sorry, we at Grey Cloth Armed Force are not as rich as you are, although I think you have blood on every coin of yours. We don't talk about pomp, the negotiating table is here now, Sit down if you want to negotiate. If you don't want to, we don't force it, you can go back to your own home and find your own mother."

"You..." This remark is undoubtedly arrogant, and Simpson's old face flushed red. , the furious will roar again.

"Hey, what are you doing standing here, doing..." Philip, who came in last from the door, saw the crowd surging in front of him.

Of course not many people would listen to Philip's unreliable words, and finally Ronald, who had been silent before, said: "This is the end of the matter, let's negotiate first."

Since the noble negotiating team can come here this time, it is naturally led by the new nobles. Simpson and the others are only responsible for the supervision during the negotiation. Now Ronald's opening is a temporary conclusion. In any case, the disturbance caused by the negotiation environment and the limited seats was revealed, and then the nobles discussed who was qualified to sit.

First of all, Ronald, as the older generation, and the leader of the upstart clansman group, naturally has a position. When the words fell, he walked towards Joah, which is the center of the long table. But in an instant, there was someone who sat up first.

Ronald looked at this man and twitched his eyebrows: "Philip, you..." Halfway through his words, he couldn't take it anymore.

That's right, it's Philip who grabs the spot. After he sat down, he turned to his usual sloppy image. His sitting posture was extremely standard, and he looked like a soldier waiting for a review. But that look was a little erratic, and it was placed on the opposite Joah for a while, and then quickly moved away.

"Any questions?" After hearing Ronald's words, Philip turned his head slightly and spread his hands, "I am higher than you in the title of Lord Len. In terms of status among the new nobles, I am Also taller than you, is there a problem sitting here?"

Ronald opened his mouth, so as not to faint from the sudden surge of anger. There is no doubt that this negotiation was led by him, and he was the one who made the final decision. But what Philip said was not wrong. Whether it was identity or status, the always unreliable Philip was indeed pressing him.

His chest rose and fell several times, and in the end Ronald let out a long sigh, still focusing on the overall situation and sitting heavily on Philip's left.

Apart from Tang En and Joah, Enoch and the others are a little confused. Is this... an infighting?

Of course Tang En didn't think so, the corners of his mouth turned slightly when he saw this, there was no doubt that this guy was going to take guilt today.

Alex behind the crowd was also surprised. He looked at Philip, and then at the ordinary woman with a delicate and pretty face on the other side. He opened his mouth, what's the situation? in love? And the taste is still so unique... Isn't this guy in love with all the women in Grey Cloth Armed Force?

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It has to be said that this negotiation now looks more like a farce because of Philip's indiscriminate entry and many accidents.

However, after all, this is the first official contact, and this negotiation must continue.

After some confusion, the nobles finally found their positions, and the six new nobles plus Simpson sat at the negotiating table. The rest of the people took the wooden benches piled up in the corners and sat down in a semi-arc around the negotiating table.

At the beginning of the negotiation, it is natural to introduce each other. Of course, Tang En's reports here are all pseudonyms. As for the opposite, except for the recorder on the far right, there are a lot of other noble titles, such as marquis and count. Philip didn't sign up and looked stunned. Of course, no one would care about him.

Since it is a negotiation, the first thing to determine is the person who can make the final decision. Now these seven positions are easy to distinguish. Ronald and the others all set their sights on Joah, didn't see Camouflage, but at least confirmed that the other was a woman and still young.

I didn't mean to despise it. After all, although they didn't see the previous magic attack, they could still feel the difficulty from Joah's few but concise and powerful words. Moreover, they reported the title of the great noble before, and they did not mean to put pressure on the other party, but now it seems that they have not received any effect. What made them even more suspicious was that the other party seemed to have a vaguely familiar taste... Well, that was the feeling of an aristocrat.

While Ronald was looking at it, Joah and the others didn't. They all received information in advance and knew who was the main force in this negotiation. As for Philip who suddenly appeared, um, ignore it...

The surface meaning of this negotiation is that the two sides reach a settlement, and Titus is willing to pay some price for this, in order to get the Grey Cloth Armed Force army. Do not invade the rear cities and disrupt the deployment of the front line. At a deeper level, the new nobles want to seek cooperation with the Grey Cloth Armed Force, and both sides get what they need. Of course, the latter cannot be placed on the table. To sum up, Grey Cloth Armed Force has the right to make an offer.

Joah is also welcome. After a little probing by both parties, they begin to put forward their requirements one by one. The scene suddenly became lively,

"What, give the land back to the commoner? That's our land, they use our seeds, use our farm tools, and in the end our land becomes theirs What are you kidding..."

"Sir Simpson, I don't have time to joke with you. There's enough land in the nobles, but they're still plundered in every way possible. That's what we want. And the fact has already proved that if the commoner owns his own land, the enthusiasm will be higher, and the yield of crops will also increase... In this way, the empire will become stronger and stronger, which is a win-win result!"

"Win-win is a ghost, you can't do anything about the nobles. Ronald, if you dare to agree to this condition, I promise you will die ugly!"

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"Let the commoner children enter the Academy? Hehe, it's ridiculous, they only need to farm the fields, what do they learn to do?"

"The teachings of Light God all say that God The kindness to all people is equal. If so, why can't commoner children enter the Academy? Similarly, this is also exporting talents for the empire. Hehe, only a short-sighted person like you would find it ridiculous!"

"You, you...you impudent!"

"Hey, Sir Simpson, don't be impulsive, everyone is civilized, don't be harsh. Besides, listen carefully, what others say is also has several points of truth."

"Philip! Which side are you on? I warn you..."

"You warn me? hehe, listen, everyone, He dared to warn me! Try your damn warning..."

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The purpose of the Grey Cloth Armed Force is to enhance the status and interests of the commoner. To avoid will touch the interests of the nobles. So this scene of intense collision is the inevitable result.

Then Simpson had come with the purpose of sabotaging the negotiation, and when he heard these conditions, he became even more angry. After the negotiation, it was almost a debate between him and the traditional nobles and Joah's side. Only then did he realize the power of this ordinary woman. The words are sharp and the logic is meticulous, and almost every sentence hits the point, making people want to be suffocated by the breath lifted in the chest.

Tang En did not speak, because Joah was enough and the effect was obvious. The tea that Simpson had initially dismissed was now added and added, and he drank it almost every time he added it. If it weren't for the support of other traditional nobles behind him, he would be foolishly nailed to the bench by the words here.

Then Ronald also rarely speaks, let alone argues. Just told the recorder to write down the conditions, and then sat there silently. It was only when Joah said that the commoner should be in power that his old eyes that were almost closed gleamed.

He didn't express his position. Except for gags, which were a bit like Philip who was pulling a side, the people from the new aristocracy here were naturally not easy to attack. In the end, the focus of the negotiation has shifted from the negotiating table to the debate between the table and the table.

Conditions, quarrels, conditions, quarrels...

This negotiation began to shift more and more to street scolding, and the people involved were red-faced and almost used force. Bystanders watched with keen interest pleasure, very indifferent.

To be honest, the First Stage negotiation is about what is impossible to talk about, and what is more important is the dispute over imposing manner. For now, at least this scene is imposing enough. Endless quarrels ran through almost the entire morning of the negotiation process...

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(ps: two things.)

1. civet cats Bow down and wish all book friends a happy National Day. If you can go home and reunite, try to go home. The civet cat now has a deep understanding that the happiness of the family is more important than everything.

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