Chapter 469 Handover
When Viscount Dickens introduced an official to Abel, the official would bow to Abel to show his respect, but Abel felt a strange atmosphere, it seemed that everyone of the officials here There is a tacit understanding between them.
"Viscount Dickens, the handover of all accounts and properties will be handled by my housekeeper Bartoli. I don't need to ask about these matters, just leave the army of Harvest City to me!" Abel waved his hand and said.
"I will take over the account and the estate on behalf of the master!" Bartoli gently untied the burqa from her body, revealing a white robe inside. It was not gorgeous, but it was a precious silk robe.
"What, we have to hand over to a housekeeper, or a female housekeeper!" Butler Ezard seemed to have been greatly insulted, and looked at his old master, Viscount Dickens, he had no intention of Staying in Harvest City, he wanted to leave with Viscount Dickens, so he was very disgusted with the earl in front of him using a housekeeper to hand over to him, and felt humiliated.
But at this time, Viscount Dickens didn't look at him, but looked at the double staff badge on Bartoli's chest with some horror.
Although the officials present are not low-ranking in Harvest City, their knowledge is not high. Perhaps wizards are a legend to them, but Viscount Dickens is different. He knows the wizard's badge. There were only three wizards stationed, and only one intermediate wizard.
And Abel's housekeeper turned out to be an intermediate-level wizard. He vaguely felt that leaving Harvest City this time would be a wrong decision, perhaps the worst choice he had ever made in his life.
"Bartoli, look for the information on this Ezard steward to see if he is an honest official, if he is, then forgive him, if not, insult an intermediate wizard, you can deal with it directly! "Abel glanced at Steward Ezard and said lightly.
Abel didn't have time to deal with the dirty affairs of the officials. He used a particularly simple and crude method. Before coming to Harvest City to receive the territory, he had already asked the Kingdom of St. Ellis to send an intelligence organization to all officials of Harvest City. All investigated.
If it was an ordinary person's request, the Kingdom of St. Ellis would definitely ignore it, or even be very annoyed, but Abel's request caused the empire to dispatch the state machinery and conduct a detailed investigation of all the officials of Harvest City.
The official's life, work, family, income, etc., have no privacy in the face of the empire's most terrifying intelligence organization.
Of course, Abel didn't even look at these investigation results, and handed them all to Bartoli. As a countess who had managed a rich territory, letting her temporarily take over the management of Harvest City was the most appropriate choice at this time.
"Izard Steward, has a wife,
The six lovers gave birth to two sons and twelve illegitimate sons. During the time when they were in charge of the grain depot of Harvest City, they sold 1,532 tons of grain in private, for a total of 56,000 gold coins! "Bartoli took out a stack of parchment from the space bag, and read aloud from it.
At this time, Steward Ezard's face was pale, and his whole body was weak. He hadn't even told his family about the private reselling of food. How could this new female steward know.
"Lord Viscount Dickens, I was wronged, you must save me!" Steward Ezard looked at Viscount Dickens, his only savior, but Viscount Dickens remained silent.
Unlike Butler Ezard, who was already panicking, the other officials present could see it very clearly. Butler Bartoli just touched her waist lightly, and a large stack of parchment appeared in her hand. their imagination.
It seems that this Bartoli butler has an ability that they don't know, and they don't know what kind of ability, but when a thing exceeds their cognition, fear becomes the only expression.
"Steward Azzard, I can tell you one thing for sure, even His Royal Highness King Algernon George would not dare to refute what this Lady Bartoli said!" Viscount Dickens glanced at Azer with disgust Steward De, Steward Ezard did so many things behind his back, and even had the face to beg him.
"Managing Ezard, all your property will be confiscated, and you will be sent to a labor camp until you die!" Bartoli said coldly.
"No! I beg you, I am willing to hand over all my property, please let me go!" Steward Ezard sat limply on the ground, his clothes wet with tears, he kept saying .
"Drag it!" Abel said in a deep voice.
Two knights walked in from the door and grabbed Steward Ezard, like a chicken, and took him out.
At this time, the hall was quiet, and the rest of the officials were frightened. After being an official for so many years, who has nothing to do with them? Does the stack of parchment have their own records?
"Bartoli, you continue to hand over. If there is any more trouble, you can deal with it directly!" Abel instructed Bartoli, then turned to look at Viscount Dickens and said, "Viscount Dickens, the elite knight brigade of Harvest City is now in where?"
"Count A, these four senior knights around me are the four senior knights of the army. The original commander was the senior knight of Saroyan, but he has left Harvest City, so this army is temporarily managed by these four senior knights. The army was in the barracks in the city!" Viscount Dickens said, introducing the four senior knights beside him to Abel.
"Senior knight of Saroyan, he is the lord of military exploits. He has become a commander in the past two years, but it is a pity that he left, or we can get together!" Abel said with a sigh.
The senior knights of Saroyan were conferred with him and Lord Marshall back then, and they were all conferred by military exploits, so he was more impressed.
"Four knights, it's up to you to manage the army for the time being!" Abel instructed the four senior knights.
The four high-level knights looked at Abel with admiration from the very beginning. They didn't know that the new count was Abel, and no one in the whole harvest city knew that, until now, only a few people know.
When the four senior knights learned about this, their excitement was indescribable, because Abel was the pride of the entire Harvest City. People used to say that it was a place where food was produced when they mentioned the Harvest City. Many would say that it was the hometown of Master Abel.
Hearing Abel's words at this time, he bowed and said in unison, "I would like to serve the count!"
On the other hand, Bartoli's handover was very simple. An official stepped forward and took the books in his hand to introduce the situation, and Bartoli was also looking at the information in his hand with parchment in his hand. If there is a slight error in the official's words, she will glance at the official with a cold eye, and the official will immediately replace the actual number.
The official's report was soon over. Bartoli looked at the account book in front of her with a sullen face and did not make a sound. Everything in Harvest City was not ideal. Now, it depends on the fact that the lost production capacity cannot be worth the deficit.
From all aspects of people's livelihood, there are many problems. It seems that Viscount Dickens is not a management talent, or he just uses strong force to guard here, but force is not equivalent to management ability.
"Everyone, I can let go of what happened in the past, but if you want to come, you can see the strength of my master. As long as you do things well, my master will naturally be rewarded, but if anyone dares to reach out, then no one can save you!" Barto Li raised her head and put the account book back on the table without anger.
The officials in the hall breathed a sigh of relief. The stack of parchments just now was too stressful, and Bartoli's words made them feel like they were resurrected from the dead.
"I'll be here today, and everyone will work hard when they go back!" Bartoli said with a wave of her hand.
The officials bowed and hurried out of the dreadful hall, away from the dreadful housekeeper.
"This Count is too ruthless. As soon as he arrives, he will use Ezard. It seems that everyone should unite in the future, otherwise we will have a difficult time in Harvest City!" Administrator Noyce is all officials The one with the highest status among them, he said as he walked and looked at his colleagues.
The Eastman steward of the armory showed a hint of sarcasm, he glanced at the administrator Noyce and said: "Administrator Noyce, you may not have heard the name of the new earl, his name is Abel! "