Chapter 327 Which Side Are You From?

Since it's a negotiation, it's natural to have some vulgar but really effective tactics like showing off your power.

This was not a spontaneous action by these knights, nor was it a private order from the traditional nobles. Ronald and the others knew about this move and acquiesced to it. Fundamentally speaking, the aristocratic negotiating team actually looked down upon the Gray Army. Moreover, no matter what, if you can suppress the opponent's momentum, it will be of great benefit to the subsequent negotiations.

But now the expected panic did not happen. Instead, the cavalry on their side kicked the iron plate and couldn't get in. It was even more impossible to go back and tell them. Although the nobles all opened the curtains and saw this scene, they naturally could not just show weakness and walk away. For a time, an embarrassing situation fell in front of the tavern.

at this time,

"Why are you pulling me... Hi, everyone... it's okay, don't pull me..."

The people on Tang En's side looked sideways and saw Phillip leaning half of his body out of the carriage from behind, resisting the pull from inside and waving hello to this side.

The tense and stalemate atmosphere suddenly relaxed. The cavalry looked at each other and stepped back at the same time.

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

"Haha, long time no see. Come on, come on, everyone, I'm optimistic about you..." Phillip took two quick steps and walked to the door of the pub. He didn't care how many people he knew here, and heartlessly shook hands and hugged them one by one. .

Later, Simpson and Ronald's eyes twitched a few times, but since the embarrassing situation no longer existed, there was no easy stalemate for them, so they both got out of the car.

As if the previous show of force had not happened, everyone greeted him with normal expressions. Although the atmosphere was not lively, at least the scene was not too ugly.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Josiah made a gesture to invite him in, and then walked into the tavern head-on.

"Come in, come in, everyone, don't be polite..." Philip stood at the door to greet him enthusiastically, which made Diff who was receiving him a little stunned. Who is this guy? Also, where is he from...

The nobles were already numb to this and walked in expressionlessly. But just after entering the tavern, the problem came again...

"What a shitty place...are you kidding me, this is the negotiating table?"

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

"Are you sure you know what negotiation is?"

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Angry questions continued to come out one after another. Some of them were provocations from the traditional nobles, and some were really annoyed.

After the tavern was cleared out, only two long tables joined together remained in the lobby, and the conditions were appallingly poor. The key is that this table can only seat seven people, and this time the noble negotiation team has at least twenty or thirty people, which is naturally not enough.

Bang bang! Josiah clapped his palms twice and said calmly when the scene calmed down: "No matter how good the environment is, it has nothing to do with negotiations, and there are seven people, which is enough to start a negotiation. As for the extra people..." Pointing to the wooden benches piled up in the corner, he said, "There are benches there. You can choose to move them to sit outside and watch, or stand. Please help yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and sat down directly, lowering his head to read the negotiation conditions in front of him.

Bang, Simpson strode forward and slapped the table. The tea cup shook and he roared angrily: "That's too much! You guys clearly don't pay attention to negotiation. I don't think there is any need to negotiate... Damn it, this filthy thing Table." After taking the photo, Simpson immediately regretted it and took out a white silk scarf and kept wiping his palms.

"Sir Simpson?" Tang En held his chin with one hand and suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Huh?" Simpson was slightly stunned.

"If I remember correctly, this negotiation seems to have nothing to do with you. Well, congratulations, you don't have to sit at this so-called dirty table."

Simpson opened his mouth, his face full of shock. If the name is known, it may be because there was too much noise before and it was accidentally leaked. But even the factions and the inside story of the negotiations were clearly known to the other party, which left him a bit stunned.

"I'm sorry, our gray army is not as rich as you, although I think every gold coin of yours is stained with blood. We don't talk about pomp and circumstance. The negotiation table is here now. If you want to negotiate, you can sit down. We who don't want to Don’t force me, just go back to your own homes and find your own mother.”

"You..." These words were undoubtedly arrogant. Simpson's face turned red and he was so angry that he was about to roar again.

"Hey, what are you doing standing here, doing..." Philip, who came in last from the door, saw the crowds of people in front of him, and once again showed his master's style and greeted everyone.

Of course, not many people would listen to Phillip's unreliable words. Finally, Ronald, who had been silent before, said: "The matter is over, let's negotiate first."

Since the noble negotiation team can come here this time, it is naturally led by the new nobles. Simpson and the others are only responsible for supervising the negotiations. Now that Ronald has spoken, he has made a temporary conclusion. No matter what, the turmoil caused by the negotiation environment and limited seats was over. Then the nobles discussed who was qualified to sit.

First of all, as an older person and the leader of this new aristocratic crowd, Ronald naturally has a place. As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards Josiah, the center of the long table without hesitation. But in an instant, someone sat on it first.

Ronald looked at this person and twitched his eyebrows: "Phillip, you..." Halfway through his words, he couldn't continue.

Yes, it was Philip who grabbed the position. After he sat down, he changed from his usual casual image. His sitting posture was very standard, and he looked like a soldier waiting for a review. But those eyes were a little wandering, one moment they were on the opposite person, Josiah, and the next moment they were quickly moved away.

"Do you have 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 Lun. In terms of status in the new aristocracy, I am also higher than you. Sitting here Is there a problem with this?”

Ronald was speechless, trying not to faint from the sudden surge of anger. There is no doubt that he was the leader of this negotiation, and he was the one who made the final decision. But what Phillip said was not wrong. Regardless of his identity or status, Phillip, who had always been unreliable, really suppressed him.

His chest rose and fell several times. Finally, Ronald let out a long breath, put the overall situation first, and sat heavily on Phillip's left hand side.

On the opposite side, except for Tang En and Joshua, Enoch and the others were a little confused. Is this... internal strife?

Of course, Tang En would not think so. Seeing this, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up. There was no doubt that this guy was going to take the blame today.

Alex, who was behind the crowd, was also surprised. He looked at Philip, then at the ordinary woman opposite who had a pretty face at best, and opened his mouth. What's going on, why did he fall in love so quickly? And the taste is still so unique... Could this guy have fallen in love with all the women in the Gray Army?

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It has to be said that this negotiation now looks more like a farce due to Philip's intrusion and many accidents.

But no matter what, this is the first formal contact after all, and the negotiations must continue.

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

When the negotiation begins, it is natural to introduce each other. Of course, Tang En's names were all false. As for the opposite side, except for the recorder on the far right, there are all other noble titles, including marquis and earl. Phillip didn't sign up, he looked dumbfounded. Of course, no one will 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 others all focused on Josiah. They didn't see the disguise, but they at least confirmed that the other person was female and very young.

This was not meant to be looked down upon. After all, although they had not seen the previous magic attack, they could still feel that it was difficult to deal with from Joshua's few but concise and powerful words. Moreover, when they reported the title of great noble before, they did not intend to put pressure on the other party, but now it seems that it has no effect at all. What made them even more surprised was that the other party seemed to have a vaguely familiar smell... Well, it felt like a noble.

While Ronald was sizing things up, Josiah and the others did not do so. They had received intelligence in advance and knew who was the main force in this negotiation. As for Philip who suddenly appeared, well, just ignore it...

The superficial meaning of this negotiation is that the two parties have reached a settlement, and Bran is willing to pay some price for this, so that the gray army will not invade the rear city and disrupt the frontline deployment. On a deeper level, the new nobles want to seek cooperation with the Gray Army, and both sides get what they need. Of course, the latter cannot be put on the table. To sum up, the Gray Army has the right to set a price.

Josiah was not polite, and after a little testing, the two sides began to put forward their demands one by one. The scene suddenly became lively,

"What, return the land to the civilians? That is our land. They use our seeds and our farm tools. In the end, our land becomes theirs? Are you kidding..."

"Sir Simpson, I don't have time to joke with you. The nobles already have enough land, but they are still plundered by various means. What we want is the plundered land. And facts have long proved that if the common people are allowed to own their own Land, enthusiasm will be higher, and crop yields will also increase... In this way, the empire will become stronger and stronger, which is a win-win result!"

"It's a win-win situation. You can't touch the nobles' things. Ronald, if you dare to agree to this condition, I guarantee you will die in an ugly way!"

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"Let civilian children enter the academy? Haha, it's really ridiculous. They only need to farm. What are they doing learning those things?"

"The teachings of the God of Light say that God's love for all people is equal. If this is the case, then why can't civilians enter the academy? Similarly, this is also an export of talents for the empire. Haha, only short-sighted people like you can do it. It would be ridiculous!”

"You, you, you...you are presumptuous!"

"Hey, Sir Simpson, don't be impulsive. We are all civilized people, so don't say harsh words. Besides, listen carefully, there is some truth to what they say."

"Philip! Whose side are you on? I'm warning you..."

"You warned me? Haha, everyone, listen, he dared to warn me! Just give me a damn warning..."

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The purpose of the Gray Army is to enhance the status and interests of civilians, which will inevitably touch the interests of the nobility. So this kind of fierce collision scene is the inevitable result.

Simpson came with the intention of sabotaging the negotiations, and became even more furious when he heard these conditions. At the end of the negotiation, it was almost a dispute between him and the traditional nobles and Josiah. Only then did he realize how powerful this ordinary-looking woman was. The words are sharp and logical, and almost every sentence hits the point, making people want to be choked to death by the breath lifted from their chests.

Tang En did not speak, because having Josiah was enough and the effect was obvious. The tea that Simpson dismissed at first was now replenished again and again, and he drank it down almost every time it was refilled. If it weren't for the support of other traditional nobles behind him, he would have been stupidly nailed to the bench by the words here.

Ronald rarely spoke, let alone argued. He just told the recording officer to write down the conditions, and then sat there in silence. Only when he heard Josiah say that civilians should participate in political power did his almost closed old eyes shine a little.

He didn't express his position, except for making jokes, a bit like Philip who was trying to be biased. Naturally, it was not easy for the new aristocrats here to make trouble. By the end, the focus of the negotiation has shifted from the negotiating table to the debate between the table and the table.

Make conditions, quarrel, make conditions, quarrel...

The negotiations began to turn more and more into street brawls, and the participants became red-faced and almost resorted to violence. Onlookers watched it with gusto and very indifferently.

To be honest, it is impossible to achieve any results in the first negotiation. What is more important is the battle of momentum. Now it seems that at least this scene is impressive enough. Endless quarrels lasted almost throughout the morning's negotiations...

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(ps: two things.)

1. Civet Cat bows to wish all book friends a happy National Day. If you can go home for reunion, please do your best to go home. Tanuki now understands that the happiness of his family is more important than anything else.

2. From the 3rd to the 6th, the civet cat has to go out for something, so he should be able to update the 6,000-word update normally. If not, please forgive me, book friends, I will make up for it and break out when I come back! ~(To be continued.)