European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 105
The instigator of the whole incident, Possant, did not feel a little relaxed. The remaining rebel forces are still a headache, but fortunately, all parties have their own ghosts now, and there will be no big disturbances in a short time.

In the bed of the head of the house, Possant looked through the documents on the oak table. He knew that his elder brother used to pile up important official documents in a certain corner on weekdays.

"I found it." Seeing the secret letter of collaborating with the enemy, Possant was very happy. With this decisive evidence, firstly, the crime of the Patriarch can be confirmed, and secondly, it can also prove that the Chamber of Commerce itself was not aware of this matter.

But right now, Possant needs a more important piece of information, the list of private soldiers. Although he doesn't know if it exists, Possant still tries his best not to let go of any details.

The chamber of commerce's daily tax paperwork and the import and export rules for overseas goods were not what Possin urgently needed at this time. He flipped through the file back and forth, hoping that the next piece of leather would show what he wanted.

"Damn it, is it still not there?" Possant sorted out the last pile of copywriting, and there was really nothing he needed.

If all these soldiers were from the wharf to carry the goods, then those who did not go to the warehouse this morning to check were the family soldiers privately recruited by the owner, but there were at least two hundred cooks at the wharf, and there were some omissions.

"Huh? A letter?" Possant noticed a letter in the corner of the desk. It was placed on top of the Bible. Due to the dim light, he didn't see it immediately.

Opening the envelope, it was a letter from Henry to Possant, which contained a detailed plan for attacking the monastery. Possant read it carefully, searching for possible clues.

[Oko and I will attack the monastery from the main entrance and wipe out all the lord’s men. 】

Possant's gaze stayed on the name of the person mentioned in the letter, which was also the only name in the letter, and he could only be used as a breakthrough right now.

Possant had an idea, groped for the seal of the Patriarch from the jewelry box on the table in the dark, and wrote with the help of the dark light.

The night seemed very long to Posang. In fact, there was not much time left for him. After finishing the cursory writing, Posang solemnly stamped the seal of the family owner and carried it out of the house.

The cooks at the wharf usually live in thatched huts near the seaside. The wooden huts built haphazardly have no aesthetic value at all and are at best just a shelter that can barely keep out the wind and rain.

The house does not have any anti-theft measures. In fact, thieves will not patronize here, and they will not be able to take away any valuables.

Possant, who has been wandering around the town all day long, also has a little understanding of this. Based on the previous vague impression, Possang found Aoke's residence.

Passant knew a thing or two about this brave man who had heroically killed three pirates during the voyage, but unexpectedly became his brother's minion, but life forced him to protect himself sometimes.

Without any advance notice, Possant just pushed the door open and walked in, taking advantage of the opportunity to light the torch in hand, and the situation inside the house was immediately clear.

A simple bed, a broken square table, and two wooden stools of different heights, this is all that a warrior has.

The warmth of the torch awakened Oke who was sleeping soundly. He opened his tired eyes and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of him.

"I know you are not in a very good condition right now. I am Xiao Bosang, the second son of the Bosang family. My brother asked me to send a message, saying that the situation is urgent and needs to be dealt with as soon as possible."

Possant knew that he had basically met the civilians in the town before, but unfortunately his status was low, few of them were familiar, and most of them met by chance.

Hearing that it was the patriarch's decree, Aoke naturally didn't dare to be negligent, took over the forged letterhead and browsed it, and Possant also specially held up a torch to provide illumination.

"It's really now? But it's only midnight, why don't we wait until tomorrow morning..." Ao Ke murmured in his heart, wondering what the Patriarch suddenly summoned everyone in the middle of the night to order.

Possant spread his hands and looked helpless, "You also know my brother's temperament, he is one-sided in everything, and easy to get angry, if something doesn't go his way..."

Before Possant could finish speaking, Aoke promised again and again, put on a coir raincoat and went out to gather the remaining family soldiers.

Maybe it was Mengmian's sleepiness that made Aoke relax his vigilance, or maybe his elder brother didn't take himself seriously at all to take strict precautions, Aoke didn't have any doubts about Possang's intentions.

In a quarter of an hour, Aoke gathered all the family soldiers, and Possang shook the torch and roughly lit it. There were 26 people in total, which was similar to the information obtained earlier.

"Your Excellency Passant, except for Henry, I really can't find anyone. The rest are here. What is the reason why the Patriarch called us here so late?"

The forged letter specifically did not explain the follow-up matters. What Possant wanted to do was to find out all the privately funded family soldiers without missing a single one.

It seemed that his elder brother had a strict eye for picking people. Possant looked at these 26 strong men, all of them were strong and reckless men, and their size and physique were superior to ordinary people.

People have already made up their minds, and there are two roads in front of Possang, either to fool around with an emergency battle plan and send everyone away, and wait for the pot to be settled tomorrow morning, or...
"Oko, I recognize you. You are a warrior. You once killed three pirates on a voyage." Posang was not in a hurry, but went about his business.

"Your Excellency Possant praised you so much, let's talk about serious things now."

Now that Bosang is obeying the Patriarch's instructions, it also symbolizes the majesty of the Patriarch, so Aoke naturally dared not make a mistake, so he had to answer in a submissive manner.

"But for such a warrior, there are not many decent decorations in the house. You must have been tired of the days of dried fish and sour wine every day."

"This..." Ao Ke was at a loss for words for a moment, unable to think of what to say. These guys couldn't hide their feelings, and their anxiety and uneasiness were written all over their faces.

Passant saw the expression he wanted on Aoke's face, turned around again, and shouted at everyone, "The owner of the house is just a businessman, he will only exploit and oppress you, and squeeze out the value from you as much as possible." Come on, even though you are private soldiers, you are living a tight life."

There were whispers from the crowd, but no one dared to respond directly, and simply kept their heads buried in silence.

Possant knew that an extreme businessman like his elder brother would naturally hope for the maximum profit in everything, but people are not commodities, they are animals with emotions, and it is undoubtedly a big mistake to blindly use profit maximization as the standard to measure .

A real businessman is to achieve a win-win situation.

"The head of the family is dead, and so is Henry. Your rebellious plot has been exposed." Passant said in astonishment.

"There are two paths in front of you right now. First, continue to resist meaninglessly. Second, join me. You will be guilty and meritorious. I will promise to improve the status of docksiders, and your lives will also be improved. , which is more important, you can weigh it yourself."

Possant just stood in the crowd of people who might be a group of desperadoes, quietly waiting for them to make a choice.

"Sometimes, choice is more important than hard work." Possant now likes to keep this mantra on his lips, and uses it to enlighten others from time to time.

"My humble Oke, I am willing to serve Master Possang."

Aoke, who was closest to him, was the first to express his surrender, and the rest of the cooks also changed their flags without hesitation, and Possang recruited the privately raised family soldiers without bloodshed.

(End of this chapter)