Perhaps because he was afraid that his distrust angered this group of soldiers, the young man hurriedly explained: "I don't distrust you, but since you say that you are the prince, there is always something that can prove your identity."

Perhaps it was because these words didn't sound like trusting Cheor Chen and the others, and the young people's voice became quieter and quieter.

"Snapped!"

Pidro pulled out his pistol and fired a shot into the sky. Pidro was also a little angry when they mentioned that they cleared the siege but refused to let in.

"If we have malicious intentions, can you stop it with someone like you?" Pidro shouted loudly.

As soon as he heard the gunshot, the young man shrank his head in fright. When Pedro's call was heard, there was a rustling argument inside, and finally, the gate of the manor was opened.

The young man who was talking to Pedro walked out the gate with a musket and followed a thin high-aged man with a black melon hat.

"My name is Ki Ayan, the steward of the manor." The middle-aged man introduced himself.

"We are mercenaries under the Yanush Laziviu family. This is our head Chechen, and I am the deputy head Pidro." Pidro replied.

At this time, the cavalry who chased and killed the mob who fled around also returned. Kiayan looked at Yelishei, who was wearing a Tsarist Russian armor, and he was a little bit confused about the origin of this group of mercenaries.

"We are indeed the people of the Great Prince. This is the document the Great Prince gave us." Cheer Chen saw Ki Ayan's surprise and took out a document from the briefcase and handed it to him.

Kiyan unfolded the document, which was indeed the emblem of the Laziweu family. Now he was completely relieved.

"Please come in, everyone," Ki Ayan said enthusiastically. The expression is different from just now.

Under the guidance of Ki Ayan, Chechen and others entered the manor.

There are three large houses at the front and back of the Ponievière Manor. The walls of the houses are made of red bricks, the roofs are lined up with neat and smooth planks, and a simple stable is built on one side of the house. Such a manor is already an excellent building in a small place like Ponneville.

"Just mind, what's the matter with the people who besieged you?" Cheechen and Pidro followed Kiayan into the hall, and he asked while looking at the decoration of the hall. The decoration of the hall is very simple. There are paper decorations with six-pointed stars hanging from the beams. The dining table is made of thin wood, covered with a layer of tablecloth, and some woolen cloth is scattered on the wall as decoration. But it pales in comparison to Miss Orina's manor in Birlevich.

"Those slackers, robbers, thieves, and scumbags." When Cheechen asked, Keayan said with hatred: "You know, all the land near the Ponievier Manor belongs to Lazivi. The U family. After the war began, a number of refugees came to Ponivier. Some of them just passed by, but some stayed here. For those who are homeless, we rely on the service of God. Kindness and declaring the benevolence of the Raziwiwu family and His Royal Highness the Prince gave them help and lent them Taylor and food. I admit that the price we gave is higher than in peace, but now it is during the war, all prices Are all rising? But those people are dissatisfied. They had a meal and began to be confused by the devil, forgetting the gratitude, and began to besiege the manor of the prince to **** more property. Fortunately, my son Baty With foresight, I dug trenches and erected walls outside the manor early. This allowed us to block these ungrateful guys. However, the world is getting worse, and the people's hearts are not ancient. More and more mobs have come to take advantage of the chaos. To this day It has gone from a few dozen people to a few hundred people. If you didn't arrive in time, we might not be able to sustain it."

After Kiayan finished speaking, he pointed to the young man beside him: "This is my son, Batty."

Cheerchen nodded and praised: "Your son's marksmanship is very good."

Although this young man named Batty consciously being praised by someone younger than himself is not something to be proud of, he raised his head proudly.

At this time, a servant-like guy rushed in and said to Ki Ayan in a panic: "Sir, you go and have a look. Our cellar is almost emptied for them."

Ki Ayan was startled, he didn't care that He Chechen had already said Pidro apologized, and hurriedly took his son out.

After a while, Kiayan and Batty returned angrily.

"Head Chechen, what is the difference between your people doing this and those mobs?" Batty asked.

"what's going on?"

"The soldiers of your mercenary regiment removed all the wine in the cellar and the sausages in the kitchen. That's fine. They also opened the door of the treasury."

"Uh. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Cheerchen was speechless for a while. He didn't expect that Bonivier actually had wine and sausages, which Uncle Pidro could guess.

"Well, you are wrong to say that. You have also seen the hand of the prince, which clearly stated that it gave our mercenary group the power to expropriate the materials of the Ponivier manor and transported half of it to Vail. Let's go." Pidro saw Chechen's aura a little overwhelmed, and hurried up to support the scene.

"But there are my assets in it too, the prince only allows you to take away from the Laziviu family!" Kiayan distinguished.

"Well, how long have you been in the Beauneville?" Pidro did not answer directly, but asked an irrelevant question.

"Uh, it's been eight years," Kiayan said.

"That's right. As the steward of the manor, the Laziweu family pays you a salary every year, right? Generally, the steward of the Laziweu family manor has a salary of sixty taylors per year, so it is only 480 if it is full. Tyler, we will keep that part for you." Piedro said seemingly generous.

At that time, the remuneration of the stewards and rent collectors who managed the estates and fields for the nobles was very low, and many were even unpaid, but there were still many Jews willing to engage in this industry. The reason is that as long as the nobles are in charge and rent collectors hand in the rent of the manor and the field, the nobles will not take care of the rest. Most stewards and rent collectors took the opportunity to take the peasants and charge a fee much higher than the tenant rent. This is also the reason why stewards and rent collectors are so hated and massacred during the Cossack uprising in Zaporozhye.

"Robber!" Batty scolded angrily at Pidro.

"We are different from the robbers in your mouth, at least we don't want your life?" Pidro joked easily.