My British Empire

  Chapter 338 Dismissal

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  Although the immigrants came from England one by one, the clothes on their bodies were neat and tightly wrapped, and they seemed to be ready for a long time.

   As a member of the immigrants, Leonard is no different from ordinary immigrants. It can't be seen that he was born as a minister, at most he is a small country gentleman.

  He, his wife and children were dressed in ordinary linen, and they didn't wear any jewelry on their hands and necks. They looked extremely ordinary.

   It’s not just them, the rest of the immigrants also look very ordinary. If there is any difference, most of them have rosy faces, and they seem to be pampered.

   There is a reason for this.

  Although they are confused about the future, everyone still knows that the greed of human nature is uncontrollable. Only by restraining yourself can you keep yourself and your family safe.

  As the minister, his resignation not only involved himself, but also involved some petty officials and squires, who were dissatisfied with Protestantism.

   Most of the people were separated from him, and only two or three families were with him. Seeing the figures of these three families, Leonard breathed a sigh of relief.

  With people who can gather together, then in this small town, a small town surrounded by savages will be much safer.

  Holding his young son with his left hand and his wife with his right hand, even though Leonard entered this so-called safe town, he was still not at ease.

   Lowering his head, he softly comforted his restless son, then turned around to comfort his worried wife.

  Although he was a little busy, Leonard's ears were still listening carefully. After all, this was related to their future vitality.

   Hearing such harsh conditions, Leonard's face did not change. Before coming, he had already thought of it.

   "Today I will give you a day off, starting tomorrow, no matter men, women, old or young, all have to get up and do things, don't be lazy!"

  Sir John had his hands behind him, holding a black and scary riding whip in his hand. If he was whipped, it would definitely be painful.

   "I am a majestic knight, how can I do those despicable things like those peasants!"

  This is a man in common clothes with a big belly standing out with a displeased expression. His expression is a little angry, and he even feels a little humiliated.

   "Hehe! Sir, let me tell you, from today onwards, I am the biggest here, even if you were baron sirs before, now you are just a humble and pitiful immigrant without the slightest freedom!"

  When the word "humble" was said, the contempt in Sir John's eyes was clearly visible, and the potbellied Sir couldn't help trembling with anger.

   "You, you..." He stared, staring in disbelief at Sir John who raised his chin with a haughty face, and stuttered for a moment.

   "Crack—" Sir John waved his right hand, and the riding whip in his hand was like a silver snake, heading straight for the Sir. Before he could react, a bloodstain, a long bloodstain, appeared on his face.

   Even, it seemed that the whip was a bit heavy, and the wound was still bleeding.

  The paunchy jazz was thrown to the ground at once, touching the wound on his face with both hands, gasping and howling.

  Because of the shortness of breath, the round and round belly went up and down suddenly, making people want to sit up.

   "Remember, hereafter, I will be what I say, don't question, don't doubt my rights!"

  Sir John's eyes were cold, he put away the blood-stained whip, approached the talking back Sir, turned around again, and said sharply to the group of new immigrants:

   "Remember, although His Majesty the King has sent tax collectors and inspectors here, if it's what I think, it's quite simple to ask you to die!"

   "If one dies, two will be added next month. Don't think too highly of yourself, your lives are cheaper than a sheep.

  This today is just the initial warning. Starting tomorrow, you will not be greeted with a whip, but with death! "

   After saying these words, Sir John stepped on the black horse, led the rest of the militiamen, and left quickly.

   Everyone was stunned by him, and they looked at the fallen knight with pity. Their expressions were tense and their eyes were terrified. The threat of death was too scary.

   Then, an old man with a wrinkled face and a black and white beard came over and stood in front of everyone, holding a pen and a blank paper in his hand. Followed by two strong men, the strong man is carrying a box of things in both hands, which looks very strange.

   While everyone was still intimidated by the remaining power, they didn't say a word about the old man's appearance.

   "Everyone, I am the administrative officer here. If you have any questions or difficulties in the future, you can come to me!"

  The old man looks pleasant and easy to talk to.

   "The one just now is Sir John Perrott who stayed behind here. The whole town is dominated by him. Be careful not to provoke him, or the consequences will be unpredictable!"

  The old man explained softly when he saw that the immigrants were still a little timid.

   "Next, everyone come to me to register first, with the family as the unit!"

   As he spoke, the old man found a rock, sat on it, turned over his notebook, and started to record with a pen in his right hand.

   On the side, two young men opened the box and took out bundles of palm-sized dried wooden strips, with strange patterns engraved on the back.

   Seeing this, Leonard didn't know that this was an immigrant household registration, so he took his wife and children and became the first person to register.

   "Name?" "Leonard Cosland, twenty-five years old."

  The old man wrote his name in the notebook, and then wrote him in the head of the household column.

   "Wife, Anna is twenty-three years old this year, daughter Buina is seven years old this year, and son Desimone is five years old!"

  After recording it, he, like his family, got a wooden board to record their names from the hands of the two young people, with the three words resident certificate written on it.

  Of course, the above also briefly describes the appearance of several of them.

"Next-"

  Hearing this sentence, Leonard immediately reacted and moved out of the way.

  In fact, there are many people, most of them are families, and there are only a few five or six single men who form separate households.

   Seventy-five is carrying his luggage, and now he is standing aside, waiting for the administrator to finish his work.

   After a while, after sorting out, the old administrator continued:

   "Now, take the wooden sign in your hand, go to get your own clothes, and take a serious shower!"

   As he spoke, the old administrator turned around, looked at the crowd and said:

   "Don't tell me that I dare not take a bath. His Majesty the King has called for it for several years. You should all be able to accept it now!"