Henry was in a bad mood, and Hubble and Baker were somewhat uneasy, so after the three of them left the governor's residence, they were too lazy to even go back home, so they just found a tavern, told the owner to close the door, and started drinking together.

Henry was understandably disappointed, so he drank the most and the fastest. Seeing him like this, Hubble quickly advised him, "Henry, don't be like this. What Woolleglin said may not count. Go to Lovington, and Governor George will definitely help you."

"That's right." Baker curled his lips quietly. Henry was unhappy, and he was not much better off. Not only did he exchange a good job for a half-baked tribune, but Henry might get the position of tribune back when he went to Rovington. When Henry was happy, he would definitely not be able to drive Gulu away. It would be Baker's turn to go to Rovington to beg for mercy, and it might not work. The water in Woolley was deep, so how could the water in Gulu be any deeper? "Woolley Glindo is a stinky boy with a lot of bad intentions, hum." Henry tilted his head back and drank another glass of wine. "I must let Archon George make the decision for me. If it's not him, if it's not..."

Henry did not dare to finish his words after saying it twice, but Hubble and Baker understood. If George had not hinted at him, Henry would not have stood against Woolley so quickly. He might even have made friends with the young consul. It was said that those who followed Woolley had gained a lot of benefits.

"Is regret useful?" Hubble frowned and asked. After a pause, he continued, "The rules of Assyria are there. If you want to play something, you must play within the rules. Wulaglin is a bad guy, but he has a good plan. We didn't find fault with his every move. I really underestimated him before. This kid is very capable."

"That's right. It is said that more than 60 bandit cavalrymen were killed in just two encounters. Think about it, none of these people under his command are easy to deal with. Whether they are warriors or scholars, none of them can be fooled."

Hubble and Henry had to admit Baker's words even if they were reluctant, because it was the truth.

After drinking two more cups, Hubble remembered something and asked the two, "When we walked into the yard just now, there was an old man walking out. Judging from his clothes, he was obviously a noble, but he looked unfamiliar. Does anyone have any impression of him? Who is he?"

Baker shook his head quickly. Although he saw him, he didn't recognize him. Henry hesitated for a while and said, "I'm sure this old man is not from the town. However, since he was in and out of the official residence and he looked very arrogant, I'm afraid he has something to do with Wu Lai."

It's no wonder that Henry guessed correctly. The old man Hubble mentioned was none other than Siban Oak, who of course was related to Wu Lai.

At this moment, Siban Oak was also drinking. If Hubble and the other two could see his drinking companion, they would be shocked, because the person drinking and chatting happily with Siban Oak was actually Sean.

"This small courtyard was bought for me by Master Wu Lai. I just moved in today, so you are the first guest of my house." Siban Oak said with a smile as he poured wine into Sean's empty glass.

"It's my pleasure," Sean said with a smile.

"This is a small gift that Master Wu Lai asked me to give to you." Siban Oak stood up and took out a leather bag from the closet. It can be seen that although the bag is not big, it is not light in weight.

After taking the bag, Sean opened it and was stunned at a glance. The bag was actually full of gold coins.

My God, such a big bag, how many gold coins does it have, a thousand? Sean thought, if it weren't for Sibanok watching, he would not mind pouring out all the gold coins in the bag and counting them. Qianli became an official just for money, counting money and listening to the sound of money is one of Sean's great pleasures in life.

"Master Wu Lai said that these 1,200 gold coins are a gift for meeting each other." Siban Ok sat down with a smile, "Master Wu Lai said that from now on, we are all family members. Only by taking care of each other can we all be happy."

"Of course. Well... I won't be polite. Please thank Governor Wu Lei for me and tell him that I know what to do and I won't let him down." Sean said happily. Although the deputy general of the South District has a lot of money, after entertaining guests and the expenses of the whole family, there is not much money left after a year. These 1,200 gold coins are a huge gift.

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth." Sibanok stroked his beard with a smile, "Salt Marsh Town is a place of trouble. Although Master Wu Lai is young, he also has great ambitions. No one can predict what will happen in the future, but it's always a good idea to make more friends and interact with them more."

Sean nodded, picked up the wine flask and poured a glass for Sibanok: "General Wulai is so generous and his fighting skills are superb. Just for this, I, Sean, am willing to follow him."

Sibanok smiled and nodded. It was understandable that Sean had this attitude.

After they drank another cup, Sean laughed and asked, "Mr. Siban, there is one thing that puzzles me. How did you get my soldiers to voluntarily sign and admit that they participated in the mutiny?"

Xiban smiled and shook his head. "Although I did it, the idea was yours. Actually, your soldiers didn't know that signing meant they admitted to participating in the mutiny. They were signing to receive the reward money, which was issued in your name, five silver coins per person. Not to mention, your soldiers became wild when they heard about the money, and almost pushed an old man like me over."

Sean suddenly realized: "I thought these guys were so brave that they dared to admit to something life-threatening."

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The next morning, Sean returned to Rovington with his hundred men. Upon hearing the news, Hubble and Baker naturally went to see him off. Henry had already harnessed his carriage to go to Rovington to "seek justice". He wanted to go over and talk to Sean and resolve yesterday's misunderstanding, but Sean started swearing before he could get close. The result was a disappointment, so he simply gave up the idea of ​​going with Sean.

After watching Sean and his party go away, Hubble retracted his gaze and patted Baker on the shoulder with a smile: "Baker Tribune, why don't you put on your armor?"

"Mr. Hubbard, stop blaming me. The townspeople have been at the canal protection site for a while. Why haven't you gone to give a speech yet?" Baker asked with a pout.

Hubble was startled, then smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Baker, no one can predict what the result of Henry's trip to Longvington will be. We should be careful and vigilant. Our Lord Woolley is not an ordinary man. I have a feeling that if he is put in the position of Governor George, he will definitely be able to do it. This is what I really think. I am not afraid to tell you that I am scared by this thought."

Baker was stunned and thought to himself that we really have a tacit understanding and can think of the same thing.

"Let's go." Hubble swung his sleeves. "I'll go give a speech, and you go on patrol. Just be patient and wait for news. Tours will be back soon anyway. He's more confident than the two of us. Maybe he can withstand Wuleglindo's attack."

Baker nodded, but in his heart he was very skeptical about what Hubble said, because he knew very well what kind of person Tours was. Apart from being sarcastic, mean, arrogant and having his cousin Job backing him up, he had a few small tricks at best. It was too difficult for him to be on equal footing with Woolley.

After gathering dozens of militia soldiers who looked neither like soldiers nor civilians, Baker began to stroll around the town slowly on horseback, as Henry often did before.

Because the "Clean Street Operation" is still playing its due role, the patrol is just a formality. Now there is not even a quarrel in the street in Yanhuan Town, so there is really no difference whether there is a patrol of the militia or not.

After a day's work, Baker was exhausted. Just when he was thinking about going back to take a bath and have a few drinks to relieve his fatigue, Lauren came to him anxiously and said that Wu Lai asked him to go to the residence immediately. He was waiting for him in the office and said that he had something to discuss.

Baker smiled bitterly and shook his head, then shook the reins and rode his horse slowly towards the official residence, while Lauren followed on foot.

"Lauren, how does Lord Wu Lai feel today?" Baker asked casually.

"He's fine. He was very busy today. I met more than ten townspeople. But he was in good spirits and was still able to talk and laugh after a busy day." Lauren replied.

"He is young after all. By the way, do you know why Lord Wu Lai came to see me?" Baker asked tentatively.

Lauren quickly shook her head: "Master Baker, how could I know this? Master Wu Lai only asked me to come to you and didn't tell me anything else, let alone why."

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"Okay, got it." Baker nodded, hoping it wasn't a bad thing.

"Didn't I ask you to notify the tribune Harper?" Baker asked again.

Lauren shook her head again.

He only called me, could it be a private matter? Baker wondered.

The ground of Salt Marsh Town is naturally not very wide, so even though Baker walked slowly, he arrived there in a short while.

After getting off the horse and entering the yard, Baker calmed himself down as he walked. After making sure he was completely relaxed, he forced a smile and gently knocked on the door of Woolley's office.

Wu Lai's voice came from inside the door: "Come in."

The moment he pushed the door open, Baker was startled and almost stepped back out, because as soon as he entered the room, he saw clearly that Wu Lai was looking at him angrily with a stern face.

What's going on? Baker was so frightened that he couldn't help but mutter to himself, but he still had to smile and nod. There was nothing he could do about it, because Wu Lai was the most murderous governor in the history of Salt Marsh.

"Lord Wu Lai, do you have something to talk to me about?" Baker asked nervously, his heart beating wildly.

"Pa!" Wu Lai slapped the desk, pointed at Baker, and asked, "Baker, tell me! Why did you cook the books?!"

"Fake accounts?! What fake accounts?" Baker asked, but his heart skipped a beat and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

"What do you mean by fake accounts? Don't you know?" Wu Lai casually grabbed a ledger on the table and threw it at Baker. The anger in his voice was hard to conceal. "Baker! Take a look at the ledger yourself. The places I marked are all problematic. You are quite capable. You made almost 600 gold coins in the year before last alone, right?! Do you deserve the trust of the people of Salt Marsh Town and the trust of the Lovington Noble Council in you by doing this? Did the Noble Council entrust you with such an important task so that you could embezzle and misappropriate the money?!"

Baker was speechless. Woolley's series of questions left him speechless. However, every financial officer at any level has his own tricks, especially a financial officer at the lowest level like himself. Not only is the source of funds scarce, but the little money he gets is hard to come by. Apart from spending some for himself, he also has to deal with the demands from all levels. Deficits are the norm, and he cannot cope with the situation without making do with money.

"Lord Wu Lai, please listen to my explanation." Baker casually glanced at the marks in the account book and was sure that Wu Lai was not deceiving him, but really had something on him, so he hurriedly said.

"Explain? What's there to explain?" Wu Lai frowned and cursed, "I only know that in recent years, there has been a big borer named Baker in Salt Marsh Town! Do you know that? What I despise and can't stand the most is people like you, who spend all their time trying to make money and take bribes. Baker, you are a scum!"

Baker's face was red with embarrassment. If it was George who was standing in front of him and gesticulating and cursing, it would be fine. After all, he was of high rank, and his age and prestige were important. But how old was Woolley? How many days had he been the governor? "Lord Woolley, everything has a reason. In fact, this money..." Baker thought to himself, I'd better not confront him first, so as not to be as unlucky as Henry. I can smile and say some soft words, maybe there will be a turnaround.

"I don't want to hear your nonsense!" Wu Lai raised his voice impatiently, "I just want to ask you one question! Do you still want to work in Salt Marsh Town? If you don't want to work here, just say so right now! I'll find someone to replace you right away!"

Baker was startled, then he understood - if he didn't answer well, or didn't do it after answering, he would be like Henry and be masturbated...