November 10th.
Hydra Palace, the Palace of the Sages.
This is a huge building with extremely solemn style and serious hall.
Every corridor, every hall, and the main hall are hung with huge portraits of figures. They are all major figures in the history of the Delun Empire.
The portraits of loyal ministers and powerful generals, romantic figures, and even every generation of emperors have been carefully preserved here.
Especially in the core main hall, six giant portrait paintings nearly a hundred feet tall stand tall. In the portrait, six ancient armored and tough and serious emperors of the Delun Empire, who were like living people, looked down at the hall with dark gray eyes.
Over the past few hundred years, only these six ancestors of the Delun Empire made great achievements, and then the later emperors displayed their portraits in this main hall.
It was dim outside, but the hall was brightly lit.
On the middle line of the main hall of the Sage Hall, a red carpet of gorilla was spread from the gate to the end of the hall, directly to the throne directly under the portrait of the founding emperor of the Delun Empire.
Twelve old men wearing large black dresses, ribbons and various medals hanging on their chests, huge antique-grade gem rings on their fingers, waved their hands to the jewelry spirit, showing the rich atmosphere quietly, standing in the middle of the hall in a row, looking at Qiao slowly walking in with expressionless expression.
The gate of the Xianxian Palace was closed heavily behind Qiao.
Merlin brought Joe here, and then he stayed outside the door. What was going to happen next was how Joe cut his flesh from these Super Junkers in Ruhr City.
This is a very private matter. Merlin, as well as other court officials in the Hydra Palace, and even members of the royal family, will not rashly interfere in this kind of private activities between nobles and nobles.
Of course, the meeting place was placed in the Palace of the Sages. I believe that these representatives of the Super Junker family also understood the attitude of the royal family - to witness Joe with the sages of the Empire.
"The weather is good, gentlemen." Qiao walked slowly to the twelve old men lined up in a row: "I heard that you have brought the sincerity of the family behind you?"
Standing in the middle, the old man with a Bergman family emblem on the neckline, with a gloomy face, took out a document from his pocket and handed it to Joe with a expressionless face: "We bring our sincerity... Look, if you are satisfied, then sign the official document we have formulated, and the wealth on it is yours."
Qiao took the official document and said that it was just a thin piece of ordinary office paper. It was a little more than one foot long, about three-quarters wide, and it was written in dark gray floral characters on it.
An ancient castle manor in the Ruer City area covers an area of ​​about 300 acres.
A red wine manor in the Ruer City area has about one thousand acres of grape fields.
A coal washing factory in the Ruhr City area produces about tens of millions of tons per year.
These are the three most important things.
The castle manor, together with all the antique belongings inside, including hundreds of servants and maids, was transferred together with 300 acres of land, with a total value of about five million gold marks.
The wine estate, its own land, is accompanied by a well-known red wine workshop, two underground red wine warehouses, and those of good quality, with a market value of about 1,000 acres of old grape vines, with a market value of about 3 million gold marks. The red wine brewed every year can produce about 1 million gold marks of net profit.
In terms of annual profit output and total capital ratio, this wine estate is a good and excellent asset. For many families in Medland, having such a wine estate will make you have no worries about food and drink for the rest of your life, and you can live a very comfortable and prosperous life.
As for the coal washing factory, it only selects the crude coal transported, classifies the crude coal blocks, removes impurities, etc., which belongs to the lowest-level raw material rough processing industry.
The processing of incoming materials in the coal washing factory is choked by the upstream coal mines, and its product sales are greatly affected by downstream coal users. Once the coal mine stops supplying coal, coal users will not purchase selected pieces of coal from you. This coal washing factory with an annual output of more than 10 million tons and a gross profit of about two or three million gold marks will immediately face a desperate situation.
So, this is a piece of 'big fat' that looks very good!
As for the other dozen items... uh, it's just some pure-blooded war horses, a few antique carriages with great historical value, a few antique pocket watches, and a few good villas, apartments and other real estate in the provinces around the Ruhr City area.
That's all.
Qiao shook the thin piece of paper on his hand and looked at the twelve old men standing in front of him: "Where are you sending the beggar?"
The representative of the Bergman family, the old man with a sinister look, snorted coldly: "Joe Rong Weitu... You have not suffered any substantial harm, aren't you? Are these compensations not enough? Don't be greedy in life!"
Qiao sighed heavily, then shook her head vigorously: "You don't know how much economic and psychological damage you have caused to me... You framed me and framed me. I was in despair. Do you know how much I paid to wash away my crimes?"
"Not to mention, when you were willing to break into No. 158 Qingsong Street and framed me unscrupulously, your people killed and injured so many of my brave and loyal subordinates."
"Hundreds of people died and injured in my subordinates. Even their pensions are not enough for you."
Qiao had a gloomy face, threw the thin official document in his hand off the ground, then spitted on it, and stepped on it hard. He turned his foot hard, and the thick thick-printed boots ground the paper to pieces, and the spit on the brand new red carpet.
In the wall of the main hall of the Xianxian Hall, through the exquisitely designed observation port, Mata XIII and Sally, who held their breath to observe the movements in the hall, twitched at the same time.
Damn little bastard... The Delun Empire has been founded for hundreds of years. This is the first time that anyone dares to spit in the main hall of the Patriarchal Hall!
Salian clenched his fist hard, and he suddenly felt a little itchy.
Bergman looked at the piece of paper that was trampled to pieces and said nothing.
He took out another document from his pocket and handed it to Joe with a blank expression... Seeing that Joe had taken the document that had "two papers" this time, Bergman said slowly: "This time, you should be satisfied, right?"
Qiao flipped through two pieces of paper and read it quickly.
Yes, this time it was a little interesting. The industries recorded on two thin sheets of paper, the total assets and annual income were about three times that of the previous thin paper head.
Qiao whistled, lowered his head slightly, stared at the twelve old men in front of him one by one and looked over.
Then he shook his head, patted his hands and slapped the two pieces of paper into pieces: "If Mr. Merlin hadn't told me that you were the representatives of the twelve families of richest and powerful deacons in Ruhr City, I would have thought you were from some countryside."
"Where are you sending beggars?" Qiao waved his hands, and pieces of paper were spilled all over the sky: "Where are you sending beggars? Haha, it seems that you have no sincerity to solve the problem, so..."
Shrugging his shoulders, Joe turned around and left.
The twelve old men's faces twitched at the same time. An old man standing on the edge shook his body. He brought up a breeze and quickly blocked Joe's face. He reached out and pressed him towards Joe's stomach: "Joe Rong Weitu, you'd better have to be with us..."
The old man made a light move, just trying to block Qiao.
His palm, as soon as he touched Qiao's clothes, heard a muffled sound. Qiao's clothes were shattered, revealing a large piece of white flesh. Qiao's "a roar" and fell to the ground with a heavy "bang".
He was extremely heavy, and he pressed his forcefully to the ground, and the entire Xianxian Hall swayed slightly with a loud noise... On the ground, the originally complete red razor carpet was smashed into a human-shaped hole, and Qiao's entire body was deeply trapped in the granite stone bricks of water.
"Help... kill someone to silence me!" Hongguang's face was full of energy, and Qiao, who was full of energy, shouted loudly: "Help, they want to kill me, they... want..."
Qiao coughed heavily, then reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, and found that there were only a few saliva on his palm, and there was no other color.
Qiao's face turned dark, he raised his right hand and slapped him hard on the chest.
‘Bang’!
With the loud noise, Xianxian Palace trembled again, and a large piece of floor tiles under Qiao's body shattered, and a spider-web-like crack extended nearly a hundred feet away to the distance.
Qiao opened his mouth and sprayed his old blood more than three feet high.
His head was gently swung from left to right, and the blood was very symmetrical, and a graceful arc was thrown on him.
The red blood flowed down the white flesh, and the red and white contrast was extremely clear, full of a shrill and miserable beauty.
The old man who took action to block Qiao looked at Qiao who was vomiting blood in amazement.
He just, he just pushed Qiao gently!
He swore that he dared to use the souls of his family's ancestors to swear [www.biqugexx.info]. The strength he just used could probably kill three or five fat flies, but that's all. The strength he used could not even kill a slightly stronger mouse, let alone, Joe, who was seven feet tall and several inches and weighed hundreds of pounds!
With a "boom", the door of the Xianxian Hall was pushed open heavily, and Meilin rushed in with a large group of palace knights.
"Sir, what do you want to do?" Merlin roared with a stern voice: "In the holy and majestic Hedra Palace, in front of the statues of the previous emperors of all ages, are you... you... so crazy?"
Meilin had a gloomy face and waved his right hand and ordered the twelve old men to be arrested on the spot.
The old man from the Bergman family sighed and said slowly: "His Excellency Merlin, let's continue the negotiation... Well, Joe Rong Weitu, now, let's have a formal, good, serious, talk."
"This time, we promise that we will show our true sincerity...and please... show your sincerity!"
Qiao sneered, rolled her eyes, and her body twitched violently.
Chapter completed!