Perhaps for fear that his distrust angered the soldiers, the young man quickly explained, "I don''t distrust you, but since you say you are the great prince, there is always something that can prove your identity."


    Maybe it''s because this doesn''t seem to trust Chechen. The young man''s voice is getting louder and louder.


    "Pa!"


    Pedro pulled out his pistol and shot into the air. Pedro was also angry when they lifted the siege but didn''t even let the door in.


    "If we have evil intentions, can you stop people like you?" cried Pedro.


    On hearing the gunshot, the young man drew back his head in fear. On hearing Pedro''s cry, there was a rustle of argument. At last, the gate of the manor was opened.


    The young man who spoke to Pedro came out of the gate with a musket behind a tall, thin middle-aged man in a black melon skin hat.


    "My name is keayan and I''m the manager of the manor." the middle-aged man introduced himself.


    "We are mercenaries under the yanush raziweu family. This is our head Chechen and I am deputy head Pedro." Pedro replied.


    At this time, the cavalry who chased and killed the scattered mob also returned. Kiajan looked at yelishei in czar Russian style armor and was surprised. He was a little confused about the origin of the mercenaries.


    "We are indeed the people of the great prince. This is the document given to us by the great prince." Che Chen saw Ji Ayan''s surprise and took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to him.


    Kiajan opened the document, which was indeed the clan emblem of the raziweu family. Now he was completely relieved.


    "Please come in, everybody," kiajan said enthusiastically. Look different from just now.


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


    There are three big houses in front of and behind the Bonneville manor. The walls of the house are made of red brick, the roof is lined up with neat and smooth boards, 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 Bonneville.


    "Steward, what happened to those who besieged you?" Chechen and Pedro followed kiajan into the hall. He asked while looking at the decoration of the hall. The decoration of the hall is very simple. There are some paper decorations with hexagonal stars hanging on the beam. The dining table is made of thin wood, covered with a layer of tablecloth, and some wool cloth is hung sporadically on the wall as decoration. But it was dwarfed by Miss OLINA''s manor in bilevitch.


    "Those slackers, robbers, thieves, scumbags." when Chechen asked, Kian said with hatred: "As you know, all the land near the Bonneville manor belongs to the raziweu family. After the war began, some refugees poured into Bonneville. Some of them just passed by, but some stayed here. For those homeless people, we declared the kindness of the raziweu family and his Highness the prince by serving God , I gave them help and lent them Taylor and food. I admit that the price we gave was higher than that in peace, but now it''s war, and all prices are rising, aren''t they? But those people were not satisfied. When they had a meal, they began to be confused by the devil, forgot their gratitude, and began to siege the prince''s manor to rob more property. Thanks to my son buddy''s foresight, he dug trenches and erected walls outside the manor early. This allowed us to block these ungrateful guys. However, the wind is getting worse and the people''s hearts are not ancient. More and more mobs have taken advantage of the chaos. Today, it has changed from dozens to hundreds. If you hadn''t arrived in time, we wouldn''t be able to make it Gone. "


    Kiajan said, pointing to the young man beside him: "this is my son, buddy."


    Che Chen nodded and praised, "your son''s shooting is very good."


    Although the young man named buddy felt that it was not something to be proud of to be praised by someone younger than himself, he raised his head proudly.


    At this time, a servant like guy hurried in and said in panic to kiajan, "steward, go and have a look. Our cellar is almost empty for them."


    Keayan was surprised. He didn''t care that he and Cherchen had said sorry to Pedro and hurried out with his son.


    After a while, kiajan and buddy came back angrily.


    "Captain Chechen, what''s the difference between your people and those mobs?" Patty asked.


    "What happened?"


    "The soldiers of your mercenary regiment took out all the wine in the cellar and the sausage in the kitchen. That''s OK. They also opened the door of the Treasury."


    "Er." Chechen was speechless for a moment. He didn''t expect that Bonneville really had wine and sausage, which could be guessed by Uncle Pedro.


    "Steward, you''re wrong to say that. You also saw the prince''s warrant, which clearly gave our mercenary regiment the power to collect the materials of Bonneville manor and transport half of them to Werner." Pedro saw that Cherchen''s momentum was somewhat overwhelmed and hurried to support the scene.


    "But there is also my wealth in it. The great prince only allows you to take the family of raziwiu!" kiajan said.


    "Steward, how long have you been at Bonneville estate?" Pedro didn''t answer positively, but asked an irrelevant question.


    "Well, eight years," kiajan said.


    "That''s right. As the steward of the manor, the raziweu family pays you a salary every year, right? Generally, the steward of the raziweu family manor has 60 Taylor''s salary every year, so it''s only 480 Taylor out of the box. We''ll keep that part for you." Pedro seemed generous.


    At that time, the remuneration of the stewards and rent collectors who managed manors and fields for the nobility was very low, many even unpaid, but many Jews were still willing to engage in this industry. The reason is that as long as the nobles and the rent collectors pay the tenancy of the manor and land, the rest will not be managed by the nobles. Most of the stewards and rent collectors took the opportunity to extort from the farmers and charge much higher fees than the tenancy. This is why the steward and rent collector were so hated and slaughtered in the zaporoze Cossack uprising.


    "Robber!" Patty scolded Pedro angrily.


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