Mark Wheeler and his companions were held separately.
Everyone gets a single room with no bed, but there are chains to hang up to sleep on, and there are no chairs, but there is a tiger bench to enjoy. In addition, there are dedicated people to provide them with special services.
Mark Wheelers are also very generous.
The checks they carry alone amount to 2 million gold louis. Without the cooperation of the bank, they would not be able to convert their wealth into bank checks anyway. They don't know how greedy those bankers are to be able to cross the battlefield.
, provide banking services to these people and treat them as their best customers.
Following suit, Sean arrested all the bank representatives who claimed to be conducting legitimate business, and seized as much as 8 million in stolen money.
These banks are all the most influential banks in the empire, and their shareholders are all guests of the imperial cabinet ministers. But they are making money from the national crisis. They not only make money from the empire, but also money from the rebels. They are not interested in profits.
Infinite pursuit allows them to dare to break through any limit, because they consider themselves to be the creditors of the empire.
As for the future of these bank representatives, Sean doesn't care. It is conceivable that those bankers will pay a certain price for this and continue to exist.
These 2 million are just what Mark Wheeler and his like can carry around. Not to mention real estate, they also hide a large amount of wealth in every corner of the city. After being whipped, all this wealth is spat out, and only precious metals are left.
Sean filled 20 carriages with jewelry and jewelry, and they were all transported to the temporary residence of the crown prince.
And Mark Wheeler is just one of the more famous brokers, and there are many similar gangs.
The crown prince was very satisfied with Sean's performance. This huge wealth totaling 20 million gold louis made him look at him with suspicion, but he was even more heartbroken.
In good years, a wealthy agricultural province could only receive half of its taxes.
The empire's finances were in dire straits, but the people were very wealthy, but the main subjects of taxation were civilians and the poor.
As for whether Xiao Xiao enriched his own money, the crown prince did not care, even though many people had complained about Xiao Xiao in front of him in the past few days.
"Is there any news about the professor's whereabouts?" the crown prince asked.
This is actually the reason why Sean is willing to accept such a lucrative but very offending job.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I arrested many people, including many high-ranking rebels, but I still didn't get any useful clues. This professor suddenly disappeared on the day the city was breached," Sean said.
"This is a cunning guy." The crown prince nodded, unwilling to do so.
"Yes. I suspect that what this person showed to others before was not his true identity. You know, some people are good at this. I noticed a detail. In order to survive, a prisoner admitted that he was a senior member of the True God Party in Saint Nuve.
One of the members, he also wrote a letter inviting the professor to join the rebels, but this person soon lost power in the internal fighting. He said that the professor had black hair, while other people who had met the professor said in unison that the professor had chestnut hair.
"
"You mean, he changed his appearance, even his appearance?" the crown prince asked, "This is very possible."
"This is just my guess. I believe that the professor is still hiding somewhere in the city, walking in the city in some public image. With the size of Daguerre and the cunning of the professor, it will be difficult for us to find him
." Sean said, "Daguerre is from Guineapolis.
The capital is also one of the largest cities in the Longjiang River Basin. In addition to local residents, there are many outsiders in the city. The number of these outsiders is as high as 30,000. They are not allowed to be trapped in the city because of the rebels. Just screening these people is not enough.
An easy thing.”
"Viscount, Daguerre needs to restore order as soon as possible, and Guineapolis also needs to restore peace." The Crown Prince emphasized his tone, "Do you understand what I mean?"
Sean was a little disappointed, but he had expected it.
From different angles, Sean has no interest in the peace and order of Guineapolis or Sanuve, or even the entire Longjiang River Basin. Perhaps those bankers have exerted great pressure, and there are local privileged people who are afraid of Xiao
Eun pulls the radish and brings up the soil.
"Understood!" Sean nodded. The crown prince then said:
"You will give me a list tomorrow. Those who deserve to be executed will be executed, and those who deserve to be subjected to hard labor will be served. The prisons of the empire do not support idlers."
"yes!"
Now that the crown prince has set the tone and decided to cut the trouble quickly, Sean agreed simply and even had the intention of quitting. He was eager to return to Genoa, maybe that was his homeland.
But the feast has just begun.
All kinds of people poured into the city, including nobles who had returned to the city after hearing the news, officials from the former governor's palace and municipal officials, leaders of local militia groups, and representatives of various financial groups and bankers.
The war destroyed the original power system and also overturned the original wealth system. Many nobles, businessmen and landowners either died in the war or were charged with rebellion for compromising with the rebels.
Ownerless manors, deserted land, and empty shops are waiting for the arrival of new owners.
This is a feast.
The feasting and feasting is once again on display. If you just look at the dance parties held at night, the city has returned to normal.
Auctions are held every day in the city, and the proceeds from the auctions become a source of funds to restore order and economy.
People who participate in the auction can often get a good asset at a lower price. Like vultures, they are taking advantage of this moment to grab food. No one will wait if it is overdue.
In this regard, the crown prince can only be content with receiving the auction money and related deed taxes. As long as order is restored in the city and the province of Guinea, his counterinsurgency will be considered complete.
Sean did not participate in this feast. He was already quite hated by people, but those people had nothing to do with him and even wanted to fawn over him.
For example, the Daguerre Church of God came with a letter of introduction from Shakli and asked Sean to return the real estate that originally belonged to the church to them.
Sean's knowledge also made these privileged people quickly forget their unpleasantness.
Sean was not without gains. During the operation to capture the rebels and rebels, Yan Guo also obtained a sum of up to 500,000 gold louis. Everyone was doing this anyway, but he had the upper hand.
That’s all.
Just as General Schmidt said, Sean's troops became richer and richer as they fought. The Crown Prince left the best opportunity to Sean, probably because Sean's eating habits were very measured.
After receiving a large sum of money, except for part of it used to pay for fallen soldiers and replenish the military insurance fund, Sean handed most of the money to Percy Robinson and asked him to operate it secretly.
Regarding the latter, only a few people around Sean knew about it, and it was one of Sean's rare behaviors to "line up personal pockets".
But he deeply regretted not catching the professor. For some purpose, Sean did not tell the crown prince the details. The professor was the clown.
If you catch the professor, you can not only clear Percy's wrongdoing, but also learn more about the bloodthirsty secrets - obviously this professor has turned against his wise teacher.
In short, this empire is already very weak, but its resistance is still relatively strong. This war that lasted for one year also shows this, which makes the empire not look like a terminally ill patient at all on the surface.
…
Old Nick was hunched over, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand holding a handle, walking down the street.
Wearing a wide-brimmed hat, his exposed temple hair was already graying, and his face was full of wrinkles, he walked into a bakery.
This was the first bakery in the city to resume business. However, due to the extreme shortage of supplies after the war, the bread sold at extremely high prices, and the bread was also mixed with unpalatable wheat bran. A piece of bread like this would cost at least as much as a palm.
10 shillings, compared with only 5 before the war.
Old Nick trembled and took out his wallet, slowly counted 20 shillings, and bought two pieces of bread under the impatient look of the clerk.
He was a tailor who lived nearby and was famous for his novel designs and exquisite craftsmanship. He used to often visit the manors and mansions of high-class people and tailor tailor-made clothes for those high-class people and their wives, ladies or mistresses.
Now that he is old, he has stopped making clothes for people and lives alone. He rarely communicates with others because he suffers from a throat disease. People have gradually forgotten that there is such a famous tailor.
He often comes to this bakery, but the owner and the waiter have changed all over, and no one recognizes him.
Old Nick walked out of the bakery with a serious look on his face. Probably because he was a little tired, he sat on a stone pillar on the street and took out his pipe while trembling.
The morning sun warms people's bodies, making them realize that spring is coming.
An army filled with joy was ready to go.
Sean ordered the quartermasters to collect a large number of livestock and flatbed vehicles, so that the Genoese Civil Defense Force could march like mules and horses, and they were ready to return home.
Lieutenant Frank saw off Sean on behalf of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. This aristocratic officer who used to be a little arrogant is now a little sad. Having been together day and night for nearly a year, he has great personal admiration for Sean.
"I really hope we can work together again in the future!" Frank said sincerely.
"No, if you and I work together, it means that a new war breaks out. Peace is what we cherish. Goodbye, Franco. I welcome you to come to my rose garden as a guest at your convenience in the future!"
Sean said.
"Viscount, I also welcome you to the Frank family as a guest!" Frank solemnly gave a military salute. Sean returned the salute on horseback:
"Goodbye then!"
"Everyone... set off!"
The officer in front received the order, and the army began to move forward. They walked out of the station, walked through the streets, and passed in front of Old Nick.
"In that far away place, there is a bright pearl, her name is Genoa..."
"On that golden beach, there is a beauty, her name is Poitou..."
The soldiers sang folk songs of their hometown and embarked on their return journey with longing for their hometown.
Old Nick was smoking his pipe, the smoke was filling, and a breeze blew, making him shed tears.
The Genoese's back disappeared.
He blew his pipe and let out a soft sigh, then stood up slightly, carrying the bread and leaning on the armrest, and soon his lonely figure disappeared into the crowd.