Steel, Guns, and the Industrial Party that Traveled to Another World

Chapter 564 Punishment 3

After the meeting with a group of ministers, Paul told Feli Puke that he wanted to stay alone for a while, and he silently walked towards his office.

After entering this room he thought, Paul stretched his waist vigorously.

The night has begun to come, and there is still a touch of the sun in the sky. There are no candles in the office, and it is dim. He saw the furnishings indoors in the light that he came in through the window, or what he had before, how familiar, and he finally returned here.

Paul walked to his desk gently, and there was a stack of documents on it. Paul still remembered that it was a document that he had not finished.

He walked around to the table and put his hand on the "human engineering chair" he designed, and a warm and familiar touch came from his hand.

"Oh, old man." Paul said to his chair, "I thought I would never see you again."

He sat up with his butt, leaned against the back of the chair, put his feet on the table in front, relieved his breath, and stared at the dark ceiling with both eyes.

At this moment, Paul suddenly felt that a sense of fatigue came from all directions and attached to his body, making him want to sleep well, but when he really closed his eyes, he disappeared in a moment.

He kept this state and didn't know how long he had stayed, and suddenly a knock on the door interrupted Paul's continued emptiness.

"Please come in!"

After a squeak, Felipop's head of the housekeeper came in from the door.

"I was scared me, Master Graman, why don't you light a light."

The old housekeeper walked into the office, skilled the candle on the candlestick, and the room was bright.

"Philip, what's the matter?"

I just explained that the housekeeper wanted to stay alone for a while, so Fili Pop had something to do with himself.

"Lord Graman, Sir Abbot is back again, he wants to talk to you in person."

"Hanser?" Paul was a little surprised, and he had something to find himself. Can't you say something at the meeting just now? You have to find him alone.

Paul Felip: "Let's let him come in, I'll wait for him here."

"Yes, Lord Graman." The old housekeeper bowed slightly and retreated.

In less than two minutes, footsteps sounded on the corridor outside, and then a knock on the door.

"Please enter, Hanssel."

The door of the room was pushed open, revealing the face of the head of the Ministry of Agriculture.

"By disturbing you, Lord Graman." He walked into the room and turned to cover the door gently.

Paul continued to lie on his chair, just lazily crooked his head towards the sofa next to him, and Hanser sat on it.

Paul asked him: "It's so late, what else can you talk to me."

"Uh ... in fact, I did not come from myself, but ... representing everyone."

"Everyone?" Paul's face appeared on his face. At this time, he suddenly discovered that the expression on Hanser's face was extremely dignified. You know, this guy always has a cynical son -in -law. Now this is now. The expression is extremely rare.

Paul asked strangely: "Everyone in your mouth says that old Ford, Cecil, Victor and others? They let you come?"

Hansel squeezed a smile: "Lord Graman, don't get wrong. In fact, no one associates this job for me, but I can guess some of the thoughts in everyone's hearts, and at the same time fits myself in myself Some thoughts in my heart, so I feel that I need to come on behalf of everyone.

Paul pointed to him, "A foreign country from Jingyao also has the identity of the royal family."

Hansel nodded, "Yes, maybe my sense of distance is more appropriate to talk to you."

"Interesting!" A smile appeared on Paul's face. He stood up from the chair, bypass the desk, came to a small table placed in the corner, picked up the wine on it for two glasses, one hand in one hand, one hand in hand One of them was lifted and handed the cup of the left hand to Hanser. The two touched the cup gently and took each other.

Paul said: "I did not expect that these generations of loyalty to the Gramman family ... There are words that can't be said directly in front of me, huh. In this case, Hanser, you can tell them."

"Lord Graman." Hamsell returned to the dignified expression and went directly to the topic. "When the meeting just met, the note you handed over to Judge Thomas -is the paper about how to deal with the traitor, about the above What do you seem to ... do you have any doubts? "

"This ..."

Paul doesn't know how to answer.

The content of the paper handed over by the chief judge is very simple -for everyone who participates in the rebellion, the clan.

If this punishment is not specifically pointed out, it is to put a whole family -not distinguish between men, women, and children, and even the close servants of the close -to be close to the roots.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

After watching it, Paul did not directly agree, but did not oppose it, because he wanted to show himself a decisiveness when he faced the rebellion.

But that was just a moment of hesitation.

"Hansel." Paul said helplessly: "What I hate is that class rather than specific individuals. This kind of indiscriminate one-size-fits-all approach, I think is a bit...a bit too much."

"Even if it puts your life in danger this time?"

"Hansel, don't be confused. I will definitely deal with the bastards who pose a threat to my life, but their families, women, children, and the elderly may not know anything from the beginning to the end, and they are thrown into prison just because they are implicated. Even losing his life, this..."

Paul shook his head.

"Lord Grayman!" Hansel said sternly: "You have such an idea, which shows that you are a kind person, which is good. But if the descendants of the traitor grow up, and assuming that he has mastered a lot of things under his careful consideration, The energy wants to take revenge on you, what should you do? "Have you ever thought about this?"

Paul replied, "Of course I've thought about it, but as long as I take strict precautions, it doesn't seem possible. Think about it, the descendants of a family that is finished can have some energy to cause trouble with me."

"Master Graiman, you need to consider the worst case scenario, but you can't rely on wishful thinking that the other party will act according to your ideas."

Paul replied quietly: "If after doing everything I should do, I am still... then it can only mean that this is what fate is."

Snap-pop-pop!

Hansel applauded Paul, but the expression on his face became more and more sarcastic.

The protagonist in this book is sometimes the object of criticism by the author, haha.

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