Because in order to prevent the aboriginal people from coming back, the June Lotus Association wants to completely turn these aboriginal people into the most humble bottom existence, so it has expressly stipulated that the aboriginal people are prohibited from owning land.

These big farmers and big capitalists have been completely dazzled by the victory brought by thermal weapons. They are now obsessed with how to carve up the last land they are about to obtain, and then how to further control the means of production and

Tools, how to transform everything in your hands into power and wealth to the greatest extent.

They have forgotten that there is a saying that when things go to extremes, they must turn against each other, and when they stay together for a long time, they must divide.

Why do uprisings of the peasant class always fail, and the best outcome is just being picked by the landlord class?

Because farmers only have the most basic desires, most of them do not want to be kings and hegemons. They just want to be rich and content, or even to maintain food and clothing.

Is it to give up a little profit but maintain a long-term stable social situation, or is it to be crazy about grabbing and squeezing and finally forcing them to bottom out?

Everyone understands the truth.

It's just that everyone feels sad when they give up their benefits.

He Xiaoman brought himself into his own state, using his identity as a low-level person and the most simple and simple language to give Albert a enlightenment. In an instant, he understood why the entire Newward State gradually began to become turbulent, with murders and robberies occurring one after another.

"Because they have no way to survive, and because they discovered that your muskets are not invincible." He Xiaoman's words made Master Albert very angry, but even if his face turned black, he had to admit what this smart slave said.

All correct.

"You can even ask the Governor's Mansion to use one or two pieces of barren land every year to reward those who have made a lot of efforts for the friendship between new immigrants and indigenous people." He Xiaoman blinked: "Like me."

Butler Jacob had a beeping expression on his face.

This bitch slave is so shameless.

He is seducing Mr. Albert step by step, trying to change his class.

"Master Albert, you can't just listen to the instigation of a cheap slave. The Governor's Palace will not accept such a ridiculous thing."

"The Governor's Palace did business and became friends with our aboriginal people at the beginning. Isn't there a festival dedicated to celebrating our friendship?"

Even though his face was paralyzed, Butler Jacob still saw the sarcasm and anger in Larel's eyes.

But in a blink of an eye, this sarcasm and anger turned into respect and humility in front of Mr. Albert.

"That's true, Larrel, we have brought advanced industrial and agricultural technology to bring new life to this barren land, so we named it Newward State! I will consider your proposal, but you

You know, the June Lotus Association is jointly governed by ten members, and it is not a single word of the York family. Although... we do have energy that other families can't match, so do your thing first, young man, I believe we will not let each other down.

The other party is disappointed.”

Because Larel did not have a place to live now, the York family had a house among other things, and they were leaving to attend the dance tomorrow, so Master Albert asked Jacob to arrange a room for him.

I don’t know why, but Butler Jacob might have a different aura with He Xiaoman. Whenever he looked at her, she always looked bitter and resentful. He angrily threw He Xiaoman to a row far behind the main house.

He found a room on the first floor of a two-story building and said, "Don't expect things you can't get, you stupid low-class people."

He Xiaoman had already opened the door to go in, but after hearing this, he turned around and walked out.

Generally speaking, Americans of the American race are not as tall as white people. There is a huge gap between Larelle and the tall Butler Jacob. However, even though he has the advantage in height, the Butler feels that he is the one who is being oppressed.

Larel's eyes suddenly burst out with a silver light, and the butler, who was almost scared to death, swore that he could definitely see it clearly.

Larel, he is a devil!

"May I take it that you speak for Mr. Albert?"

The butler of the formation, who was determined not to lose, said with a stern expression: "Of course... of course."

"Well, excuse me, it seems that Mr. Albert has no intention of fulfilling his promise. Goodbye."

After saying that, He Xiaoman strode out. The butler's legs felt a little weak, but he didn't understand what happened. He still tried hard to make his legs play their intended role.

Panting, he caught up with Larel, but the housekeeper stopped him: "You...what...what do you mean?"

"Isn't that what you just said? I, a stupid low-class person, won't be dreaming about things I can't get in your house."

The butler's face turned green and red, he grinded his teeth and whispered, "I represent myself."

"Oh?" He Xiaoman smiled sarcastically, although in other people's eyes he just twitched the corner of his mouth: "Then I should leave. The butlers of the York family can openly disobey their master's wishes. I don't think it's like this.

What is the future of family cooperation?"

Jacob wanted to hold Larel, but the dangerous aura bursting out from the other party made him almost think that he was facing a puma guarding its food, and Jacob's hand just stopped in mid-air.

And Larel was about to pass him and walk out of the row of servants' rooms at the back.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Larrel."

The butler finally lowered his noble head and knelt down in humiliation: "Please forgive me for my arrogant remarks, I'm sorry."

"Tell me, why are you targeting me like this?"

He Xiaoman turned around and stood in front of him, his aura still cold and sharp, like a fierce blade unsheathed, which was bound to see blood before he returned it.

"Because...because it was Claude who recommended you."

If He Xiaoman hadn't been so full of pretentiousness at this moment, He Xiaoman really wanted to roll his eyes for five minutes at this housekeeper who was bent on playing tricks to climb up the ladder. He should have transported you to Thailand, processed it, and thrown you into a palace drama to play a big role.

eunuch.

"You should thank me for stopping. If I step out of York House today, what do you think your ending will be? So don't implicate me with your little tricks."

Jacob suddenly sweated when he thought about the final fate of those who made their own decisions. Larel had to do more than just escort Miss Emily to Maple Leaf City tomorrow, and the most important horse racing.

He apologized again, this time significantly more sincere than the previous one.

Moreover, the maid's room that was originally intended for He Xiaoman to stay in was replaced by a more elegant-looking guest room next to the main house.

He Xiaoman had a good sleep. The next morning, Miss Emily, who was dressed for going out, saw He Xiaoman in the motorcade with a happy smile on her face.

"I remember you, thank you for promising to protect me when I go to Maple Leaf City."
Chapter completed!