Father Mavie

Chapter 728 Workers’ Alliance (two in one, please subscribe!!!)
"Hey! Hey!"

As night fell, a man's cry came from the coal mine area: "Call all the brothers under the mine to come up!"

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As the bell rang, the workers working in the mine exited the mine one after another. After taking off the wicks in their mouths, they wiped the soot from their faces and looked at the man standing at the top in confusion.

Swann was among them. He stayed at the back of the crowd. Like everyone else, he didn't understand what was happening and looked at the man curiously.

Because the light was dim, I couldn't see the man's face clearly, but his voice sounded very familiar.

"Brothers!"

The man standing high took a tin trumpet and shouted: "The strike has begun! Stop working! Go home!"

As soon as the sound came out, the workers immediately became noisy: "Going to strike again?"

"How many days has it been since the last strike?"

"Why is the strike happening this time?"

The man at the top gave them the reply: "The one who initiated the strike is the Fourth Prince! Please rest assured! The Fourth Prince will not harm you! Just obey the order!"

The last strike was spontaneously initiated by workers. Although Arthur's contribution was part of it, overall personal will was higher.

This strike was purely an order from Arthur. As leader of the Labor Party, he issued a strike order, which meant that the strike began to be organized.

Hearing Arthur's name, the workers no longer hesitated, said hello, put down their tools and left the mining area. The supervisor wanted to run out and stop him, but how could he stop hundreds of workers by himself?

I could only watch the workers leave, and hurriedly got on the carriage and ran to report the situation to the boss.

Newham Borough.

The hot wax oil slid along the wax wall, and the flickering candlelight released dim light. The boy lay on the bed and fell asleep. Molly was still awake and was sewing clothes when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Swann?"

Opening the door, Molly was surprised to find that it was Swann standing at the door. She couldn't help but ask: "Don't you come back the day after tomorrow? Come in and I'll pour you a cup of tea."

"The strike has started again, and I don't know how long it will last this time, so I just came back first."

Swann sat down at the dining table and took the tea cup from Molly.

"Starting again?"

"Well, this time it's the fourth prince who wants us to strike. I don't know what he wants to do."

"The fourth prince must have his own plan." Molly said with a smile: "Yesterday, someone came to our apartment building to collect information on children who were not enrolled in school. As the president of the Educators Association, the fourth prince is really responsible."

"Yes." Swann nodded and smiled: "With the fourth prince here, life will definitely get better."

"How's school going Ray?"

"He is making rapid progress. He can already write several letters. I will show you his homework."

Under the night, candlelight illuminated the room. It was also late at night, but some people were happy and some were worried.

In the Ealing District, Gnard Klostermann, who was sleeping soundly, felt someone pushing him. He opened his eyes blankly and saw the big face of the butler: "Master! Master, wake up! Something happened in the mine!"

"The mine collapsed?!"

When he heard that something happened in the mine, it was still in the middle of the night. Genard turned over and sat up, his sleepiness disappearing.

"No, it's not a landslide, it's a strike! Overseer Poole is here!"

Genard breathed a sigh of relief, got up and put on his clothes, and walked barefoot downstairs while cursing: "What's going on? Why is the strike starting again? It's really non-stop. Ever since the fourth prince established the Labor Party, the trouble has been Never stopped! Damn it”

In the living room, supervisor Poole sat carefully on the sofa, with his butt only daring to touch the cushion halfway. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he stood up with a whoosh.

"Pool! Why is the strike going on again! Do you know how much money I will lose if work is stopped for one day!"

"boss"

Poole was about to cry but said without tears: "I don't know either. It was going well, but suddenly a man who called himself the Labor Representative Committee came to the mine, gathered the workers directly, and said that the fourth prince ordered them to strike, and the workers all left. I can’t stop it!”

"What do you do for food! You are the supervisor! If a worker disobeys, use a whip to whip him!"

Poole said nothing, thinking that this was not the Middle Ages, and workers were not slaves. He could just be kicked for making a mistake, but how could he really dare to use a whip?

Of course Genard knew not to use the whip, he was just venting his anger.

Grabbing the apple on the table and taking a bite, Genard groaned: "Just go on strike. Anyway, the trouble is not all mine. Compared with the railway, freight company and factory, my losses are minimal. Besides, It’s not my turn to be in a hurry.”

"What?" Poole rubbed his hands and said, "It seems like there's only a coal mine strike."

"what?!"

Genard was stunned: "How do you know?"

"On the way here, I met friends who work on the railway, but none of them had received the order to strike."

Genard's face gradually changed. If there was only a strike in the coal mine, it meant that all the pressure was on him and the impact would not be great. This was very targeted!

Genard, who didn't know what he had done wrong, wanted to go find the second prince immediately, but it was too late now. The second prince might have gone to bed long ago, so it was really not a good time to disturb him.

Genard knew his position. In the camp of the second prince, a pure businessman like him had almost no say and very weak power. He could only live by the looks of others. His family had no background and he was a nouveau riche.

If you don't have enough weight, doing things that only confidants can do will only arouse the dislike of the second prince.

It was not until the next morning that Genard knocked on the door of Kensington Palace. He had been waiting at the door all night.

The second prince, who had just woken up, leaned on the bedside, wiped his face with the hot towel prepared by the maid, picked up the newspaper and was about to read it, when suddenly the butler came in and whispered: "Your Highness, Mr. Klosterman is asking for a visit. "

"Mr. Klostermann? Who?" The second prince was confused.

"Gernard Klostermann, owner of the East End Mine."

"Oh!"

The second prince remembered: "What is he here for?"

"Last night, the coal miners' union went on strike. It was the fourth prince's order."

With a twitch of his eyelids, the second prince's good mood for the day was instantly ruined: "It's Arthur again. Let Klostermann come in!"

"Yes." The second prince had no intention of meeting Klosterman in the living room. He just sat on the bed, drinking coffee, looking lazy.

Genard walked into the bedroom, first took off his hat and saluted the second prince, and then told the dilemma he faced.

After listening, the second prince said calmly: "So what is your purpose?"

"Let the workers come back to work," Genard said matter-of-factly.

"Isn't that very simple?" The second prince smiled slightly: "Six-legged frogs are hard to find, and two-legged people are everywhere. Since this strike is for the coal miners' union, then you must issue an order. Anyone who does not return to work within today will be fired immediately and new workers will be recruited to take their place."

Genard's eyes lit up: "You mean, use work to force them?"

"This is a provocation launched by the Labor Party against the Liberal Party. It is a declaration of war." The second prince sneered: "Okay, let's give it a try and see who can withstand it first. The Liberal Party has nothing else but plenty of money."

With his backbone in hand, Genard immediately came to Newham, East London, and posted a recruitment advertisement on the main road with the most traffic.

[Recruiting workers in East Mining District, daily salary is 8 pence plus 3% performance bonus!Food and accommodation included! 】

As soon as the advertisement was released, it immediately attracted countless onlookers. The daily salary is 7 pence, which is not low. It is 1 penny higher than the daily salary of railway workers, not to mention the 3% performance bonus.

If a wife or son earns 2 pence a day, which adds up to 1 shilling, what is the concept?
Renting a cheap apartment only costs 2 shillings!

With a weekly salary of 7 shillings, 2 shillings are used to pay rent, 3 shillings are used for food and drink, 1 shilling is used to buy daily necessities, and 1 shilling can be used to buy new clothes!
This is already a life that many people dream of.
It is not difficult for the wife and son to earn 2 pence a day, and usually they can earn more.

Without much hesitation, after a short period of thinking, many low-level workers rushed forward and gathered around Genard, wanting to take over the job.

"You! You! And you!"

Genard laughed heartily and pointed among the crowd. All the people he pointed got into the carriage and set off towards the mining area.

Within a short time, more than twenty people were recruited.

"Scabs! You scabs!"

Angry roars came from the crowd. After they dispersed, several coal miners rushed up and yelled viciously: "What the strike is for! Don't you know? Only by uniting can we get more wages! We can survive." Go to a better life!”

"Save it."

Genard picked his ears and said impatiently: "If you don't do it, others will do it, what? You are only allowed to make money, and others are not allowed to eat?"

"you!"

"I will give you one last chance. Go back to work in the mining area immediately. I can forget about the past! You will still be paid your salary! I will also give you an extra half-day of vacation!"

Genard snorted: "This is your last chance!"

Several coal miners looked at each other and clenched their fists, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Going on strike was not what they wanted to do. In fact, there was nothing wrong with it before. It was enough to fill their stomachs. What else could they hope for?

If it weren't for the Fourth Prince, they wouldn't have gone on strike.
Just when several coal miners were wavering, Swann suddenly squeezed out of the crowd and shouted: "You can't go back! The strike must continue to the end!"

"Who are you?" Genard looked at Swann who suddenly appeared and raised his eyebrows: "If you are also a coal miner, I declare that you have been fired, and from today on, no coal mine is willing to accept you. .”

Ignoring Genard, Swann continued: "We should believe the Fourth Prince! He saved us who were homeless! With the Fourth Prince's prestige, we can launch a general strike! Why should we be afraid of them?"

"Hahaha!" Genard laughed when he heard this: "The reason why your last strike was successful is because there was no similar situation before, and everyone was frightened by you! Now, we have many workers! Even the workers in the entire London So what if there’s a total strike! Apart from you, are there no men left in the Kingdom of Windsor?!”

"You smile so happily." A voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Of course! Haha. Haha"

Why does this voice sound familiar?

The laughter gradually subsided, and Genard turned around. After seeing the person clearly, his expression froze: "Prince Four and Four."

After passing Genard, Arthur came to the front. He looked at the recruitment sign, then at Swann, and said: "Everyone, the strike is not for me alone, but for yourselves."

"In the face of unfair treatment, we should use our power to safeguard our rights! The rights gained through the strike are also shared by everyone!"

"In the future, even the lowest-level workers will be able to support their families on their own, and their wives and children will no longer need to go out to work! This is my promise to you!"

With that said, Arthur knocked on the recruitment wooden sign and said with a smile: "Anyone who wants to go can go, but please remember, you have betrayed the working class!"

"As for you"

Arthur turned around and looked at Gnard who was sweating coldly: "You just said that even if all the workers in London go on strike, workers can be recruited from other places, right?"

"me."

"It doesn't matter, it's not illegal to speak your mind." Arthur smiled: "But if this is your hope, I think you will be disappointed, because just now, the labor party went out to contact the heads of various unions in the southern part of the kingdom and they have returned , the Workers’ Alliance was established!”

"The Workers' Union?!"

Genard was shocked by the name he had never heard before.

He didn't understand why Arthur was able to form a workers' alliance, but before that, they had no news at all!

"Go back and tell Shukri to be careful."

Genard crawled away and ran away. He was scared away by Arthur. In front of Arthur, he didn't even dare to express his anger. The fourth prince put more pressure on him than the second prince.

Just as Genard was on his way to the mining area, he received bad news - the workers he had just recruited, for some reason, went on strike!
It is said that people from the Labor Representative Committee blocked the way into the mining area. After some "affectionate and sincere" persuasion, these workers who were quite scabs learned from the experience and decided to repent.

Genard didn't care what the truth was. He only knew that the mining area had not returned to normal operation, and it seemed that he alone could not solve these troubles.

"Turn around! Find the second prince!"

In Kensington Palace, the second prince who was receiving guests heard the news of Genard's return. He cursed secretly and received Genard again.

"You said Arthur founded the Workers' Union?"

"Yes, Your Highness, that's what the fourth prince said!"

". Got it, you go down first."

"Your Highness, what should we do next?"

"Don't be anxious, there will be a way. You go back first."

"Oh"

After Genard left, the second prince immediately called the housekeeper:
"Go and invite Nicholas, Baron Frederick and the others."

(End of this chapter)