Suleiman swept his gaze over the crowd again. His youthful face was sharp-eyed as a hawk as he looked over every face now struck by realization:
"No matter whether the land allotted to you lies by a river or against a mountain, whether it is fertile or barren, this is the standard you must use first!"
"Once it has been measured, whether there is more or less, then we can discuss military merit, then we can discuss achievements!"
"Whoever dares keep arguing over this again!" He paused, and his voice turned icy. "Whoever questions this standard! Questions my officers!!"
Those final words were like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing the last traces of hope and resentment everyone held toward Lushen and Roslyn.
Suleiman ended his proclamation with four words: "This is the rule!" Each word fell like a hammer, driving the new system deep into the bones of this land.
"Lushen! Roslyn!" Suleiman turned and gave his orders to the two men, who had long since been left dumbfounded by what they had seen.
"Yes, Lord Suleiman!" Roslyn and Lushen jolted and hurriedly answered.
Suleiman looked at the enlightened pair, pointed at the square on the ground, and began assigning their task:
"Your job is to use this rope as the standard and make more ropes exactly like it."
"Then each of you will lead a team, divide into groups, and take these Suleiman Ropes to allocate land and measure every inch of territory under my rule!"
"I want to know exactly how many Suleiman Acres I possess!"
"Compile the detailed figures, allocate the land, register it all in the records, and do it as quickly as possible. Put the results on my desk!"
"Yes, Lord Suleiman!" The two men no longer dared show the slightest negligence and immediately