Pedi was back on the mayor's throne next to his desk, and he had recently enjoyed staying in the shade of the lamp and observing the facial expressions of others as they spoke, which gave him the pleasure of being in control.

Power is changing him.

No, it should be said that power is capable of changing anyone.

And Pedi, who is in power, does not notice that he is slowly indulging in the pleasure of power.

The conversation in the room had fallen silent a few minutes earlier.

Silence because of a list,

The list seized at the police station, to which Pedy referred, was placed by the old mage Collier in the brightest place on the small wooden table in front of Sir Parma-Nago's seat.

Sir Parma glanced at it, and several of the names of the countless people on the list marked with red charcoal were people he knew well, some of whom he had even seen a few days ago!

He wanted to pick it up and put it in his hand to look closely, but he didn't dare.

At this moment, his mind involuntarily conjured up the hanging tree outside Crewe City, and the white bones on it seemed to appear in front of him.

The muscles of the old nobleman's whole body were gradually tightening, and he lost his initial calmness!

He wasn't afraid of death, but only if he was on the battlefield, and he didn't want to hang himself from a cursed mulberry tree. This is the aristocracy, who spurns honor and at the same time frantically pursues it.

...

Peddy did not force Sir Parma to look at the list, but sat in his comfortable office chair and watched silently at the subtle changes in the old nobleman's face in front of the list. When the other party's eyes showed a look of fear, there was an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

This wasn't Pedy's test of Sir Parma, he simply didn't like the old nobleman's way of speaking, so... He was just showing Sir Parma his rights.

The silence didn't last long, and just as Sir Parma gritted his teeth and was about to say something, Pedi tapped his fingers on the edge of the table.

The sound of the edge of the "tuk" table and the knuckles of Pedy's fingers was particularly harsh, and it interrupted what the old knight was about to say, when the old knight subconsciously cast his gaze to the point where the voice came from... There, a pair of eyes that were exceptionally bright in the dark were also looking at him.

"My lord," the old sir wanted to say something.

But Pei Di preemptively said to the old mage next to him: "The people above have already been caught, and the one who should have been killed has not run away... Cowlier, you burned it. ”

The old mage rarely questioned Peidi's orders, but at this time, he slowly stood up with a pretended hesitation and said, "My lord, it took a lot of effort from the police station to get it, you..."

"Come on, that's a lot of power, less than a hundred gold coins. Peddy said in a sarcastic tone, "For a hundred gold coins, you will do business with any merchant than Kru." ”

"Didn't you say, it's a hundred gold coins!" the old mage held the list as if he were holding a treasure.

"I said, burned!"

The old mage immediately closed his mouth and saluted respectfully, "Your will!"

As the words fell, a bright flame instantly soared into the air in the old mage's hand, and it illuminated half of Sir Parma's face,

The old nobleman's eyes began to difrethesize, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then, his breath came up again... Because, he found that he was afraid, afraid, and even more inclined to compromise!

His eyes that had just spread suddenly shrank!

And then, he felt the gaze of the young ruler in front of him fall on him.

The old man felt only a hint of anger rising in his heart, angry at his own stupidity and cowardice, and angry at Pedi for playing with him.

But soon, his anger was replaced by a deep sense of helplessness.

The reality is always frustrating...

The old knight, who has experienced decades of ups and downs, quickly adjusted his mentality...

That's the good thing about old people!

Now, the old nobleman, who thought he was different, understood that the young ruler had found him not because of his talent, but because of the position of the Nago family in the towns of Mogue and Gesen.

With the prestige and legitimate dominion of the Reagan family over the southern territories of Crewe, coupled with the influence of the Nago family in the area of Mogg and Gerson... No one will be able to stand in the way of the new trade routes!

At the same time, Sir Parma found that he had no way to refuse the other party's offer.

It's impossible to refuse!

He needed this opportunity, his family needed this opportunity, and the millions of people in Crewe needed this opportunity to gain wealth.

"You figured it out?" said Pedy's voice, interrupting Sir Parma's thoughts as he broke the silence of the room.

The old knight looked up, his changing gaze calmed out in an instant, and after meeting the dazzling gaze of the lamplight, he replied, "I understand." ”

"Good!" Pedi grinned, "From now on, you're the tax commissioner for Fort Kawal in Crewe's southern territory, you should know how to do it, right?"

"I know!"

"This may offend a lot of people. ”

"But I will have more allies. ”

"Haha!" Pedi laughed heartily, "I hope you'll have the confidence you have now in two months." After a pause, he collected the smile on his face and asked, "Do you know about the 'fund-raising decree' implemented by the Central Empire?"

"Lately the aristocrats have been talking about this. Sir Parma laughed too.

"So, what do the wealthy ranchers, handicraft owners, and wealthy townspeople of the two nearby towns and surrounding villages think of the 'Donation Decree'?"

"They were more concerned about this issue than the aristocracy. The old knight's reply was vague and affirmative: "They are concerned whether the same decree will be enacted by Crewe." ”

"Do you think it's possible in Crewe?"

"Of course, we are better suited than the Middle Empire to issue a 'fund-raising decree', and the trade routes that have been unblocked for nearly a hundred years will allow more wealthy freedmen in Crewe... But we can't raise donations!" Sir Parma tried to hold back the excitement in his heart, "the Reagan family is not like royalty, and your family doesn't need that much money at all. ”

"Nobody is too much money, sir. Pedi shrugged.

"But you have too much money to spend. The wealth of the Reagan family was famous throughout the continent, and even the royal family was envious, and the old sir continued after saying something that everyone on the continent wanted to say: "First of all, you should give the same rights to the commoner merchant and the aristocratic merchant, the specific details can refer to the decree issued by the Central Empire, but there is no need to rush to canonize the commoner merchant nobility. ”

"Yes!" Pedi raised an eyebrow.

Sir Parma continued: "When the common traders have the right to operate on their own, you can justifiably levy commercial taxes on them... And the way to obtain nobility is determined by the amount of taxes paid!" The wrinkles on the old sir's face were piled together at this moment, and his smile was exaggerated, "In this way, you can not only restrain the monopoly of the noble merchants on the trade routes, but at the same time reform the commercial economy. ”

"However," he said, "while this is being implemented, Kawalburg must introduce laws for commercial tax purposes as soon as possible." Because, when the commoners become nobles, they can sit across from you and bargain with you!"

"When that time comes, they won't be able to do without me. Pedi laughed, "As I said, Kawalburg and the Goblins are committed to the security of the trade routes for a long time to come, which will reduce the Chamber of Commerce's trade expenses by nearly half. ”

"Of course," Pedi said in an aggravated tone, "my police department is not obligated to protect the illegally organized fleets and the trade that is not registered in Fort Kawal. His tone suddenly changed to very calm, "The problem of smuggling can never be eliminated, and the reform of the trade economy is not a blind increase in the tax of caravans, but only a subdivision of tax items." He advised: "So, you have to let the merchants understand that more taxes on commodity transactions are being reduced, and that the trade of certain daily necessities is even exempted!"

Sir Parma shrugged, "People tend to ignore what benefits them, focus on what is bad for them, and exaggerate the original facts. He smiled, "But there are not without smart and wise people. ”

"Huh. The two looked at each other and smiled, and then Sir Parma said: "The problem of the merchants is only a small matter, and at most half a year, whether it is a noble merchant or a commoner, they will find that the reform of the tax item has not changed much for their trade. The smile on his face didn't last long, "The real difficulty is the reform of the local territory economy, which involves too many problems, well..."

The old man frowned, he was thinking about how to describe the difficulty!

However, the knowledgeable old knight did not know how to describe it for a moment, and he was silent for several seconds before he said: "The nobility of the local realm is both a monarch and a retainer, and this is not a problem that can be solved by a single order. He didn't speak as wildly as he had just now, "You..."

The old man wanted to speak and stopped,

He didn't know what Pedi was thinking, and he didn't know what Pedi was trying to do with the purpose of reforming the tax program.

He didn't know if the young ruler in front of him was on a whim, and whether he would stop one day when he discovered the difficulties in it.

"Sir, these are not the questions you are considering. "Your tasks are simple, first, to plan new trade routes, second, to implement tax reforms in the southern part of Krew, and third, to implement the Central Empire's 'Donation Decree'!"

Sir Parma's eyebrows furrowed slightly when he heard Pedy's words, and he was a little unwilling. But in the face of Peidi's resolute attitude, he could only bury his unwillingness in his heart and replied: "I understand." ”

Pedi stood up at the same time that the old knight agreed, his eyes falling on the magic clock in the corner...

Now, it's half past three in the afternoon.

Before he knew it, he had been in the slightly damp office for more than two hours.

"That's it for now. "Pedi was not satisfied with the conversation to-day, for Sir Parma-Nago was not as wise as Sir Bowenright had suggested. (https:)

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