When Anna, wearing a little tiara, got up and left the secret study, and went to the main hall, where the incense burner and silk carpet were laid, and looked at the beautiful Seleucian farms under the terrace, which were like stars dotted between rivers and valleys, and the farmer's houses began to be elegant, all spread around the ponds where trees and fish could be grown, and the cobweb-like paths connected them, and the main roads were conspicuous, all gray-white sandwiched between poplar trees, and many of the craftsmen involved in the great hospital and the College of St. Paul, A long-term contract had been signed with Seleucia: they had begun to lay gravel bricks on the main roads, and had begun to build more spacious houses around the pavilion - built to meet the needs of Seleucia's newly wealthy Brotherhood officials, the Gospel Cavalry, and some members of the local Chamber of Commerce (Gawain not only advocated the transit trade to make money, but also encouraged the short-distance trade of local products), and also absorbed some of the surplus labor. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then Anna's eyes turned to the west of the Acropolis Castle, and even though she could not see the situation at Alalmanburg over there, a grand plan began to take shape: to use sail windmills and drain the sea water and marshes, "which would be enough to attract forty thousand to sixty thousand people to settle there my Highness, and would expand the total number of fields in Seleucia by a third." Hetomia, who was holding the dossier, followed behind her and added, "Unlike the peasants who directly cultivated the Sacred Farm, we instructed the members of the Inspectorate of Agriculture in that fortress, and cooperated with the New Society to set up a special 'Recruiting Supervision Office' to attract people from all over the world to come and cultivate the land, and we were confident that we would be able to recruit manpower, and within a few years Alalmanburg would become a densely populated and well-armed fortress city." ”

"Of course, is it a 'five-year tax exemption'?"

"That's right, the peasants who go to reclaim the marshes do not have to share in our treasury for five years, but only when they rent large animals and large equipment, and after five years the cultivated land is also to be cultivated by themselves, only to pay the shield tax according to the price of the land and the harvest." Hetomia's hand skillfully shifted the paper, explaining Gawain's plan in advance to Anna, who nodded frequently.

"So what will be our final profit here?"

"Your Highness, it will not be low, because the price of land will increase by leaps and bounds, and now the price of land in this swamp is very low, but once it is drained and becomes fertile soil for crops, and its convenient transportation adjacent to the Great Bazaar of Akoum, it will leap dozens or even a hundred times, so that the shield tax paid by all the yeoman farmers according to the price of the land will naturally rise, and it will not only pay us the cost of building the windmill, but also expect a large surplus. In addition, the standard of shield tax for the village communes here is 30 households for the soldiers of the Civilian Army, and 50 households in the other areas, which means that if 60,000 people live here in the future, 500 well-equipped garrisons can be provided, which is enough to bear the defense of the fortress, and does not have to bear the burden of our treasury. ”

"Very well, this is the policy of Wang Ye's beginning, not only in Alarmán, but also in West Chilicia and other regions in the future, sooner or later I will merge the Jinat system with the civilian army system and become a reserve local army; And Gawain and my three brigades are the Royal Praetorian Guard Field Army. "Then now Hertomia, the poor Archbishop of Pisa, you should let him go." ”

In the wilderness and under the scorching sun, the Archbishop of Pisa, Suffobel, had almost half a life left, and with a stomach full of sorrow and resentment, he spent a long and unhappy time in the Seleucian pavilion, where he did not eat or sleep well, and was not allowed to hold religious services (Stauracios repeatedly and arrogantly refused his requests), and after obtaining the papers, he did not hesitate to curse and go on the road, and more than a dozen Moorish guards followed his donkeys and caravans, and stayed until Suffobel passed one pass after another, and finally reached the left side of the city of Tarsus. But they found that the barracks ahead were lined with tents, and that there were cavalrymen with horns and hounds patrolling the main road, and when they saw the archbishop, they asked for the pass.

The archbishop handed him over, but the horsemen who stood in the way almost beat him with their horsewhips, and told him, "Immediately the army must march towards Cappadocia to fight the Turks, and all roads are blocked to prevent spies from entering, and you must obtain a new order." ”

"How do I know the password?" Sufhub Bell wanted to cry without tears.

"The Grand Duke has sent a new password to Seleucia City in ciphertext, you can go back and apply for consultation." A figure in a red-handed cross-sword robe in front of the cavalry said that Suffobel almost fainted, and he asked to see Archduke Gawain.

"His Royal Highness the Grand Duke has taken all the cavalry and is stationed at the castle of Lamprun, and will soon pass through the Cilician Gate, and will not receive anyone now."

So the Archbishop of Pisa was really at a loss, and he almost knelt down and begged for them to be given a way so that they could fulfill the Holy See's sacred commission to go to Antioch.

Finally, the robe-clad brotherhood was kind-hearted, and told the archbishop that if you bypass Tarsus and go to the Count of Adana, where you will visit the beautiful Countess of Remain, and offer your prayers for the blessing of the child in her womb, it is very likely that you will get a ship and cross the sea to Antioch......

"Damn, damn." Shaking and shaking, Saphobel's face turned blue, wrapped in a cloak and mounted on a donkey, the wind here had begun to get a little cold, and by the time he reached his destination, it was probably the middle of winter, "I will not forget such a grudge, never!" ”

When the Archbishop of Pisa was walking along the Adana River with a bitter grudge, in the towering Lamprun Castle on the side of the Cilician Gate, Gawain's eagle "Captain" was constantly being released from the tower, and then Gawain's sharp eyes watched it crack through the clouds, constantly flying against the Taurus Mountains stretching in the direction of Vanka City, following the flying trajectory of this flat-haired beast, Gawain was constantly summarizing and remembering the terrain from the mountains to the plains. When the "captain" had returned to the scaffold, tired again, he bowed his head and shrunk in his wings, which meant that he did not want to fly again, and Muzafiadin hurriedly fed it with water and meat, and at the narrow gate of the staircase under the castle, Anselm appeared panting and on crutches, and Gawain turned back and greeted him very warmly—Wright, the deputy heraldic officer who had accompanied Anselm, gave Gawain a package of papers, Then the Grand Duke generously and personally gave all of them his approval: the "Big Eleven Tax" could be levied on the barley and wheat harvest in my realm, and the "Little Eleven Tax" on several kinds of vegetables and fruits, such as broad beans and lettuce.

Anselm smiled, his tone much softer than he had imagined before he came, "Then you can convert this tax into gold and silver coins and send it to the city of Rome, or to the Duck or the Pisa Chamber of Commerce." ”

Gawain said, "Of course not. (To be continued.) )