"So according to you, he failed?"

"It's all bankrupt, if it's not a failure, there's really nothing called a failure. You know, the 'bankruptcy' of a lord or a king is a very obscure term......"

As long as the lord himself is not done with the game, or even if there is even one domestic servant by his side, or a few soldiers are willing to follow, then he has not been "bankrupt" in the eyes of people, at most he is only "temporarily frustrated".

In other words, the lord who "went bankrupt" not only lost the ability to continue to be a "superior man", but even lost the conditions for being a man. Not one of the ten escaped from the chaos of the realm.

"Unscrupulous merchants and magistrates colluded with each other to easily get the poor's rations at prices that were originally intended for the poor, and then let the poor fill their stomachs for a few days with the last of their possessions. When these hungry people unite to settle accounts with the overwhelmed lords, these magistrates will immediately run to the ends of the earth as soon as they push the pot, and the merchants will immediately go away after getting the wealth watered with blood, and only when the hungry people let the lords betray their relatives and leave them, and there is no way out except death, what use can they do? ”

Wolfe's repetition seemed as thin as a willow branch, but as strong as a whip of steel whipped down on the face of Clough, a fellow merchant. If they are in that decision, most of them will also manipulate the balance in their hands and let one side of it tilt towards interests.

"If it were me, I wouldn't do it......" Clough's response was much quieter than Wolff's side-tapping, so small that he himself was surprised.

"The question is not whether Clough will do it in good conscience. How many merchants are there in the whole of Elta combined? What does it mean for you to make this commitment alone? Therefore, in the face of this kind of thing, the emperors, kings, and lords should think about how to fundamentally prevent some people from doing this. However, in the history of Elta and other countries that I know, it is difficult for even those forces who think of this to really do it. Ralph completely ignored Clough's suspicion of weakness and went straight to the point of the problem.

Clough asked with some disbelief: "So can people from another world do it?" ”

"They have that." Ralph pointed lightly to the megaphone strapped to the top of a wooden pole on the side of the street. These loudspeakers, each manned by dangling wires, were the best means by which the central government of Elta could spread the decree to every corner of the city.

In the city of Hazelal, there are more than 30 of these loudspeakers. The solar panels on it can provide some help in areas where generator support is lacking, and the use in other townships in Cierta has proven its effectiveness.

The traditional bulletin board is actually a decoration in the municipal aspect. Elta's literacy rate is there, even if it is put on the emperor's list, what can it be? Isn't it still incomprehensible to what should be incomprehensible?

What's more, this literacy rate is only an "absolute literacy rate" (in English, for example, those who know ABCD are considered "literate"), and how long should a notice be that can clearly explain the overall sale of grain, indicate where to buy affordable grain, and where to buy high-priced grain from merchants. How many words do you have to use in it? And how many people can understand it all?

The result of relying on traditional bulletin boards is that the literate people are better able to exploit the loopholes of the law, and the illiterate people are still ignorant, and the voices of ignorance prevail over the real facts. But can their ignorant or ill-intentioned voices now be louder than the loudspeakers in Hazelal?

No. Not at all. The megaphone looked ordinary, about the length and thickness of an Elta's adult arm, but it was being retold in such a way that the conversation between everyone was forced to stop - including Ralph and Clough moving down the street.

"According to Decree No. 204 of the Central Government of the Elta Empire, until November 15 of this year, the grain trade in the entire territory of the southern part of Elta will be legal. However, in the future, the trade of more than 5 kilograms of grain in a single transaction will be subject to the minimum penalty of confiscation of the goods and the value of the transaction, and other penalties will increase in accordance with the increase in the volume of transactions...... We would like to advise all business friends not to take chances on this, and not to try to bribe the staff of grassroots organs......"

This kind of very violent, almost unreasonable propaganda is precisely the most useful means in the other world. Here, the truth is not necessarily loud, but it must be the truth that is so loud that you have to give up discussing and thinking.

"Well, that's why I said they have a great success rate." The broadcast was played three times, and Wolf was sure that this was the last time before he spoke slowly. "Other than that, I don't have a way to make everyone in the city know the will of the administrators. When the people of another world do this, I think they can make all the rats in the city hear their voices. ”

"In a few days' time they're going to ban the private trade in absolute grain. Wolff, no matter how loud they can speak, whether this can be done is the more important question, right? ”

"It is said that after the people of the other world came to Elta, it seems that the promised things have not been fulfilled." Wolf bit her lip and seemed to recall something not so good. "Behind those of them who give orders there must be a lot of people behind them who are helping in terms of wisdom, rather than doing things with hot heads like those waste lords."

"But what about those who are good at food distribution channels? After a blanket ban, won't they have to find another way out? ”

"What else can I do?" After Wolf finished his face, he casually dragged a bag of snacks out of his bag. "Can a few dozen businessmen at most, with their men and families, be more important than the millions of hungry people in Cierta? If it is to be paid the price of starving them in exchange for millions of hungry people not being starved to death, that is also a matter of course. ”

As soon as Clough wanted to say something, Wolf immediately added: "What's more, they can't starve to death at all." ”

A few minutes later, after Clough and Wolf had left the city, a group of fat, thin, tall and short men dressed as merchants knelt on the steps of the town hall.

"What's going on? What's going on here? What's going on down there? The envoy, who had just calmed down, was able to report to the radio and charge his mobile phone by the way, and before he could sit on the folded canvas pony, he heard the commotion below, and he angrily pushed the door open, just in time to collide with the lord who was about to come to him to discuss the problem while tidying up.

"The old man is not very clear, it seems that someone is petitioning. Hm. I'm going to take a look. It's all said that the reform can be slowed down a little bit, why do you have to burn three fires when a new official takes office......"

When the old man was gone, the words in his mouth made the envoy inexplicably angry. This remark is not just "a gun with a stick", and even the pause is simply a bullet fired at his words and deeds.

What's even more annoying is that this does not constitute a reason for him to directly kick this old man out of power. No matter how arrogant the Chinese side is, it is impossible to put a complaining ruler directly on the street lamp, which is not only not to give face to the Erta and the Doniva Emperor, but also not to give himself a step.

What's even more annoying is that the person who said this is still an old man. If you want to say that the old man and the old lady in the country, he will do morning exercises at six o'clock, go to fight for bus seats with the bitter haha student party and office workers who go to school and work at seven o'clock, and go to the vegetable market at eight o'clock to practice qigong -- bah, bargaining.

The old man and lady cultivated by this kind of high-intensity training are only in vain, and their actual combat effectiveness is far beyond that of ordinary people. Over the past few years, the masses in China have already formed a strong psychological shadow.

The victims of the various encounters and unsupported incidents every year have almost perfectly covered every level of society and almost all age groups, which makes people feel the same thing, and with the aging of the population, this phenomenon is getting more and more serious, which is why this young plenipotentiary envoy, that is, the little civil servant, is so jealous of the old man - this is completely a conditioned reflex.

For example, in order to defend more and more old people using a new "side porcelain" tactic (the side is the blind spot of the dash cam, most of the porcelain when crossing the zebra crossing will be determined because it is "scratching" and the owner is fully responsible), domestic manufacturers are at the forefront of the world's trend, invented and promoted the omnidirectional and full-angle dash cam - its cost is only one-ten-thousandth of the same type of system of the North American Federation F-35, which really makes people feel the strength of the demand force, and the greatness of "science and technology people-oriented".

After that, new products such as "Bicycle Rider Helmet Recording System" and "Pedestrian Recorder" were also introduced. But they may still lie down in front of you unscrupulously, don't say help, even if you shout loudly, it is worth tens of thousands of yuan or even hundreds of thousands of yuan, which can understand why the subconscious of the little civil servant suppressed himself to be angry with this lord - roaring after tax, the annual income is wasted, and the down payment in the fifth ring of the imperial capital is in vain, in all fairness, if it is not the national husband or the god of buying, buying, buying, buy

The plenipotentiary envoy here had no choice but to squeeze the Buddhist beads in his hand while forcing himself to calm down. His irritability had offended many people in his original unit, so his parents decided to let him come here for a training - he had to remind himself again and again that no matter what the situation, he didn't let his demons get the better of him!