Rivendell House.

The meeting room on the second floor has been transformed into a government office. Four large desks, two rows of filing cabinets. Old Langton and the two assistant officials from Stratholme City Hall sat down at their desks, approving document after paper, exchanging words with each other from time to time, and handing important documents to his assistant to put on Oryx's desk by the window.

The fire burned so hard that the whole room was warm.

Looking at the mountains of government documents on the dining table, Oryx was one head and two big.

Slightly less of this pile were his own domain, and the government documents of the third of the Stratholm region that he ruled in his capacity as special administrator. From the time he left for Gilneth, there has been a backlog until now.

The less important ones have already been done by Old Langton. The rest must be seen and signed by him.

He pulled out one of them casually......

Procurement requisitions on food shortages in the territory are draped.

After a cursory reading, it turned out that many of the displaced people who had taken refuge from Hillsbrad to the East Wilds area to escape the fighting had migrated to this side, thanks to the policy of "food and shelter, and taking in as many as they wanted" that he had given before his departure.

In just ten days, Rivendell has received more than 2,000 people.

In the next month or two, that number will skyrocket to 50,000 as the subsequent wave of outcasts arrives - and that's because news of the orcs leaving the Hillsbrad Hills has spread throughout the country, and many have diverted their routes to return to their former homes. Otherwise, 50,000 will have to be multiplied several times.

The existing food cannot feed so many people.

The duo of old Langton and his assistant have already contacted the seller.

Crops in most parts of the territory are harvested three times in two years, and a few crops are harvested twice a year. Excluding the autumn harvest of wheat, it is not possible to count on it, and when the spring and summer crops such as potatoes are harvested, more land will be cleared, and a virtuous cycle will be.

Rations needed to be purchased for the existing and expected populations of the territory before the spring and summer harvests. Although it was a bumper year, with an oversupply of cereals in the market and relatively low prices, the amount of money required was still a terrible figure.

Anyway, everything was settled, and he nodded in agreement.

"Langton," Orix asked, "has the fifty thousand gold arrived?" How much money do we have now? ”

"Here we are, it was yesterday," said Old Langton, looking up, taking off his glasses, and thinking for a moment, "there are sixty-two thousand five hundred gold coins in the vault. ”

Oryx was surprised: "Why are there so many?" Didn't you spend a lot of money during this time? ”

Langton shook his head and said, "Not long after you left, His Majesty the King commended you for your willingness to accept the displaced people free of charge, and ordered the Stratholme City Hall to fully fund our resettlement of the displaced people.

During this period, the city hall financed the construction materials used to build the houses, the cost of hiring workers, and the expenses for new farm tools and carriages and horses needed to clear the land in the mountainous areas.

In the other major part of the territory's financial expenditure, the equipment was financed by the nearby nobles; The cost of building the barracks, and the city hall also helped to bear part of the funds, and we only paid the military salary in advance for the first quarter, but in fact, the money spent was very small. ”

All right......

Oryx nodded, thinking to himself that it was really interesting for him to be a lord.

The mayor of Bathrath in Stratholme is also quite interesting.

For the mayor of the town, who had risen to power by reporting his lordship, it was within his duty to finance the construction of houses for the homeless people in Rivendell's domain, but it was not to bear the cost of building a private military camp.

This can be regarded as a convenience for people to do within the scope of their authority, and it is still very interesting.

Oryx decided to get more wool......

Ahem, it's not.

It's a chance to give this interesting mayor a chance to brush up on his goodwill in front of the Hand of the King!

"Well, don't go out to buy grain and grass. I remember, the stock of the Stratholme grain depot has come to rotate and update this year, right? ”

Old Langton nodded suspiciously, "Yes, young master." Next month, all the large granaries in the country will be updated with grain reserves, what do you mean? ”

Common grains that can be stored for two to three years.

In preparation for the disaster year, the granaries of Lordaeron are stockpiled with sufficient grain in case of emergency.

Of course, the grain reserves are not put into bad condition, but are rotated after one to two years. New grains are put into storage, while old grains are put on the market and sold at prices below market prices.

The taste will indeed be slightly worse, but it is worth the money, especially wheat, which is ground into flour and made into bread, in fact, it does not make much difference, and it is the first choice for the poor.

Oryx was the one who came up with the idea of this batch of grain reserves that were about to enter the market.

It's not just below the market price, he wants Mayor Bathhras to make it easier for him to sell it to himself at a lower price.

He believes this is not a problem.

It is not because of the power given by the hand of the king and the status of saints, but because the fact of receiving the displaced people is itself a righteous act to solve the problems of the country.

He was not sure if he could delay the arrival of the third war, and he had no channels and did not value money.

Now it's different, and while the plague has broken out in Gilnehs, the situation in Lordaeron is stable. The territory is so much money, and it coincides with the period of large-scale development, and there is still a long way to go before entering a virtuous circle.

In order to deal with the coming war, every gold coin must be spent on the blade, not to mention that the private army is the real gold eater.

Of course, he wants to give the people the best conditions, but the specific problems must be analyzed in detail, and the special methods in special times can only overcome the current difficulties by working together.

"I'll write a letter to the king and Bathras, and I'll be ready to receive the grain in a while." As he spoke, Oryx pulled out a blank piece of paper and wrote.

Old Langton understood what he meant, shook his head with a smile, and went about his business.

Writing and writing, Aurex is fluted.

At the beginning of the 20th year of the Hermon calendar, the granary reserve grain in the territory of Lordaeron rotated......

He has always been aware of the plot of the Cursed Sect spreading the plague through the sales channels of Andohar's grain and grass, but he has always known why.

Now it seems that the fact that the old grain reserves that have been rotated have been used to flow into the market makes sense.

Okay...... The details presented by this world are indeed reasonable.

With this in mind, he added a few more sentences to his letter to Alsace, mentioning the matter of grain reserves, claiming that the existing precautions might still be insufficient, and suggesting that the kingdom should closely screen the domestic grain distribution network with stricter standards.

After writing the letters, one was given to the royal mage to be sent to the royal capital, and one was given to the assistant, and the horse was sent to the capital of Stratholme.

Then he looked at the other papers. A considerable part of it is about the issue of land reclamation in mountainous areas.

In the past ten days, many displaced people received farm tools, rations and daily necessities from Rivendell, and went to the southwestern mountains to devote themselves to large-scale development.

The beasts in the mountains are terrible. It is completely different from the kind of people in the foothills who have developed sharp habits in the battle of wits and courage with Orion.

More fierce, and less afraid of people.

Many of the displaced people were injured on the way, and most of the elders who had been selected as the communicators of the settlement sent a request to send guards to protect the settlers, or to send some weapons and equipment so that they could arm themselves.

This, of course, requires the help of the private army of the territory, but the private army of the Rivendell Territory has been granted the regular army establishment. He also gave Orix the name "Holy White Crusader", and obtained the unanimous consent of the Church of the Holy Light and the Knights of the Silver Hand.

Its ingredients are not just a private army, a little bit of the regular army "Independent Regiment", a little bit of the Silver Hand Knights and the subordinate troops of the Holy Light Church...... Old Langton couldn't make any decisions, so he had to let the blacksmith build a batch of weapons and ship them over, and the main problems were left to Oryx to decide.

Looking at the requests in his hand, Oryx was a little worried.

The former Rivendell was only seven or eight kilometers square, with three or five hundred hired peasants, plus dozens of servants on the manor.

Due to its proximity to the regional capital, which is within the patrol range of the city guard, it has always been very peaceful, and there are not a few robberies and thefts in a month, and a dozen or so manor guards can fully cope with it.

But now the spread is wide, not only in terms of government affairs, but also the two assistants sent by Old Langton and the City Hall are too busy, there are not enough talents, and a large number of positions are vacant; The problem of law and order has also become overstretched.

"Who's that...... Yes, that's you," Oryx called to one of his assistants, "go to the private camp and call Miss Marlan." ”

"Yes!" The assistant hurriedly ran out.

Oryx leaned back in his chair, sighed, and closed his eyes.

The food matter has been solved, and there are still a lot of problems that need to be solved urgently on the side of the private army in the territory.

In addition to these two, the defense of East Lordanren is the real top priority. The prevention of natural disasters in the entire region must be taken care of by him, and the pressure is not half a star.

How long will this be handled......

If only Bridget were here.

Oryx couldn't help but look out the window.

The silly girl went home to visit her mother, and was not expected to return until the day after tomorrow.

"My lord, Miss Marlan has arrived."

Twenty minutes later, the young assistant returned, also with a tall woman. Diagram of the Avenue of the Heavens