Chapter 774: Fantasy
It's really helpless...
Locke looked out of the window boredly, and said that he would go out for a private visit, which was pulled back. Come back, come back, and send me to Noris's estate... Is this to make the agents of the Security Service, staring at me?
Locke looked back across the table, the guy named Turner, already fidgeting...
In fact, he went to Turner to find out what kind of impact his policy had on the people of Lordaeron, what ordinary people think, and what businessmen think? Is there any real help to people's lives...
Originally, he could just find a hotel to ask these words, but this kind of place, first of all, scared him, so how to say...
As Locke looked around, he soon saw the long-popular game on the table...
Locke brushed his left hand over the table and picked up the thick stack of cards on the tray...
"Come on Hearthstone cards? Mr. Turner? β
"No, Master Murphy," Wilson looked up and smiled nervously, "I don't have time to learn it... I have a family... There are four more children to raise. β
"Oh, that's a pity," Locke nodded, "it's actually quite easy to ease our nerves.... It's good for where we are now. β
"You see, this is a hero card, it's a main card. We...."
"Master Murphy, if you have something to ask me directly, I guess you hired me, didn't you let me play cards with you here?" Wilson looked at Locke and smiled hard, "You are the investigating officer of the Prime Minister, and you must have a lot of things to do. I'm not meant to take up too much of your time..."
Hearing him say this, Locke casually cut the cards in his hand, he had many things to ask, and there was no suitable identity like him.
Nodding, Locke sat up straight and looked at the embarrassed man in front of him.
"As one of the few people in the kingdom who has knowledge, what do you think of the kingdom's recent reform policies? Don't be perfunctory to me, it's just the two of us here, and what is said here will never be heard by a second person. With that, Locke beckoned outside, and immediately an attendant came over, the man lowered his head, Locke muttered in his ear for a while, and the attendant nodded respectfully and left.
The door to the cubicle was closed from the outside, and the room was silent, as if the air had frozen.
Wilson, who had been silent for a long time, raised his head, he took a deep breath to stop himself from being overly nervous, and just said something that made Locke's brow furrow...
"The reforms of the King and the Prime Minister, IMHO, are just a fantasy in the air."
"But it can't be said that it doesn't have any effect."
Locke habitually went to find tea to drink, but found that the tea had not been delivered, so he had to pick up the card he had just put down and rub it in his hand. "Go on, you're the first person I've ever met to say that."
Probably having already spoken, feeling that people had already been offended, Wilson simply let go and said, "Judging from these reform policies, Your Majesty and the Prime Minister are trying to fundamentally change the mode of operation of this kingdom. Let's start with the fact that if the reforms are successful, it is foreseeable that Lordaeron will truly become the most powerful country on the planet. β
"The human empire, which began to divide with the human emperor Soladin, may once again be reunited by Lordaeron's efforts. Even, it is possible that dwarves and gnomes will join in. β
"The orc horde is not going to be a threat."
Locke nodded incessantly for him to continue, this was his ultimate goal, and it was also the goal he hoped to achieve after changing the system.
"I can see the thoughts of His Majesty the King and the Prime Minister, and so can those who are knowledgeable. However, the realization of these policies does not require the support of the civilian population. Regrettably, however, there is little interest among civilians. Wilson shook his head helplessly, "Constrained by the lack of cultural knowledge, many ordinary people have been working hard to make a living all their lives. They don't have the time or the means to learn about these things. β
"Most of them are illiterate, or can only write their own names, have a limited vocabulary, can't read what is said on the billboard, and no one wants to explain to them what the bulletin board says."
Locke interjected, "Wait, I remember that the Ministry of Civil Affairs has arranged for the announcer and the affairs officer to preach these positive and negative policies..."
"My lord, you really don't know about the lives of the lower classes." There was a knock at the door, and Wilson immediately shut his mouth.
The door to the cubicle opened, and an attendant walked in with a plate of delicate snacks, a pot of tea, and a small money bag. The things were placed on the table one by one, and as he was leaving, the attendant whispered in Locke's ear for a long time, and Locke couldn't help but listen.
When the door was closed, she pushed the snack in front of him. The sweet and greasy taste of the dim sum has already made the man opposite swallow his saliva.
When Locke was about to pour tea, Wilson hurriedly stood up, grabbed the pot of tea first, and carefully poured a full cup for Locke first, and then poured him another cup...
"Talking while eating, not in a hurry. Time isβ" As he spoke, Locke pushed the ordinary money bag to him, "This is the payment for hiring you today..."
It was obvious that Wilson liked the plate of dim sum, but he didn't pick up even a piece to eat. He just held the tea in both hands, and looked at the bulging money bag next to him in a daze...
Not much, in Locke's opinion, there was only 1 gold coin, and Locke just asked the attendants to exchange it for a hundred silver coins. But in Wilson's eyes, that's a lot of money...
After taking a careful sip of tea, Wilson loosened the button of his suit under his neck, and his face turned rosy, "Thank you... Thank you... Thank you on behalf of my wife and children. Mistress Murphy..."
"It's just your payment, you're now hired by me..."Locke stroked the mustache on his chin, and for a moment he didn't say a word.
"Say, the more detailed you are, the more you can help people. Because of what you said, I will report back to the Prime Minister and His Majesty the King. Locke smiled and comforted him, "Of course, whether Your Majesty will see me or not will be another moment." β
"Then I'll continue," Wilson continued, after a moment's thought, "as I said, the commoners are busy making ends meet, and they can't read, and in fact they don't have access to these things in their daily lives. Naturally, they don't pay attention to what kind of laws and policies His Majesty the King and the Prime Minister have promulgated. Only when there is leisure and need help will I seek help from the pastor in my community. β
"Your Excellency, you have said, the announcer will preach the new laws and the policies of the Kingdom along the streets. But my lord, did you see the announcers preaching this? β
Locke shook his head at Wilson's questioning, but he didn't see it, in fact, not even the affairs officer in charge of the billboard. Could it be that the area is too big to preach elsewhere? Or did you just not come out to work at all?
Perhaps seeing Locke's doubts, Wilson explained, "No, Your Majesty, it's not that they're not diligent enough. It's that they're just like ordinary people..."
"The announcer is just a little stronger than the average person, and the vocabulary is not very strong. Many of them are not even literate, and the job of a public notice is a kind of help that the town hall has arranged for those who are desperately in need of their work. Some of them are like me, and they have many children to take care of. β
"They want to do the job well, and they have to force themselves to memorize decisions that make it seem like the adults are struggling to do so. But the effect is not good... Often, when they recite to the end, they forget what comes before. Even when preaching on the streets, I misremember and confuse what I have memorized..."
"A few days ago, there were many announcers on the streets to promote the new policies of the kingdom, but the end result was that the town hall had to recall them from the streets in a hurry..."
"The officials of things, as a new special group of people in the kingdom, are below the group of nobles and lords, and above the people. Due to the disparity in status, the people rarely became close to them. So even if some of them can explain the policies and laws, not too many people listen to what they have to say..."
"The public is more interested in how the officials get these identities. I am interested in the story of what they have done to get to where they are now..."
"They don't blend in with the people..."
"So it seems to me that the reforms of Your Majesty and the Prime Minister are like a pavilion in the sky..."Wilson made a gesture with a huge plate of dishes on top, but none of the civilians supporting it below. See? My lord? That's what the New Deal is doing right now. β
"His Majesty the King and the Prime Minister are also working hard to change this to the situation," Locke continued with a nod of acknowledgement, "and they have made a lot of efforts to do so..."
"No, no, no! Master Murphy," said Turner Wilson, shaking his head, disapprovingly, "what grown-ups think of as helping civilians seems to me more like charity. But that's exactly what happened... The nobles threw away what they didn't need, or what they didn't need, or what they didn't need, and what they didn't need, or what they didn't need, and what they didn't need, and what they didn't need, and what they didn't need, or what they didn't need, and what they didn't need, or what they didn't need, From the outside, it seems that the commoners have benefited and earned money. The quality of life has improved, but the end result is that ordinary people are still working for the adults,"
"This is no different from the tenants who became the nobles and lords in the past, and the special place is there, and the means of exploitation are more hidden. It's so secret that most people can't find out what's going on! They would raise their voices and ask why I worked so hard and ended up with nothing?!! β