"Sir, I am the Prime Minister... Claire Murphy in the General Office, pollster for the Prime Minister. ”

The surrounding crowd is already about to disperse, and the civilians are busy making a living, so naturally they will not be gathered here all the time. Locke watched the middle-aged man in tattered clothes look alone under the billboard for a long time, and until he was about to leave, he hurried up to him and introduced himself.

"I've been watching you for a long time, and you must have a different opinion than anyone else about His Majesty's and the Prime Minister's state reforms, right?"

The hands were caressing uneasily on the patched formal suit, and the well-dressed middle-aged man unconsciously bent down... He swallowed and foamed uneasily, and his nervous expression was unmistakable.

He's nervous, but apparently, he's not as ignorant of etiquette as other civilians, it's a man with a story.

"Ink... Lord Fei, you... Okay, I'm Wilson.... He finally knew that his left hand was placed on his left chest, and then bowed deeply to Locke, and then straightened up slightly, but still did not dare to look at Locke's face. I don't know what to say... Your Majesty and Your Majesty the Prime Minister... They all have a staff to help fix every wrong decision... Everything was fine... Very good..."

This person's grasp of etiquette is not bad, and it can be seen that this person does not have an ordinary understanding of aristocratic etiquette, maybe he is a down-and-out nobleman?

"Don't be nervous, sir. My job is to gather the different voices of the people on policy. Locke felt that he was smiling very closely, and he tried to reassure the Wilson, "The King and the Prime Minister have a staff, but you should be able to imagine... Many of the nobles were detached from the lower classes, and their ideas may only represent the ideas of their own position. Perhaps many of the kingdom's future decisions are not in the interests of the people at the bottom, but this is not what the king wants. ”

"As I said, His Majesty the King and the Prime Minister's staff are mostly composed of nobles, scholars, clergy of the Church of the Light, and a very small number of merchants."

"They are detached from civil society... I mean... This staff is not representative of all Lordaeron voices. Well, that's it! ”

"The voice of the people from below, this is what His Majesty and the Prime Minister want to hear... That's one of the reasons I'm standing here talking to you. ”

Locke smiled at the middle-aged man in front of him with his head down, but he was thinking about the situation when he was observing the billboard just now...

He found that the positive and negative of his formation had begun to show some bad signs. And the most important thing is the slow administrative efficiency, as well as the work attitude...

The first thing to put down is not to be said, and the latter is said.... Positive and negative employees just do their job, but don't do their job well.

Doing it and doing it well are two different things!

The people who carry out the above plan do not understand the true meaning of what they are doing. They just completed the tasks ordered from above step by step, in fact, this is also very helpless, for the current situation... Ordinary positive and negative employees could not comprehend Locke's intentions, and Locke could not rush to the front in everything, otherwise a hundred would not be enough. This situation can only be seen now, after all, the plus and minus have just been built, and everyone is still in the stage of exploration, so they can only make do with it first.

In the same way, the slow administrative efficiency is said to be in the past...

Therefore, culture and education still need to be popularized, and it must be popularized as soon as possible! After all, there are so many benefits... For example, improving the quality of the population and cultivating a large number of talents to enter positive and negative jobs can improve the efficiency of positive and negative operations, and the technology tree will be further unlocked....

At this moment when Locke was distracted, Wilson on the other side secretly raised his head, and looked at the policemen in red leather armor around him from time to time... The panic in his eyes was hard to hide. Correspondingly, the policemen also recognized him, and they gathered together to point fingers at him with a smile.

Aware of this, Mario immediately arranged for the hidden personnel to go to the police to find out the specific reason.

Recovering from his mental trance, Locke was surprised to find that the middle-aged man named Wilson in front of him was still standing in front of him with his head down....

Locke turned his head to look around, it was not a good place for a long chat, he beckoned to Mario, and he immediately came to Locke's side as a bodyguard. "Call the carriage and let's find a tavern and have a good chat with this Mr. Wilson."

"No... No! My lord, there is no need! I'm going to find something to do—" Wilson was a little anxious, he shook his head repeatedly, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Don't worry, I'll hire you today." Locke waved his hand, leaving Wilson speechless. Mario nodded, and turned to instruct the others. As for Locke's safety, he wasn't actually worried...

Not to mention that Locke's strength is much stronger than him, and ordinary people can't hurt him when he's on guard. Secondly, if someone really tried to murder the king in Iva... Then the Ministry of the Interior from top to bottom can all be withdrawn, and then they all go to explore the shipping route to Northrend....

When the carriage arrived, Wilson walked into the carriage with foaming at his mouth at Locke's signal and Mario's warnings, intentionally or unintentionally.

When entering the ordinary-looking, but inward-looking, but ornate and comfortable carriage, Wilson consciously sat motionless in one corner, while Mario, a strong man, huddled beside him, bowed his head to deal with the low roof of the carriage.

As the carriage briskly bumped along the stone-paved road, Locke looked carefully at the man in front of him.

Thin, rickety, fear of being hurt, and subconscious resistance and avoidance of oneself...

"Mr. Wilson, what did you do before?"

Wilson's hands rubbed nervously, sweat falling down drop by drop.

"Family... Teachers..."

"You're a governess?" Locke was surprised...

Lordaeron is not without private tutors, on the contrary there are many. Many aristocratic families would hire private tutors, and there are many types of private tutors. From etiquette to dressing, from equestrian instructors to weapon fighting, and teaching the children of nobles. From the time of King Terenus, this group of nobles gradually emerged.

However, it should be noted that most of these governesses are members or descendants of down-and-out aristocratic families. They may be in decline because of the decline of the family, or because they do not have the right to inherit the title, so they can only find a way to survive, but there are too many children of the nobles... Moreover, not every son of a nobleman has the courage to take up a sword and shield and go to the battlefield .... So they are a group of people who only rely on what they have learned... Knowledge, but knowledge is too expensive for civilians ... Fortunately, when the first war with the orcs ceased, many nobles slowly stopped sending their children to other nobles to be trained... The main reason is because most of the young sons died in that war....

As a result, their group soon came into the sight of the powerful aristocracy. The identity of the descendants of the nobility does not make the nobles ostrac, at least it was. Of course, some commoners joined in the later years of King Terenus, but they were very few. So in the years leading up to the Second Orc War, governesses began to appear, and they quickly took off.

"Which nobleman are you descended from?" Locke asked curiously, maybe he could find out his background from the book "The Relationship between the Seven Kingdoms Nobles".

"No, my lord, I am not a descendant of nobles. I was just... An illegitimate child. Perhaps thinking of his past, Wilson replied in a low voice.

All right... In fact, in terms of blood, it can be regarded as...

Locke shrugged, then smiled and said, "Ah, sorry for digressing. I'm a person who likes to dig up some historical information. Well... I used to be a historian. Before joining the Prime Minister's Office, it was..."

The carriage stopped, the door was opened from the outside...

Mario and Wilson went down first, followed by Locke.

The streets are wide, tree-lined with flowers beside the streets... Ladies and ladies in costume walked on both sides of the street...

On the outskirts of Wangcheng District, walk forward 500 meters along this road, turn a corner and walk another 1,000 meters to reach Dragon Castle.... Mario actually pulled me back again?! Locke turned his head to look at Mario with some dissatisfaction, but the latter only kept his broad back for himself, and Locke could only stare at his back...

Locke straightened his clothes, and at the invitation of the innkeeper in front of him, stepped on the red carpet and strode into the inn. Someone came to Mario's side and pulled him to whisper. Wilson, on the other hand, was a little frightened, and followed behind Locke, led by the squire at the door.

The hotels here are different from other places. Beyond the retaining wall of the hotel gate, the interior of the hotel suddenly opened up, with a space of more than 400 square meters on the left and right sides of one small cubicle after another, and in the middle there was a stage covering an area of more than ten meters, with a red carpet on it, and various musical instruments were placed in it. The surrounding walls are covered with pale yellow and solemn linen, clinging to the walls, and there is no trace of the original structure of the building.

Now that there was no one here, Locke strode all the way to the depths of the inn under the guidance of the waiter. Wilson had already lowered his head deeply and hurried after Locke. At this moment, he has begun to doubt Locke's identity...

Although the Intramuros and Noble Quarters are not closed to commoners, they are still open to the public on holidays. However, security is also the strictest here. The sheriff, who has changed his name to the police, will keep an eye on every disheveled person, and the slightest abnormal behavior will be arrested and sent to prison. I heard that it will eventually be the factory of some black-hearted businessman, where he will spend the rest of his life.

The noble servants here would also speak ill of the commoners, driving them away from stopping outside the nobles' mansions or manors...

So this is not an ideal place for civilians to beg and wander, which is why Locke can't see ordinary people here... And what surprised and frightened Wilson the most was that although he had never entered this hotel, he had heard rumors of it!

The waiters here are all elves of Quel'thas!

Every few nights, there are big receptions and art performances in the presence of Lordaeron's nobles and artists, as well as elven dance artists, who will party all night long and celebrate Lordaeron's hard-won life... Again, the cost is naturally not low... It is said that the ticket costs 10 gold coins!

That's money he could earn by being a tutor for 500 hours! And 500 class hours, it will take him more than half a year!! This is also because he is a tutor, and his income is much higher than that of civilians, if it is an ordinary person...

Alas, think so much ... Neither they nor themselves can afford to spend it anyway...