With the Crown Prince's personal authorization, Philip decided to step up and lead religious and social reform before the Krass Legion returned to the Fort of Atonement and the social contradictions were completely intensified, rather than waiting to be drowned by the tide of revolution!

In order to ensure that nothing was wrong, Philip first had to keep the armed forces of the capital firmly in his own hands. After the Kolas Legion went north, the Fort of Atonement still had two forces, one was the security force in the capital, which was more like a police force than an army, and the commander of the peace was his henchman, plus the cooperation of the clergy, even if there was an extreme incident of mob rebellion, he had enough strength to control the situation.

There is also an armed force is the Knights of the Templars, the guards who nominally protect the Grand Temple, but in fact Cleutz's personal army, with a total strength of 5,000 people, all of whom are elite knights, and their combat effectiveness is quite strong, and this is also a piece of Philip's heart.

Soon after he came to serve in the Far East, the Imperial Military manipulated the cabinet to send Krautz to the Far Eastern Province and installed him in the Fort of Atent to seize military power, which was actually a nail planted by the military to balance the power of the princelings.

Over the years, Philip has not tried to have a good relationship with Krautz, and has also tried to buy him with money and beauty, but unfortunately he has touched the dust. Klautz was very stubborn and did not know how to work around, and Philip could not reach a consensus with him, nor could he directly command the Order beyond him. Philip was very annoyed, in order to strengthen his military power, he had to support dangerous elements like Rudolph to fight against Krautz, and as a result, he raised a tiger and created a terrifying monster such as the "Kolas Legion", which made him face the pain of repulsion, and now he regrets it deeply.

However, Rudolph is still far from the north, and the most urgent problem to solve at the moment is Krautz. It is not difficult for Philip to imagine how this loyal dog of the imperial military will react after discovering that he indulges the people's anti-tax efforts, and also expects that Krautz and his knights will definitely use bloody means to suppress the citizens who resist taxes, so before inciting the people to protest, he has to keep this fierce "watchdog" far away, so he found an excuse to send Krautz to lead the knights to the Gobi border to exterminate the horse thieves, and take advantage of the time when this guy is drinking the northwest wind on the Gobi Desert to cook raw rice into rice. When the Far East changes take place, the general situation is in his hands, and Krautz will not be able to recover even if he finds out that he has been deceived.

As he pondered, Philip's furrowed brow furrowed. It was another sleepless night, and the morning light shone through the curtains into the attic, and along with the noisy and noisy sounds of the streets.

"Teacher! Oh no! Werther hurried in, his face full of trepidation, "Citizen...... Many citizens took to the streets to protest with slogans, and even surrounded the tax office, trying to pull out the tax inspector and throw him out of the city gate! ”

Philip didn't say anything, turned around and opened the curtains to look out into the street, and the tax building was surrounded by angry crowds, and the cries for tax resistance were rising higher and higher.

Sweeping his eyes over the surging crowd on the street, Philip turned around and smiled at the frightened young priest: "I told you a long time ago that the protesters were not thousands but tens of thousands, look at this scene, it's really spectacular!" ”

Werther hesitated for a long time, but seemed to suddenly open his mind, lowered his voice and asked tentatively, "Teacher, do you want to see more people participate in the boycott of tithes?" ”

Now Philip no longer hid it from his proud protégé, and replied lightly: "The number of participants is a direct response to public opinion, and what I want to do is to release public opinion in the Far East in a controlled way, and reflect it to those old men in the imperial capital who do not know the suffering of the people, so that they can see the consequences of implementing wrong policies." ”

"But the teacher...... I am afraid that this will violate the laws of the empire and disrupt the social order. Witt said worriedly.

Philip looked at the young man quietly: "Then please tell me, as a Perot believer who once vowed to dedicate his life to the divine cause, in your opinion, is law or justice more important, is order or fairness more important?" ”

"Of course, justice and fairness are more important!" "If law and order do not bring fairness and justice," says Witte, "then it is essentially the embodiment of tyranny." ”

Philip smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Since you are sensible, my child, what is there to worry about, my lord has shown the way, and I will go forward." ”

"Teacher, please allow me to follow you!" The young man's face flushed with excitement.

"Of course I won't stop an aspiring young man from pursuing the truth, even if it will put you in danger, okay Werther, go get me some breakfast." Philip said with a smile.

His Excellency the Archbishop had an unbelievably thirsty appetite this morning, eating a plate full of bagels, two buttered omelets, and two pints of fresh goat's milk in one goat, and wielding a knife and fork against roasted sausages, when Werther brought a visitor.

"Denis, my old fellow, it's a pleasure to see you early in the morning, sit down and have some food with me."

"Good morning, Philip, I just had breakfast at the tax office, our young master Fogel was so frightened by the protesters that he almost peed his pants and couldn't eat anything, so as not to waste food, I also wiped out his breakfast, Werther, get me some wine, my throat is about to smoke."

The quasi-legendary priest Denis was the rector of the seminary, a classmate and close friend of Philip, a theological champion in the Far East, and second only to the archbishop on the provincial council. Of course, a successful theologian is also a seasoned politician and a passionate social activist, and the tradition of the Holy See is fully embodied in Abbot Genesys, an old man of about fifty years with a red face that drinks spirits, a short but sturdy man, and a loud and powerful speech, which is the foundation of a long period of open preaching and public debate.

Philip himself had a strange, no-drink creed, but he always had a few good bottles of wine in his room for entertaining old friends. Werther poured brandy for Dean Genesy, stepped aside and bowed his hands to serve.

Denis raised his glass and drank it all, sighed with satisfaction, and opened his mouth excitedly: "Philip, I have written an open letter to all the mayors and mayors of the province according to your wishes, expressing my support for the anti-tax attitude, and I have also written to the priests, abbots and heads of the nuns in various places, inviting them to come to the Senate of the Cionement to discuss the reform of the Church to adapt to the new situation in the Far East...... In any case, this cannon has been fired, in case the last cannonball falls on our own heads, hum, you old boy, don't blame me! ”