Chapter 207: The Strong and the Weak
Although Sigmar lacks due respect for the Imperial family due to certain old grudges and the natural prickly temper of the Washington family, the necromancer is still unsparing in some aspects of the Empire.
For example, the ruler's strong desire for centralized power was realized by the eloquence of several emperors, and the administrative reorganization that greatly reduced the territory directly under the empire was the most proud hand of the empire in hundreds of years. As Sigma commented before, although this great change divided a large number of eastern territories, but also cleared out all the real power of the big nobles in the country, the officials of the nine provinces were appointed by the emperor and the cabinet, and the new administrative system was based on a strict talent training and selection mechanism, rather than being entrusted to all classes of nobles like the Northern Dynasty - this practice can be called a deviant in the Norren continent, after all, the aristocratic feudal system of the First Empire is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but it has thousands of years of experience in the previous life, Sigma, who understands centralization and the modern administrative system, sees this as a revolutionary change.
However, there is no perfect thing in the world, and even if there is, it will gradually deteriorate under the influence of imperfect human hearts - just like the modern administrative system that he claimed to be efficient and honest in his previous life, it will still derive countless evils because of people's desires, and any political system has advantages and disadvantages, advantages will be boasted, and disadvantages will be whitewashed, for example, political donations and bribes are actually the same meaning of different political systems, but the end is not very different, in the same way, XX doctrine with OO characteristics is actually the meaning of HHISM......
β¦β¦ Ahem, I'm saying that asceticism with self-sustaining characteristics is actually the meaning of self-masturbation. Just as a certain person who has cultivated to a high level of dampness asks you, "Can you hold on to yourself?" then he means "Can you masturbate by yourself?" You need to know that heterosexuals are all going to die", I personally advise. At this time, the standard answer is to take off your pants, raise the flag manually, and then smile proudly at the big humidity, "It's not the wind moving, it's not the chicken moving, it's the desire to move, ask for the humidity for me." You can try it, this kind of unhindered wit will definitely make the other party hide his face and go away in shame - so you who want to distort the words of OO characteristics are all problematic. Go and read the junior high school politics textbook from beginning to end......
The topic comes back to the fact that since the modern administrative system that claims to be scientific, democratic, and transparent will give rise to such and such problems, then the imperial administrative system is not much better, although it is indeed very conducive to rule, but it will also cause problems of one kind or another. Just like the problems that Chenguang Town is facing right now.
First of all, there is the question of the personal position of the officials.
Recommended place. After countless competitions and evaluations, he finally stood out and pledged his allegiance to the emperor, arranged by the imperial administrative personnel department, and then officially stepped into the imperial officialdom. Embark on a long road to promotion -- this system of selecting officials is good, but everyone has their own interests. It took a lot of hard work to get the position of a powerful civil servant, so can you let it go casually? It must be known that although the imperial law is strict, but the welfare benefits will be paid in full every year, and the supervision department will also turn a blind eye to the gray income part that is not very important, after all, "if you want to get rich, don't be an official" is one thing, "if you want to be an official, you have to be a poor force" is another thing, and the civil servants who do practical things are forced too hard, and all those who have the ability leave their jobs to find another way, who will do the grassroots work? In the end, the incumbent civil servants are either wine bags and rice bags, or they are rich in the family and don't look down on the old man who has a "village sage" background or a local tyrant recruiting a son-in-law......
Therefore, the officials selected under this system are the dogs fed by the emperor's majesty with a handful of shit and urine, and they both belong to the ruling class, and naturally inherit the strong desire of the feudal rulers to centralize power. For the benefit of the people? Wrong! It is to maintain the rule of His Majesty and suppress civil illegal armed organizations such as the Holy See and the Mercenary Guild! It is to let the mud legs understand that the sky and the earth are big, and the emperor is the biggest!
In this case, if the discerning superiors and even the emperor knew that there was a small town in the distant province of Sabre, the mayor of the town was a fool who had failed the emperor's grace, and had actually become the echo worm of the papal bald heads and vulgar mercenaries, and the other party's words would have caused the officials of the empire to run and break their legs, cost the people and money, and make the people of a town suffer - if there was a flood, it would have been enough, if only a few river embankments had collapsed, the ground had been flooded, and a few small floods had occurred sporadically...... Are you kidding me?
Not to mention that he will be squinted by the people under his rule, not to mention that he will become a laughing stock of his colleagues, I believe that the anger from the empire will completely annihilate the future of this poor grassroots official, and let his life's efforts, the expectations of his family, and his hard work completely come to naught.
Do you dare to make the decision to mobilize all the people in the villages under your rule for the sake of a word from a mage of unknown origin?
Sigma is pessimistic.
As for bypassing the town government and relying on the prestige of the Mercenary Guild and the Holy See among the people to organize the villagers, it is even more unreliable. Although due to various limitations, the tentacles of the imperial administrative system cannot be extended to the lowest level of villages, but the emperor is the emperor, and the recruitment system of each village has made up for this deficiency to a large extent, when a demobilized veteran returns to his hometown with the glory of a soldier, broad knowledge, and recognition and loyalty to the empire, and becomes an old man or even a leader in the village, what does it mean? It means that they are no longer simple to the point of being a little ignorant villagers, and in the face of such a major event as the mobilization of the whole village, the discipline and obedience of the soldiers make them only recognize the administrative letter from the imperial government!
Sigma's previous sigh came from this, and he already understood the trickiness of the matter.
It is not difficult to win the trust of the mercenaries and the Holy See.
Even a village patrol old man in White River Village can fiddle with something similar to a rain gauge, the priest's church in the town naturally has a more advanced method, and Dean Renault, as a paladin at the pinnacle of silver, can also sense the chaotic oppression from the dull clouds.
Baron Freman knew Sigma's origin and identity to his words. Naturally, I will be convinced.
The fierce clash last night must have been identified by the townspeople.
The old butler approached the mercenary guild as a golden warrior, and he was a sensible man.
So on the premise that the two major forces in the town were already worried and skeptical about the anomalous celestial phenomena. The Sigma and views that Eisen brought with him would have become a big iron rod that would have overwhelmed the camels and made them draw sensible conclusions.
But in the end, they are only civilian forces, and it may be difficult to convince the officials in the town.
Heavy rain and muddy roads. Fortunately, the road was paved with gravel, and the carriage was specially modified, so it still arrived at the town government office smoothly. Eisen stood at the door, looking anxiously, and a hint of joy appeared on his face when he saw the three of them coming: "I knew that Mr. Sigma would definitely come......"
The guards guarding the door wanted to speak. Swept away by Sigma with kind eyes. Frozen there not daring to move, Sigma nodded: "Let's go in and have a look...... Is it? β
"Yes, Mr. Oliver and Dean Reynolds noticed something unusual about the weather, and were a little skeptical after hearing the news I brought, but Baron Freman and Grandpa firmly agreed with you, so everyone came to the conclusion that the villagers should be evacuated as much as possible, so they came to the mayor of the town together." Eisen briefly introduced the situation and sighed. "But ......"
While talking, the four of them came to the conference hall on the second floor. The sound insulation of the wooden door was poor, and the roar of Dean Renault came from inside: "Lord Town! And three more! Now is not the time for you to hesitate or be afraid to take responsibility! You are officials of the Empire! It is the protector and leader of the people! This terrible weather will surely cause a terrible flood that will kill countless people! Please hurry up and make a decision! β
"Dean Renault, our decision has been informed to you! This matter is too serious, evacuating the villagers and relocating them in Chenguang Town is easy to say, but it is too difficult to implement! I can't give such an outrageous order because of this news, it's ridiculous! A slightly younger voice rang out, sounding like the mayor of Morninglight.
Dean Reynold's voice became more and more impatient: "Mr. Sheriff, who has the task of monitoring the hydrology and dealing with the famine, didn't he tell you about the abnormal rainfall situation!?" β
"More than a dozen hours of rain doesn't say anything at all! It takes at least two days of rainfall observations to set up a temporary hydrological table! Don't you hydrologists of the Holy See even know this! β
"There was a mage who risked his life and flew directly above the cumulonimbus cloud to observe the elemental movement! This is much more useful than hydrological observation tables! His advice is to prepare for the worst! The paladin seemed to suppress his anger and exclaimed, "I know what you're trying to say!" But the people present are all the biggest names in the town, and we are here together, is it just to play you a trick? Is the news that we all agree on just a ridiculous joke? β
"But you're not me! Damn it! I'm the mayor! I am! The mayor exclaimed, "Good, good! If you insist, I'll write down the situation here, send someone to the county as soon as possible, and wait for the magistrate's decision!" β
"The weather is so bad, how much time is wasted this time and again! Floods can erupt at any time, time is of the essence, and a minute earlier can save many lives, now is not the time for you to look ahead and look backwards! Mayor Town! The sound of slapping the table rang out, accompanied by Renault's roar, "Don't think I don't know your little abacus!" You're afraid of taking responsibility, so kicking the ball to your boss isn't a good thing either! He'll probably kick the ball back to you again! This time is wasted! β
Sigma listened outside the door and couldn't help but shake his head, Oliver and the others were inside, but he still pushed the straight-tempered Renault out to fight with the mayor, are you still playing tricks at this time......
There was a deathly silence in the conference room, and after a long time, the mayor's calm voice rang out: "There is no waste of time coming and going. At the very least, I can build a complete hydrographic record, gather evidence, and get the prefect's authority to 'make a decision on the fly' during this time, and spread the responsibility ......."
"You! This! Piece! Family! Companion! Renault's furious roar sounded again, accompanied by the sound of tables and chairs shaking and slamming, and the noise of everyone, Eisen was startled and pushed open the door, everyone in the room stood up, and Dean Renault jumped directly onto the table and stepped over the long conference table. A twenty-seven-eighteen-year-old young man grabbed his collar and lifted it up, shouting, "You are the mayor of this town!" What about your oath at the time of your inauguration! Your people need you! How can you be so selfish! Isn't these countless lives worth as much as your official hat? Oh, yes! It is troublesome to evacuate and resettle the villagers! In case there is no flooding. It's not just trouble! I, Renault, am not a fool and understand your concerns! But is that why you're holding back? Aren't you ashamed to put your people at risk, gambling with their lives, on a possibility, just because you're afraid of taking responsibility! Don't you feel a troubled conscience! β
The anger of the silver-level powerhouse exploded, and even shocked the people who wanted to step forward to dissuade them.
The young mayor didn't seem to be affected in any way. Glancing at Sigma's side, he showed a smile that seemed to be sneering: "The face you haven't seen before, is this the mage who risked his life to fly above the clouds?" It's really a warm face. Willing to walk through dangerous thunderclouds for people they don't know...... Unfortunately, I didn't know him, I didn't know where he was, I didn't know what his credit was. I don't know what he is like. So his words cannot be taken as strong evidence. β
Freman hesitated and tried to speak, but was stopped by Sigma with his eyes.
The power of the necromancer can allow Sigma to stab this mayor to death at will, the status of the Reaper family, the power of the Death Realm, can make him not have to be punished after killing the rank and file officials of the empire, but. That's all.
Compared to the ethereal realm of death and the Washington family far west, for this mayor. Far from having the deterrent effect of the imperial law and the emperor's perception of the actual existence of zΓ i, it is not a system in the first place, and even if it is to reveal one's identity, it is not of much use.
So Sigma just sneered, nodded approvingly, and said, "The emperor has a good dog." β
He's right! You're just an emperor's dog! The dog that is running after the bones thrown by your Emperor XiΓ ! You only care about yourself! I only care about how to complete the tasks assigned by your majesty! Hinder the Holy See! Suppress the mercenaries! I don't care if the people live or die! This Mr. Sigma is only an outsider, and he is willing to risk his life to cross the thunderclouds and obtain precious elemental information, he is ten thousand times more noble than you! And you! Renault stared at the mayor tightly, and a word burst out from between his teeth, "You scumbag, you betrayed your mission, you ignore thousands of weakling, you don't deserve ......"
The paladin was surprised to find that instead of struggling, the mayor of the town, who was held in the air, had a sneering smile on his face, and he grinned silently.
A low, hoarse voice came out of his mouth.
"Dogs? Scum? Weakling...... Hahahahaha, weakling! What a merciful and kind paladin! What a group of good people who are old and warm! You are all great good people! I'm the only one who is scum! Bad apple! Bastard! He burst out laughing, his voice as shrill as a night owl, and the officials of the Empire hissed, "You Holy See are great heroes!" Great people! Great good man! Never gave up on a weak person - where did you go when my Abba died in a mining disaster! In order to bring up the four of us, my aunt worked three jobs a day, got up early and was greedy for darkness, and she was sick, where did you go! In order to allow me to go to school, my two younger brothers farmed for others and helped people pull fiber, and the younger brother went to work as an apprentice, and was killed by the drunken blacksmith, where did you go! I, a country man, went to the college in the city, reluctant to eat, reluctant to wear, ridiculed, despised, bullied, beaten, wrote homework for rich people, and was almost framed and expelled, where did the kind-hearted old man go! β
He stretched out his hands, clamped Renault's wrists tightly, looked directly at the enraged Silver Knight like a wounded wolf, and roared, "Our family! Didn't rely on anyone! Didn't ask anyone! Live with your waist straight! I didn't expect pie to fall from the sky, there was a kind-hearted lord to help us! I was desperately sent to study by my family, and I climbed out of the mud by myself, how much I suffered, how tired I suffered, and left behind those who relied on my family background and stinky money to get ahead, and with my true skills, the son of a miner, also became an upright state official! I want to repay my mother, feed my two brothers, let my family no longer suffer, so that my children and my brother's children will not have to suffer what we have suffered! That's what I want to do the most! And you, you guys who are well-born and have the ability to be kind all day long, but they came over and asked me to be your echo worm for a reason to catch the wind and catch shadows, when the flood comes, you are the great benevolent people who save lives, and the flood did not come, but I will be attacked by my boss because of this matter! Dismissed! Jailed! My aunt got up early and worked in the dark and was gossiped, my brother was yelled at for people to farm, my little brother was beaten to death as an apprentice doing rough work, and the future I earned with my life was all in vain because of your group of old men who are so kind but have never taken pity on our mother and son! Only those villagers are weak! Only their lives matter! Who will take care of the lives of Lao Tzu! I should have lost my position for them! Let my grandma go to work again! Let my brother go farming again! Make all my years meaningless! β
He used all his strength, as if to vent all the grievances and anger of all these years, and roared at Renault: "Are you kidding me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! β
Renault had already opened his mouth sluggishly, and as soon as he subconsciously let go, Mayor Marew slumped back into his chair.
There was a dead silence in the conference room, and everyone was stunned by the sudden outburst of love from the young and promising mayor.
"So...... That's my reply. The mayor took a few breaths and said softly, "I will not make a decision on my own for the sake of a piece of news that cannot be determined to be true or false, let alone change the position of the imperial officials because of the persuasion of the priests and mercenaries, my qiΔ was given by His Majesty the Emperor, I am his dog, and the dog should not disobey his master's will." β
He stood up, raised his head, looked at Renault, and said indifferently: "If the flood really comes, I will fulfill my duties as mayor of the town, and my oath, to fight to protect my peopleβthis is the responsibility entrusted to me by His Majesty." I am not afraid of death, but my death will be registered by the Ministry of Personnel of the Empire for the death of the dead, His Majesty XiΓ personally issued a letter of condolence, as a martyr to protect the land and bequeath my family and children, so that they can be supported by the welfare of the empire, and the children will go to school, so that they will not be bullied, instead of mixing with the two major civil armed organizations, without any opinions, working the people and money, and depriving the imperial officials of their status...... Do you understand? Dean Reynolds, in my eyes, the people under my rule are nothing compared to my family. β
ββ¦β¦ Is that so? I understand. Renault was silent for a long time and whispered.
He slowly drew his sword from his belt.
Mayor Marew looked at him calmly.
"Please be a witness, I disagreed with the mayor of Chenguang Town, the sheriff and others, so I used force to coerce, snatched the seal of the mayor and others, issued false news and forged orders, and ordered the villagers to leave their hometowns and gather in Chenguang Town, during which the imperial officials swore to resist to the death, but they were all injured by the mad paladins with some abnormal heads." Dean Renault whispered, "This is the script, understand?" If anyone leaks the news, I will fight with him. β
"If you do this, no matter how you turn around, you won't be able to escape the involvement." The mayor said indifferently, "This is a rebellion, and it may also lead to a diplomatic dispute between the Holy See and the Empire, and you will fall into absolute passivity, and maybe you will be handed over to the Empire for trial." β
"I have to apologize to you, Mr. Mayor, you are a brave and strong man, I should not blame you for your actions, and I am not qualified to judge you for right or wrong, but I am not like you." Renaud jumped off the table and exhaled softly, "In your life, you have moved forward in setbacks and lived to protect your family, which is understandable. And I, in my life, have not suffered much, and I am happier than you people, so I have to take on more responsibilities, when you people can only fight for your loved family and have no time to help others, we people should connect with your share to help more people......"
"Your actions will drag down the Holy See." The mayor said lightly.
"No, because many years ago I went to Cloudsdale, and there was an old man with a white beard in big pants who patted me on the shoulder and told me something that I still remember in my heart, and as a lifelong creed, I dare not forget it at any time." Renaud patted his chest and smiled softly, "He said that the Holy See is for the weak. (To be continued......)