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You can't have face, but you have to save face!

This seems to be a paradox, but when it comes to socializing or doing errands, it is inseparable.

As long as you do it, in this world, nothing can make you feel ashamed in your heart, but in the face, face to dress yourself up as a moral saint, then congratulations, in the social arena of fame and fortune, you will be invincible.

is like the exchange of interests between Endel and Zhou Mo in a few words, which is obviously extremely explicit, and there is no half-affection for the transaction.

But between the words, the understatement can be explicit, but the words must not embarrass people, as if the two have a deep friendship and are helping each other.

When Endel heard Zhou Mo's words, he was a little more satisfied with the newly promoted Platinum Grand Duke, but his private affairs were successfully completed, but the official affairs of the Holy See had not yet been clarified.

"Your Excellency, the divine tax and the territorial tax are so intertwined, you see?"

Endel bowed his head and lowered his posture, but the meaning of his words was to inch in.

Sadivan, played by Zhou Mo, frowned slightly.

This attitude naturally looked in Endel's eyes:

"Your Excellency, I think that if the territorial tax burden is directly carried out through the channels of churches in various places, the Platinum Grand Duke's territory will be directly tied to the Holy Seagod Holy See, I think this will be beneficial to Your Excellency the Platinum Grand Duke!"

The words sounded good, as if he was thinking about Sadivan, but the implication of the words, Endel understood, Zhou Mo understood, this was the request of the Holy Seagod Holy See!

"In that case, it can only be so!"

His expression faded, and Saddivan said this, then thought about it, and said:

"God is like the sea, and it must be the fairest, isn't it, Ndel?"

Endel lowered his head and frowned, this platinum duke is very difficult to deal with, and the question is naturally a nonsense, this kind of words It is impossible for Endel to give a negative answer.

But if he really agreed, he left a handle, and if something happened in the future, today's words would be the reason for Sadiwen's trouble.

What kind of virtue is the church below the Holy See, Endel naturally knows very well in his heart, it can be said that something is certain, and it is strange if something does not happen.

In fact, Reewen put Endel next to Sadeven to lay the groundwork for the possible contradictions and problems between the first aristocratic realm and the theocracy, to put it bluntly, Endel is going to wipe the ass of the clergy!

Therefore, Endel can't just agree to this.

Fortunately, being able to be seen by Reven-Naron and entrusted with the important task, Endel's own convoluted reaction will only be commendable.

"This is nature, God is naturally the most fair, and whoever fails God's kindness, God will surely send down a flame and burn it!"

This was Undel's way of coping, in the vernacular, telling the Platinum Grand Duke that even if the clergy committed a crime, the Holy See itself would have to judge.

Zhou Mo smiled, then didn't say anything, waved his hand, and signaled that Endel could retreat.

Endel withdrew from Zhou Mo's room with interest, the reason why he was so obedient was because he was still in the army, and he had approached the bottom line of the platinum duke, if he provoked again, he was likely to be directly beheaded by the platinum duke by military law!

Seeing Endel go down, Zhou Mo finally showed a smile on his face.

"Next, my business is to wait, wait for the ray of light that will emerge from the darkest of darkness!"

The castle of the Grand Duke of Platinum was quickly built after Zhou Mo continued to wage wars, depriving all those who resisted of their civilian status and beating them into slaves.

Under the ashlar stones that can be immortalized for thousands of years, the bones of at least 100,000 slaves are buried.

But when Zhou Mo leaned on the chaise longue, accompanied by two beautiful maids, bathed in the sun, looking at the vast and boundless scenery, and sipping fragrant milk tea, he felt that this world was actually very beautiful.

"This year's taxes, let people keep an eye on it, in addition to the necessary expenses of the army and the castle, lock all the materials, I have a lot of use!"

The middle-aged butler retreated silently.

Outside the castle, Zhou Mo's order was learned by Endel the fastest.

"All supplies are going to be locked?" Endel asked the butler of Platinum Archduke's Castle with a frown.

The housekeeper nodded expressionlessly, then took out an account book and said:

"This is the amount of wealth that should be confiscated to Platinum Castle this year, according to His Excellency the Grand Duke's statistics, please send it to Bishop Endel as soon as possible!"

Endel's brows furrowed even deeper, he took the account book, and after looking at it a few times, he saw that the single-digit amount of copper coins of the gods had been counted, and the whole person's heart was broken!

"This is the account book taken out by the Grand Duke, on what basis did His Excellency calculate such an accurate amount?"

The housekeeper was still expressionless, but he had body language, spread his hands, and said:

"The Grand Duke began to count the number of civilian families in the territory three months ago, as well as the area of land reclaimed, as well as the per capita income, these are all accurately calculated by the Grand Duke himself, you can rest assured, the Platinum Castle deserves, not a single copper coin can be less, but it does not belong to the Platinum Castle, and the Grand Duke will not take more than a copper coin!"

This kind of quota restriction and tax collection method that only looks at the numbers is something that Zhou Mo can imagine, which can protect his own interests and indulge the freedom of the people at the bottom to the greatest extent!

Endel flipped through the books quickly, and when he finally saw the total figures, he exclaimed:

"This is impossible, the tax burden that should belong to His Excellency the Grand Duke is definitely not so much!"

The butler shook his head and said:

"No, it's this number, there can't be anything wrong, the Grand Duke led the financial staff in the castle to calculate for three whole days!"

Looking at the solemn butler, Endel knew in his heart that this number might not be wrong, but after being stripped by the lower-level personnel, the number that could really be summed up in his hands could not even reach half of this accurate number!

The Holy See has discussed several times the establishment of a formal financial institution, but it has been delayed because of the disagreement of the majority.

"Go back and tell your Grand Duke that this number is absolutely impossible, maybe he is correct, but he is unrealistic!"

The butler, still expressionless, said:

"His Excellency said that if Bishop Endel said so, he would only have to talk directly to the Holy Sea God, and the noble property was sacrosanct, which was the promise of the Holy Sea God!"

Endel got up in a rage and roared:

"Please tell the Grand Duke of Platinum that the words of the gods are not to be blasphemed, and the holy sea god has never said this!"

The housekeeper shook his head and said:

"If God hadn't said this, then there should have been divine power descending at this time, God has not denied it, Bishop Endel, you are not qualified to question it!"

The scene froze.

Endel turned and went into the inner chamber and got in touch with Reven-Naron.

"Your Highness, when did the Divine Sea God have made such a promise? Grand Duke Platinum has such an intention of blaspheming the true god, and the true god should immediately descend his divine power as a punishment!"