"But His Majesty's reforms were too radical, he threw the shock of industrialization to the people at the bottom, and the benefits were transferred to the upper class, countless peasants lost their land and cried out for hunger, and the entire upper class of society was still drunk with money, which is unfair. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

As Yalei spoke, his eyes were staring at the crystal glass cup in his hand, there was no expression on his face, and the hot air slowly rose from the bottom of the cup, and the atmosphere seemed unusually quiet for a while.

“......”

Richelieu looked at him in silence, forcing himself to show composure, but the hand that held the handle of the cup, trembling slightly, betrayed the true thoughts of his heart.

The man in front of him, with his hands and feet exuding the coercion of power, gave himself a strong feeling, I am afraid that it is not just as simple as a high-ranking knight...... Maybe it's the end...... Probably stronger.

It doesn't seem to be very old, it is a good time with unlimited potential, as long as you enjoy everything steadily, sooner or later you will become a hegemon, or enter the highest center of imperial power.

Obviously, as an upper-class figure in the ruling class, he can jump out of the class pattern and judge right and wrong rationally, openly oppose the transfer of interests that are beneficial to him, pity the people, and sympathize with the exploited at the bottom.

Such a person...... Isn't that the master I've been looking for!?

A storm was brewing in the young man's thoughtful mind, and countless voices were struggling to speak out, telling him to seize this opportunity to convince the people in front of him to accept his ideas and plans.

"Yes, His Majesty the Emperor has done something wrong, and industrialization is not the only way to go!" said Richelieu, forcing himself to calm down, in the most confident tone.

"Oh, Your Excellency, please feel free to speak. ”

The black-haired knight's eyes lit up, his arms flat on the table, and he made a gesture of deafness.

"The Empire's current path of industrialization is overly dependent on the power of the capitalists, and even the most precious magic stone resources are divided among private individuals, which deviates from the path of a strong country. Even if there is no problem on weekdays, once the time of national crisis comes, the cost of integrating resources will rise. Moreover, the privatization of capital means that important resources can be bought and sold, and if Rossevia weakens and causes a large amount of capital to flee, does it mean that resources are also lost!?"

The young man first pointed out the weaknesses of the present industrial system, then ruffled the capitalist's pants and smoked them, and finally laid out his thoughts:

"In my understanding, the capitalist is not equal to industry, he only plays the role of a manager, industry needs capital, but this capital does not have to come from the capitalist. In the final analysis, all industrial products are produced by our workers, why can't we workers be the masters of the factory, we can elect excellent representatives and let him run the factory on their behalf!"

"What's the difference between this and the government camp?" asked Yalei seriously.

"The difference is that the factory belongs to the workers, and we have the incentive to make it bigger, and we just need some effective reward and punishment mechanism. Richelieu replied quickly.

"It requires high quality. The black-haired knight shook his head.

"No, you don't need high quality, you only need hard indicators! The quality, pass rate, and function of the product can be listed in a planned way and completed according to the standard. There is a reward for overdoing it, and a penalty for overdoing it. The public ownership of the means of production, together with the workers' representatives, and the rational design and planning, is a new path to industrialization without worrying about capital flight. ”

The young man said categorically.

"All products can be planned by the state?" Yalei looked at him with some stagnation.

"Yes, on demand. Richelieu nodded.

"Have you ever thought about human nature?"

After a long time, the black-haired knight slowly spoke, frowning and rubbing his temples with some headaches.

"No, I don't need to think about that. ”

The young man shook his head with a straight face, and soon smiled, and said slyly:

"Those problems are the headache of the capitalists, and we workers throw ourselves into the arms of the state, produce products that are important to the state, and ensure the existence of the industrial chain. As for the humane things, leave them a headache, I don't intend to exterminate the capitalists. ”

"Hahaha!"

Yalei laughed dumbly, and at the same time applauded him heartily, making no secret of his appreciation:

"It's wonderful that you've exceeded my predictions about you, but it takes a lot of effort to convince me to agree with your ideas, such as...... Agriculture. ”

"Of course!"

The young man was in high spirits at this time, and there was nothing more moving to the thinker than meeting a confidant, who was sure that he had met him.

For the next half hour, Richelieu spoke eloquently, and the black-haired knight remained in the role of listener.

The young man's understanding of agriculture still seems to be based on the communal ownership of the means of production, and he conceived the idea of collective farms, in which the main means of production and the products of labour were owned by all the farmers. The land is owned by the state and is used by the farm in perpetuity. Collective farms are distributed according to work, and the farmer is allowed to operate the prescribed estateside gardens and household sideline businesses.

In collective farms, the basic means of production, such as large farm implements, draft animals, herds, business buildings, etc., belong to the collective. The income of the farm, after deducting the compensation for the consumption of the means of production and the withdrawal of public funds, is distributed to individual consumption according to the quantity and quality of the farmer's labor. At the same time, the farmer is allowed to keep a certain amount of gardens and small farm tools next to the house, raise a certain number of livestock and poultry, and run a household sideline business.

"Why don't you leave something human about agriculture and give it to the capitalists?" asked Yare, after listening to his speech.

"There won't be a famine in Antlasu, a spell cast, unless the elves and mages are dead, and no one cares about that bit of mana radiation in the face of hunger. After the emperor's reforms, the agricultural population today is more than enough, and there is no need to toss anymore. ”

Richelieu sold a pass, and after noticing the other party's stunned expression, he explained contentedly:

"The collective farms were not designed for Rosevia itself, but were a colonial invasion in conjunction with military operations, that is, a model of reclamation. ”

"So...... Sure enough......"

The black-haired knight chewed on the other party's words, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, because the collective farms mentioned by the other party seemed to have a lot to do in solving the problem of colonial strongholds.

The two talked for a long time, and at this time it was already "Lang has the intention of having a concubine", so they almost flirted.

"Your Excellency, if you need a piece of land to realize your vision, then I can provide it. Yalei took the initiative to invite the other party to join him.

"Appreciated. Richelieu readily agreed, full of ambition.