"Hey, young man, what do you do?" An old man under the tree noticed Viller approaching, and he asked as he fanned the wind with a straw hat.

Weller subconsciously glanced at the sleeve on his arm, and then suddenly woke up, these people were illiterate, and hurriedly responded: "Hello uncle, my name is Viller, and I am from the propaganda team." ”

"Propaganda team?" Several people under the big tree looked at each other, with some doubts in their hearts.

The old man who had just spoken out smacked his dry lips and said, "When did the territory have a propaganda team?" Young people, what are you propagating? ”

"It's not going to be a tax hike, is it?" A sturdy man said worriedly.

"What nonsense, when did the lord raise taxes?" Someone immediately retorted.

"I think it's going to be conscripted again, after all, it's not peaceful every year."

……

Everyone was arguing with each other, and all kinds of outrageous speculations popped out of their mouths, and they were so disturbed that young Ville suddenly didn't know how to interject.

The old man saw his embarrassment just now, and patted his knee with his big hand full of cracks and said, "Okay, can you fight for a result with a red face and a thick neck, listen to this Mr. Wheeler!" ”

The old man seemed to have a high reputation in the crowd, and as soon as he spoke out, the people who had been arguing immediately died down, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at Willer.

Willer glanced at the old man gratefully, and with a little hurry, he took out a small notebook from the small satchel he was carrying, and said to everyone:

"Uncles, it's not about raising taxes or conscripting soldiers, it's a good thing this time."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly showed signs of commotion again, the old man's eyes were horizontal, and everyone immediately calmed down, but the curiosity in his eyes could not be concealed.

The old man's swarthy face showed a smile, and he beckoned to Viller, "Young man, come, sit here and talk." ”

Willer Yiyan came to the old man and sat down not far away, looked at the group of croppers in front of him and said, "Uncle, what do you think of the current taxes?" ”

The old man smiled and said: "Of course it's great, since the lord came to this land, he has been lightly served, like the previous poll tax, which is now long gone, and our families dare to have babies."

The field endowment has now been reduced from 60 percent to 40 percent now, and every household can not only eat enough, but also have a lot of surplus grain. There is no fire consumption in handing over food, unlike in the past, when Master Yaqi was here, a household that handed over grain had to pay dozens of pounds of fire consumption.

I have lived for more than fifty years, and I have never seen such a generous and benevolent nobleman as Lord Lord, and many times it feels like a dream when I think about it. ”

The old man sighed with emotion, and the faces of the people around him also showed expressions of approval, the current life is much better than before, and they couldn't stand up straight with all kinds of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes in the past.

Seeing that the people loved Lane so much, Willer couldn't help but smile on his face: "Uncle, what I'm going to talk about today is related to tax cuts. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately exploded, and a man said with a face full of disbelief: "Lord Lord, still want to reduce taxes?" ”

"It's impossible, I've seen the forty percent tax for the first time in my life, how can I still reduce it?"

"yes, I don't think it's likely."

……

"Quiet, quiet!" The old man loudly stopped everyone's discussion, looked at Willer with a little excitement and said, "Lord Lord, do you really want to reduce taxes?" ”

"Of course, but this time it's a little different. ”

"What do you say?" Everyone hurriedly came up.

"Don't worry, everyone, listen to me read it to you carefully." After reassuring everyone, Viller opened the small book in his hand:

"The lord has decreed that after the spring ploughing, an 'education for all' program will be carried out, so that all people in the realm can receive education for free.

At present, the Ministry of Education, which is subordinate to the Department of Government Affairs, has built 15 primary schools in two cities and 12 towns in the territory. ”

A group of farmer men looked at each other, the word knowledge was too far away for them, and they couldn't understand it at all after they spent all day digging in the field.

"Wait, you mean everybody is going to school? What about the crops, but the days are over? ”

"That's right, reading and writing is what the aristocratic lord does, why are we old people learning those things?"

Seeing that everyone's understanding was a little off, Viller quickly stood up and said loudly: "Everyone listen to me, everyone listen to me."

Learning is not for everyone to put down their work, primary school is for children, and you want to go to night school, so you will not delay everyone's crops.

Moreover, this time it is all voluntary, you can go at any time as long as you want, and you can go at any time, there is absolutely no mandatory meaning, and it is free!

But! Ladies and gentlemen, learning has real benefits for you. The lord ordered that every household, over the age of twelve and under the age of forty, if all illiterate, should still pay the tax at the rate of forty percent.

If all of them are out of illiteracy, they will pay the tax according to the standard of 30% in the future, and if only half of them are out of the illiterate group, they will pay 30% and a half, which is a real benefit. ”

The big words of Sancheng tax smashed into everyone's hearts like a sledgehammer, shaking their heads.

You must know that they used to have to pay sixty percent of the grain, thirty percent, that is directly cut in half, they have lived under the rule of the aristocratic class for so many years, four achievements are already unheard of, let alone thirty percent.

It can be said that looking at the entire kingdom of Tistan, it is absolutely impossible to find where the thirty percent tax is, and I am afraid that if I say it, I will be regarded as a fool.

"You, you, what you say is true?" The old man was very excited, and he was a little unfavorable when he spoke.

Willer nodded affirmatively, "Of course, the town's notices have been pasted up now, and you can see them when you go back." ”

Everyone blew up the nest with a "boom", and all of them had green eyes, and now who doesn't know, as long as Kana collar is pasted on the notice board, there is nothing that has not been realized.

Now they just say it's posted on the notice board, and to them, it's more true than anything else.

This group of farmers was like a hungry wolf seeing meat, and with a "whoosh" made Villeri out, and began to ask all kinds of questions.

It was as if they had changed from a pack of hungry wolves to bees, and the questions they asked were so loud that he didn't know which one to answer for a while.

The old man saw the opportunity quickly, and shouted angrily: "Be quiet, ask one by one!" ”

The old man had been a soldier before and had a high prestige, and when he spoke, everyone suddenly fell silent, and looked at Willer.

"If you want to ask, you ask first." The old man pointed to a middle-aged man with an honest face.

The man hurriedly squeezed in front of Viller, held it for a long time, and then scratched his head, and asked embarrassedly: "That one, what is illiterate." ”

The old man suddenly rolled his eyes, kicked him on the buttocks, and scolded: "What are you illiterate, you are illiterate like a bear." ”

He has seen the world in the end, and he knows a few big characters, although he has not heard of the word illiteracy, but he can guess according to the literal meaning.

Illiterate, including their group, are all illiterate.

He looked at the group of ignorant croppers around him, but he still didn't seem to understand, so he couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand and look up to the sky and sigh.

Naturally, Wüler remembered his mission and mission, although the question was ......

Obviously, no peasant could resist the temptation of a 30% tax, and they asked dozens of questions, and Wüler answered them one by one.

At first, he was a little busy, but gradually he became more confident and confident, became more and more calm, and soon completed the propaganda work.

Then he and the captain met up and hurried to the next place without stopping. Already experienced, Wühler is becoming more and more familiar with his work.

But work is not all smooth sailing, there will always be a variety of situations, fortunately, although he is young, his brain is very fast, and some emergencies he can always solve in a timely and reasonable manner.

The propaganda work was carried out for more than half a month, and more than 100 people visited almost all the places where there were people, and because the interests were large enough, most of them were relatively supportive.

Although I don't think I can use what I have learned, the temptation of tax cuts is enough to make them bite the bullet, even if it is rote memorization.

Plans are going according to Lane's expectations, and in the blink of an eye, it is late April, and May is the official start of school.

In order to ensure that there were no accidents, Lane personally and the Minister of Education, Wadwen, carried out the final verification and control, and during the work of the propaganda team, they had already inspected various primary schools and education sites.

The faculty was already in place, and Ryan spent a lot of money to recruit a group of "intellectuals", and they were personally trained by Wadwen for a period of time.

Lane doesn't need them to teach esoteric knowledge, and the elementary school level is simple Chinese, mathematics, history, ideological education, etc.

For the evening students, they even only teach Chinese and simple mathematics, which is quite simple.

More esoteric knowledge Lane does not need them to teach, at present, there is only one middle school in the entire Cannaling Middle School, built in Dorman City, with Wadwin himself as the principal, and the teachers are the same as the original school.

The school and teachers are all in place, and the next step is the teaching materials.

Last year, Herveen had been working on the construction of the printing plant, which had been completed at the beginning of the year, and the movable type printing technique had been invented by Ryan a long time ago, and it had been useless before, so it was time to see how powerful it could be.

Just now, the person in charge of the printing house sent someone to send news that the teaching materials for teaching had been printed, no, Ryan and Wadwen rushed over non-stop.

The textbooks that had already been cut and bound were neatly piled up in the warehouse, and there were tens of thousands of them, all of which were for elementary school students, and there was no such treatment for night schools.

Ryan picked up a copy casually, although the workmanship was a little rough, but it was extremely rare in this era, the slightly yellowed paper, the lingering fragrance of ink, he suddenly seemed to be sitting in the classroom of his previous life.

It's just that those faces in memory have long since become blurred.

"You really can do anything, and this otherwise barren and hopeless land has been given a new lease of life in your hands." Wei Devin stroked these brand-new books and couldn't help but sigh.

He was one of the first people to follow Ryan, and over the years, he saw everything in his eyes.

In the past few years, Ryan's various plans have been one after another, if he were replaced by ordinary people, he would have played himself to death so early, but Ryan has always been able to promote these plans perfectly without waves.

Instead of playing himself to death, he gave the territory a new lease of life.

Hearing this, Ryan shook his head and said, "You're talking too much, I've not done enough, and it's not good enough." ”

His own family knows his own affairs, he is actually a very mediocre person, but he is lucky to live two lives, and most of what he does is to copy the experience of his predecessors and draw cats and tigers.

It was originally a big truth from the bottom of his heart, but it fell into Wei Dewen's ears and it was more like a kind of self-humility, which couldn't help but make him admire it a little more.

"You invented this ...... Well, the multiplication formula table, it's really convenient and fast, it looks simple, but no one has ever thought of it before. ”

Wadwin opened a math book and pointed to a multiplication table in amazement, believing it to be a great invention.

Speaking of this multiplication table, Ryan also didn't expect it, because in his opinion, this is a common sense thing, in the previous life of China, Qin Shi Huang already had a multiplication formula table, who would have thought that this world actually didn't have it, he didn't find it at all.

It wasn't until one day that Fitlore asked him why he was calculating so fast that he realized that there was no such thing in this world, so he had to act as a porter again and invent the ninety-nine multiplication table.

"There is nothing wrong with this batch of textbooks, and the next step is to start distributing them to various schools, and I hope that under the temptation of interests, this plan can also be implemented smoothly."

Ryan did a cursory inspection, and found no obvious problems, and couldn't help but let go, this time the battle was so big, he didn't want to make a joke.

After returning to the castle, Ryan, who was planning to go back to the office to handle government affairs, saw Amy lying alone on the railing of the corridor on the second floor.

A trace of guilt flashed in Ryan's heart, he was too busy to ignore him during this time. The little one left his relatives and came to a completely unfamiliar environment alone, and he should pay more attention to him.

Thinking of this, he turned and walked towards Amy, the little one didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't notice that there was another person around him.

"What are you thinking?" Ryan leaned against the railing and looked at Amy, asking softly.

Amy suddenly woke up, looked at Ryan and said, "Uncle, I didn't think about anything, I just didn't know what I could do." ”

"What you can do depends on what you want to do, as long as I can meet it, I will support you." Ryan said as he rubbed his soft hair.

After hesitating for a moment, Amy plucked up her courage and said, "I want to join the army in the future." ”

…… (End of chapter)