Walpole was a freeman in Trondheim.

Not long ago, because of an illness, in order to cure the disease, he became a serf of a local noble lord.

Fortunately, the illness was finally cured, and the wives and daughters also survived.

The autumn harvest is coming, and when the autumn harvest is over, the days will be better.

Just when the Walpoles were looking forward to this, the tax collector arrived with a team of followers.

They brought bad news: "Because of the war, this year's rent will be increased by 10 silver coins." ”

Walpole's eyes widened: "Add so many?!" ”

In the past, when he was a freeman, he earned just over a hundred silver coins a year from land and livestock.

When he became a serf, he had to pay rent, but this time he added 10 silver coins.

Even if Walpole had no mathematical skills and couldn't calculate how much more he had, he knew it was a difficult number for him to bear.

"And that's not all."

The tax officer also said that he would have to pay a licence fee.

Walpole subconsciously asked which ones were.

Then the tax collector told him almost everything he could think of.

Permission fee for tenant rights, permission fee for marrying daughters, permission fee for mills, permission fee for sending children to school

Even getting firewood or thorns, repairing fences, and repairing houses have to pay money!

"In addition, as a serf, you have some obligations to do."

"If the sons of the lord become samurai, you are eligible to participate in the celebration, but you have to pay a sum of money."

"If the lord's daughter marries, you will have to pay taxes for the dowry."

The tax collector said it very neatly, and it was obviously not the first time.

The more Walpole listened, the more shocked he became.

Hearing this, he blushed angrily: "How can the master be like this!" ”

The tax collector pouted: "This is an advanced concept that the Lord learned from England through the missionaries of the Heavenly Father. ”

"If the English can do it, how can we, as Norwegians, who are stronger than the English, not be able to do it?"

"Walpole, I warn you, you are now the serf of the master, these are your obligations, do not violently refuse to carry it out!"

"You don't do it, some people do it!"

"By the way, there is also an obligation, if you die, as a responsibility for death, you owe your best livestock to its lord."

The tax collector is gone.

Walpole sat blankly in his mud hut.

In summer and autumn, there is a bit of stuffiness in the house, with the smell of sweat and excrement, and mosquitoes buzzing around.

The wife said worriedly: "I calculated it, I added 10 more silver coins, and the family will not have any money, and the time will come to eat and harvest in the autumn."

I'll fix it."

"How can you fix it?"

"I said I'll fix it!"

"Mom and Dad."

There was already a ten-year-old daughter who stopped between the husband and wife.

Walpole looked at his daughter's cute little face, forced down his boredom, and barely squeezed out a smile.

Before the autumn harvest, the tax collector came.

Walpole pleaded in a low voice.

In exchange, he was ridiculed and beaten by the tax officer.

"Don't pay? Then let your daughter."

“！”

By the time Walpole came to his senses, he had already slashed the tax collector.

Before hacking to death, he was held by Viking warriors who followed him by the tax collector and acted as a prisoner to go to trial.

"As a serf, just because it may make the whole family hungry, I don't even fulfill my obligations and behead you!"

"Walpole!"

"Daddy!"

The sound of judgment from above.

The cries of wives and daughters.

The knife flashed.

Burst!

Hot blood stained Walpole's face.

Walpole looked up stunned and looked at the black-haired man in front of him who had hacked the executioner to death.

The sun was dazzling, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only the A-line badge swaying on his chest.

The black-haired man looked at him, then at the mother and daughter kneeling in the mud below, threw off a fish cake casually, and then raised his long sword and roared: "The nobles are all shit!" ”

"No one can oppress the sons of Io!"

"Kill it! Grab the food! ”

"Ulla!"

The dark-haired man's words seemed to have magic, and the peasants rioted.

His back is like that of a god, and he can defeat large numbers of Viking warriors with his every move.

By the time Walpole came to his senses, the nobles who had judged him from above had fallen into the mud.

The tax collector, who always looked down on people with a whip, held his head and trembled, like a big gray mouse.

The property of the old man was also confiscated.

With your back to the sun.

The black-haired man raised his arms and shouted, "Look! They didn't work a day, but they had the most wealth! ”

"They are still not satisfied, and they will continue to squeeze you!"

"Can you bear it?"

"You can't just come with me!"

"Nobles, if you don't want to be nice to them, I'm good to them!"

"You don't do it, some people do it!"

"Follow the Iocult and defeat them!"

"Divide the grain! Live a good life! ”

"Ulla!"

"Ulla!"

Walpole suddenly came back to his senses, and it was no longer the judgment seat in front of him that he would remember for the rest of his life.

Dusty construction site.

Everyone was in full swing, shouting in unison.

The foreman patted him on the shoulder: "Walpole, what are you doing in a daze?" ”

Walpole nodded subconsciously.

The foreman slapped him on the back and gave him a straight shot: "Stand up!" ”

"The Sage said, the son of my generation, Io, who works by sweat, is the most honorable, and there is no need to please anyone!"

"Wait, Walpole, are you crying?"

"I'm sweating!"

Walpole wiped his face.

The foreman grinned at the corner of his mouth: "I just missed my family a little, right?" ”

"Don't worry, it's our group's turn to rest after today's work, and we can go back and have a look when the time comes."

"If you really want to, you can send a letter."

"It's important to build roads."

"The sage said that if you want to get rich, you must first build roads."

"It is precisely because of the roads we have built that we can have post stations and messengers along the way."

"Let me tell you, I received a letter yesterday, my son, he has made great progress in the exam recently!"

"This kid has been following the noble sons in the past, using them as a human chair, if it weren't for the sage, I wouldn't have known that he still had such a strong talent for learning."

The foreman's smile was even brighter: "I'm not showing off, I didn't teach much, he took the second exam." ”

Walpole nodded sympathetically: "Yes, I didn't know that my daughter studied so well and could take the first place." ”

The foreman's face stiffened with a smile: "."

"Good boy, please drink later!"

Hooking his neck fiercely, the foreman teased a couple of sentences, and continued to lead people to build roads.

When it was time to eat, the foreman shouted: "Rest! ”

The workers wiped their sweat and lined up in an orderly manner to eat.

The staple is a traditional fish cake with a glass of malt wine per person.

The main course is a variety of fish.

Since the improvement of fishing techniques, the two major fishing grounds of the North Sea and the Norwegian Sea are backed, and all kinds of seafood can be eaten.

Walpole was doing a big lobster, and suddenly he saw this black man being escorted over.

"Those are the prisoners of war who just arrived?"

"yes."

"Great, the progress of the road construction project can be accelerated again."

"Wait, that seems to be the Sage?"

"Long live the Sage!"

Walpole and his co-workers cheered feverishly with a lobster in one hand and an ale in the other.

Feng Daofu turned his head to the side, smiled and waved at them, cordially greeted the food treatment, checked the security system, and then made arrangements for the newly captured labor campers.

Some of these labor campers were arrested from other cities, and some were gangsters such as the Birch Leather Shoe Party.

The latter is predominant, also because of the Battle of the Kings in Norway.

The borders of states in the Middle Ages, or even between territories, would not have been as clear as they are in modern times.

If a conflict breaks out between the two forces, small groups of troops in country A harass, plunder, withdraw or set up camp; Country B retaliated again.

This is the daily life of the borders of ancient countries.

In such a situation of long-term tug-of-war, bandits and other armed gangs will be breeded, which will further poison the localities and create chaos.

Eventually, border areas will be turned into no-man's land by prolonged low-intensity conflict and law and order breakdown.

At this point, this section of the border can be said to be fixed.

Because of the desolate and troubled areas, the cost of curing it is far greater than the benefits.

Taking over the administration of Bergen and other cities from Olaf III and enforcing the one-city-two-system does not mean that Norway has been completely ruled.

Only a few core cities such as Bergen and Oslo were actually included in von Dorf's administration, and most of the other territories were outside the sphere of influence.

This is something that Vondolph does not allow.

What a waste!

Because of the warm North Atlantic current, Norway has a high potential for farming – compared to Sweden and Finland.

Modern Norway has 12.87 million acres of land, animal husbandry is very developed, the Norwegian Sea and the North Sea are one of the best fishing grounds in the world, with an average annual catch of more than 2.5 million tons!

The cities of Bergen and Oslo, both of which made their fortunes on seafood, have become some of the largest cities in Northern Europe.

The population of the territory he now controls is only three or five hundred thousand, and he can't eat so many fish until he vomits.

Of course, one cannot just eat fish.

However, under his command, the autumn harvest of the Slavic clans was as good as expected, enough to support more people.

These grains are the confidence.

Vondolf is not only going to get back to the top, but also to create new glories and really tap into the potential of farming in Norway.

This requires more manpower.

So during this time, Vondolph has been busy raiding homes, I mean redistributing resources.

In order to appease the morale of the army, he also baptized the girls who were engaged in import and export trade in Bergen.

Let the girls be new people, marry young and honest people who are not yet married in the Southern Expeditionary Army, and let them settle down in Norway.

These people, who have received professional training for more than half a year, and have been baptized day and night in military life, have become completely in the shape of saints.

Their settlement in Norway was the nail that von Dorf had laid in the new territory.

Converting, proselytizing, and sending warmth.

When the graduates of Sankore University are in place, vondolf's black hand can spread to the whole of Norway.

It takes a process.

In order to speed up, Vondolph used the original start-up funds obtained from the raid to suck all the idle manpower into the medieval super project.

From Oslo, Bergen - Sognefjord - Eagle Route - North Atlantic Highway - Trondheim - Sundsvall - Nos Tribe.

A thousand kilometers of roads!

Now the territory is scattered, and the Scandinavian mountains are divided, which is very unfavorable for governance.

The complicated and smooth roads are the blood of a region, and if the blood circulation is not smooth, the region is destined to not prosper, and it is necessary to build a tri-country road connecting Norway/northern Sweden/Finland.

In addition to facilitating governance and transportation, large infrastructure can also reassure the people, maintain the stability of the new ruling territory, and restore order to the chaos caused by the wars of the kings in the past.

The only problem is the difficulty of building the road.

"Is there any difficulty in building the road?"

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult, everyone works for six hours, you can rest for one hour during your lunch break, you have meat dishes for three meals, and you have holidays every month, which can't be better, we all want to take the time to organize activities after work to work."

"This is not possible, this road is very difficult, too tired is likely to cause casualties, the life of every son of Io is very important, and safety cannot be ignored in order to catch up with the schedule."

Anyway, the progress is not bad, and it is even faster than the normal continuous rotation.

Except because of civil engineering. The team of engineers was also cultivated because of a little help from the panel.

"Civil Engineering Handbook (Io-Cult Treasure, -10.0% Construction Cost, -10.0% Construction Time, -10% Construction Penalty)"

"Medical Handbook (Iodorian Treasure, Believer's Disease Resistance +30%)"

He had compiled these manuals long ago, but they lacked a core doctrine.

Later, the dervishes and ancestor worship were pointed out, and the two manuals, like the original midwifery forceps, became the prototype of the treasure, triggering the pre-requirements for the treasure.

Both requirements are an adequate number of believers.

Not long ago, another Norwegian city was captured, and the requirements were finally met, allowing them to complete their transformation.

Feng Daofu said in his heart that if you didn't have a hanging, how could you play with you in the medieval high-welfare project.

Counting the construction speed bonus of his specialty, the road construction speed flies.

Since the efficiency is not bad, then the life of each worker must be more important.

The more skilled workers, the higher the value that can be created for Master Feng!

In a happy mood, Feng Dolph finished speaking to the new labor camp and went home with the rotating civil dogs.

"Daddy!"

"Husband!"

Walpole grinned brightly, hugged his wife and daughter, and put his ear on his wife's stomach, which made his wife angry.

"Son!"

Next to him, the foreman put down his shoulder kit and hugged his son with a hearty laugh, his head against his head, his beard rubbing his son's tender face.

Husband and wife hugging, father and son laughing, family joy

The corners of Feng Dolph's mouth were raised, and he hummed softly as he walked towards the women who greeted him.

"The long night is endless, you and I work hand in hand."

"The sun will always rise, and the morning light will appear."

"It is those karmic bonds that make us content and have no regrets, and we have nothing to ask for."

"It's those years that make us have no other wishes, we have no more plans."

"Father's love, the wedding dance, New Year's expectations, best friends drink and talk, soldiers returning home, firm faith, and full of expectations."

"The new life after the catastrophe, the mother's prayer, the shooting stars in the sky, the sea breeze, the kiss of lovers, the inseparable and inseparable, the brilliant fireworks."

"It is these worldly fireworks that make us live in full bloom. It is those troubled years that make us realize later. ”

"The world is so worthwhile"

Kavin, spent most of the day looking for inspiration, sorry for the late update!

(End of chapter)