"Haha!"

Wild laughter echoed in the main hall of Kawalburg, mocking unbridled at what was happening in this hall today.

Sir Edwin was no Cowlier, he had been in business with his father in Crewe for decades, and half of the nobles in the hall had dealings with him and maintained a cooperative relationship.

Now he has entered the upper echelons of power in Kavalburg as he wished. So, in this hall he was not afraid of anyone but Pedi.

Of course, in general, he would not put himself in opposition to the aristocracy.

But that's the general case.

Now for the special case!

The successful businessman had taught the nobleman how to invest, and in this hall, the most worthwhile investment was none other than Pedi Reagan, who was now sitting on the high ground.

Sir Edwin knew that standing up for the tax reform would offend a large number of nobles, but the friendship of Pedy Reagan, the future lord of Crewe, was worth more than the friendship of anyone in the hall.

It's a sure-fire deal!

A simple transaction with one account!

As for working with the nobles?

To hell with him!

...

Baron Gomez's face grew gloomy as Sir Edwin continued to laugh, but he tried his best to maintain his aristocratic demeanor, and asked in a superior tone, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you're as ignorant and stupid as a child. Sir Edwin stopped his laughter with difficulty, and looked at Baron Gomez with a foolish expression, "You are more stupid than the cattle and sheep of the grassland, and more ignorant than the fat pig waiting to be slaughtered!"

The muscles of Baron Gomez's face swelled with Sir Edwin's words, and when Sir Edwin finished speaking, his whole broad face became as hideous as a demon, "You fat pig, you dare to insult the people of the Sacco family in public, your ignorance will plunge your family into the abyss and hell." ”

"I love dancing in the flames of the Abyss Hell!" Sir Edwin was not afraid, but took a step closer to Baron Gomez, "Oh, look at our esteemed Baron Gomez, didn't he look like he was still reasoning just now, why do you want to hit people now?"

"Sir Edwin, what do you want to do?" said Count Bell, who was next to him, "and you can point out anything wrong with Baron Gomez's words... Laughing at a nobleman is a big deal, do you want to cause a family war?"

"Because you are ridiculous. Edwin turned his head to look at Count Bell, then at Gomez, and finally at the nobles in the hall, "Are you fooling the officials of the tax office, or are you fooling Master Pedi, or are you fooling Duke Nick?"

"Shut up, you damn fat pig, this is not the place for you to talk. Edwin's political enemies among the aristocracy stood up and retorted him: "What do you think this place is?

"Oh, are you afraid that I'll pierce this layer of paper?" shot back Sir Edwin coldly.

"Say whatever you want!" Baron Gomez's voice suddenly exploded, interrupting the other nobles.

The old nobleman, who was over half a hundred years old and had a lot of prestige in the aristocratic circles of Crewe City, stood up, pointed at Sir Edwin, and the nobleman looked at each other, and then returned to his place and sat down.

The other nobles who were watching shook their heads in disappointment.

The young Count Bell was about to say something, but Baron Gomez glared at him with an aggressive gaze.

So, he chose to shut up.

At this moment, Pedi had already re-seated on the lord's throne, he stared coldly at the changes in the situation in the hall, and when he saw the reaction of the nobles after Baron Gomez roared, his face faintly revealed a little murderous intent.

But soon, he reined in his killing intent and watched the people in the hall from the perspective of a bystander.

He already knew what Sir Goedwin was trying to say, something he had always wanted to say, but he couldn't get it out of his way.

The young ruler had a look of anticipation on his face.

At this time, Sir Edwin suddenly smiled a little under the gaze of Baron Gomez,

He smiled calmly.

"Master Pedy. Sir Edwin turned to Peddy on the high steps and nodded, then looked at Baron Gomez and asked, "Baron Gomez, I would like to ask you, has there been an increase in the farms and pastures in your domain compared to a hundred years ago, has there been an increase in commercial taxes, has there been an increase in the taxes of the freedmen, has there been an increase in the shops in the towns?"

"I only have to lead troops to fight, I don't know anything about the management of the territory, what do you want to say, just say it!" Baron Gomez's tone was even colder, he was reckless but not a fool.

Sir Edwin smiled, "Thanks to the development of the trade routes of the Crewe Territory, the popularization of magical knowledge, and the scientific lectures of Youen University, the various territories have developed rapidly in the past hundred years, taking your territory as an example, its farms and pastures have increased by nearly twenty times compared to a hundred years ago, and the private land of the nobles has increased at a rate of a hundred times!"

"That's the result of a hundred years of hard work, and it's not something that you, a loser, can understand. Some nobles coaxed, "Your family sold its territory a hundred years ago, and now they are jealous of us?"

"Jealous, do I need to be jealous of you?" Sir Edwin shook his head, his gaze swept over the many nobles, and finally at Baron Gomez, "How much did your Sacco family pay in January?"

"One hundred and fifty pounds of wheat, eight cattle of all kinds. Sir Banger's mocking tone sounded on the side, "Baron Gomez, do you need the goddess to witness your loyalty? Is this what you mean by loyalty?" he looked at all the nobles in the hall, "and your loyalty!"

"We've been paying taxes like this for a hundred years, can't we do it now?"

"This is the tax that our ancestors agreed with the Reagan family, do you want to change the oath of our ancestors?"

"Edwin, you're the clown, go back to your brothel and tease your little lover, don't be embarrassed here!"

Many nobles began to insult and curse,

They tried to disrupt Sir Edwin from continuing the conversation he had just made.

But Sir Edwin ignored the insults and ridicule of the nobles, and only had Baron Gomez in his eyes, "You just said that thirty percent of the income from the territory will be paid to Fort Kaval as a tax, which is a proof of the Saco family's allegiance to the Reagan family, but I would like to ask you, the respected Baron Gomez, the brave and warlike Flame Flower God of War, is your territory not even as good as an ordinary village under the jurisdiction of Mog?"

"You!" Sir Edwin pointed to Baron Gomez, "and you—" he looked at all the nobles in the hall, "you take for granted the tolerance and kindness of the lord, and the gifts that the Reagan family has given you as your own, and you greedy and enterprising villains dare to swear to the gods in front of this giant bear coat of arms?

"We only have that little harvest in our territory every year, and every year the tax bureau has a commissioner who goes to various places to measure the land and weigh the materials. Count Bell said, "There are records in the tax office that record these, and you should show them to Lord Pedi." ”

"Do you really want me to get to the point, Earl Bell?" said Sir Edwin, as if he were chatting with a friend.

Count Bell chuckled under his breath, "You can tell it and see what the result is?"

"Oh, you know how to threaten an old man at such a young age?"

"Am I a threat?" said Count Bell shrugged.

"My lord!" At this time, Baron Gomez suddenly knelt down on one knee to Pedi, "I really don't know about the affairs of the territory, if the tax bureau thinks that there is a problem with the tax items paid by the Sacco family, you can send a commissioner to measure the land in my territory and count all kinds of materials, if there is indeed a problem here, I will definitely let those corrupt officials accept the punishment they deserve." He said the whole thing in one sentence, and he also pushed himself and his family's responsibilities away.

"But the crime of the Chief of Police, Cowlier, must be punished, who openly insulted the oath of our ancestors, insulted the honor of a nobleman, beat a local nobleman for no reason, imprisoned nobles' family and friends. Gomez shifted his words and kicked the question back to Cowlier.

"My lord, such a brutal man is in control of the police station, and the honor of you and the Reagan family will be tarnished by him. Earl Bell reacted immediately, he no longer entangled with Sir Edwin, "He can have his current status, all of which was given by Crewe, but he used the power in his hands to constantly abuse the nobles of Crewe. ”

"Yes, he should be hanged!"

"Let that devil go to hell, that's where he should be. ”

"Let him come out, we have to confront him on the spot. ”

The clever nobles reacted immediately, and they tried to muddy the matter.

But these nobles underestimated Pedi's determination, and they could not have imagined that the young ruler had more patience and courage than they did.

"Baron Gomez?" Pedi said in a small voice, but after he spoke, everyone subconsciously shut up, and he played with the ruby ring in his hand and asked, "You tell me, do you really want to deal with Police Chief Cowlir with these nobles today, or do you want to reform the system against tax items?"

"My lord. Baron Gomez continued to kneel on the ground, "The amount of taxes paid by the nobles of the local realm was agreed upon by our ancestors on the Harrance Highlands two hundred years ago, and they once cut off the head of the giant wolf of the Harrance Highlands and swore to the gods, vowing to abide by the covenant forever and respect the political independence of the local territory!"

Count Bell continued: "And Cowlier, an outsider, does not understand the oath of our ancestors, and he will only blindly greet you, and forcibly command the officials of the tax bureau to carry out tax reforms, and impose additional taxes on the lords of the regions, so that even the gods are angry. ”

The young nobleman turned his heart and said, "My lord, you should immediately remove Cowlier, the wild dog police chief, from his post and cancel the wrong decision to reform the tax items!"

When he finished speaking, he also knelt down on one knee under the steps.