Chapter 263 The spy who became the second in command [two-in-one]

Author: Leader of the Tofu Naoxian Party

Chapter 263 The spy who became the second in command [two-in-one]

After Zhong Ming's wild laughter ended, Ryan asked: "Then... Your Majesty, are you going to order a blockade of external grain trade?"

Zhong Ming smiled sadly: "Food smuggling must stop. We have been losing money for more than three years, and we have created a situation of total food shortage. Shouldn't we just wait for this moment?"

But how to stop, where to stop, and where not to stop, there are still things to pay attention to..."

"People don't worry about scarcity but inequality. Haha~"

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More than two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Winkrel Kingdom, Royal Capital Windsor City, South Market.

A low-level clergyman wearing a light blue robe angrily slapped the counter and angrily yelled at the clerk who was fiddling with abacus beads:

"You profiteer, yesterday you paid 1 silver and 1 catty, how come today it has become 8 silver and 1 catty! You old beast who gave birth to a child without an asshole..."

"Who are you scolding, old beast?" the middle-aged clerk raised his head slightly and asked calmly.

"Old beast, I scolded you!" the clergyman scolded without thinking.

The clerk immediately laughed and said, "Yes, it was the old beast who scolded me!"

Many citizens looking outside the store and the guards with swords in the store looked at each other. They were originally very nervous, but due to such an interruption, someone took the lead and laughed. Suddenly, the store and outside were filled with a happy atmosphere.

The cleric was furious. How had he ever been treated like this? He immediately punched the clerk in the face.

The clerk said forcefully: "Haha, you have to think clearly, this is the property of Grand Duke Magzic, are you going to buy and sell to your allies by force?

You act wild here and ruin the relationship between the two countries, can you bear the responsibility?"

The cleric's fist dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye following the clerk's words, and finally hit the counter.

Seeing this, the clerk became even more contemptuous: "If you can't afford it, don't buy it. Don't block my sales."

"You!" The cleric raised his hand again.

"What's the noise? What's the noise?" Derek's voice came from outside the store to the store, and followed a path that the crowd gave way to the store.

Seeing Derek's appearance, the cleric bowed respectfully and said, "Sir Derek, this is how it is..."

After Derek listened to his description quietly, he said to the clerk in a deep voice: "This gentleman, one of our people made a mistake first. I would like to apologize to you."

After saying that, Derek glanced at him slightly.

When the cleric saw that the archbishop was apologizing, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and bow and apologize. The clerk was not ignorant and used his donkey to go downhill to expose the matter.

"Sir, could you please consider the relationship between allies and make it cheaper?" Derek asked.

The clerk whose face softened knew that talking to whom and what to say was completely different from talking to a clergyman in light blue clothes to a clergyman in dark blue clothes with gold trim.

"Dear Archbishop, it's not that I don't want to give you a discount out of consideration for the friendship between the two countries. In fact, the price is the same.

I am just a small "royal branch" of Magzic, reduced to managing a small grain store. Do you think I have the right to set prices?"

Seeing the clerk emphasizing his identity, Derek was afraid that he would be forced to buy or sell, so he had to smile slightly, and after some comfort, he bought all the food in the store at the current price, and told him to transport as much food as possible, as much as he wanted.

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Derek didn't feel bad at all. Anyway, the money spent was not his own money, but public funds. At most, he would pretend to accuse Pope Will later.

If there weren't so many people there now, he would even want to talk to the store manager about rebates.

Derek walked out of the store, looked at the hungry people with pity, raised his arms and shouted:

"Gentlemen and ladies, there is no need to worry.

By the grace of Lord Pope Will, from today onwards, anyone who goes to any church in Windsor to pray will receive a free Holy Communion.

One person can only do it once a day, and those who are greedy will be punished by the Crown of Poseidon."

"Long live Your Majesty the Seagod!"

"Long live the Pope!"

"Long live the Archbishop!"

The crowd immediately erupted in enthusiastic cheers, and the three names were mentioned constantly. What is surprising is that the frequency of "Poseidon" and "Archbishop" is actually almost the same.

After all, this is not the first time that a scene like this has happened in recent days. Almost everyone in the city knows that Archbishop Derek is a kind-hearted and good man.

There were some hungry and dizzy unemployed people in the originally despondent crowd who were making some unnecessary calculations. As soon as they heard this, they immediately put it behind them and joined in the cheers.

Derek forced his way out of the crowd with a forced smile, a few bright red lip prints on his face, and while greeting those who greeted him kindly, he speeded away and walked towards Poseidon Cathedral.

Arriving at the Poseidon Cathedral, Derek skillfully opened the door to a secret room and participated in an indescribable activity.

After "adding to the fun" for Will, he suppressed his nausea, saw that Will was in a good mood, reported to him the smooth progress of the recent purchase of grain, and apologized to him for spending far more than the budget.

Will forced a smile, knowing that Derek could not be blamed for this. If he was blamed for this, no one would be able to help him in the future: "The increase in food prices is not your fault, get up.

From what you said, all the Yaxia grain merchants have disappeared? What's going on?"

"This..." Derek glanced at Will cautiously, still lowered his head and said in apology,

"Your Majesty, in fact, except for the grain merchants in Magzic who are still selling grain, all the grain merchants in other allied countries have closed down.

Not only that, they are also buying food everywhere in our country and want to transport it back to their respective countries."

"The smugglers in Yaxia even sold the grain to the grain merchants in Magzhik, and they have long since disappeared."

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that the news about the food shortage in the Northern Continent...has been exposed!"

"...The news of the food shortage in the Northern Continent has been exposed." Derek stared at the ground and added, "But we have bought a lot of food, which is definitely enough for domestic consumption this year. We can even attack Yaxia according to the original plan.

Support three or four months of supply."

"The premise is that those Allied grain merchants will not continue to purchase grain in the country and ship it out."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Will's tense heart relaxed. However, as soon as he heard the last sentence, his relaxed heart tightened again. The strength in his hand immediately made the wolf girl scream but she did not dare to move rashly.

Will subconsciously rubbed the furry mountain peak on the ground: "Derek, you have always had an idea, what do you think we should do."

Derek thought of the orders he received as 9527, and of course he wanted to ask Will to do what he said immediately. However, after being a "ghost" for three years, he knew that there were some things that he couldn't say. If he said it, he would take the blame.

"Your Majesty, Derek is too stupid to make rash comments."

"Just say what you are told." Will frowned slightly. He was good at everything, but he was too cautious.

Derek collected his thoughts and said in a roundabout way: "I'm not smart enough, but I also know that it's really hard to violate the covenant on the surface, otherwise the alliance will forget it.

I suggest that it is better to slow down the attack on Asia and wait until domestic grain production recovers in a few years."

Everyone has a rebellious mentality. The more you tell him what not to do, the more he wants to do it.

Will had long planned to take advantage of this food shortage crisis to cause turmoil and then justifiably capture Parlor, even if a large number of insignificant people died. Anyway, Winkrel didn't have many things, he just had more people!

Especially when Will thought about his "grandson" whose reputation had become more and more popular in recent years, he wanted to have him die suddenly.

After killing Parol to take the blame, then transfer the domestic conflicts to Asshai, plunder the wealth and materials to alleviate the domestic damage to the nobles and priests, and at most leave some leftovers to the common people, then everyone will be happy again.

Solve Parole, ease domestic conflicts, and finally make the people feel grateful. It's like winning three times.

With such a plan, how can you just say you don’t want to do it?

"No, we can't give up attacking Yashai. Let's talk about something else."

Derek said distressedly: "Then I really don't know what to do. I can't just use the same method I used to deal with the Yaxia smugglers and just randomly increase tariffs on allied merchants, right?"

"Huh?" Will's eyes lit up, "...the way to deal with Yaxia...increase tariffs..."

"Then raise taxes on these bastards! Well... Dimen, Wizard, Magik, and Estonian businessmen should pay less.

All other small countries that buy food in Winkrel will pay me double the tax! For the tax on buying one pound of food, I will deduct six taels of their food, do you understand?"

If you can't offend the allies of big countries, you can't control some of your little uncles?

Derek showed an expression of surprise and admiration at the right time, and took a photo of Rainbow Fart shamelessly: "Yes, yes, your Majesty Will, you are really smart and wise to come up with such a clever plan..."

‘Idiot, you really look down on your tax collector.

Do they really think they can tell which country is which, which one should not take action and which one should take action?

The meaning above is good, but the execution below is wrong and the understanding is wrong?' Derek secretly laughed in his heart.

Will laughed, with a flash of pride on his face, and then asked: "Derek, why do you think Magzic is not short of food?

Obviously, that poor place is full of mountains. In the past, they had to import grain from us in a humble manner every year. In recent years, they actually ask us to beg them to sell grain, ugh~"

When Derek heard Will's suspicious tone, he immediately became energetic and came, came, finally led him here.

"...Here, there are some things I don't know whether I should say."

When Will saw Derek's cautious look, he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart:

"Derek, there is a saying in Yaxia in recent years that there are four irons in life, that is:

We shared a window together; we carried guns together; we shared stolen goods together; we visited prostitutes together.
To be continued...