: Moving the Wood to Establish a Letter

Author: Leader of Tofu Brain Salted Party

: Moving the Wood to Establish a Letter

The credibility is illusory, but it does affect all aspects of a regime.

The problem Zhong Ming is facing now is that his prestige and the credibility of the regime are seriously insufficient in the eyes of the people.

It is beautiful to attract talents and cultivate teams from the free people.

Without enough credibility, even mediocre and incompetent people cannot attract.

As for the recruitment of noble families who survived the Great Purge, it is probably difficult to recruit a group of people from it for their own use.

If you really want to join yourself, you will come without calling.

In this situation, Zhong Ming would never believe that these nobles did not lose face and made them realize their importance.

Are these nobles no longer afraid of themselves?

It’s not that I’m not afraid anymore, it’s not as scared as before.

Before, I was outside the rules and represented the order of the principality and "righteousness" to clean up rebellions. It is natural to kill anyone.

Now that I am in the rules, these nobles have not violated their feudal obligations to them on the surface. As a vassal, they have no "righteousness" to punish them.

Forced recruitment?

No! Unless you convene a meeting of aristocratic people to revise the feudal obligations of these nobles to themselves, doing so is contrary to the "righteousness".

Submit yourself and negotiate to recruit people from the remaining nobles?

It is impossible. Zhong Ming worked hard to conquer Devon, not to make wedding dresses for these little nobles!

Zhong Ming pondered for a moment, waved his hand, and said to Lei Wen: "You are like this..."

The next morning, the leaders who were in and out found a three-dimensional (2.7-meter) long square wood erected at the gate of the East City, which had the most crowded population in Moant City, with a document posted on the city gate.

Today is a good day for every market transaction, and there are particularly many people waiting for the city gate to open.

The city gate slowly opened, Lei Wen looked at the sky, raised a document, stood on the city wall and shouted:

"Everyone, please listen to me before you let it go."

The guards guarding the city cooperated and held axes and guns to block the city gate.

"What are you going to do?"

"Is it not going to raise the tax on entering the city?"

The leaders waiting to enter and exit the city gate were talking.

Lei Wen shouted in a stern voice:

“Gentlemen, ladies!

At the order of the Count, whoever can carry this wood to the West Gate will be rewarded with ten dinar gold coins!”

Everyone, this is a bounty.”

After saying that, Lei Wen untied a purse from his waist, poured out ten gold coins, held it in his hand, and signaled to the leaders who came and went downstairs to the city.

"Ryan, what are our new lords doing?"

An old woman with dark skin, wrinkled face and weather-beaten look turned around and asked a young man with yellow hair.

Ryan scratched his head and said, "Aunt Sanna, who knows? How can I understand the thoughts of these noble men?"

The leaders of the city expressed serious doubts about the nobles' commitments.

"Is the Earl here to join the market? Could it be that I want to sell this piece of wood?"

"That's so dark! A piece of wood costs ten gold coins, it's too dark!"

...

When Lei Wen heard this, he quickly explained loudly:

"Oh, it's not about selling wood, it's about offering a reward to carry wood. Whoever carries it to the west gate will be rewarded with ten gold coins!"

Aunt Shanna said disdainfully:

"Hey, it's so fresh. Last time I fought with the Principality of Ig, my husband broke an arm.

Not to mention the pension, even the agreed military pay was not seen by the nobles to give a bronze coin.

You can get ten gold coins when you move a piece of wood. How fresh is it? How can you coax a fool?"

Hearing Aunt Sanna’s complaints, the discussions among the leaders became more and more intense.

"That's right, who believes it? The nobles have fooled people too much!"

"I see, it's just this broken wood, even if you get a bounty, it's hard to digest!

Don’t forget that our new Count is a tough guy, I’m afraid he’s spending money without his life!”

"Ten gold coins can buy a large area of ​​farmland, and the family can spend half their life comfortable.

If it were true, these officials had moved long ago, where would they be our turn?"

"A lie, a lie!"

"Yes, a lie!"

...

Looking at the noise that was boiling under the city, Lei Wen's cold sweat couldn't help but wet his spine:

If this is not done well, the Earl will really give his family a neat and orderly!

"Sir Count is here~!" Ang's loud voice came from not far away.

“Wow~Wow~”

The knights led the way, and the infantry followed each other, and an extremely gorgeous and majestic two-horse carriage slowly drove to the east gate.

Ange jumped from the carriage's throne, full of energy, and brightly dressed young man jumped out of the carriage.

Ange climbed up the city wall in two strokes, cleared his throat, and shouted seriously:

“Gentlemen, ladies!

I am the new Moant City Inspector, Ang Ur.

In order to show the reputation of the Count, the bounty of carrying this wood to Ximen was increased to 100 dinars!

No matter who can carry this wood to the west gate, repay the bounty immediately and never break the contract!

Come and see, the bounty is here!”

As soon as the words fell, the accompanying soldiers opened a small box and looked at the leader, revealing the full dinar gold coins inside.

The golden coins instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the leaders, and the discussion became louder and louder.

"Oh, it's true! There's so much money!"

"Fake, lie, how can such a good thing be done?"

"What if it's true?"

"What if? Or you go and try it"

"Tsk, I want to go there!"

"I'm going? I won't go, I'm not that stupid."

"This official, so young, can he believe his words?"

"Why can't you believe it? He's an official, and he might be a knight master in the future."

"So what can the Knight Master do? Even if he doesn't keep his word, what can you do with him? Do you sue him yourself?"

"That's right, it makes sense!"

"A lie, let's go, let's go~"

"Who are you lying to?"

...

Zhong Ming pinched his eyebrows, pulled open the carriage, jumped off the carriage, rushed up the city wall, wearing a gorgeous dress tattooed with a purple-bottomed Golden Zhong family emblem, and shouted solemnly:

"Stop! Stop!

I am the new owner of Devon, Count Zhong, Ming!

I am in charge of everything on this land!”

Zhong Ming looked at the crowd that had calmed down in an instant, paused and continued:

"In the past, the Xiust family's laws were repeated.

You don’t trust the nobles. Things in the country are chaotic, disorderly, and black and white are inverted. I understand you very much!
To be continued...