The Lord is Addicted in Infrastructure

The old king was amused by Xia Zoe, and this request was reasonable.

He slowed down and said, "I just want to expand the territory, don't you want gold coins?"

Xia Zuoyi's eyes were as bright as stars, and he raised his head and said in a childish voice: "Your Majesty, will you give it to me?"

Why don't you give it all?

Just as the old king was about to give a generous promise, Buss Ridges spoke first.

He stared at Xia Zoe with a sharp look that could make children cry: "The territory gold coins are not a problem, but the Cogit Sea is within the range of Wesas, and the sea salt is sun-dried and sold in Wessas. get on…"

"You know, the gift to the king can't be just a piece of parchment full of handwriting."

The liege is a vassal of the king or superior lords, and has other obligations such as performing military service, paying tribute, and paying taxes.

The lord is the supreme ruler in his own territory, enjoying administrative and judicial powers and other privileges.

For example, opening courts and prisons, setting up checkpoints, collecting taxes, etc.

The Wisath Territory is directly divided by the king and is a vassal of the king.

The king can enjoy the duties of the lord, but he has no right to intervene in all affairs in the lord's domain, including wars. Sometimes the king has to discuss with the lord to borrow troops.

As the chancellor of the exchequer, Buss Ridges knows the huge benefits of selling salt.

He has control, but he can't blatantly seek it for himself.

After all, the Wisath Territory is not his vassal.

Xia Zoe took a step back when he saw him, and the little hand held Udit's clothes and said softly: "I can give up 60% of the benefits of selling salt to His Majesty the King."

Bass Ridges said: "As far as I know, Wess is remote and poor. Since you want to expand your territory, you might as well exchange Wess to your Majesty the King for another city that is close to the city and rich."

Only when Wissas became the land of no owner did he have a chance to get it.

Xia Zoe: "But I only want Visas."

Bass Ridges curled up his mouth, but smiled but didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "The Earl of Desinia is clever."

"Thank you for your compliment." Xia Zuoyi pursed her lips shyly.

The old king waved Bass Ritchis to retreat, and ordered his attendant to bring a map: "It seems that there is only one Pal Mountain near Wessas... How about making Pal Mountain your territory and rewarding you with five boxes of gold coins? ?"

Xia Zoe naturally agreed very much.

The procedures for territorial transition will take a long time to come down.

The old king asked him to play and rest in the royal city first, and later an attendant would deliver the documents in person.

After Xia Zoe left the royal hall.

Bass Ridges said: "Your Majesty, the method of drying salt in the sea water is very important to Gadaat. If you control it, the wealth of the kingdom will inevitably be stronger. If Wess..."

The old king interrupted him: "Desinia can be regarded as my junior. He offered the method of drying salt in sea water. However, I turned my head and took back his territory. It was said that I was bullying a helpless child. Where do I put my face when the time comes?"

"Sixty percent of the benefits are a lot. Wess is my vassal and naturally my wealth. There is no difference, Riches."

Buss Ridges suppressed the emotion hidden in his eyes and lowered his head: "Yes, Your Majesty."

After discussing politics with the king, he returned to his residence in a carriage.

The butler had already waited for the waiter, took off his coat and brought a glass of wine before he said: "My lord, you don't seem to be in a good mood. It's because of government affairs..."

"Because of something that I can't control for me." Buss Ridges stood by the window with a gloomy expression.

Steward: "Presumably this is a very precious thing."

"You're right."

"I remember Fort Comoy is my vassal?"

Steward: "Yes, Lord Duke, the lord of Fort Comoy is Bivis Eliot."

Bass Ridges turned around and walked to the table, took a pen and wrote a letter, sealed it with fire paint, and handed it to the butler: "Hurry up and send the letter to Fort Comoy and hand it to Beavis Ai Slightly."

"Yes, Lord Duke." The butler accepted the message.

Naturally, Xia Zoe didn't know the secret plan of Buss Ridges.

He was taking Udit and Kelly around in the royal city.

Wangcheng is indeed very lively.

In addition to the unpleasant smell and the same dirty environment, there are not only knights patrolling the city, but also priests praying in the temple of the God of Creation.

Some civilians also knelt outside the temple and prayed with their eyes closed.

There are no churches or shrines in Wissas.

Xia Zoe was a little curious about the God of Creation, and took Udit and Kelly into it.

Nobles can enter the temple at will, no one will stop them.

The main color of the temple is white and gold. The roof of the temple is inlaid with Gothic glass windows, and the sides of the windows are outlined into the pattern of the holy flower of Berlanka.

When the sun shines through the glass windows and the mottled colors are refracted on the walls, it will create a magnificent scene.

Xia Zuoyi saw the **** of creation standing under the dome, wearing a white robe, hair scattered, with a compassionate smile, holding the **** flower in one hand and touching it with the other.

"I heard that a miracle once happened on the Western Continent, Judith, is this true?"

Xia Zuoyi retracted his gaze to stare at the God of Creation, recalling the plot in the novel, with the halo of the heroine Mary Su shining, the God of Creation seemed to be just a background board for the existence of nothing.

"Naturally it is true."

When a pastor heard this, he turned his head and answered. After seeing clearly that the person in question was a child, the expression on his face eased: "Please don't ask such questions again, God of Creation is omnipotent."

Xia Zuoyi said in a more naive and innocent tone: "Since the creation **** is omnipotent, I prayed to him for a lot of small gold coins, will he give me?"

The priest blushed: "How can I get something for nothing."

"But you say that God of Creation is omnipotent."

"If he doesn't give me a small amount of money, can he give me the ability to do what I want? Can he keep me healthy forever without getting sick? Yes..."

"Please stop talking!"

The priest raised his voice, his face showed a sense of sorrow, "Because you are a nobleman, I can't help but be **** to death."

"Oh."

Xia Zoe pouted and couldn't help but tease.

Parr Mountain is about to be included in Visas, which makes him want to relax.

The back of the temple.

A handsome young man with black hair couldn't help but curl his mouth, his golden eyes seemed to be shattered and radiant as the bright sunrise. He held a white nine-petal flower in his hand, which was Berlanka.

"Under the crown, things have been obtained." A knight in armor appeared behind the young man.

"Ok."

The boy responded indifferently, and didn't speak again until the child he was watching walked out of the temple: "Do you think the God of Creation is omnipotent?"

The knight panicked: "Naturally, yes, under the crown."

The young man laughed, noncommittal: "Let's go, leave for Gadaat."

"Yes."

Xia Zuoyi went out only when he heard the noise from outside the hall.

Otherwise he wanted to stay and see if the pastor would be annoyed by him.

An incident of a nobleman beating a slave was happening outside the temple.

The cause is verbal collision.

The civilians gathered around and pointed, the vendors applauded or couldn't bear to look again, the patrolling knights stood aside to maintain order...no one intervened, and no one stopped the unilateral "murder" among the crowd.

The man to be killed in the middle was a tall and strong man.

He has thick light brown hair, dark brown skin, a scar on his right cheek, and blood on his upper body. He is kneeling on the ground under pressure, and he is hit by a stick one after another.

A young nobleman smiled badly on the side: "Use a little bit! Have you not eaten enough?!"

He seemed to want a man to die after experiencing pain and torture, and he didn't want to give a happy life.

The beneficiaries of the laws of the kingdom do not include slaves.

The nobles have privileges, even if they kill people in the street, they will not bear any responsibility, let alone a slave who is killed.

There was a "pop".

The stick hit the man's head, and immediately, blood flowed.

Half of the blood dripped to the ground along the ears, and half fell to the front of the forehead and flowed into the left eye. The brown eyes were stained red with blood, and his vision was blurred, but he still exploded with a sharp will to never yield.

He is like a lion wounded and dying, unable to crush his pride, his straight back is not bent at all, and his head is still held high even if he is humiliated.

Seeing blood stain the ground and flow into a "river".

There was a cry from the crowd—"Stop."

The young nobleman raised his eyes and saw a child who was not taller than his thigh approaching here and instructed a knight to stop the beating.

"Who are you?" the noble youth said in a bad tone.

"Who are you? Say your name before asking others."

The young man raised his eyebrows: "Nat Case."

Xia Zuoyi raised his chin: "Do you have any title?"

Nat Case sneered: "My father is the Marquis of Marco Case. I don't have a knighthood yet, don't you have one?"

Xia Zoe: "I have."

"Earl Shazoe Desinia, please call me Lord Earl."

Nat Case froze.

He didn't doubt what Xia Zoe said, after all, impersonating a nobleman was a capital crime.

Nat Case heard his father mention the surname Desinia, the old Desinia died unexpectedly, and the earl was inherited by a six-year-old child.

He was... quite envious.

Did not expect to meet here.

Nat Keith pursed his lips: "Count Desinia... Oh, man, what do you want?"

Xia Zoe pointed to the man: "What crime did he commit?"

Nat Keys sneered: "His sin was that he betrayed the lord as a knight, brutally killed the lord's brother, violated the spirit of chivalry, and was condemned to become a slave and sold to Gadaat."

"Sell it? He's not from Jadayat?"

"Yes, he is from a neighboring country, Guyana."

Xia Zoe thoughtfully: "Are you his master now?"

"What about it."

Xia Zoe smiled softly at Nat Case: "Brother, can you sell him to me?"

A knowing blow.

Nat Case stammered: "No, it's just a slave, just... ahem, two or two gold coins."

No, you can't give it in vain, at most it's the lowest price.

Nat Case wakes up at the last minute.

Xia Zoe sighed regretfully.

Two gold coins are just two gold coins.

After all, he is someone who wants to have five boxes of gold coins. He is rich and doesn't care.