Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 39

In the town of Bunas, in the mayor's room, both the sheriff and the tax officer were there, and the three of them were discussing about the Tang's weapons workshop.

In the quietest town of Bunas, the biggest topic may be the Tang's weapons workshop.

The tax officer was sitting on a chair at this moment, looking at a rolled up tax form in his hand.He casually mentioned it as if casually: "I heard that another batch of supplies has been sent from North Ridge to Tang Mo's weapon workshop?"

"That's right." The magistrate knew about this, because he sent someone to look at the convoy from North Ridge yesterday, and that man came back and reported that he saw dozens of carts from North Ridge enter Tang Mo's weapon like this. workshop.

This is almost certain that Tang Mo does have a close relationship with the Earl and has the support of the Earl.

The appearance of the convoy, as well as the earl's soldiers, all proved one thing: Tang Mo was not bluffing, but really leaned against the earl's big tree, and had shelter from the wind and rain.

From this point of view, Tang Mo was indeed not someone they could provoke at will.At least until the Earl loses power, it's best not to provoke him.

It's not that they are afraid of Tang Mo or the Earl, but that they all adhere to a creed of being an official: one thing more is worse than one thing less.Everyone is safe and sound, and that is a really good thing.

Sometimes things in the officialdom are not as dark as imagined.Most of the officials are actually very clear in thinking, but they are mediocre and unwilling to do anything.

If you don't do things and don't cause trouble, sometimes it's not because you have accepted bribes or deliberately covered up and condoned, but because of your lazy inertia.But no matter what, such thinking is actually wrong, and it is hateful to the people under their rule.

While fixing his fingernails, the mayor asked in a long voice, "I heard that Tang's weapon workshop is building a school recently?"

"Yes, there is indeed such a thing." The magistrate obviously has many eyes and ears, and nodded to the mayor.

The tax officer frowned, and asked displeasedly: "Are we just letting him mess around like this? You know, although the laws of the kingdom do not prohibit individuals from running schools, the management of this aspect is very..."

He always believed that all activities under the rule should be taxed, and Tang Mo built a school privately, so naturally he had to pay for it!If he doesn't pay, he is guilty.

The mayor understood it very well, and said directly: "You know, the reason why individuals are not prohibited from running schools is because the Cyric Foundation also has schools, but everyone knows this kind of thing well, and Cyric is not prohibited from running schools. On behalf of the Kingdom, we will tolerate other people doing this casually..."

Speaking of this, a few people couldn't help but think of the nursing school war decades ago.In order to fight for the right to run schools, the Cyric Consortium launched a war without authorization, destroyed three countries, and finally made the remaining countries compromise, and had to allow the Cyric Consortium to run schools at will in their territory without any restrict.

That war lasted for three and a half months. Tens of thousands of people died and millions of people were displaced because of that war. Even now, recalling it still makes people shudder.

At that time, they were still young, or they were just children, but the war was imprinted in their childhood memories, and it has always been very clear.

It was also during that war that Cyric's infantry artillery became famous and became a hot seller of arms.And the Cyric Consortium, because of that war, became the guest of honor of nobles from all over the world.

So, immediately afterwards, the mayor continued, "However, many nobles have their own schools to train talents for themselves, and even train officers."

The magistrate was also very cautious. He glanced at the mayor, then at the tax officer next to him, and said softly, "I have to consider this aspect too... If Earl Fishereau instructed that guy Tang Mo to run this school... Yes, things are a little tricky.”

Everyone took advantage of Tang Mo, and at that time Tang Mo also promised to give them more benefits in the future. As the saying goes, the few officials present were more cautious in handling such matters.

After all, the gold coins promised by Tang Mo are a real benefit to them, but if there is a ban in the kingdom, it can't restrict them.

Anyway, judging from the law, the Kingdom does not expressly prohibit setting up a small school.Even if the king ordered a thorough investigation, they were at most lax in supervision, and a few reprimands probably passed.

But if Tang Mo was offended, the monthly filial money would be gone, and if the quarrel became more tense, the two sides would be at war, and there would be an Earl following behind to make trouble, and things would not be that simple.

"Could it be that Fischero really can't get along in Northridge anymore? He even came to Bunas to trouble us..." Thinking of this, the tax official muttered unwillingly.

He did not want a count to suddenly come to Bounas and ride over their heads to do his best.

Although Boonas has been under the control of Baron Stella in name these years, in fact this place is controlled by the mayor, the sheriff and other kingdom officials, so the three of them have actually made a lot of money.

A cake sharer came all of a sudden, which was naturally unpopular—they had to find a way to unite in advance to drive away the foreign invaders.

In other words, at least let the outsider know who is the master here!Once this kind of thing is done wrong, it will kill people!

"Isn't this obvious? Fishero's Northridge Susas Kingdom has always been coveted, and war may break out at any time now. How sure is he that he can hold Wolf City?" The sheriff sneered, not optimistic about Fei The future of Earl Cherot.

After all, everyone knows that Fishelo is an outlier in the entire kingdom. Although he is an Earl, he likes to hang out with a group of mud legs.

Unlike other nobles, he opposed land annexation and consortium politics, and was unwilling to increase taxes.

His behavior seriously affected other lords and nobles, and made it more difficult to manage the territory. Therefore, Fishelo was almost the enemy of the nobles in the entire kingdom.

Under this major premise, everyone hopes that this damn place in North Ridge will disappear completely, because everyone does not want such a different kind of colleague to set off themselves all the time.

This is probably a typical example of bad money driving out good money, or some literature and art called Mu Xiu Yu Lin Feng will destroy it.

"Uh... [-]% certainty may not be there! The kingdom has not prepared for war so far, and no one with a discerning eye can see it..." The mayor is also very optimistic about Earl Fischero.

Kingdom officials like them, in fact, more or less heard the wind from some relationships.This war may be a political reshuffle, and there is a high probability that it will be aimed at this Earl of Fischero.

The sheriff was also well-informed. He nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, if Fishero wants to survive, he must find a way out for himself! He only has two ways to live!"

The mayor said the first way casually: "Well, go up and ask someone to intercede for him. I guess he will lose the earl and be downgraded to a viscount baron or something."

Cutting off the title of nobility, reducing Fisherlo's influence, and then marginalizing him is probably a more reasonable arrangement for the kingdom to deal with Fisheror.

After all, Fishero was also a capable minister, at least as far as His Majesty the king who ruled the kingdom was concerned, he was unwilling to kill Fishero easily.Because the kingdom still needs some nobles who are willing to work and can support the country's skeleton, obviously Fishero is this kind of nobles.

Therefore, the most reasonable arrangement is to put the shit bowl of defeat on Fischero's head, let him commit crimes and meritorious deeds, and roll away to a corner where everyone can't see to get by.

Wait until one day you need him, and then use him to arrange him to play a role in a reasonable position.And when he is not needed, he'd better turn into a little transparent, squatting in that corner and don't have any bright moments.

"The other way is to lead the soldiers through the vicious forest and retreat to Bunas. When the time comes, we will support our troops and continue to hang around here." The mayor smiled and added.

"It is most likely that he will choose the two roads together, and this Tang Mo, and those big soldiers around Tang Mo, must have come for the second road!" The sheriff continued.

"What you said makes sense!" The tax official was clearly enlightened and nodded in agreement with the two of them.

The mayor sighed a little, and said helplessly: "Thinking about it carefully, Fishero probably will live in Bunas for a period of time in the future. It is not a wise choice for us to offend him now."

"Where is the king?" The tax official looked at the two of them and asked a question he was most concerned about.

"We don't know about this, isn't it over?" The magistrate planned to repeat the old trick and use the best method to deal with Shangguan.

"That's right, it's dead anyway, and whoever asks us will say that we don't know. What can they do to us? Neither side will offend. Anyway, when the adults above have a result, the king's order comes, and we will carry it out." That's it." Zhen Zhang also followed suit, and immediately nodded in agreement.

"Uh..." The tax official had no choice, so he nodded.

The greedy mayor showed greedy eyes, and added with a smirk: "Actually, we can wait a little longer to see if that kid Tang Mo is on the right track..."

The tax officer's eyes lit up, and he nodded, "If he is on the road, then things will be done according to what you said, the mayor. If he is not on the road, we will warn him and let him give up his idea of ​​running a school!"

"That makes sense!" the sheriff agreed.

"My lord!" Just as the three of them were discussing the matter, a waiter hurriedly opened the door and bowed his head in salute.

(End of this chapter)