Father Mavie

Chapter 342 Adam's Star (Please Subscribe!!!)
The warm sun was shining brightly, and the warm sunshine completely melted the ice and snow, and the branches and leaves of the trees were revived again. The harsh winter seemed to have passed completely, and the city of Petersburg, the capital of the kingdom, ushered in the real spring.

Manor on the outskirts of Petersburg.

In the study, Duke Ivanovic with a slightly curly beard was listening to the steward's report on recent profits. After the war, the king ordered a three-day carnival to celebrate the victory of the war. Of course, the people I am happy to participate in this kind of festive festival, and the amount of alcohol sold in these three days is more than the previous six months combined, and the benefits brought by the "Prohibition" have been further expanded.

This is also the last of the "Prohibition Law". With the end of the war, the king untied the "Wartime Act" and "Prohibition Law", and re-empowered the small workshop owners the right to make wine, but Duke Ivanovic didn't care about these , everyone knows that the "Prohibition on Alcohol" cannot be implemented forever, especially the big drinkers like the Romanov Kingdom.

"Master, our drink profit in the past three days has reached 20 rubles." The butler concluded.

20 rubles is equivalent to 2 gold pounds in the Kingdom of Windsor. This figure may not seem large, but it is actually quite high.

You know, the price of a glass of kvass in a tavern is only 10 kopecks, and a large glass is only 15 kopecks. The cheapest spirit like vodka is only 8 kopecks a glass.

A senior worker who can operate the machine can get a salary of about 20 rubles per month, and the annual salary is only around 200 rubles.

The winery under the name of Duke Ivanovic sold for a profit of 20 rubles in just three days, which can be said to be a lot of money.

“Still less”

Prince Ivanovich was not satisfied with this figure: "We hoarded so much wine, and in the end we only sold 20 rubles?"

"Yes, sir, I think it's because the war just ended and everyone didn't have much money in their pockets."

"What a bunch of poor ghosts."

He muttered, as if he felt that there was nothing more to squeeze out. Duke Ivanovich asked the housekeeper to restore the price of his own drinks to the level before the war. Under the condition that the currency value, personal output value, and economic aggregate did not fluctuate much, Unauthorized price increases will cause market imbalance. Duke Ivanovic really wants to make money, but he understands the truth that wool needs time to grow.

The long flow of water is true.

"Take advantage of the carnival to raise prices crazily, and sell drinks at high prices to make a lot of money. I'm afraid there is no one worse than me in this world, alas." Duke Ivanovic laughed at himself, picked up the lit cigar and took a sip. : "Sometimes I'm also afraid that I won't have an ass hole when I have a baby."

The butler smiled and said, "Master, you really know how to joke. The doctor has already said that, young master and miss, they are very healthy, and they go to the toilet very smoothly."

"That's good, that's good. How bad can a person be?"

Prince Ivanovic nodded, put on a hunting suit, picked up a shotgun, and was about to take a few guards to go hunting in the back mountain, when a little boy in white stockings and leather shoes ran into the room: "Father!"

"Alexey, oh, give me a hug."

Picking up his son, Prince Ivanovic asked, "Would you like to go hunting with your father in the back mountain? Winter is over, and the prey has come out to move around. Maybe we can catch a black bear!"

"I won't go." Alexei shook his head: "A strangely dressed uncle came and said he wanted to find you, father!"

"Ok?"

Prince Ivanovich walked to the window with his son in his arms, looked towards the gate of the manor, and saw a carriage with a purple iris flag.

That is the banner of Wisdom God.

His brows were slightly frowned, and then relaxed. Prince Ivanovich put down Alexei and patted his son on the head: "Go and play, father has something to do."

Alexei rushed out of the room stepping on his small leather shoes, and Prince Ivanovich glanced at the butler: "The teahouse welcomes guests."

"Yes, sir."

"Bishop Abel!"

In the brightly lit teahouse, Duke Ivanovich warmly embraced Bishop Abel. Alexei, who had little contact with the church, thought that the strange black robe on Bishop Abel was justifiable, after all, when he was born.
The Apocalypse has been overthrown.

"Your Excellency, long time no see."

Bishop Abel held his breath, not to smell the pungent perfume on Prince Ivanovic's body. It would be impolite to sneeze suddenly.

After taking his seat, Prince Ivanovich asked, "What's important to come to me suddenly?"

"Actually, I came here on the orders of the Archbishop."

Bishop Abel nodded and said: "Everyone knows that your Excellency is quite prestigious among the nobles. You are a beacon of the Romanov Kingdom. With you around, no one would dare to make mistakes."

Facing Bishop Abel's flattery, Duke Ivanovic laughed, opened the cigar box, took out one, and raised his arm slightly, signaling Bishop Abel to do it himself.

"call"

The smoke curled up, and Prince Ivanovich stared at Bishop Abel sitting opposite him through the smoke, and after a while he said, "If you have anything to say, just say it, I don't like to go around the corner."

"Half a month ago, the Church of Truth sent monks to various places to establish branch churches and monasteries. Does Your Excellency the Duke know?"

"Slightly heard."

"According to our investigation, in the past half month, the preaching sites of the Church of Truth have appeared in nearby cities, as well as in other cities a little farther away. This means that the Church of Truth has begun to take action. We must respond and cannot sit still .”

"Of course, does Archbishop Henry have any good plans?"

"Well"

While hesitating, Bishop Abel said euphemistically: "The policies promoted by the Church of Truth and Her Majesty Katerina are to abolish serfdom. After discussions between Archbishop Henry and His Majesty the King, they all believe that serfdom is not conducive to the Romanov Kingdom. development in the industrial age."

Prince Ivanovic narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes: "Continue talking."

"I came this time to ask His Excellency the Duke, who is a representative of the aristocratic faction, what he thinks about serfdom."

"Serfdom is the basic national policy of the Romanov Kingdom for hundreds of years. Successive kings have praised it. I have no opinion on serfdom. Everything follows His Majesty's will. However, I don't think serfdom will hinder Romanov. Aren’t cheap serfs the best labor force for the progress of the industrialization of the Husband Kingdom? It’s better to say that industrialization must strengthen serfdom.”

Bishop Abel nodded: "In other words, Your Excellency the Duke does not agree with the abolition of serfdom, right?"

"You misunderstood me, I didn't mean that." Duke Ivanovic said with a fake smile while smoking a thick cigar, "I support His Majesty's decision, if His Majesty thinks that the abolition of serfdom is the next step for the Kingdom of Romanov If there is something to do, then I will naturally raise my hands to support it.”

"What if His Majesty agrees?"

"If His Majesty agrees, then it must be carried out in accordance with the procedures. Of course, such an important matter must be submitted to the Senate for unified planning and voting."

"I understand."

Bishop Abel stood up, kissed his fingers and said at the same time: "Your Excellency the Duke's opinion, I will bring it to Archbishop Henry verbatim."

"Please do this."

Duke Ivanovic did not get up, but just watched Bishop Abel leave.

The four-wheeled carriage with the banner of the Wisdom Cult creaked away. In the teahouse, Prince Ivanovich was smoking a cigar vigorously, his eyes flickering, and his expression was extremely dignified.

"My lord, Bishop Abel is gone." The butler said as he walked into the tea hall.

"Um"

Prince Ivanovich was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Is Her Highness Katerina's birthday coming soon?"

"His Royal Highness Katerina's birthday is November 11th, sir, you have misremembered."

"No, I remember correctly." Prince Ivanovich said calmly, "I was going to give her an expensive gift on my last birthday, but I accidentally forgot it. It must be made up."

The housekeeper instantly understood, bowed and asked, "What should we give her?"

"I have a sapphire named Adam's Star in my safe, please give it to Her Majesty Katerina as a gift."

Hearing the name 'Adam's Star', the steward was stunned for a moment: "Master, you bought that sapphire from the Duke of Tbilisi with a lot of money. You regard it as a treasure and really want to give it to you. Her Majesty Katerina?"

"No matter how precious a gemstone is, it is not as important as the head." Duke Ivanovich said lightly: "You send the gemstone to Mosk in person, meet Her Majesty Katerina, and say that it is my gift to her for her birthday." Gifts, don't talk too much about anything else."

"...as ordered."

After the steward left, Prince Ivanovich said softly, "Are you satisfied with this?"

click.

A small door hidden on the right side of the teahouse opened, and a young man in a suit and leather shoes and holding a mahogany walking stick came out with a smile on his face: "I think your Excellency has made the right decision."

"The matter is what you said, and I have no choice."

"There will be us, which is your retreat."

The young man walked into the sunny place, raised his head, and revealed an extremely familiar face.

Finn Drost!

(End of this chapter)