Panda’s Self-cultivation

　　 After the last meeting of the nobles, all the nobles who participated in the meeting activated their contacts and began to spread some true and false news. Three days later, under the repeated urging of the caring people, the Noble Union Conference finally convened on the ruins of Stormwind.

Unlike previous conferences, this time, because the reconstruction of Stormwind City only completed a small part of the palace, the conference was simply held in the open air-the Elwynn Forest in June was a bit hot, but the potbellied nobles were full of vibes. There was no fatigue at all.

　　 This meeting allowed civilians to watch for the first time ever, and the Brotherhood of Masons and Ratchet City Construction Group chose to suspend work in order not to interfere with the meeting. This made the meeting just beginning, and the entire open space was crowded with ordinary people watching the lively.

　　As the host of the meeting, Anduin Lothar was the first to speak.

　　 "Dear citizens of Stormwind!"

　　 "I am honored to stand here and announce the convening of the Joint Conference of Nobles!"

　　 "For the past seven years, we have fought **** battles with ferocious orcs and gained a new life in the flames of war. Now, we have finally returned to this land that gave birth to us, and finally returned to our homeland!"

　　 "Before the meeting officially starts, I have an important announcement."

　　 "Our king, Varian Wrynn, son of Ryan Wrynn, has grown up. I will resign from the post of regent and return the power to our King!"

　　 Anduin Lothar's firm voice, with the help of the magician, clearly spread to the ears of everyone present, quickly aroused a strong response, and everyone was whispering. But those who really knew Lothar understood his decision in their hearts.

　　Anduin Lothar, the well-deserved guardian of Stormwind. After the old King Ryan was assassinated, it was he who led the people firmly to the town of Nanhai. At the meeting of the seven nations of mankind, it was his impassioned eloquence that persuaded the other six vacillating kings to finally form a unified alliance.

　　 Now that the orcs have been defeated, and the once young Varian Wrynn has grown up, Sir Lothar, who is over sixty years old, can finally put down the burden on his shoulders and rest for a while.

　　Of course, there are always people in this world who like to treat a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain. After hearing the speech of his old opponent, Duke Disa's mouth curled: "Huh, fame and pretend!"

　　 Lothar stretched out his hands and pressed it down, finally calming down the discussion.

　　 "The time of every day in Stormwind City is precious, so I won't be too long, and the following aristocratic joint meeting officially begins!"

　　 "For this meeting, we only have one agenda: After years of hardship, we returned to Stormwind. We urgently need to re-establish order."

　　 "According to the ancient agreement of Stormwind, this year's taxation is cancelled, and the nobles and royal families will have to rely on their own savings to survive, but starting next year, ours will have to collect taxes."

　　 "I hope the civilians present can also understand that the kingdom's army and city construction are inseparable from taxation, and we promise to take it for the people and use it for the people!"

　　Actually, the civilians who listened instinctively hated taxes, but after the war, everyone knew in their hearts that without taxes, Stormwind City could not provide themselves with a piece of safety and security.

"According to the agreement of Stormwind City, the tax rate will be determined by all the nobles present. According to the usual practice, the agricultural tax is 10%-40%, and the commercial tax is 5%-50%. Below, we will focus on different types of taxes. Five percent vote for a grade to determine the tax range..."

"I, Seth Desa has an objection!" Duke Desa stood up suddenly at this moment. "The people of Stormwind have just returned to their homeland, and now they don’t even have a silver coin in their savings. Once a tax is too heavy, it will overwhelm a family! Although everyone has already gained something next year, they still cannot afford the tax burden. I propose that the tax increase year by year! No tax this year! 1% next year , 2% in the next year, until five years later, we will discuss again! In these five years, our nobles should support themselves! After all, we are the direct blood of the bravest pioneers!"

　　 Duke Dissa’s words are like a blockbuster, directly detonating the emotions of the civilians on the sidelines!

　　 "I really didn't expect that the Duke of Dissa turned out to be such a good man!"

　　 "Yeah! If only 1% of the tax is charged, I think we will have savings soon!"

　　 "Unfortunately, I don't know if the nobles are willing to agree."

　　 "Except for Sir Lothar, there are still good people among the nobles!"

Varian Wrynn, who was sitting in the front row, had already clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He really did not expect that after receiving the news of Lothar’s loan, this group of nobles would actually ignore the overall situation and pay. Standing at the commanding heights of morality-the loan plan disclosed by Earl Presto has a repayment period of five years! If you follow this tax method, Stormwind can only disband all soldiers if you want to pay off the loan!

　　 Turalyon coughed in a low voice behind Varian, and finally pulled Varian back from his anger.

And Varian realized that his performance had been excessive~www.ltnovel.com~ Coincidentally, the Duke of Disa, who sat down after speaking, happened to see Varian's angry look and almost laughed out loud. He made a decisive gesture to the people around him.

　　 "I, Seto Bunla seconded!"

　　 "I, Noan Nate seconded!"

　　 "I, Karent Beek agrees!"

　　 In a blink of an eye, more than half of the nobles directly stood up and seconded, which made the atmosphere on the scene extremely warm!

Many civilians even had tears in their eyes. They didn't even know that these nobles did what they did to run Lothar, but this disaster made the Stormwind nobles who had been intoxicated by the world finally awakened and recovered their glory. .

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　　 Looking at this scene, Zuifeng nodded slightly. Chijing Tianshen once taught that hope is the most powerful force in this world. With hope, everything is possible.

　　 Zuifeng believes that at this moment, no matter what the purpose of these standing up nobles, the scene they seconded will become the unforgettable memory of the civilians present.

　　 A woman who lost her husband and returned to her hometown tossing for thousands of miles held a cute little boy. She was already crying behind Drunk Wind.

　　 "Mom, mom, you are crying! Does it hurt you somewhere? Tommy blows it to you, it doesn't hurt to blow it!"

　　 "Good boy! Mom is not hurt, but happy! Tommy, you must remember this day, this is the most glorious moment in Stormwind!"

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