In the Name of the Queen

"Hi, my friend, do you know these words?"

Roland raised the paper with Sylph's full name and asked the onlookers loudly.

He moved so fast that most people didn't see it clearly, and those who saw it clearly were basically illiterate. The onlookers shook their heads blankly.

"This sentence is 'I am with you', and the autograph below is from Her Majesty the Queen. If you can't read, you won't understand even if the Queen blesses you."

Roland began to get to the point and gave everyone a reason to participate in compulsory education.

Concepts formed over a long period of time are difficult to change.

In the past thousands of years, the ruling ideas of human rulers have been similar.

Fooling the people.

As long as the people are ignorant enough, they cannot awaken as a group, and the rule will be deeply rooted.

Even if some countries and some periods of time are shaken, and the old lords are overthrown by the people, the social structure cannot be changed.

The dragon slayer raised the crown on the top of the evil dragon with a grin and became a more evil dragon.

Just like the peasant uprising can never overthrow the landlord class, but can only make themselves new landlords, the uprising without the basis of universal awakening is just a generation of new dragons replacing the old dragons.

As a member of the evil dragon, Roland should have tried his best to protect the interests of the dragon.

But he didn't want to do that.

It's not that he betrayed his class, he just didn't want to be a naked swimmer against the current.

The steam was roaring, the gears were turning, and the magic was roaring.

The wheel of the times will never care how much the mantis wants to stop it.

Instead of swimming naked against the current, it's better to let nature take its course.

Since the new era will come sooner or later, it's better to give it a push.

Roland thought of the big bearded man he met when he was looking for legal loopholes in the Imperial Library, and his lips slightly raised.

The big bearded man was not Karl, but Thomas, a famous practitioner of utopian theory.

As long as productivity continues to improve, fantasy will eventually become a reality.

As a hardcore royalist, Roland didn't care that the fire burning in the future would burn the foundation of the old world.

He just wanted to win.

He wanted to go out by train, not the elegant but slow carriage.

He couldn't do it, but he could give a little push behind the wheel of history.

Of course, Roland did not sacrifice himself for the noble sentiment of the whole world, and his promotion was still for himself.

The duel between two monarchs of the old era has driven the flame of the new era.

The truth of history is always so humorous.

Roland found it very interesting, even a little funny.

Faced with the ridicule, many people looked depressed, but some people couldn't help shouting.

"Governor, what you said is simple, but we just can't read."

"Well said! Then go and learn!"

Roland said decisively: "Her Majesty the Queen has promulgated a new education law. All citizens of the empire are eligible for compulsory education. You can go to the city hall to ask for the specific implementation details."

"Ah?!"

The crowd was a little confused.

We were just joking, are you serious?

The crowd looked at each other and didn't dare to answer. Some people were moved but didn't dare to respond.

What a joke, education is a luxury in this era. People who can read and write are either rich or noble, or become loyal members of religious organizations.

The threshold for ordinary people to read and write is too high.

Seeing that the crowd didn't dare to express their opinions, Roland winked at Sif and signaled her to come out.

The protagonist of this parade is Sif.

How many of the young and old men who filled the square came to see him?

If it weren't for the Queen's face, it would be a miracle for him to have 500 audiences for his speech here. Even among these 500 people, more than half of them were hired.

Sif gave Roland a "leave it to me" look, walked calmly to the high platform, and raised the golden scepter in her hand.

The whole audience was silent.

"Citizens of the Empire, in the name of the White Rose, I grant you the right to education. This right is sacred and inviolable. Anyone who obstructs it is my enemy."

The whole audience was silent, with only nervous breathing.

"Long live Her Majesty the Queen!"

Cheers came one after another.

Some people held their faces in their hands and burst into tears.

They were not excited about the opportunity to study. They were old, and it didn't matter whether they studied or not, but they still had children.

They didn't want their children to do heavy physical labor like them.

Their descendants must go to school, at least to recognize the Queen's decree.

The cheers almost shook the square to pieces.

Roland was somewhat surprised by the enthusiasm of the crowd.

Roland carefully arranged what Sif had said just now, and the key point was to emphasize that the right to education came from Sif's gift.

Even if the old system comes to an end in the future, and people raise torches to ignite the decadent old era, they will remember that sunny afternoon when a young and beautiful queen gave them the right to education.

They will not show mercy to the old era, but will treat the descendants of the York family gently.

When you are down, you should not degenerate, and when you are proud, you should not forget yourself.

Don't just think about bullying people, accumulate some blessings for future generations.

After all, the descendants of the York family are his descendants.

Roland and Sif exchanged glances, and smiled at the corners of their lips at the same time.

However, the accident still happened as expected. In the hot atmosphere of cheering, discordant voices finally appeared.

After all, Suwig Province is a newly conquered province, and the mass base is not solid enough.

Especially those Oden people who did not leave.

It is unrealistic to expect them to sing praises to the Queen.

"Your Majesty, can we also be educated?"

The powerful man spoke fluent Sussex with an Oden accent and asked stammeringly.

Sif and Roland looked at each other and walked forward.

"I'm talking about all the people of the empire, even if they join the empire at this moment."

She is not talking about citizens, but subjects.

Even ordinary people without political power are eligible for education.

The strong Oden man couldn't believe his ears. After confirming again and again, the two-meter-tall tall man knelt down hard, wanting to express his gratitude in this way.

However, his knees were held up by an invisible force.

Sif raised her hands, and her gentle and majestic voice echoed over the square.

"No one in Sussex has to kneel to anyone."

Although this is a bit funny coming from an emperor, the show works extremely well.

The expressions of the obedient Oden tribesmen changed from uneasy to ecstatic, and then turned into wild cheers.

Looking at their crazy eyes, Roland had no doubt that they would not hesitate when Sif asked them to pick up weapons and charge at the enemy.

This is the power of the Queen to become a national icon.

The morale of the people in Suyige Province has stabilized.

?

of course not.

The discordant sounds are still there, and they are sharper.

"Your Majesty, your kindness is touching, but I don't have time to study and get an education."

The hoarse voice with a hint of exhaustion was almost lost in the crowd.

Sif could have pretended not to hear, but she chose to raise the golden scepter.

The scepter was raised and the noise ceased.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Sif's order.

Sif smiled and looked at the doubters in the crowd.

He was only a little over 1.6 meters tall. He was wearing rough canvas work clothes that had been washed a little bit white. His baggy trousers looked a bit uncoordinated hanging on his thin legs.

Despite his efforts to cleanse his skin, the heavy work still left his skin dark and his back stooped.

There was also a tattered rattan helmet hanging around his waist.

Pretty standard coal miner attire.

Roland narrowed his eyes, looking a little complicated.

He already guessed what the questioner was going to say.

He had the perfect answer in his heart, but he didn't know how to express it. After all, it was too advanced and incompatible with this era.

"Sir, what do you do?"

"I, I dig coal." The miner blushed.

There were bursts of laughter all around, and the citizens around the miner subconsciously distanced themselves from him. In the eyes of urban residents, miners and farmers should not go to cities.

They are crude and ignorant, and their bodies have the odor of sweat that can never be washed away.

Someone shouted, "Where are the guards? How can low-class people sneak into the Queen's parade?"

The words of this loud voice also represent the attitude of most people.

Sif glanced at Roland's profile with her peripheral vision, saw him staring at the miner, and instantly understood his tendency.

"Sir, how long do you have to work every day?"

"I don't know, I just know that I have to get up before dawn, and it will take a long time before I can go back after dark. I really want to study, but I just don't have time."

Sif was thinking about how to answer when Roland came to him.

"Eight hours, eight hours a day!"

"Even if the whole world opposes it, it cannot be changed. This is the bottom line!"

Roland's voice trembled slightly and his face was slightly distorted.

He clenched his fists, and the memories of his death attacked him crazily.

Sif calmly came to Roland, quietly held his trembling and cold hand, and shared her soft warmth with him.

"Working eight hours a day is my will and no one can violate it."