Infrastructure Throne

The mansion of Viscount Boya was ransacked by the officiant!

In the afternoon of that day, this unbelievable news was spread all over the city. The streets and alleys, people's conversations after dinner without exception, all vividly described how Shen Qingze dealt with the arrogant nobles on weekdays.

Unlike Earl Yan En, who values ​​fame, Viscount Boya has always had a bad reputation in the city, and greed and arrogance are synonymous with him.

The servants, craftsmen and tenant farmers raised by his family all did the heaviest work for the meager wages. This time he threatened the craftsmen in the iron factory, and there was already a lot of complaints.

It's just that due to his noble status and the support of Earl Yan En, no one dared to deal with him.

Everyone knows that the ironworks on the outskirts of the city were built and opened by the chief priest, and the Viscount Boya even dared to use the loopholes overtly and secretly by the chief priest. How could those humble craftsmen who have no power and power dare to stroke their beards?

Never expected that when the officiant made a move, it would be rainstorm and thunder!

He personally led people to smash the gate of Viscount Boya's house, emptied the house, and even arrested all the guards who depended on Viscount Boya's dominance in the name of criminals!

"Oh? Are you asking the chief priest if this is taking advantage of his identity to openly retaliate against Viscount Boya?"

In the tavern, a group of drinkers were discussing happily.

The insider smiled mysteriously: "No, no, my lord is in charge of farming. This time, I came to collect taxes. The furniture that was moved was sold and confiscated to compensate Viscount Boya for the money, food and taxes owed over the years. I sold a lot of gold coins. Woolen cloth!"

"No way? Isn't the master priest also a nobleman? Aren't they all the same?"

"Of course the officiant is different!"

"My lord is the hero of our Yuanliu City!"

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When people were talking about this event that caused a sensation in the whole city, Earl Yan En's mansion was also bustling like never before.

After hearing the news, the visiting nobles almost broke through the threshold. Of course, they didn't care much about a mere viscount, but came for only one thing - food tax.

It was already night, but the living room of the Earl's Mansion was still brightly lit.

Earl Yan En sat on the first seat and closed his eyes to rest his mind. His wife stood behind him, and a pair of slender hands gently pressed his shoulders.

On the first seat on his left was the salt and iron officer Berg, who was silently pouring tea for himself. The man on the right, full of resentment, with a bruised nose and swollen face, was the protagonist of this incident, Viscount Boya.

He was holding gauze on his forehead and arms, and one eye was black and black, as if he had been punched by something.

The injury on his body was not caused by someone sent by Shen Qingze to beat him, but he was bumped and fell when he was fighting with the porters and guards for the things in his home during the day.

With that gloomy bitter gourd face, it looks extraordinarily funny.

There was an unbearable muffled laugh at the dining table, Viscount Boya became more and more angry, and slammed the table: "What are you laughing at? What's so funny! Do you think that once that guy starts this trick, I will be the only one?" Unlucky?"

"He can lead a group of people into my house today and evacuate my hall, and tomorrow he can use the tax arrears as an excuse to break into your house!"

"At that time, maybe you guys will be worse off than me! The grain accepted in your warehouse, and the wealth accumulated by your family for hundreds of years, maybe all of them will be taken away by him!"

Viscount Boya's words directly addressed the most worrying part of everyone's heart. The laughter disappeared and was replaced by noisy discussions, restless eyes, and tightened brows.

"I don't think there is any need to be alarmist." A nobleman said in a strange way, "If you hadn't secretly provoked him first, how could you have made that guy angry? Do such a ridiculous thing!"

"Isn't it just a few craftsmen? You just leave it to him."

The family of the nobleman who spoke has a lot of fertile land, but no mining industry. There is no direct conflict of interest with the suburban iron factory. On the contrary, he has a lot of opinions on the provocative Viscount Boya.

Viscount Boya was furious, and another person said:

"That's right. Think about it, everyone. There are still a few little nobles in the Viscount's mansion today. I think they are all well-behaved, and nothing happened at home, so the officiant is obviously only targeting you, not to get food. Tax cuts."

Another echoed: "I heard that in the Viscount's mansion, there were guards who dared to attack the officiant and injured him. That's why he was arrested. He deserved it! No matter what, there should be a limit. "

Viscount Boya was extremely wronged, his temples were throbbing with anger, and he couldn't help explaining loudly: "I didn't intend to do anything to him at all, he jumped on him himself!"

What responded to him was a cold snort, obviously everyone didn't believe it.

"No matter what, the priest still left room for you. Otherwise, it's not just your bodyguards who are being seized. I'm afraid you have to go to the dungeon of the city lord's mansion. How can you sit here properly? "

A group of stupid pigs who deceive themselves and others are short-sighted!

Viscount Boya was trembling with anger, and turned to Earl Yan En, who closed his eyes and said nothing, "My lord, what do you say?"

Earl Yan En squeezed the aching brows, and said lightly: "You were too reckless this time, and you didn't do it beautifully, but who would have expected that that kid would dare to risk the disgrace of the world?"

"Let's see it this way. Let's wait and see what happens, and see if that kid is going to continue to make a fuss about the food tax in an attempt to attack our old nobles, or just to avenge Viscount Boya's personal grievances."

"If it's the former, we can only unite and resist to the end!"

Viscount Boya resented Yan En's growing timidity, but he had no choice.

When meeting such an officiant who is even more rascal than himself, who can he turn to for reasoning? !

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Suburban ironworks.

"Master Priest! Lord Priest! Good news!"

With a face full of excitement, Jin Da ran to an office room on the second floor that was hung with a "CEO" nameplate. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Shen Qingze bandaging the "wound" on his right index finger.

The fine gauze wraps the fingers layer by layer, and a symmetrical bow is tied at the tiger's mouth.It was just short of writing "I was seriously injured" on it.

Jin Da scratched the back of his head in doubt: "My lord, are your injuries all right? Do you want me to go to the Santo's Mansion to ask a doctor?"

"Oh, no need." Shen Qingze waved his hand, "It's already very beautiful."

Jin Da: "...beautiful??"

"What good news?" Shen Qingze sat behind the large date redwood desk, with an open "Porcelain Kiln Plan" in front of him.

"The artisans who left before are back, and there are still many who come here. This time you showed your face in the whole city. Since you punished Viscount Boya, some people who were bullied by him are not afraid of him. Yes, they feel that you are their backer!"

Shen Qingze glanced at the main panel, the column of the reputation system, his own reputation has advanced a long way to the stage of fame.

When the prestige reaches a certain level, it can be exchanged for lucky draw opportunities in the treasure house, or other rare props.

Thinking of my pitiful chance to draw a lottery, I don't know how long it takes to save ten consecutive lucky draws.

Jin Da raised his eyebrows, and said in a rough voice, "I went to the smelting room to see, and the batch of standard swords and swords you ordered to be made before has almost been completed. Can we also put the construction of porcelain kiln on the agenda? "

After finishing speaking, Jin Dagong respectfully presented a pair of sword boxes with both hands, the lid was opened, and a fine steel sword full of cold light was embedded in the sword frame.

Shen Qingze held it in his hand, stroking the blade lightly with his fingertips, the edge of the blade was polished extremely thin and sharp, with blood grooves on both sides, as if he was hungry for blood.

Although it is not as good as the world-defying spear he personally made for Yan Zui, but as a mass-produced fine steel sword using the steel pouring method, the carbon content is controlled in a comparatively advantageous area.

The iron swords and swords currently on the market are completely incomparable in terms of quality, price and aesthetics.

"The building of the porcelain kiln is not in a hurry." Shen Qingze flicked his fingers on the sword, and let out a clear and crisp contention.

"why?"

Shen Qingze pressed his forehead helplessly: "I'm out of money!"

Jin Da blinked: "Didn't you just snatch it from Viscount Boya... Oh no, did you take a sum?"

Shen Qingze: "It's confiscated for tax credit, and it won't go into my pocket. Next, I plan to personally escort this batch of swords and swords, and go to Pearl City to sell them for a good price."

Jin Da volunteered: "Why do you need to run errands yourself for such a trivial matter? Leave it to me!"

"You?" Shen Qingze shook his head, "You don't understand marketing, maybe you will be lowered in price, and there is another important thing on my trip."

"what's up?"

Shen Qingze gently blew on the hot tea foam: "Talents, we are in urgent need of talents."

In the final analysis, the competition of science and technology is the competition of talents!

"Look, just a viscount in the city can monopolize craftsmen and manipulate us. In the future, when we build porcelain kilns, textile factories, and plantations, we will inevitably continue to conflict with the interests of those old nobles. Are we going to repeat the same mistakes? ?”

Jin Da was puzzled and said, "You can come to check the tax again."

Shen Qingze put down the teacup, and frowned slightly: "The tax inspection is a must. Now that our strength is still weak, it's not the time to start a full-scale war with the old nobles."

Shen Qingze thought casually, the obscene development plan has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard.

"Pearl City is a big city in the north, so there must be talents we need to recruit. These people have no foundation in Yuanliu City and can only rely on me. The old nobles have no influence on them."

Jin Da asked, "Then when shall we set off?"

Shen Qingze thought for a while: "The sooner the better, it's best to leave tomorrow."

"Then, do you want to report to the city lord?"

Shen Qingze paused for a moment, and involuntarily touched the decapitated duck in his sleeve - the head and body had been temporarily wrapped with fine gauze, which looked like a mummy duck.

"...You can tell Fan Mizhou and let him convey it on your behalf."

"Yes!"

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Shen Qingze's itinerary arrangement is extremely efficient.

In the early morning of the next day, the ironworks sent a group of workers to box all the standard swords and filled five wagons, which were escorted by Shen Qingze's guards.

A group of dozens of merchants escorted Shen Qingze's carriage in the middle, walked out of the city gate, and set off in the direction of Mingzhu City.

Pearl City is located on the upper reaches of the Chiyuan River, and is also built along the water.Although Yuanliu City has a wharf, it does not have a shipbuilding workshop, let alone craftsmen who can build large ships.Almost all the boats on this river come from Pearl City.

The water transportation is stable, safe and convenient, and the cargo volume is still large. Not to mention the slow road, you may encounter bandits, monsters and sporadic looting orcs halfway.

Shen Qingze, who had been bouncing around in the carriage all day, leaned halfway on the cushion prepared by Jin Da, silently opened his schedule book, and solemnly added the word "shipbuilding" after the textile factory and porcelain kiln.

In a blink of an eye, it was dark and it was not appropriate to continue on our way.

Shen Qingze ordered Jin Dazha to make a meal, and sent another person to patrol around, after finishing all the work, he hugged the duck in his arms, lay down on the soft cushion and fell asleep.

Half asleep and half awake, the big white dog lying on the axle of the carriage barked suddenly.

Shen Qingze was awakened suddenly, with such a dark face, met a robber? !

He squinted and opened the car door, but his gaze hit a guard in the entourage head-on, with his head lowered, wrapped in silver armor.

Shen Qingze looked at him calmly, and said calmly: "What happened?"

The guard didn't answer in awe like the others, but slowly raised his head, and in Shen Qingze's gradually dazed eyes, revealed an extremely handsome face under the helmet.

"I heard, are you injured?"