Transmigration of the bastard lord

The Earl... seems to be going crazy again.

The servants who served in the big house were cautious, while the servants who heard only a few words were hiding in various corners and whispering.

There was a lot of noise in the room in the morning, and even smashed the wall mirror that was said to be worth more than 500 gold coins.

Then he was so angry that he wanted to smash the bed because he was bumped by Mr. Bingley, the pastor.

After lunch, the city lord came out to hang out, and it was said that he was yelling and making noise, and wanted to demolish the big house...

Well, although it is in such a small area, as long as rumors spread, they are more uncontrollable than war.

Mr. Bingley, the pastor who was innocently shot, burst into tears, but he couldn't help doubting: "Did I really offend the Earl unintentionally? Heavenly Father, don't hold grudges against that tyrant..."

Although the pastor with the background of the Holy See will be treated preferentially wherever he goes, but Earl Sig Frandi, who dares to make trouble in the imperial capital and has a deep background, may not care about it.In short, Mr. Pastor, who was once again summoned to the big house to perform light healing magic for the Earl, retreated into the prayer room after returning to the small garden where he lived.

"Whether the earl is possessed or has a sudden change of temperament, I will not jump to judgment, let alone participate in it." Mr. Bingley clasped his hands on his chest and prayed very devoutly, "My merciful heavenly father, please Protect your hesitant lamb... I am willing to dedicate my life to you, and I only hope that I can stay in peace for the full term...Damn it, I shouldn't have followed me because of the generous donation! My lord bishop, send someone to replace me Bar……"

Fu Youguang, who injured his foot and was helped back to the big house by the senior servant, remained silent for a long time, and... his expression became very subtle.

Well, yes, the main body version of the Earl, who has a little bit of pain tolerance, didn't faint from crying this time, but complained intermittently and seemed a little topsy-turvy because of the pain.

"I always give them the best treatment... No nobleman serves brown bread and broth like me!"

"What do you think of me? You devil! I will never admit that you are me in another world!"

"Before they were blessed by me, many of them had never eaten anything decent!" Seeger cried out a list of names, and Fu Youguang vaguely knew when he heard the names... Well, this It seems to be the names of those concubines... It seems that Sig didn't really ignore those concubines at all, but just threw them into the garbage dump in the memory attic, so Fu Youguang couldn't find them, "I promise they can Live like a human being, able to eat the same food as me every day... I am the god who created their new life! And you blame me ignorantly!" What the fuck is a second grade... well, now that you are crying For the sake of dying and dying, I will endure you once... However, when Sig accidentally said something, Fu Youguang had to be serious: "This is not the world you used to live in, and the environment you live in can hardly be seen. When it comes to hunger and war, your druids can produce several thousand catties of grain per mu... But we don't have it here! Even the most productive crops found by plant hunters don't have a yield of two hundred catties per mu! This is the normal state of our world! Don't use your world's standards to measure my actions! Don't use your eyes to judge my right or wrong!"

Seriously speaking, Fu Youguang's understanding of this world is really superficial.Although Sig's memory is integrated, it's not very modest to describe it just by looking at it.Fu Youguang, who was a little bit guilty, didn't stop Sieg from crying, and after healed the injury on his foot, he plunged into the study.

The religious power of this world is much more powerful and terrifying than that of the earth.Just like Sig, who once fell into unscrupulous words, said, if the residents of this world were born in civilian families, then congratulations, your life journey is a super-large copy of the H difficulty, and the challenge Or only you.Wanting to learn knowledge, or even just learn to write your own name, is a luxury.The strict and solidified class has woven countless layers of invisible and impenetrable giant nets on everyone's heads, prohibiting any flow from low to high.Among them, the web of knowledge blockade woven by the Holy See and the royal family is the most terrifying. The civilians who hide books and find them will either sell themselves to a certain nobleman to become serfs forever, or be hanged on the gallows by nooses one after another ( Non-authors made up random things, the monotheism in medieval Europe did this).And the reasons for hanging them are also very simple and crude: heretics, or witches who bring disasters.

What's even more sad is that when an unwilling civilian tried his best to learn knowledge in order to change his fate, and was pushed to Xingtai by the powerful after being exposed, those civilians who should have stood on the same front as him would believe without doubt that This "criminal" is really a heretic, a "witch" who brings disaster; they throw rotten leaves and spit on this rare brave man in their group, and hate this guy for making them live a miserable life...

The files recording more than a dozen similar incidents are grandly placed on the top row of the bookcase. These all happened in the city of Amp below the castle.Sometimes, when the mayor of the consul catches such a brave man who resists fate, he is reluctant to kill him at once, but throws them into the prison and puts them there first.When it is necessary—such as floods, epidemics, or even when people starve to death due to the lack of harvest in spring—then drag out this heretic who has been "preserved" for a long time, and hang them with great fanfare to appease the people. The anger of the populace.

The first thing he got when he entered the study was such disgusting and helpless things, which made Fu Youguang extremely irritable.At this moment, he wished he could become a great god of time travel, travel through space, and bring countless great founding ideas from countless earths to change the world...

All right.After all, it wasn't all bad things. When he looked through the materials of various professional clubs, Fu Youguang refreshed a little.

This world is full of fantasy products such as magic, vindictiveness, monsters, and giant dragons. According to legend, there is one in the Roka Mountains stretching tens of thousands of kilometers to the west of Hydesey's territory.This Hyderside Castle, built on the hillside, was also first built by the king when it was the Hyderside Kingdom to resist the attack of the giant dragon... It's so fantastic, Fu Youguang commented.

The first sentence of the promotional slogans of all professional guild halls is quite similar: after the war of the gods, the various tribes that lost their blessings rose one after another in order to protect themselves.In order to protect their respective races, these strong men who were conferred gods in the historical classics passed down their respective schools... In simple terms, they are nothing more than spellcasters, knights, warriors, fighters, walkers, and rangers.

Becoming a spellcaster requires extremely high talent, and the minimum mental power threshold of 100 cards keeps most people out.Even among the elves with the highest spiritual power, the proportion of them who can become spellcasters is no more than one in a thousand.As for the human beings who are generally considered to have low to medium mental power, this ratio can be as high as [-]/[-]...

However, there are no such strict restrictions for other professional powerhouses. As long as they are physically strong, hard-working, and have a certain family support, many people can still choose to develop in the direction of fighters, fighters, and walkers.As for the knight, well, this profession can only be supported by at least middle-class families, so don't force it!

This is indeed a way out, although it is better than nothing for most civilians.But occasionally, if a lucky person becomes a strong person, he can indeed change the fate of himself and his family.It can be regarded as giving hope to hundreds of millions of civilians!Fu Youguang, who flipped through the materials of the professional club, smiled wryly and shook his head.

Why do you smile bitterly, because even becoming a trainee requires two steps: one is to pass the exam and meet the standards of the professional trade union in terms of physical, will, and spirit; the other is to pay a gold coin to register as a trainee materials, and distribution of introductory-level textbooks...

The vast majority of civilians are illiterate, so in order to learn this textbook, please pay another three to five gold coins, and the trade union will arrange a suitable tutor for you according to your conditions...

Don't think this is dark, in fact, the price of the trade union is already very fair.If you are privately hiring professional experts for one-on-one guidance, please prepare at least ten gold coins.

After looking at the detailed list of city market management sent by the head of Anpu City, Fu Youguang can roughly confirm that the purchasing power of a gold coin is approximately equal to the 1 soft sister coins in his time and space.but!yes!With reference to the treatment documents of the relevant ruling personnel sent by the consul and the recruitment information published in the newspaper, the income level of the people in this world... is really painful.

A healthy teenager can only earn six silver coins by cleaning the stables for a month!That is 600 copper coins! (The currency in this article adopts the decimal system)

The old man who sweeps the streets has four silver coins!

A strong woman who works in a bakery, eight silver pieces!

Fifteen silver coins for a strong, hard-working adult man!

Selling alcohol in a bar, selling jokes part-time, sacrificing a very large young woman: twenty silver coins.

The above are the lucky ones who can find jobs among ordinary citizens. (After checking this part, Fu Youguang also understands that he has discriminated against Sig too much. This bastard is willing to pay the servants at least [-] silver coins, and the food provided is considered generous compared to this world.)

Let’s look at the treatment of administrative staff. Of course, don’t think about it. Those who can enter the city hall must be from the middle class at least: ordinary scribes, with a monthly salary of one to two gold coins.

Clerks who run errands and pass on messages: two to five gold coins.

Ordinary members of various combat units who have at least the first-level professional medal and are responsible for city security: three gold coins for rookies, and others will increase according to force.At present, the highest salary in the security team of Anpu City is the captain, a second-level fighter, with [-] gold coins.

Well, these belong to the income of the lower class people in the city hall... and then, the income of officials, is there still a need to mention it?There are no clean government institutions in this world. It is the class privilege of all officials to make it clear that it is the class privilege of all officials, just like nobles who kill people and pay a little money to settle the matter.

In short, the great class division and the horror of the gap between the rich and the poor in this world are unbelievable to those who have not experienced it personally.

Those hypocritical Western politicians on the earth must at least put on a layer of hypocrisy. If there is nothing to do, they will talk about democracy. If something happens to the civilians, they will cry real or fake. Advocacy also knows how to incite public opinion first... But the upper class in this world is different. They don't have public opinion at all in their eyes. They don't even bother to do the process of being hypocritical to deceive the people. Superficial, cowardly, stupid and short-sighted people are probably just two-legged sheep.You can search it when you are hungry, and you can peel it when it is cold.

To sum up, suppose a talented young man was unfortunately born into a commoner family in this world.So even if he is fully worth learning what he can do, his family will need several years of frugality to earn enough gold coins to support him to grow into a professional strongman who can take care of himself... and with the meager livelihood of the common people Difficult income, I'm really worried that this talented boy will not survive the day when he can raise enough money...

This is not a joke. In fact, one of the reports that was published as an anecdote in the newspaper was that a certain nobleman wanted to reward the old man who shined shoes on the roadside, but the old man had never seen gold coins and insisted on accepting silver coins...

Putting down a large pile of miscellaneous documents and newspapers in his hands, Fu Youguang once again had the urge to invite Chairman Mao to wipe out these ghosts and snakes... If it doesn't work, the PLA soldiers will give a regiment, and the first step is to take the people in Anpu City The ruling team is at the forefront...