[Moriarty of Worrying about the Country] Descartes Formula

"Have you heard? Earl Moriarty's land rent has dropped a lot!"

"The ranch rent of our boss's house is less than one-seventh of what it used to be"

"When you have no money, you can use any crop to repay the debt!"

"Really!" "That's great~ I really want to leave everything here with the fat baron and move to the earl's territory."

In the bazaar, everyone was talking about the new rent, and the commoners were a little bit happy with the naked eye, and they also praised the new earl a little bit more, and the rejection of the nobles seemed to be less before.

"The fat baron before was not like this. He rented it to poor people like us at a cheap price and bought a full set of the latest agricultural machinery. Leave us money that won't starve and barely get by.

Many people who wanted to escape or rebelled against the nobles were caught and whipped. If they didn't want to become criminals, who would want to continue to maintain the status quo like this. "The person who spoke seems to be because the land is on the baron's side, and it is severely exploited, so he hates the nobles quite a lot. Even if this is a new nobleman, he thinks this is just a new reincarnation. After a while The rent will inevitably continue to rise.

The girl who was picking up the grapefruit paused for a second when she heard this, and asked the old woman at the fruit stand, "Do you really think that Earl Moriarty will follow the baron's old path?"

"My old lady doesn't know much about that. Although the nobles are not all bad people, but because of that guy, everyone doesn't have a good impression of the nobles. If you want to integrate into this place, it will probably take a long time to test, but Speaking of which, you are here for the second time, and I thought you were a little strange before, and I basically know everyone in this small town. The only newcomer here is the Earl's family, are you a servant of that family?" the old woman asked curiously.

The girl smiled without saying a word. She picked some grapefruits and planned to juice them. There are not many abundant fruits these days. Grapefruits can beautify and lose weight, which makes her a little eager to move. After all, no matter how beautiful the face is, it needs maintenance.

"Ah, Michelle, you're here again today~" The girl turned around and saw Michelle with her hair tied up. It looks pretty tied up, but the curly hair looks even better.Standing next to Michelle was a plainly dressed man wearing a small hat and holding a basket of grapefruits in his hands. Speaking of which, Michelle seemed to have said last time that his husband grows grapefruits, and this is Barton. Bar.

Michelle was a little surprised when she saw Chris, and she had a good impression of her, so she greeted her with a gentle smile at the moment, "Chris, are you here to buy fruit again?" "Well, Is this Mr. Button?" The girl nodded.

Barton looked at Chrissy, and immediately noticed that although she was wearing simple clothes, the fabrics were obviously very high-end, and he basically knew everyone in this town, so they were very strange at first glance, probably from the earl's family. Come on, he nodded silently in response, and then talked to the proprietress of the fruit stand about the purchase.

Although Mr. Barton looks a bit fierce on the outside, he will look at Michelle from time to time when he is doing things, and when he sees that she seems to be chatting happily with the nobleman, he looks away.

Chris naturally noticed it, and she was quite envious of this feeling, "Mr. Barton cares about you, Michelle." Michelle also nodded shyly, "Yes. But, Chris, you are about the same age as me. Should be about the same?" "Huh? I am 21 years old." The girl said.

"Is there anyone asking for a marriage? Chris is so beautiful, she should be very popular." Michelle said curiously, "..." The girl blinked her eyes, but she should answer, concealing her identity Not too good, after all, is to make friends. "I'm already engaged."

"Which family is it from?" "Well...it's Earl Moriarty." As the girl spoke, she saw a trace of surprise and awe in Michelle's eyes, and retreated.

"Which noble lady are you from?" Michelle looked at Chris with a bit of anxiety. She should have thought that such a beautiful stranger would naturally come with the count, but she thought it was Maid, those who can marry the earl must be of similar class, and everyone knows that they are well-matched.

"Hey, that's why I didn't say it last time, because I didn't want Michelle to hate me or alienate me. I used to be a child of a farmer's family. My father raised sheep and was later made an earl. After that, those nobles looked down on me. Me, my former friends are not with me anymore. In addition, when I come to this strange place, Michelle is the first friend I want to make, do you want to alienate me too?" The girl said with her clear eyes Looking at Michelle with blue eyes, she immediately felt guilty.

Indeed, Chris's situation is indeed embarrassing, being looked down upon by the nobles and alienated by the common people, if she followed her fiancé to this strange place, wouldn't it be too pitiful if she alienated her because of her status.

Michelle showed a look of comfort, "I didn't want to alienate you, Chris is so beautiful, of course I want to continue to be your friend, as long as you don't despise me." "How come, Michelle Er is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen." The girl said with a smile.

Being praised for being beautiful by a beautiful noble lady is a great compliment in the first place. Michelle blushed, and Barton, who was coming over after finishing the matter, always felt that something was subtly wrong.

"You have to go back, see you next time~ If you want to find me, the Moriarty house is over there." The girl pointed in the direction and continued, "Don't worry, the earl usually works in London. Not at home, another young master is in school, and another one will go out in the next few days, I am the only one at home, so you don't have to worry." The girl smiled and Michelle nodded.I feel a little more distressed for the lonely and independent Chris, just like seeing my sister.

Although Michelle looked fine, that Mr. Barton seemed to have some melancholy in his brows. Speaking of which, Mr. Barton's land was in the baron's territory, and he was also being exploited now.

Well, speaking of it, the baron seemed to have a weakness last time, a heart attack.People with heart disease can't stand stimulation the most, but what stimulation is needed to kill, and to achieve the effect of staying out of the way, sitting on the sofa at home, the girl unconsciously put her hand on her chin and thought.

Speaking of which, the baron was really impatient, and he came to the door before William and the others planned to come. This day happened to be a rest day, and the army also gave Albert a vacation. So at the moment, he is sitting leisurely on the sofa, reading the newspaper, and the standard black tea.

The black tea was made by Chris. In recent days, Louis has been arranged by the girl to develop a new business, which is a newspaper office.

Three years ago, William also mentioned that if Chris’s short stories were not published by the newspaper, he would build a newspaper by himself, but at that time, the newspaper was quite smart and accepted them all and published them, so this idea was dropped. Later, this matter was mentioned by Louis, and the girl didn't pay attention to it. Recently, the girl suddenly remembered something.

In the 21st century, on the Internet, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false news. As long as the fake news looks decent, it will confuse many people, arouse a large group of people’s discussions, and finally become popular searches, and sometimes official rebuttals will be rejected. The public opinion position completely controls the thoughts of the spectators.

Whoever did something bad in today’s release will be attacked by spectators. Tomorrow, the reversal will be released, and the reversed role will continue to be cast aside by spectators. Being manipulated is like grass on the wall, but such a power is an energy that cannot be underestimated.

Because language is the sharpest knife, whoever controls the voice of the media will control victory and justice, and can use the voice of the masses to attack the people they want to target.

Public opinion warfare is a battlefield that is as powerful as real swords and guns at any time, so as long as you hold this weapon in your own hands, it will be easier to change the consciousness of the people, and it will not be easily used by the enemy first This trick leads to a disadvantage.

Although Louis didn't quite understand the series of terminology the girl said about public opinion warfare, he still understood the newspaper's plan to better help William, and immediately rushed out to open up new business with high spirits.

The topic is far away, the girl is sitting on the sofa next to Albert at the moment, looking at the baron who barged in aggressively.

The baron shouted angrily, "Earl Moriarty, didn't you say last time that you can't lower it too much! You make it difficult for me to do it! It's reduced to one-seventh, and the sharecroppers on my side all demand Reduce the land rent and abolish the payment fee! What’s more, they say that they want to exchange farmland and transfer it to your territory! If I promise, they can immediately refund the money for the agricultural machinery I paid for in the past! If the income is increasing day by day If it is reduced, my baron's family will go bankrupt, and I will fall out of the upper class! Don't you want me to be a man?!"

"Master Baron, calm down." The girl came out with a cup of black tea with a peaceful smile, but when the angry baron waved her hand, the girl let go of her hand, and the whole cup of black tea was splashed on the baron's pants, and he was instantly caught. Hot jumped up, and stretched out his fingers to swear at people, but felt Albert's eyes on the side, and had to hold back.

But when he wanted to swear, it was uncomfortable to be held back. The baron's face turned purple for a moment, and his heart was still beating violently. When he thought of the tenant farmers who were still surrounding the gate of his manor, he felt dark in front of his eyes. Supporting the sofa, he urgently took out a bottle of medicine from his clothes with one hand, and was about to pour it into his mouth.