Chapter 72 Official Framework
After leaving Fluorescent Castle, Russell did not return to his territory immediately, but instead headed to the town.
Later, in the town's public office, I met Bencote, the mayor of Youguang Town, a middle-aged man in his forties with two beautiful mustaches.
"Master Russell, welcome to the office." Bencott greeted without enthusiasm, "Can I help you?"
As an official of the territory, he was only loyal to Baron Roman and the baron's heir, Roland.
"Mayor Bencott, I would like to invite the caravan to the Black-rumped Snake Manor." Russell expressed his intention. "The small market in the manor has begun to be renovated. From now on, when the caravan arrives every month, they can go to the Black-rumped Snake Manor to sell. I will Tax exemption for caravans.”
Commercial tax is a very important tax for lords, including toll tax, import tax, export tax, etc.
Every time a caravan travels to and from the Netherworld Valley, it must pay taxes to the Fluorescent Castle.
If you go to Wuyao Snake Manor, you have to pay a commercial tax, which is obviously not cost-effective, so Russell can only use tax-free methods to attract caravans. Without tax exemption, given the geographical location of Wuyao Snake Manor, he probably won’t receive any tax. Business tax.
At this stage, Russell just wants to stimulate consumption in the territory first.
"Is it tax-free? If so, I will ask the clerk to notify the caravan in the town. Of course, whether the caravan is willing to go there depends on the merchants themselves. I will not force them to go there." Bencote said .
"Of course, buying and selling is a matter of mutual consent." After Russell achieved his goal, he said goodbye and left.
Wait until you return to the territory.
Everyone is busy, Charles has been running around the manor all day, the wildcat sisters are nowhere to be seen, not even the butler Maurice.
"Mr. Morris went to the small market and said he wanted to discuss with Old Hans the selection of pigherds, horseherds and fishherds." Leona, the head maid, replied, "He asked me to tell you, sir, before dinner begins, He will come back."
"I know." Russell nodded.
Seeing that there was still a while before dinner, he simply took out a magic potion that boiled with fighting spirit and started to practice the knight's evening class.
The swordsmanship talent brought by Jian Die gave him a new understanding of "Yao Guang Sword Technique".
But he did not change his training strategy. He still practiced hard on one move, using the sword to attract the fighting spirit and dig out the meridians.
"Every time the sword is swung, the traction on fighting spirit is much stronger than before, and the cultivation efficiency has been increased at least five times!" Russell felt carefully, and with the help of subtle differences, he silently calculated the cultivation increase brought by Sword Butterfly in his mind.
"Three years!"
"I want to dig out all the meridians in my body and be promoted to a great knight within three years!" Russell was full of pride and set a small goal for himself.
Of course, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. He did not slack off due to the improvement of his training talent. He still used every move with all his strength and treated the training class like an ascetic. Keep going until the sun goes down and dinner begins.
at the same time.
As if stepping on the right foot, Charles came over with the Wildcat sisters.
Charles skillfully took off his coat and hat, handed them to the valet, and walked together with Russell: "Sir, have you found any records of the Blood Tooth Fungus in Fluorescent Castle?"
"No, it seems we need to explore on our own."
"Well, fortunately, Lone Wolf Lisbon has experience in planting blood tooth bacteria before. We can refer to this experience and make fine adjustments."
"How are the preparations for tomorrow's manor meeting?"
"I was about to report to you." Charles followed Russell into the restaurant and waved to the Wildcat sisters behind him, "Come in quickly... Sir, we visited seven villages today, and each village arranged for serfs to discuss, Elect appropriate representatives to attend tomorrow’s manor meeting.”
"Where's the official's frame?"
"It has been planned. I will write a complete charter when I go back in the evening. Now I will introduce it to you."
The valets had already begun to serve the food, and Charles introduced it as he ate.
According to the basic framework of the Shadow Flame Grand Duchy, the Black-waisted Snake Manor adopts a structure similar to the separation of powers. Of course, the lord is the law, which is an undoubted premise.
Under the authority of the lord, officials divided their powers into three parts.
"A chief clerk is responsible for the management of all general affairs in the territory; a chief security officer is responsible for the security of the territory and defense against snow ghosts; a chief court officer is responsible for the adjudication of all disputes in the territory and the punishment of criminal acts."
"It's feasible." Russell agreed.
Charles continued to explain: "Under the Chief Clerk, there is a tax officer, an agricultural and animal husbandry officer, an education officer, a diplomat, and a health officer who has been specifically asked by your Excellency... In fact, there is also a water conservancy officer. , construction officer, medical officer, marketing officer, etc., but there is no need to set them up.”
Russell still nodded: "It's feasible."
"At the same time, below the chief clerk, the structure of the village chief and the serf steward is still maintained. The serf steward is responsible to the chief clerk, and the chief clerk is responsible to the chief clerk."
"feasible."
"Below the Chief of Security, there are two knight teams, one is the Manor Knights and one is the Catacomb Rangers; at the same time, there is another security patrol team below the Manor Knights; and there is a Catacomb Patrol team below the Catacombs Rangers. Team."
Charles obviously put a lot of effort into it and said it very smoothly: "Of course, if necessary, we will also set up a Cordyceps Guard and a Farm Security Team, which can be attached to each village commander to act as a temporary patrol force."
"It's feasible," Russell said.
"Finally, there is the chief judge. Below him, there will be a judge, a defense officer, and an escort officer... To be honest, it's a bit bloated. Perhaps only one chief judge is needed, and a few clerks will run errands."
"Let's set up the framework first. As for whether to set up these officials, we will discuss it later." Russell said.
"As you wish."
"Leave a position for an adjutant for each official. Don't recruit them yet. I will recruit them later when I see the situation." Russell said again. His idea is to pull a team of officials first, run in and train them, and when his territory expands in the future, there will be available officials immediately.
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The next day, starting from early morning, the entire Black-waisted Snake Manor was as lively as the Dragon's Birthday - the Dragon's Birthday is the birthday of the Shadow Flame Dragon, which is equivalent to the New Year on Earth.
The serfs rarely put down their work and rushed to the small market.
"It's been a long time since we held a manor meeting. I remember the last one was twelve years ago, when the Baron appointed old Hans as the foreman of the manor." An elderly serf vaguely remembered the last manor meeting.
"Yes, many years have passed, and the young Hans has become old Hans now."
"I wonder who the master will appoint as an official."
"It must be Sir Charles."
"But Sir Charles is not a judge? I had a fight with Stutter Bob last week, and Sir Charles fined me three copper coins!"
"That was just temporary, today is the real deal."
The serfs gathered, the small market was crowded, and the two rows of houses along the street were crowded with people.
The serfs holding pipes talked about the officials, praised the master, or planned to raise some chickens, ducks, geese, etc.; the women also gathered in twos and threes, doing some work by the way, picking vegetables or washing rice.
The children were the happiest, forming a team and running around.
The sun was rising, and suddenly, someone shouted loudly: "The Lord is here!"
Then, on the street west of the small market, the serfs bent down one after another like waves, saluting the Lord.
At this moment, Russell was riding on a majestic black horse, facing the sun, walking slowly towards the small market along the charcoal trail.
The sun shone on his handsome face, as if it had been coated with a layer of golden light.
The aristocratic style with full aura made the serfs unable to open their eyes.
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In the new month, I ask for monthly tickets