This gunslinger is too reckless

"My lord, the pension and rewards have been distributed according to your requirements, and the total expenditure is [-] dinars." Looking at Jamila's handsome face, Zhao Dong's heart was a little restless, but he quickly suppressed it. down.

"What about income?" Zhao Dong turned his head away.

Although food and sex are also sexual, it is human nature to want to eat good food and spend a good night with beautiful women.But I have already said that I am not greedy for other people's bodies, and if I act like a pig brother, it will only make my subordinates feel that I am a duplicity scum.

"The family members and captives of those deserters were all sold to Ramon, the slave trader recommended by Manid, according to your instructions. The price was very fair, 25 dinars for adult men, [-] dinars for women, and five dinars for children. Gnar. The income is sixteen hundred dinars."

"In addition, [-] dinars and [-] pounds of wheat were looted from the bandit's den. The weapons were melted into agricultural tools according to your requirements and distributed to farmers with military exploits."

"The total income is [-] dinars, and there is no need to worry about military ration expenses for the time being. The net income after deducting expenses is [-] dinars."

"En." Zhao Dong nodded in satisfaction. This is basically consistent with Manid's accounts. He has indeed gained benefits from the war.

My real purpose is not to suppress the bandits, but to strengthen my own strength through the suppression of the bandits!And there are some things that cannot be calculated, such as the division of the taxation rights of feudal knights, the support of rural tyrants, and the power to mobilize farmers...

Although Zhao Dong does not have a title now, he is actually a nobleman, with military power, financial power, and ruling power, all in his hands, the so-called sufficient soldiers, sufficient food, and sufficient trust.

Next...

"It's just... my lord, wouldn't it be too cruel to be sold as a slave?!" Jamila plucked up her courage, expressed her dissatisfaction with Zhao Dong, and interrupted Zhao Dong's thoughts.

Zhao Dong turned his head away, the resentment in his heart diluted his instinctive desire, he looked at Jamila's face and felt that it was just that.

Women are all like this, one or two, who only open their thin lips and accuse me from the moral high ground... It seems that as long as there is love and kindness, there will be no famine or war in the world, how ridiculous!

"This is precisely kindness..." Zhao Dong said in a calm tone as much as possible.

"If your lord is kind, you should forgive the family members of those deserters. There is nothing wrong with women and children! You should also turn those bandits into good citizens, let them cultivate the land, and let them feel how much they earn from their labor..." Jamila's expression turned pale due to excitement. Dry red, seems to be intoxicated in his beautiful spiritual world.

"I'm sorry, I'm a Kujit savage, I can only kill people, but I can't teach people. Also, if you interrupt me like this, you are really Lord Yamila!" Zhao Dong really didn't understand, this guy is so naive , How did you survive till now?
Could this woman be a modern woman who traveled through time?Doesn't it take into account the limitations of the times at all? !Originally, he wanted to explain it patiently, but Zhao Dong felt that he had been criticized as an anti-human army leader, so he might as well follow her words.

I am a barbarian, I know nothing but murder and slave trade, you are the greatest, are you satisfied? !
Jamila lowered her head and remained silent.

"I'm sorry, my lord... I just have more expectations for you, and I want to say what's in my heart..." Jamila suppressed her tears and said softly.

She doesn't want to use tears to win other people's sympathy, even though she is a woman.

"It's time to write a good news letter to the king. I can't read, so let me dictate, and you write." Zhao Dong let out a sullen breath and changed the topic.

"Okay... my lord." Jamila turned her head away, wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, and sat down at the desk.

Zhao Dong sat on the bed, pondered for a while, and an article took shape in his brain. He knew how much truth he should tell, how much lies, and what he wanted from the king.

Following Zhao Dong's words, Jamila waved the quill pen, leaving lines of beautiful handwriting on the parchment...

The thinking and structure are very clear. Although it does not contain any high-society fancy vocabulary, the words and sentences are not vulgar, but have a special charm... What a good article!
After Jamila finished transcribing, she not only sighed, but even made Jamila wonder whether Zhao Dong had invited a great writer from Veruga to draft the manuscript in advance, and then recited it by himself.

Such a person obviously has received a good education, but why would he act like this... Jamila looked at Zhao Dong, and an inexplicable emotion swirled in her heart.
Zhao Dong really wanted to say calmly, everything is done, you can go out.But after calming down, he couldn't bear to drive her away.

Zhao Dong clearly felt that she was actually lonely, and no one could understand her. Although she was born in this era, she did not belong to this era.

Maybe 1000 years later, she will have a lot of responses on Weibo, publish many books, and do a lot of charity; but in this cruel Middle Ages, it is fate that she did not become a wandering warbler.

Perhaps one day, the lonely woman will quietly end her painful life.

"Do you... think I'm strong?" Zhao Dong asked suddenly, breaking the deathly silence.

"...It is indeed very strong."

"That's right, but I can beat one person, ten people, but I can't beat a hundred people, let alone there are far more than 100 people in this world." Zhao Dong continued, "So when I do anything, I must Consider the limitations of this world, otherwise I can't accomplish anything."

"Take this matter as an example. It is reasonable in this world for the loser to be sold as a slave, and no one will say anything. Instead, if I insist on benevolence, those powerful people, even farmers, and even my soldiers will oppose me. You can't beat them all!"

The last sentence, Zhao Dong almost yelled out to cover up his deep powerlessness.

'If a person is alive, if he can't act according to his own thoughts, he can only act according to the collective thinking. How is it different from ants and bees? "Yamila no longer hid her tears, she felt restless all over her body, and she felt that there was a soul as lonely as herself nearby.

He's just pretending to be gregarious, and he's more tired inside than himself.

"Aren't I slowly changing the limitations of the times? The landlord-tenancy system is better than feudal knights! Orderly exploitation and organized labor are better than banditry and misery! One day, the times will progress As you wish!"

Zhao Dong felt that his inner strength had risen again, and the previous confusion dissipated with this roar: "People are limited by the times, but why don't people stop changing the times?!
"Big... Zhao Dong..." Jamila felt that her loneliness was being eased, and she wanted to be close to this man, which was a desire from the heart to the body.

A wave of restlessness rushed into Zhao Dong's heart, the souls of the two began to resonate, and the rationality of both parties began to disintegrate.

This is how the ancient movement started. Now there are no generals, no subordinates, no troubles in the world, only a man and a woman, and they pursue pleasure without restraint.

"Animals in the lower body...Talk about the heart, hehe, let's talk about the bed." Emily's voice could not reach Zhao Dong's brain, because he has no brain at the moment.

……

The king gave Zhao Dong everything he wanted, the right to conscription for 50 people, the military salary and ration quota for 15 people.

And there is a reward beyond expectations...a knighthood!But there is no actual seal...

Because the king knew that if he wanted the horse to run, he had better hang a carrot in front of it.

In any case, the title of a knight can further spread Zhao Dong's prestige, after all, if the name is not good, the words are not good.And now Zhao Dong can hold his own flag, which is also very important for rallying the morale of the army.

Titles and banners are good, but women are the best... After having a taste of women, Zhao Dong discovered that there are such wonderful things in this cruel world.

Main Quest: Become a King's Vassal (Achievable)

Do you choose to finish?Current rating is D
Do you really want to stay in this mission world playing with women for the rest of your life?Lower body animal! — Emily
"Ahem, don't be in a hurry, I'll do the business, I'll get the seal and get a higher evaluation." Zhao Dong blushed, and gently opened Jamila in his arms, telling her that tonight's public rations are temporary. If you don't pay, you have to do your own business.

There is always a feeling of being caught cheating...