Wolf King

Isaac is very calm, he has been baptized when writing this play.

Laura was also very calm at first—as long as a girl at this age is not brainwashed and influenced by a certain environment, she has fart fantasies about love—but when she found that the teacher was staring at her severely, she stopped. I can't calm down anymore.

"Teacher, do you think I look easy to be deceived?" Little Laura said with black lines.

"Of course not, our little Laura is so smart and capable~" Xiao Yun elongated his tone, "Didn't I do the preventive work well first? Seeing that domineering president... er, a shrewd, stupid face The prince does not, if he shows his love to you with the aura of a prince, will you be vain? Will you regard the satisfaction of vanity as love?"

"Teacher——!" Little Laura jumped up and stomped her feet vigorously, "Prince Maurice is only the third heir in line. He must find a concubine who has enough weight before the king abdicates, otherwise he will be the first concubine after the eldest prince takes the throne." At most, you can be a duke without real power, and even the noble council can't get in, so how can you marry me!"

"Hmm~~ Not bad, you have done the calculations very clearly, as expected of our smart Laura." Xiao Yun stretched out his hands with a smile, "Come and let me hug you more before you grow up, teacher I can't be this close to you."

Laura threw herself into Xiao Yun's arms and acted like a baby...

Isaac looked indifferent.

After comforting Laura, Xiao Yun continued to discuss business with the two disciples.

"Isaac, don't meddle in the matter of the football league." Xiao Yun said solemnly, "First, this is Cronin's cake. After all, you are an outsider, and it is not good for you to intervene. Second Two, I don't recommend that you be taken too seriously by Prince Maurice."

Isaac nodded first, then looked up in surprise at last.

"Ayun, do you think Morris is not a good person?" Laura asked curiously.

Xiao Yun shook his head: "It has nothing to do with whether he is a good person or not, but as you said, Laura, he is the third heir to the royal family. He is in a high position and has no mother to rely on. If the current King Cronin abdicates, he will He who has a royal halo will be excluded from the core power - this kind of person who cannot maintain a calm attitude in the face of power is not suitable to be the target of betting."

After a pause, Xiao Yun emphasized his tone: "Although his situation is similar to that of Carlisle a few years ago, even if Carlisle doesn't have to fight hard, at least he can become a prince. And there is no such thing as a prince in the Kingdom of Cronin—— Morris is like a small boat going upstream, if you don’t advance, you will retreat. It is too expensive to follow him as the king’s pioneer!”

Isaac frowned and pondered, while Laura showed a half-understanding expression...

Xiao Yun did not continue to explain, and let the disciples think slowly.

In ancient China's battle to seize the heir apparent, only the bigwigs in the core power zone were eligible to choose the weakest prince for support.

Little fishes and shrimps don't force themselves to hug the thighs of such a weak prince, that's the life of cannon fodder - people who are qualified to play power games, but lack power, and have no conditions to keep calm in front of power, are often more gamblers. big!

So what are these honored and honored sons of heaven gambling with?

The life of the little fish and shrimp!

The history books only record that a certain prince was imprisoned, so where are the younger brothers of a certain prince?

Ha ha.

Xiao Yun had no contact with this prince, so he couldn't talk about knowing him well, but since he knew his situation, it didn't matter how the prince's external character behaved - it was much easier for the environment to change people than it was for people to change the environment.

Isaac is not a consumable. He expects Isaac to break into Cronin's top circle to get shipbuilding technology. That's right, but he doesn't intend to kill Isaac.

Isaac thought for a while before he finally figured it out, with beads of sweat on his forehead, he said dryly, "I see, teacher."

He really wanted to find a way to climb up to Prince Maurice, and let the other party value him as much as possible-what else can break into the top circle faster than hugging the prince's thigh?

If the teacher hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known when he really played himself to death...

Xiao Yun nodded with a smile. As expected of Isaac who was beaten up by the society, the water still dripped quickly~

For someone who has not received social education, maybe he will contradict a few nonsense such as "I know what I know" and "Don't worry"!

"We are not saying that we should alienate Prince Maurice, but we must pay attention to propriety, we can cooperate, but we cannot be tied to his boat." Xiao Yun continued, "If the two of you cannot determine how to manage this distance, then you can Refer to Viscount Pope's attitude. How close he is to Prince Morris, you take this distance as a red line and don't cross it. Don't look at Viscount Pope as a good guy, he is better than you two tied together..."

The two disciples nodded obediently.

The standing game in the afternoon was still quite a sensation, and some merchants operating in the Cavaliers closed their doors to watch; when the game was over and the snow wolf warriors left the field, they were blocked by enthusiastic "fans" more than an hour.

Until the opening of the agricultural machinery exhibition that night, the VIPs present were still talking about the details of the game in the afternoon.

The fair was held in the third district of Knights Collar, which was under construction. On the large square that had been planned but had not yet broken ground, rows of agricultural machinery were neatly arranged, and several headlights illuminated the site as bright as day.

Isaac personally demonstrated the operation of agricultural machinery for the distinguished guests. He climbed into the cockpit of the four-wheel tractor and hung up a ton of pears. Hungry eyes like a peerless beauty, fondly caressing the iron-skinned fuselage and the triangular pear cast in wrought iron...

After demonstrating the operation of the planter, harvester, and sweet potato (red fruit) harvester, Isaac and Viscount Pope were completely overwhelmed by the enthusiastic nobles...

Xiao Yun stood beside Laura very calmly, laughing happily.

"I used to think that the pricing of agricultural machinery would be too expensive, but now I don't have to worry about it." Laura was also very happy, "But Ayun, we agreed to give priority to the supply of Bolton collars. You can't see others give it to you." If you have a lot of money, you will forget me."

"Be good, of course you are the most important." Xiao Yun smiled, "Teacher will send you plastic film to build a greenhouse later on. The winter snow here on your side is not as big as on the grassland, and the plastic greenhouse can also cover the greenhouse. live."

It can’t be done on the grassland, the cliffs of the plastic greenhouses are crushed... It can only be used to gain more planting time in early spring and late autumn when there is no snow.

"Ayun is the best!" Laura was even happier.

"Don't be so busy being happy, you have to pay."

"I know it!"

"However—little Laura, you can't raise the level of agriculture immediately with agricultural machinery and plastic film, do you understand?" Xiao Yun turned to look at little Laura.

Little Laura thought for a while before answering: "I understand. Harris and the others gave me a report on the living conditions of farmers in Bolton Land. Farmers are not lazy and stupid like the little nobles said. Their annual Sixty percent of the harvest has to be paid to the local nobles, and at least one hundred days a year they have to do white labor for the local nobles, with no hope of changing their lives, and trying their best just to survive, how can they plant with heart?"

"Hmm, what then?" Xiao Yun nodded in satisfaction.

"Harris said that after the snake tribe arrived on the grassland, you would give them houses, give them seeds, teach them how to plant and compost, and let them keep [-]% of their output and use money to buy their surplus food." Luo Ra looked up at Xiao Yun, and said seriously, "The snake people who are not good at planting can support themselves by planting after only one year of learning, and they can live better than before. So I think 'hope' should be the most important thing. A good motivation, a life that can see hope, not many people are willing to continue to be lazy. That’s what I think, right? Ah Yun.”

Xiao Yun smiled and touched Laura's small head.

He wouldn't be stupid enough to talk about liberating the people with his disciples who were sitting in the position of feudal lords. He just let Laura observe and think by herself, and figure out how to make the territory develop better.

"Then what do you think, Laura, what do you think you, a lord, should do to give hope to your people?"

Laura turned her eyes to the "colleagues" who were arguing about the price of agricultural machinery around Viscount Pope, and after a moment of silence, she lowered her voice very softly: "The taxation of the big nobles is [-]%, and the power of taxation is transferred to the local nobles. , they will collect [-]% of the tax from the farmers. Harris helped me kill... and removed [-]% of the local nobles in the Bolton Territory. Get confused."

After a pause, Laura whispered more softly, "So I think there is no need for those local nobles who are always clamoring that I can't govern Bolton Territory without them."

Laura said this sentence in a very soft tone, but...full of murderous intent!

Xiao Yun looked at Laura in astonishment.

The so-called local aristocrats... are similar to the village gentry in ancient China.

These people are the last power in the feudal ruling society, but not since ancient times... Before Qin Shihuang unified the world, the last power was the head of the village and the head of the pavilion; after he unified the Central Plains, the land area became extremely large, limited by the productivity and transportation infrastructure of the times Restricted, the imperial power can only give up the countryside, which is the so-called "imperial power does not go to the countryside".

But this problem does not exist for the human kingdom in this world - Cronin is only the size of three provinces, and Bolton Territory is only the size of two prefecture-level cities...

In such a large country, enfeoffment of land power and layers of small and medium aristocrats, to put it bluntly, is lazy administration. As long as the royal family and big aristocrats can receive taxes, it’s fine, and you don’t care about the life and death of the bottom people!

Anyway, the professional powerhouses in this world serve those who can afford it, and no amount of starving farmers can turn the sky upside down!

The deaths of old Philip and Marcus were too sudden. Laura Philip did not receive the "authentic" education of aristocratic rulers, but it allowed her to get rid of this conventional aristocratic thinking.

Patting Laura's shoulder with some emotion, Xiao Yun thought for a while, and said softly: "If you want to abolish the local nobles in Bolton Territory, then you must be prepared to take over the power gap that appears."

"I know, as you said, power hates a vacuum. In the area where clear rules are abandoned, hidden rules must take root." Laura was also worried that the teacher would think her ideas were extreme. Seeing that Xiao Yun did not accuse her, but reminded her She smiled immediately, "So I can't be impatient, I want to train people who can replace these local nobles and eliminate them from the source of power, right, Ayun?"

"As expected of my little Laura." Xiao Yun couldn't help laughing, and nodded vigorously, "Then the teacher will wait to see when you can create a brand new Bolton Territory that can make people see hope."

"Hmm!" Laura's eyes sparkled, and she turned her attention to those adult nobles again.

Among these aristocrats, there are many people with higher status and dignity than her, but they really don't think highly of these guys when they regard Carlisle as Laura who chases and surpasses her goals... How can young people not be arrogant!

"I won't always be the First Countess of Cronin, who only speaks nicely. Just wait and see." The little girl's eyes shone with a light called ambition, and she secretly made up her mind.

Laura, who was doted on by the old Philip and raised and never taught to be a good wife and mother to marry into the family, doesn't think there is anything wrong with her ideals at all...

On the grassland, the hilly new area.

The vermicelli, sauces, canned food, fresh pork and rabbit meat and other goods from the Huoyan Department are transported to the Qiuling New District by trailer, then packaged in baskets, and are carried to the underground world by the snow werewolf who rotates to deliver the goods; although it is late at night, the entire new district square Still brightly lit and busy.

Angelo, the Scythe of the Abyss, crossed his arms and looked indifferently at groups of gray dwarves helping to load the goods with their heads sweating profusely.

The lord of the new area, Hong Ye, accompanied the big-breasted dark elf to inspect the goods with a smile, and took out a two-jin canned orange from a bag basket as tall as a person: "Look, Angelo, aren't the orange petals big and thick?" Beautiful? It’s packed full! The quality of our products is absolutely guaranteed, and we will never refill casually. For business, our Huoyan Department is absolutely serious!”

"I don't mean to be picky about the quality, I just hope it can be delivered as soon as possible." An Qiluo stared at dead fish eyes, "It took more than a month before and after the 500 million catties of vermicelli were delivered last time, this time—"

"Oh, isn't that the first time we sent so many things last time, and we got lost because we were not familiar with the road conditions!"

"Lost...!!" An Qiluo was secretly lucky, smiling with veins all over his head: "Well, you are lost. But, Hongye, I remember that you didn't have so many gray dwarves before, right?"

"That's right. In the first half of the year, a lot of gray dwarves suddenly appeared on the grassland. We also found it strange. But when people come to us to beg for a living, they always have to feed them, right." Hongye said with a straight face.

"Oh—thousands of gray dwarves suddenly appeared?" Angelo's forehead was even more veined.

"That's right! It's very strange, don't gray dwarves all live in the underground world!" Hongye slapped her thigh and sighed, showing concern again, "Hey, speaking of which, you are at war with the dwarf kingdom, has it affected the rear? , the gray dwarves feel unsafe, so they ran up?"

Angelo: "..."

Secretly lucky again, the scythe of the abyss smiled manically: "It's nothing, the vanguard of the dwarf kingdom is still far away from the dungeon! Besides, these gray dwarves live in the rear, what a fart!"

"Oh...(⊙o⊙)..." Hongye said with a pure face, "You mean these gray dwarves were originally yours?"

"Of course!" Angelo roared.

Hongye nodded, casually pointed to a gray dwarf who was helping to carry the goods, and said more purely, "You ask him to have a look and see if he agrees."

"Do you want to fight, you orc bastard!"

"Why are you so irritable? You said they belonged to you."

"Who in the underground world is not from our dark elves?!"

"Don't lie to me, those adventurers are not your people, and neither are the dark iron dwarves."

"...!!"

I don't know where this big-breasted dark elf pulled out a long and thin stick, and a scythe popped out with a "swish" on the sound of the stick, and hit Hongye with a bang bang bang...

Hongye popped out her claws, blocked and persuaded: "Okay, okay, you said they are your people, they are your people, but now they eat our food and receive our salary Well, you only came here after raising him for half a year, this doesn’t count~~”

"Do you think I'm making trouble for no reason?! Obviously, your Fire Department stole our dark elves' hands!"

"It's nothing, we just took in the people who came to the grassland by themselves~"

"Even so, they are ours!"

"So, the gray dwarves originally lived in the Western Continent."

"...!!"

The gray dwarves who helped move the things pretended that they hadn't seen or heard, and were silently busy with the matter at hand.

The baskets carried by two hundred snow werewolves were loaded, and Dashui, who was taking turns to deliver the goods this time, shouted from a distance: "We are going to go~!"

Hongye persuaded him kindly: "Da Shui and the others are going to leave. Didn't you say that you want to follow the delivery all the way, or don't follow? Play with us for two days before going back?"

An Qiluo withdrew his hands out of breath, put away the sickle and shouted at Hongye: "You still want to steal people from the underground world, no way!"

After saying that, he turned around angrily, striding to catch up with the transportation team of the Snow Wolf Clan...

"Come play again, An Qiluo!" Hong Ye smiled and waved at her.

"Stop talking!!" An Qiluo's exasperated roar came from the darkness.

Hongye's expression remained unchanged, and she turned her head to greet the gray dwarves: "Everyone has worked hard, go take a bath and go to the cafeteria to eat supper. Don't forget to rinse your mouth after supper before going to bed. If the tooth is broken, you can only pull it out. It hurts." oh!"

The gray dwarves responded and walked towards the public bathroom in groups.

"That dark elf finally left, it scared me to death." A gray dwarf wiped his sweat, not because he was tired, but because he was scared.

"Yeah, seeing the dark elves here, the memory of living in the underground world in the past popped up all of a sudden." Another gray dwarf held his chest with lingering fear, "Anyway, I won't go back if I die, I will die if I die. it's here."

An old gray dwarf turned his head and smiled at the two boys, and said reassuringly, "It's okay, we've done a good job here, what do we do when we go back, Hongye and the others won't let us go back."

"Old Baker, did Hongye tell you anything?" The two young gray dwarves took two quick steps and stood side by side with Old Baker.

Old Baker nodded: "Hongye said that sooner or later the dark elves will find out that we are gone, and sooner or later they will find that we have been with the Ministry of Fire and Fire. She told us not to worry, the main food of the dungeon is now purchased from the Ministry of Fire and Fire, as long as they don't Let them go, and the dark elves won't mess around."

The gray dwarf next to him also leaned over, his eyes sparkling: "Old Grandpa Baker, does this mean that we will never have to go back to the underground world?"

"Of course, as long as we don't want to go back, no one can force us." Old Baker said confidently.

Old Baker, who was once one of the dwarf village chiefs, is now a fourth-level mechanic selected by the two outstanding mechanic selection activities in the Qiuling New District. He can use a simple fitter lathe to turn out high-precision parts with an error of no more than 0.1 mm (Simi level) of this kind.

As for the micron scale...well, don't think too much about it.

The key product produced in Qiuling New District, the pneumatic device of the tractor head, and the important core parts are all produced by hand by more than a dozen fourth-level technicians including the old Baker.This group of technicians is the most important treasure in the Qiuling New District. They volunteered to help move the goods, and the Snow Werewolves were unwilling to let him touch heavy things... just help with some light things.

They washed each other, took a shower, went to the cafeteria to eat supper, went to the sink to rinse their mouths and brush their teeth, and returned to their own room amidst everyone's greetings. The old Baker checked the children who shared the room with him first. How did you sleep, looked over one by one, pulled the blanket for the troublemaker who kicked the quilt, and then returned to your own bed.

Old Baker, who used to be able to fall asleep as long as he fell down, had some insomnia tonight.

"Although I also comforted those young people not to worry, I was still affected."

After lying down for a while, Old Baker sat up again, and stayed in the dark for a while. After listening to the children's snoring for a long time, his heart gradually calmed down.

After touching his wrist, Old Baker smiled serenely.

When he came to the Qiuling New District, he was skinny and less than a hundred catties, and his wrists were only covered with a layer of skin and bones.After half a year, his wrist has become as powerful and strong as a young man's. When processing parts, he will never shake as long as he holds the vise.

"Hongye said it's okay, so it's definitely okay." Old Baker whispered to himself, and lay down again.

Not long after, the old dwarf also snored.

Old Baker hadn't dreamed for a long time, but on the night when the dark elves appeared, the sleeping old Baker dreamed of the past again.

What appeared in his dream was the life when he first came to the hilly new area, not the underground world - the life in the underground world was too monotonous, so monotonous that it made people numb.

In the extremely cold winter on the grassland, Old Baker and the people in the village were caught by the wild and rude snow wolves and sent here with their hands tied.

At first, he was dazed, and then he was in panic, panic, and panic all day long.

When the evil spotted leopard Xia appeared, Old Baker secretly cried in the middle of the night for several days, thinking that the village he had worked so hard to maintain until now would be completely destroyed in his hands.

Fortunately, there was a fellow clan, Balu, who protected them from the ferocious Snow Wolf Clan...

It wasn't until the end of winter that Old Baker and the other gray dwarves slowly realized that something was wrong—the snow wolves with a ferocious appearance seemed to them...not that bad?

After cooperating with the goblins in mining and smelting, after working day after day for a full month, the snow werewolf who still smiled hideously gave them money, and even distributed incentive materials to those who performed well among them...

It was the first time that the old Baker tremblingly asked for extra meals for the children, the Snow Werewolf readily agreed, and set up a welfare department in the new district the next day.In addition to delicious and plentiful food, the children also received new clothes.

Old Baker was selected as a fourth-level technician, and Hongye invited him to attend the meeting in Qiuling New District, and his suggestions would also be listened to and adopted by Hongye.

Old Baker, like the other gray dwarves, gradually no longer finds the snow werewolf scary, but feels that they are extremely kind and reliable...

"Kang--! Kuang-kuang--!!"

"Wake up~~~~!"

Old Baker rubbed his eyes and got up, woke up the children, put on clothes for the youngest child, took a group of kid heads to the sink to wash, and then took them to the cafeteria for breakfast.

"Morning, Grandpa Baker." The boys in the dormitory next door had already occupied a table and started eating, and greeted Old Baker energetically, "Hey, Grandpa Baker, are you in a good mood today?"

"Yes, I had a good dream last night." The old Baker nodded with a smile, "Little Harry, don't spill the soybean milk on the table."