All Things Wrong

“What, Lord, say it again? What's the tax rate?” Oliveira here can hear you very clearly, but absolutely unbelievable, 70% tax rate, this is not a way to live, there are fewer people in the family, there are more people in the family, that is directly starving to death without negotiation, if this tax rate goes public, wouldn't it force people to go against it?

“70%, that's the tax rate.” Li Huilin waved.

“Marshal... are you really going to charge such a high tax rate?” MacKen on this side immediately said, "It's impossible for the residents to accept this tax rate. Even in wartime, when grass is most needed, the tax rate is only 30 percent. Your collection of 70 percent tax definitely provokes resistance from the residents. ”

“Really?” Li Huilin had a good time. “Then hurry up. If that's the effect, come on, Oliveira, and make this tax rate public immediately, and finish the tax as soon as possible. ”

“This…” Oliveira hesitated for a while. The tax collection had nothing to do with her. Her family had been cut off by Li Huilin. She was the only one left, and she did not have to pay taxes without land. Therefore, there was no change of sentiment. However, as the Minister of Finance, she had to go in for such miscarriage of taxes as Li Huilin.

“Lord, I think... Wow... Lord, you...” Oliveira didn't finish the speech on this side, and Li Wylin on this side taped Oliveira's chest directly with a claw.

“Isn't there a relationship with insufficient loyalty, so much nonsense...” Lee Wylin thought it might be Oliveira's loyalty only 57 points, and the relationship with insufficient loyalty is always opposed, so he directly increased his loyalty to see.

System Tip: Because you don't agree to force the Sexual Harassment Department, Olivera. Prahl's fondness for you has increased by 45 points, so far: obsession.

System Tip: “Nasty Generations” Curse Time Refresh.

System Tip: Because you don't agree to force the Sexual Harassment Department, Olivera. Prahl's loyalty increased by 30 points.

“There's nothing wrong with that now.” Li Huilin asked as he touched Olivera.

“Lord... Lord... don't do this...” Olivera held Li Huilin's shoulder with one hand, and held Li Huilin's hand with one hand, red-handed said. There are so many finance department employees watching behind her. Olivera here, though she feels very fond, can't do this.

“Marshal, collecting taxes at such rates could cause civil unrest.” Mackenzie on this side pretends not to have seen it. Whatever he continues to say, it has nothing to do with him, and his territory is not here, and taxes are not on his head.

“There's no riot where I come from.” Li Huilin waved, “At this rate, it is necessary. ”

“This...”

“I have to go ahead and do what I tell you to do. Hurry up and collect your taxes. Otherwise, everyone will die of poverty.” Without waiting for MacKen over here to finish the conversation, Li Wylin waved away.

“Marshal... Marshal... what shall we do?” MacKen couldn't stop Li Wylin, sighing and looking at Olivera around him asked.

Oliveira sorted out her hair and then sighed: “I don't know what the Lord thinks… but let's go ahead and do what the Lord says. If something happens in the end, Lord Mackenzie, put the blame on me, the Minister of Finance, and say it was me who compelled the Lord to do this. ”

“Olivera, you...” McKen over here shocked.

“There's nothing we can do to subordinate ourselves to such a discretionary lord, is there?” Oliveira laughed, “That's it, I'll count the list right away, and you'll prepare a paper to inform all the lords about our tax rates this year. ”

“That's all there is to it… I'd better get the Second Corps ready and react as soon as it happens.” MacKen over here sighed, too.

To the north of the Duchy of Lancaster, a small town called Satumare, the city owner Bakwu has been in a very good mood lately, because the annual autumn harvest is about to arrive, and this is a good time to earn his own money for a year. Although Satumare is not his own direct enclosure, his tax revenues are to be handed over to the Lord above, but the difference can be made in the middle, for example, last year's tax was set at 12 per cent, but Bakou collected 17 per cent of the tax from the inhabitants last year, and the extra 5 per cent naturally went into his own lumbar bag. For someone like him, who can only receive a fixed salary like the Empire, the annual fall collection is a rare opportunity. This year, although it is said that the Lancaster area is no longer the direct enclosure of the Empire, and the person who pays his own wages has been replaced by the new Duke of Aquitan, but this does not prevent him from earning extra fast.

“The first year of the Lord's new tenure should be to please the inhabitants and our little lords, so that the tax rate will not be too high, and it will look much faster this year.” Bakwu here said with a little happiness.

“My lord, my lord, the papers are down.” A good man rushed into his room a little hastily at the door.

Buckwheat looked up and was his own associate, Chris, laughing and saying, "Is that a tax official? What is the tax rate this year? ”

“This, my lord... you should see for yourself..." Chris here wiped the sweat and handed the letter directly to Bakwu.

“Oh?” Bakwu was a little strange, because Chris' expression was like constipation, and he felt like he couldn't say anything, so he read the paper, and immediately, Bakwu's expression on this side became Chris's.

“70%?” Half a day, Buckwheat over here reacted. What the fuck is this? 70% tax rate. Where is this tax payment? This is a robbery. What is this new lord, the Duke of Aquitan? Let's not say that this year's income, if this tax rate is released, the question is whether or not you can do your position. 70% of tax collectors are not going against the sky. Maybe tomorrow you will be caught by the mob and your head will be chopped off.

“My lord, what should we do?” Chris panicked, too, and you said the 70% tax rate made them do it, which is not a question of not making money, it's a question of whether they can continue to live.

“Is this a real letter?” Buckwheat over here said calmly, "Are you kidding me, 70%? Lord Duke, what does he want? ”

“It really is.” Chris on this side said, "I asked the soldiers who sent the letter, and it's true, and it's not against us, the whole territory is charging this rate. ”

“Hiss...” Bakwu took a sip of cool air, this is really not a joke, you can predict or a huge riot is just waiting in front of you, Bakwu on this side immediately changed his attitude, this year's extra income is gone, but you have to choose yourself, if the villagers are rioting, go to this new duke, don't bother yourself.

“Chris, put this paper, the original, on the bulletin board next to the gate, and tell the guards to go everywhere and tell all the residents to go to the gate to read the bulletin.” Bakwu said immediately.

“The original? Sir, you are...” Chris on this side was surprised. As before, Bukwu usually put the tax announcement on himself, and then wrote a tax announcement to the people below. This time, the direct sticker, that is, Bukwu on this side wanted to choose himself out. The original was stamped with the Duke's seal, not Bukwu himself to collect 70% of the tax. The colonists saw that even rebellion would not do anything to Bukwu, they would only target the Duke who collects 70% of their tax rate.

“Yes.” Buckwheat knew Chris had seen his purpose, and immediately admitted, "This is a very small thing, and the bad people will think I'm full of selfishness. I don't want to be a target. Now that the Duke dares to charge such a tax rate, he's ready for it. This has nothing to do with us, let's look at the Lord's means this year. ”

“Means? What means?” Chris on this side asks, "If this thing goes public, the people below are absolutely rebellious. What's the use of this? ”

“I don't know...” Bakwu said, “I don't know what the Duke thinks. That's why I feel strange. If you don't understand anymore, will you charge this tax rate? ”

“No.” Chris on this side immediately replied, "Wouldn't you force an artificial rebellion to collect such an outrageous tax rate even if you grabbed someone on the street to become a lord?

“That's why it's strange, I don't know what the Duke means...” Bakwu said, "Chris, did you say that after the artificial rebellion below, we helped the colonists shell the Duke together or did we stand by the Duke to suppress the colonists? ”

“This... I hear this Duke is the left and right hand of His Majesty the Emperor, he is very flattered... but this behavior, I don't know if His Majesty the Emperor will protect him...” Chris also had a headache, "My Lord, the situation is unknown, I think we should just watch and not stand. ”

“Makes sense.” Bakwu on this side thought about it and said, "Anyway, publish the papers and get all the guards ready, this is definitely going to be a big deal. ”

“Yes, my lord.” Chris nodded.

The same is true in all parts of Lancaster, where virtually no one understands what their new lord is going to do, and the vast majority of people opt out and publish their official documents directly.