Start As a Lord In a Viscount

Not long after waking up the next day, I heard a knock on the door.

Reagan had a clear grasp of his life and rest habits, and knew that this time was just when he woke up.

After going down with Butler Regan, Regan served a plate of breakfast that was very delicately arranged in a short while, but the taste was just average. Maybe it was because Claire was not used to the cuisine here, or he came to this other world from a food country. Gap.

Because the maid has not yet been recruited, this plate of breakfast must be made by Reagan's housekeeper. Reagan, as a housekeeper, can be said to be proficient in various skills of living in the castle.

"Is the administrator here?"

"Young Master, I asked him to wait in the living room early in the morning. You can meet him after dinner."

"No, let him come over now." Claire threw a piece of cut meat into his mouth.

"As ordered."

After a while, Reagan walked in with a middle-aged man. The clothes on the other party's body were not very neat, and they were even dirty and messy.

However, after Claire glanced at the other person's fingers, he sneered. There was not even a bit of mud in his nails. If he was wearing dirty clothes, could he be conscientious in his duties and his family was poor?

Frank couldn't help but feel tight when he heard Claire's sneer. He had heard about yesterday's incident. This new viscount had killed the knight captain on the first day. He was a silver-level knight. He is just an ordinary person who has not even cultivated his grudge.

Frightened, he immediately knelt down on one knee and greeted with a trembling tone: "Your Excellency Viscount Gui'an, my name is Frank, I have been managing the taxation of the Viscount for all these years, you can ask me anything you want to know. ."

Claire didn't speak, and slowly ate the breakfast on the plate, but what brought Frank was a boundless sense of fear, the feeling of the unknown was simply too terrifying.

After about five or six minutes, Claire's breakfast was almost finished, and Frank was still kneeling on one knee, sweat beads the size of a bean condensed on his face because of fear.

"Come on, go to the conference hall and say." Claire walked out of the dining room.

Reagan followed closely, and Frank finally dared to stand up at this time. If he had a desire to hide in his heart when he just came, now he does not dare to hide at all, this The ten-year-old Viscount is not as easy to fool as he imagined.

Claire sat in the main seat and listened to Frank's report below. Although her face was still smiling, her heart sank.

Good guy, it doesn't matter if you have to pay money to enter the city, you need to pay taxes when you marry a wife and have children. Is this the otherworldly version of family planning? In addition, the original half-yearly tax has been changed into a monthly tax. The tax paid has not been reduced, but has been directly increased by six times. There are all kinds of strange taxes. The move squeezes the civilians below.

After the report was probably finished, the following Frank was already sweating profusely, but he did not forget to justify himself: "Lord Viscount, these are all decrees issued by the previous two government officials, and they have nothing to do with me."

Claire slowed down, waved her hand and said, "Go on, get rid of all those miscellaneous taxes, leave only the most recent basic taxes, and change the half-yearly tax to once a year."

Frank walked out of the Viscount Mansion tremblingly, not even having the courage to look back. When he reacted, he found that his back was soaked with sweat.

"Young master, don't you have a powerful magic weapon? Why don't you give him..." Regan made a wiping motion on his neck with the outstretched knife.

To say that there is no corruption in the administrative officers, Reagan would be 10,000 unbelievers, and the first two administrative officers he said were not his father and grandfather? Still have nothing to do with him? The relationship is the best.

Claire dropped her head on the soft sofa, looked at the ceiling and said lightly: "It's still in use, don't worry. By the way, when recruiting a clerk this time, you must be literate and arithmetic."

"Yes!" Regan bowed.

Reagan took a half step back, suddenly remembered something and stopped.

"Master, that Hunter copied the former knight captain's house and sent over fifty thousand gold coins of all his family's property."

Claire chuckled, that Hunter was a smart man, and he would do this kind of thing without his own instructions.

But that knight captain's money was tens of thousands more than his lord's small treasury, which was really ironic.

Claire waved, "Got it, go get busy."

...

Claire's order was quickly carried out, thanks to Dean who sacrificed his life yesterday. Otherwise, the administrative officer would have to delay the matter and become the first person to sacrifice his life for the viscount. devotees.

At the city gate, hundreds of civilians surrounded the place, looking at the two newly posted notices above.

"What is written on it?"

"Isn't it going to increase the tax again? If the tax is added, our family can't even afford to eat."

"Hurry up and find someone who can read. There are too many taxes now. If the tax is really increased, even if our ancestors live here, we have to move elsewhere."

"Who said no, these nobles simply eat people without spitting bones. My poor sister was starved to death when the tax was raised." Someone said angrily.

For a time, the gate of the city was bustling with people accusing the nobles of their evil deeds.

"Come here, I brought Uncle Robin here. He has lived in a big city before and can read words." A thirteen or fourteen-year-old child broke into the crowd with a middle-aged man with sleeves rolled. middle.

Everyone gave way one after another. They still respect Uncle Robin, a literate person, from the bottom of their hearts, and usually Uncle Robin doesn't think he is superior because of his literacy.

Robin walked to the two announcements posted in front of the city wall with a wry smile. He was working hard at home, but he was suddenly pulled over.

"Uncle Robin, look, is there going to be another tax increase?"

Hearing the word "tax increase", Robin's expression immediately became serious, "Don't worry, wait until I put on my glasses to see."

After taking out his glasses from his arms, Robin squinted and carefully read the announcement above, and then his expression became extremely exaggerated, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

"It's over, even Uncle Robin was scared by this tax increase."

"Then what should we do? Originally my family ran out of food, and my mother fell ill again. I lost a share of my income, and now there is a tax increase, so we can't survive." A girl knelt down and cried. As she was young, the shops in the city didn't hire inexperienced female workers like her.

"Oh, poor Yuna."

"Alas, the nobles who were killed today, I am completely disappointed in Nafu City."

Everyone kept sighing. At this moment, there are already many people who plan to leave Nafu City and go to other noble territories to seek life. At least they can survive, right?

"Uncle Robin, what exactly is written on it?" The little boy reached out and grabbed the corner of Robin's clothes.

At this time, Robin recovered from the shock, slowly turned his head to look at the crowd, and took a deep breath. The content written on it was really something he had never seen in his life.

"Don't be afraid of what I'm about to say."

"We have been taxed many times. We will not be afraid. Uncle Robin, just say it."

"Tax cut!"

"Isn't it just a tax cut, what's the big deal."

"?!"

"Uncle Robin, say it again, what?!"

"Tax reduction! Lord Viscount returned to his territory from the capital, and then reduced most of our taxes!" Robin raised his arms and shouted, tears welling up in his eyes, he would never say anything like tax reduction in his life I have seen it with my own eyes, never heard of it.

"What!" Everyone was shocked, "Is this true? The lord is back, and he wants to reduce taxes for us?!"

The commoners who have lived here for decades have almost never seen their lord, and they only remembered that they had a lord in the capital when they heard about it from the older generation.

"It's true!" Robin was excited, and carefully informed everyone about the tax laws promulgated by Claire.

All of a sudden, everyone fell into ecstasy, cheered one by one, and some even danced on the street.

"Great, you don't have to pay to enter the city gate in the future!"

"There's no need to marry a wife!"

"It doesn't matter if the wheat grows taller!"

"I'm going back to the village to tell everyone the good news!"

"Yes! I'm going to tell my father working in the fields too!"

"Everyone wait a minute!" Robin stopped the crowd again.

"What's wrong?" Everyone looked back, thinking that Uncle Robin missed something.

"There is another announcement I haven't mentioned yet. This is the announcement of the Viscount's recruitment of maids and clerks. When you go back, let's tell the people in the village by the way."

The crowd who had already run away some distance gathered again, "Uncle Robin, please elaborate on the treatment and requirements of that recruitment."

Robin was also very happy at this time, and told them one by one about the treatment and requirements in the recruitment announcement.

"There are ten silver coins for food and shelter?! If it weren't for my man, I would like to go."

"You can go if you can read and write."

"Forget it, those characters are crooked like ghosts, who can recognize them."

"Ah!" The crying Yuna screamed, covering her nose and crying, "Uncle Robin, can I be a maid in the Viscount's mansion?"

Robin came over and touched the crying Yuna's little head. This poor Yuna is his neighbor. It can be said that he grew up watching her since he was a child. It hurts to see her like this.

He stroked her head and comforted her softly: "You are also eligible at your age, you can try to apply for a job."

"Can I really?" Yuna's face was full of tears, looking pitiful.

"Of course, the Viscount is so kind, and you are very diligent, so you can definitely do it." Everyone encouraged.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted loudly, "Praise the Viscount!"

The rest of the people also echoed one after another: "Praise the Viscount!"

"May the Lord always protect you!"

"You are our beacon in the dark!"

"Your good name will spread throughout the world!"