Proof of the Sun King

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That night, under the summer sky, Ryan and Alfred sat on the balcony of the castle and enjoyed a sumptuous dinner.

The identities of the two people have changed as time has passed. Lane entertained Alfred with the most standard Breton dinner, and the entire banquet procedure was strictly supervised to ensure that Lane would not be rude as the host.

The first course was a frozen appetizer, which consisted of caviar, salad salmon and foie gras.

The second course was soup, Brittany Onion Soup.

The third course was a hot starter, and Mousillon's famous dish, baked snails with cheese, played its role well.

After the first three dishes were served, Ryan was able to talk to Alfred, but Duke Mousillon tasted the baked snail skillfully with a knife and fork. He looked at his childhood playmate, smiled, but did not speak.

On the contrary, Alfred has something to say to Ryan. He doesn't know where to start. Alfred, who is in his thirties this year, has grown a short beard and the corners of his eyes have begun to appear. Thin crow's feet, this is the proof of a man's maturity.

However, from the perspective of Alfred's mental state, he is still full of surging vitality. His spirit is very good. It is the kind of situation where he still maintains an optimistic and positive character after some setbacks. The head of the ancient church district of Leia, Alfred, had a lot of difficulties in building and restoring the entire church district.

In fact, in the weeks since Lane returned to his ducal castle, Musillon's war has not stopped at all.

The first to start the war was Lucien, Baron of the Spire Palace. He led the two infantry battalions supported by Ryan and launched the battle of the swamp. In this battle, Lucien made full use of the powerful fighting power of the serf infantry battalions to face the swamp. Not conducive to the formation of the knights' charge, he drove some livestock to attract the undead creatures and beastmen wandering in the swamp, and then ordered the knights to dismount and disrupt the arrangement among the serf infantry, using the crossfire of the pocket formation and the longbowmen. With the slow movement speed of the swamp, surround and destroy the remaining undead army and beastman tribe near the Spire Palace.

And Ryan got news that his father-in-law, Francois, privately gave Lucian a low-interest loan, which seemed to have an annual interest rate of only 3%. With the money and Ryan's help, Lucian successfully survived the difficulties.

Olivier, Baron Richard, launched the Richard Sweep, destroying an undead stronghold near the castle.

Juan, Baron Biocari, initiated the Battle of Orphan Hill. He did not know how to persuade the Wood Elves to join. The warlord was slain by the wood elf hero, Araloth the Brave, and Juan temporarily drove the Skaven of Musilon underground.

This fully proves that under the leadership of Ryan who has been winning and winning, a large number of knights and nobles who can conquer battles have been born under his men.

And what about Alfred?

The Templars seemed to have found inspiration in the previous explosion. He made full use of the power of gunpowder to defeat the wandering undead through a large number of grenades made by dwarves during the gathering of the Beastmen, and won the victory of the defense of the church district.

"In short, it's more troublesome than I thought." Alfred didn't know where to start, and he could only sigh in the end: "Continuous battles are not bad, the real trouble is, I have to start all over again, I don't have my tax collector, I don't have my sheriff, I just have a few paladins and ascetic monks, the ascetic monks only know how to whip themselves all day, the paladins are not good at management, they make everything It's a mess, I'm forced to make decisions in every detail, good friend, you know, I'm not you, you can always come up with solutions and all kinds of whimsy, even bypassing chivalry and laws, But I can't."

"But you handled it well. I heard that you settled a lot of troubles." Ryan looked at Alfred with interest.

The fourth course was served by the dark elves, and the fourth course was fish, the famous white wine creamed salmon.

"Thank you...that's because I've learned a lot from you, my friend." Alfred lowered his head and tasted the white wine creamed salmon, brought by Surya to the Wynford Court Chef's Fried Fish Club There is a greasy feeling. Topped with a sauce made of whipped cream, it can dissolve the greasy feeling. The smoothness of the cream and the delicateness of the salmon can be described as the best in the world.

"Learn something new?" Ryan was very interested: "What did you learn, Fu?"

"Just like you, I suddenly realized the power of authority, good friend." Alfred showed an embarrassed expression, and scratched his blond hair behind him: "I suddenly realized that I seemed to be a hero. , People worship me and fear me. My words seem to have become the truth and the law. Although I have some problems with some affairs and the arrangement of personnel, no one questions me. On the contrary, as long as it is me The orders have been resolutely implemented, so, I understand, I know how to use personal prestige to deal with things, although this is temporary, but it is effective, sometimes, I have some illusions, I even thought that in the film Old Church District, I am the center of the universe."

"Normal, power confuses and inflates people." Ryan nodded, and he whispered: "A'Fu, remember that when personal prestige is always exhausted, temporarily suppressing the problem does not mean solving the problem."

"I understand, good friend, I have also been observing your policy over the years." Alfred was a little embarrassed to be said. In fact, he was indeed a little swollen because of his monopoly in that place, but after seeing Ryan After the newly built splendid and magnificent Duke's Castle, he calmed down again: "But I'm not like you, I still haven't figured out how you created the current splendor like magic, and the harmonious coexistence of knights and serfs. Glory."

"This is a complicated question." Ryan nodded, his hands interlocked on the long table, the silver dinner plate trembled slightly with his movements, making a pleasant sound: "But you have made great progress, When faced with a problem, you neither run away nor try to solve the person who asked the problem, but face the problem directly, although relying on your personal prestige to temporarily solve the problem, which is also a positive way to deal with it.”

"But this is not the solution." Alfred sighed suddenly: "You know what, good friend, before that, I wrote to the Justice Church several times, requesting to send enough people to help me, but waiting for my It's all prevarication and procrastination, and my superiors always say they need to think again and study more."

"But when Musillon conquered this time, my name also spread throughout the old world with this battle. When I wrote to the Justice Church again, Archbishop Vikma sent me just one sentence. With an army of more than 600 people, with the help of imperial bureaucrats, everything in the ancient church district was immediately organized." Alfred sighed: "But I don't like that style."

"What's the style? Small meetings for big things, meetings for small things? Constantly asking for the expansion of the establishment and the establishment of new departments?" Ryan smiled: "We see this situation rarely?"

"Hmm~" Alfred shook his head with a wry smile: "A lot, I won't talk about it, I actually don't like those people, they are always domineering, they think they are the people sent by the archbishop, and they like to speak condescendingly. , On the one hand, they look down on the locals of Mousillon and yell at them all day long, but on the other hand, they are very flattering to me."

"That's for sure." Ryan looked at Alfred across the table, and he said, "Isn't this normal? What is the positioning of these people sent by the empire? It's definitely not here to be a serf, then They naturally have a great sense of superiority over serfs, and then who is their source of power? It is you who owns the autonomy and property rights of the entire ancient church district of Freya, and they naturally want to please you, because they are just agents. It's bureaucracy."

The fifth dish was served by the dark elves and other maids. This is the main dish. Black truffles and wine are added to the prepared black pepper sauce, and it is poured over the six or seven mature sirloin steaks, with a few sprinkles beside it. Roasted cauliflower, served on a platter.

The sirloin of the sirloin steak is taken from the ancient Breton language, which originally means the meat above the beef fillet, that is, the outer rib of the beef.

A fried sirloin steak will emit a slight aroma. The acetic acid sauce is poured around the steak, and the steak has a very unique dark golden color. When the steak is cut with a dining knife, the beef inside is beautiful pink. color, and a lot of juice.

Ryan picked up a small piece of steak and threw it into his mouth. He could clearly feel the juice spilling out as he chewed his teeth. The aroma of the barbecue was well conveyed to every taste bud that stretched his mouth. The original taste of the beef is brought to the fore.

"So, I heard that there are rumors outside that you like and admire the feudal system, and you have some disdain for the bureaucracy? I thought this was wrong at first, but now I think you have your own ideas." Alfred He smiled and said: "Look, after the sealing is over, you can put everything down and rush back here, and we will be busy there from beginning to end."

"No, no, no!" Ryan said quickly, "I have never admired the enfeoffment system, and I have never said that the enfeoffment system is a better system, so don't talk nonsense!"

"But you..." Alfred hesitated.

Ryan smiled bitterly, and he looked at the starry sky in the summer night: "A'Fu, it's a helpless move, this issue is very complicated, I'll put it simply, you won't talk about it, if I appoint the castle lord, face to face Will Olivier, Lucien and Juan work as hard as they do now for Mousillon's current situation?"

The castle owner is a professional title in Brittany, which is somewhat similar to the chief guard, that is, the noble appoints a subordinate noble to guard a castle, and the ownership of the castle still belongs to the original noble.

Alfred shook his head and smiled bitterly, he understood.

It is because the land has become their own that they work so hard.

"So, the enfeoffment system is actually a tricky method." Ryan said with a smile after seeing Alfred understand: "It's like I threw the whole mess to Juan and the others, and they will definitely restore it for the sake of recovery. I don't need to worry about the production and reconstruction of the territory, but the drawbacks of the enfeoffment system are the low army levy and lower tax revenue."

"But your control over the territory is unparalleled. I dare to say that as long as you say a word, all the knights and nobles will immediately lead their armies to follow you." Alfred is still struggling with this matter.

"Hehe~ I said it, I just took advantage of it." Ryan nodded: "Yes, as long as I say a word, Juan and the others will definitely respond, but this is not because I am the Duke of Musillon, but because I am Ryan, I'm Ryan Macado because of my personal prestige and personal bravery, not my title."

"I see, you are enjoying the benefits of the enfeoffment system and the cohesion brought by your lofty personal prestige at the same time! You bastard! It's so bad!" Alfred understood, and the Knights Templar pointed at Ryan and smiled. : "I see, you don't really respect the enfeoffment system, you are just enjoying the convenience it brings to you!"

The sixth course was a hot plate, the standard southern Brittany dish of chicken braised in red wine.

The seventh course was a cold cut consisting of Poldro octopus, salmon, arctic shellfish, tuna, frozen crab, frozen shrimp.

"So, Ah Fu, you must pay attention, don't see the wind and rain, and when you hear the rumors outside, you have to judge by yourself, do you understand what this means? If these are completely... things out of nothing~www.wuxiamtl .com~ You help him say it again, it means that you are also responsible, right?" Ryan said with a smile, and then his face slowly became serious: "I never said that the enfeoffment system is superior to the bureaucracy, in fact The imperial bureaucracy does have some problems and is annoying, but in any case, it is much more advanced than the sequestration system, and it is very necessary."

The eighth course was ice cream, and the mango sorbet did a great job of removing the fishy smell of seafood from Ryan and Alfred's mouths.

The ninth course is salad, fruit salad.

"That is to say, you will eventually guide the entire kingdom to evolve into an imperial system, right?" Alfred thought thoughtfully.

"That's right." Ryan nodded: "But we need to remember that reforms have to be done step by step, and if the steps are too big, the eggs will be dragged. The cultural level is not enough for us to step to the end and directly realize the change. Now is the best time, because I have obtained the highest power, but the foundation is not good, and I still do not have the conditions for implementation. What's the matter, for now, I don't have the conditions to change it, I might as well delegate power, and these knights and nobles are completely surrendered to me, and I don't have to worry about the low level of army recruiting power brought by the enfeoffment system, the core of the problem now. It is better to restore Musillon and restore it to its former glory, and other things to say."

"Well, it makes sense." This time, Alfred nodded convincingly: "My friend, you convinced me."

The tenth course at the end was dessert, and today's dessert was the Empire's Black Forest cake.

After eating the black forest cake, today's dinner is over.

"Come on, Fu, let's go to the hot spring." Ryan stood up.

"Okay~"

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