Game of Thrones: The Strongest Guoguang

Chapter 41 Angry Owen

"Bad woman" was a recent evaluation of Rhaenyla by a nobleman in King's Landing.

After changing his previous amiable appearance, the orders from the Red Castle and the Princess Mansion became tougher.

More and more black transactions were banned. Some nobles from other places secretly planned to control the price of food in King's Landing, but they were slapped back by the Red Castle. An "officially specified price" can be allowed to fluctuate freely, but if the price increases too much or wants to hoard it, it will be reported to the Golden Robe and sanctioned.

Whether it is local or foreign, unruly mercenaries and knights are arrested and sent to the black prison to build roads. At night, the golden robes will start patrolling. Even the drunks are much less. They want to do some messy things in King's Landing Everyone is out of luck.

However, the commoners praised it. The governance of "Kingdom of Light" made King's Landing more stable, and more and more people in the slums were able to receive a job and a life-saving ration.

The recruiting office outside King's Landing was overcrowded. A notice was posted here, and below it was an official from the Princess Mansion preaching: "The royal family recruits young and middle-aged children to join the army. After eating half a year's worth of food, you can apply for land for military merits, have security in food and clothing, and settle down in your home. Those who are admitted to the military officer examination, regardless of their origin, will be treated more generously!"

Merchants, small nobles, and farmers from the villages around King's Landing below squeezed over and asked, "Is this true?" "The royal family is going to recruit troops?" The treatment is a good place!"

The official wiped the sweat off his cheeks, and answered patiently: "Yes, this is the first conscription for the Princess Mansion, and there will be a second conscription plan in the future, and a third... Now the sooner you join the army, the better the treatment! There are If suitable young people want to come, they can notify as soon as possible, and if enough people are recruited, they will not be recruited for the time being!"

Some quick-witted farmers heard this, and they couldn’t take care of the vegetables they wanted to sell in the city for the time being. They wanted to tell themselves that there were relatives and neighbors at home... Suddenly, the number of people around the officials decreased by half. The people behind joined in and chattered around the officials.

"Hmph!" Sir Owen snorted coldly, watching the overcrowded recruiting office in a restaurant, "This bad woman used to have discussions with us, but now she doesn't even say hello to the artisans. Soldiers are worth it!"

Owen is the nobleman who said that Renilla was bad behind his back. Before he fought with Harold Duck, who managed the craftsmen to produce cement, he was jealous of the high profits of the cement, and bought several craftsmen at a high price. As a result, the craftsmen couldn't reveal anything. He almost fainted.

Later, the knights from the princess mansion went directly to his fief, took away the most profitable carpenters in his family, and issued an order that all the generals, merchants, and craftsmen who left without the consent of the princess mansion, They are all marked as dishonest persons, not allowed to borrow money from the government, not to be an official, not to receive relief food, and their household registrations are changed to control personnel. Once they come to King's Landing, they will be arrested and do hard labor.

Those craftsmen who were bought by Owen realized that they regretted it at this time, and they all regretted their mistakes, beating their chests and stamping their feet.Originally, life in King's Landing was very good, with housing and money to live in, but now not only is life in Owen's place not good, but if you are caught, you will have to work for nothing in the future. You can't be lazy!awful!

"I can't let her live in such a chic way!" Owen has a bad reputation in the aristocratic circle. This person is not only small-minded, but also stingy.In the past, in order to renovate the castle, the leaders of his fief were forced to flee from their homes, and because the fief was very close to King's Landing, Owen could send family knights into the king's city at any time, so the commoners who he had previously regarded as business I can only swallow my anger and hand in my "protection fee".

"Celtic, go and invite the soldiers who have been kicked out by the golden robes in recent days. I have something important to discuss with them!" Owen rolled his eyes and decided to teach Rhaenyla, a fledgling princess, a lesson. "Don't mess it up this time, or the master will treat you to a whip again! Eh?"

"Yes, my lord." Celtic is a nearly 40-year-old housekeeper who has always served Owen, but just like the citizens in Owen's fiefdom, he was often beaten and scolded by Owen. I was very afraid of Owen, and had to answer obediently.

At this time, Rhaenila in the princess mansion didn't know what kind of trick Owen was going to make.

"The quality of this handful of salt is too bad!" A pair of clean white hands took out a handful of dark yellow salt grains from a salt bag, and put them in front of their eyes for a closer look.

A middle-aged man standing next to him, dressed in shabby clothes and with holes in his shoes and socks, replied: "So that you can know, this is the salt that our sharp-edged leaders usually dry out after busy farming." The man shrunk his leaking toes It seemed a bit embarrassed, "So it doesn't look good, and it can't be sold at any price."

Rhaenira nodded, signaling that she understood.

A well-dressed citizen took the opportunity to step forward and said generously, "Your Highness, please look at our salt." After speaking, he brought a bag of slightly yellowish salt grains.

"This salt is indeed better than the salt in ordinary fiefdoms." Ranila muttered as she looked carefully.

"We were born in a village near Raven's Rest Castle. The villagers here make their living from making salt. Your lords in the royal realm know that too," he said with a little pride.

"Then where can you sell your salt the farthest?"

"Well, the salt produced in our village is not well-known in the kingdom, so most of it is supplied to the surrounding areas."

"So it should be a question of production?"

"Yes sir, our village has limited manpower, and..." the leader said here with a little anger, "Another village upstream also makes salt, and the technology is not as good as ours. They often come to our village to make trouble, saying that they No one bought the salt!"

A nobleman behind him couldn't help touching his swollen forehead when he heard the words. Those two villages were his subjects.He often mediates on weekdays, and most of the people in the village are relatives who can fight with each other. Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the door of another village, they would no longer care about relatives, and disputes began.

The nobleman sighed inadvertently, and His Royal Highness Rhaenyla asked the nobles to come to King's Landing, and also to show her one of the people under his command and a bag of salt, so the two villages started to quarrel again, and finally he decided to take Now the leader, although he doesn't know what the princess is going to do, but the nobles will definitely show the best salt in their territory, he doesn't want to lose face in front of outsiders!As a result, the leader shook his head out as soon as he was anxious.

Rhaenyla on one side has already begun to look at the salt bag of the next family... Rhaenyla didn't finish understanding until the sun went down.

After letting the chefs in the Red Castle entertain the nobles from all over the place, and letting the guards distribute dinner to the citizens, Ranila called them into the hall.

"You are all fiefs who are more or less able to make salt on the edge of the king's land. In all fairness, I think there is a big gap in the technology of making salt."

Some nobles looked down at the pattern on the edge of their armor, as if they felt a little ashamed.

"However, I want to change this status quo." Hearing this, the lowered, casual nobles began to listen carefully.

"I want to gather your strengths, transform the salt factory, build seawater ponds, the royal family invests in you in the early stage, and helps sell and participate in the share in the later stage. What do you think?"

"Your Highness, there is no problem if you want to share, but must our technology be made public?" The person who said this was a feudal knight whose salt-making technology was in the upper reaches.

"Princess, we..." There was a sudden noise in the hall...Renilla coughed lightly, and the guard next to her understood it, and immediately maintained order: "Be quiet!" After waiting for a while, Renilla continued to speak slowly.

"I know that everyone has a lot of concerns, but the royal family is here to help, not to delay your questions, so you can rest assured."

"Some of your territories are short of manpower, some are empty but have no skills, some are too far from King's Landing and the city, and transportation is inconvenient... Each has its own difficulties!"

"The royal family tried to solve these difficulties for you. Send people if there is no manpower, and help to transport those who can't be transported. What we want to do is not to make small troubles. Don't you want to sell your salt to the rivers and rivers, or even the entire Seven Kingdoms? ?”

"Take a long-term view!" Rhaenila said bitterly, "Do you think the royal family is greedy for your crooked melons and rotten dates?"

"By making salt into a high-quality project, your territory can generate income, so you don't have to toss and turn, but make money together, isn't it good? I know that there are disputes between some of your territories, but that is in the past. "

"From now on, everyone has money to earn together, can it be done?"

"Yes!" "Follow the order of Her Royal Highness!" "I am willing to be loyal to Your Highness!"...

Ranila nodded, "This is a guarantee from the royal family. To put it simply, your scale is too small to meet the salt needs of the royal realm. I am a little disappointed in you, so I will give you a chance. Of course, I don’t force it, those who don’t want to join the Royal Salt Factory can leave now.”

Since the cement factory outside the city is making a lot of money every day, coupled with the princess' assurance, the nobles' defenses and doubts about Ranila have been greatly reduced. Let's talk about win-win cooperation. Let's give His Highness a try in general. sell well.

Even if it fails, it is still a favor of the princess. If it succeeds, the territory will earn more, and no one wants to stand up against it.

"Okay! Since everyone trusts me, I announce that the king's land's salt-making business will start today!"

There was another plan that Ranila didn't say. Salt and iron are a huge profiteering industry, and it has always been in the hands of the rulers themselves.

In the future, when she takes over the power of the central government, she will definitely be engaged in salt and iron patents. At that time, these people will taste the sweetness, and they will have to rely on their allegiance to the royal family to become bigger and stronger. Isn't this salt profit firmly in their hands? .

However, there is still a long way to go in making salt, and it is just the beginning. Rhaenila arranged for her subordinates to entertain the nobles, and settled down for the people who came from afar, while she continued to think carefully in her heart.

(End of this chapter)