Happy people from Blue Star

Chapter 342 You have to be gentle

Hardy finally had a few days of leisure.

It has to be said that, worthy of being the queen who controlled the entire Misr dynasty behind the scenes, Petola only spent two or three days to figure out Hadi's internal affairs system.

Her first reaction was not that there were many mistakes and omissions in Hardy's internal affairs, but she looked at Hardy with a strange look: "Are you a new saint in the Religion of Light?"

It’s no wonder she thinks so. Almost all the policies formulated by Hadi are policies that benefit the people.

Such a good man, not to mention among the nobles, even among the saints of the Guangming Sect, he is still an extremely handsome guy.

Hardy smiled when he heard this: "As long as money is enough, look at my life. Is there anything that is not luxurious?"

In Hardy's view, he has top-notch expenses for food and clothing, and he doesn't have any special hobbies that waste money. It is not a good thing to save a large amount of money for himself, use it at critical times, and hide the rest of the wealth among the people. Well.

"People like you can either become a saint known to everyone in history." Petola looked at Hadi: "Or... he will be stigmatized forever, and even end badly."

Hardy was currently resting his head on Philaire's lap, eating the grapes brought to his mouth by the elf, and said lazily: "I understand what you mean, but as long as I have strong martial virtue, my ending will not be very good." Tragic problem.”

Petola blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Hardy with a playful look: "You are obviously young, but you understand the dark side of the world very well."

In the information age, nothing happens!
Hardy understood that his policies in the territory had actually made the surrounding lords quite unhappy.

Loose and benevolent policies will make the people spontaneously yearn for them, which will form a population black hole that will continue to swallow up people from the surrounding territories, allowing them to choose to come to Hadi's territory to do business, work, or live for a long time.

And this will touch the reverse scale of other lords.

For all lords, people...or labor force is the greatest wealth in a territory.

When Hadi takes away other people's labor, he takes away the wealth of other lords.

"So, I'm not in a hurry." Hardy said calmly: "Their anger is slowly accumulating, and I am also slowly accumulating strength. It will take more than ten years, or more than twenty years, before I can It might be time to break up."

"What are you going to do if we really fall out?" Petola asked with a half-smile.

Hardy yawned slowly: "We'll talk about it then."

Petola's eyes gradually brightened.

Then he didn't say anything, but got dressed, turned around and left the bedroom.

Although it is said to be once a month, if Hardy takes the initiative to donate his energy, Petola will naturally accept it.

The sunshine outside the window was very bright, and Petola was doing official business in the study while humming a tune.

Sophie came in from the outside, handed a few parchment rolls to the table, and then took out a few pieces of white paper and said: "This is a technology presented by an 'immortal'. It is said to be their product, and it has been Modified according to the rules of this plane, the cost is very low."

Petola took a look at the white paper, tried to write a few words on it with a quill pen, and then exclaimed: "It is indeed convenient. This technology is very valuable."

"How much does that immortal man want to sell it for?"

"This is the number." Sophie opened her hand.

"Five gold coins? That's worth it."

"It's fifty."

"It's a bit expensive." Petola thought for a moment, and then said: "Tell him, at most thirty gold coins, otherwise there will be no discussion."

Sophie nodded, and then asked: "Mother, what makes you so happy?"

Petola smiled and said: "I discovered that Hadi has the appearance of an emperor. In other words, it is possible for me to go one step further and become an empress in the future!"

Sophie blinked her eyes and sneered: "It's not your turn." "Besides Hardy, who else is more suitable to be the head wife now besides me?" Petola's charming face was full of confidence: "I have With my strength, I can also handle political issues for him. Whether it is public or private, I am his best helper."

Sophie shook her head helplessly, walked to the window, and pointed to the sky outside.

Petola was stunned for a moment and asked suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

"Guess for yourself!"

After leaving these words, Sophie left.

Petola was left alone in the study, guessing and thinking, becoming more and more confused.

She thought for a long time, but still didn't understand what her daughter meant.

But she didn't want to ask directly. In this guessing game, as long as she asked for the answer, it meant that she had lost.

Although Petola is only a succubus, she is still a queen after all, and she still has basic pride. She does not want to be weak in front of her daughter.

This is not a matter of face, but a matter of dignity.

While she was thinking hard, the maid came to report: "Ms. Petola, a gentleman named 'Life is Short' asked to see the lord. He is considered a friend of the lord."

Hardy's friend?
Petola stood up and said: "You invite him in, and I will call the lord over now."

Not long after, Hardy appeared in the study.

Life is short and the man is a bit darker. He looked at Hardy's cold and white-skinned appearance and was quite envious: "Your Excellency Hardy, now all the projects under my supervision have been completed. Please accept them."

Hardy nodded.

In fact, Hardy has been tracking the progress of several major projects. The so-called acceptance means stamping a stamp to confirm that the progress of the project has been completed, and then paying the balance to the short life.

Hardy handed the stamped parchment to Life is Short.

Logically speaking, life is too short at this time and should have already faded away.

But he suddenly said: "Sir Hardy, Gui Wenir is waiting for you at the Anchor Tavern."

Hearing this, Hardy was stunned.

"What are Gui Wenir doing here? Is Sophia here too?" Hardy frowned: "Why don't I know anything about it?"

Although most jobs in Tacoma County have been handed over to players to manage, Sophia is still nominally the acting lord of Tacoma City.She shouldn't be running around without notifying Hardy, even if it's to find her.

Life is Short whispered: "Ms. Sophia didn't come, it was Gui Wenir who came here with her servants."

Hardy frowned slightly: "Nonsense, I'll bring her back."

Now during the war between humans and demons, although relatively speaking, the security in the three counties under Hadi's name is much better than other places, but some people's hearts are still floating. In this case, there will always be some strange people and evil things happening.

Gui Wenelle, a little girl who has just turned 14 years old, is like running around. If something happens, it will be too late to regret.

He stood up and was about to go to Ansmore Tavern to pick up the person first, and then send him back to Tacoma County.

At this time, Life is Short suddenly said: "Hardy, please be gentle at night. Gui Wenir is still young, and I will be heartbroken too."

Hardy was stunned for a few seconds, then felt his scalp numb and his emotions exploded.

The young lord, who had always considered himself to be mentally strong, couldn't help himself at this time.

(End of this chapter)