in the name of the queen.

Chapter 303 Dead memories are awakened

"Hey, my friend, do you know these words?"

Roland raised the paper with Sylph's full name written on it and asked the onlookers loudly.

His movements were very fast, most of them could not be seen clearly, and those who saw clearly were basically illiterate. The people who were eating melons shook their heads in confusion.

"This sentence is 'I am with you', and the autograph below is from Her Majesty the Queen. If you are illiterate, you will not be able to understand it even if the Queen gives you her blessing."

Roland started to get down to business and give everyone a reason to participate in compulsory education.

Long-term beliefs are difficult to change.

Over the past thousands of years, human rulers have had very different ideas of governance.

Foolish people.

As long as the people are ignorant enough, they will not be able to collectively awaken, and the rule will be entrenched.

The bearded man is not Karl, but Thomas, a famous practitioner of utopian theory.

Roland said categorically: "Her Majesty the Queen has promulgated a new education law, and all citizens of the empire are eligible for compulsory education. You can go to the city hall to inquire about the specific implementation details."

He wanted to travel by train instead of an elegant but slow carriage.

Roland found it interesting, even a little amusing.

Even if certain countries experience shocks at certain times and the old lords are overthrown by the people, the social structure cannot be changed.

"what?!"

The star of this parade is Sif.

Just as peasant uprisings can never overthrow the landlord class and can only make themselves new landlords, an uprising without a basis for national awakening is nothing more than a new generation of dragons replacing the old ones.

Seeing that the crowd did not dare to express their opinions, Roland gave Sif a wink and signaled her to come out.

"Long live Her Majesty the Queen!"

He just wants to win.

The whole place was silent.

As long as productivity continues to improve, dreams will eventually become reality.

Steam roared, gears turned, magic roared.

Sif gave Roland a "Leave it to me" look, walked up to the high platform calmly, and raised the golden scepter in her hand.

It's not that he betrayed his class, he just didn't want to be a naked swimmer against the current.

As a member of the evil dragon, Roland should have tried his best to protect the interests of the dragon.

The duel between two monarchs of the old era fueled the flames of the new era.

As a die-hard royalist, Roland does not care that the fire burning in the future will destroy the foundation of the old world.

Since a new era will come sooner or later, it’s better to give it a try.

Instead of swimming naked against the current, let nature take its course.

Cheers came and went.

The wheel of time will never care how much Mantis wants to stop it.

Some people held their faces in excitement and burst into tears.

He can't, but he can push a little behind the wheel of history.

They are not excited that they have the opportunity to study. They are older and it doesn't matter whether they study or not, but they still have children.

"Mr. Governor, what you said is quite simple, but we are just illiterate."

The dragon slayer raised the crown above the evil dragon's head with a ferocious smile, becoming an even more evil dragon.

Roland recalled the bearded man he had encountered while searching for legal loopholes in the Imperial Library, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

The threshold for ordinary people to read and become literate is too high.

Faced with the ridicule, many melon-eaters looked frustrated, but some couldn't help but shout.

"Children of the empire, in the name of the White Rose, I grant you the right to education. This right is sacred and inviolable. Anyone who obstructs it is my enemy."

The crowd was a little confused.

We were just joking, are you serious?
The people who were looking at each other didn't dare to answer the question, and some people were moved but didn't dare to respond.

No joke, education is a luxury in this era. People who can read and write are either rich or noble, or become loyal members of religious organizations.

The whole place was silent except for nervous breathing.

Of course, Roland did not sacrifice himself for the noble sentiments of the world. He was still fueling the flames for himself.

How many of the old and young men who crowded the square came to see him?
If it weren't for the Queen's sake, it would be a miracle that he could have an audience of 500 people when he gave a speech here. Even among these 500 people, most of them were trustees.

But he didn't want to do that.

"That's good! Then go and learn!"

The truth of history is always so humorous.

They don't want their children to do heavy manual labor like them.

Their descendants must study, or at least recognize the Queen's decrees.

The cheers almost shook the square.

The enthusiasm of the crowd surprised Roland.

What Sif just said was carefully arranged by Roland, and the key point was to emphasize that the right to education comes from Sif's gift.

Even if the old system comes to an end in the future and people raise torches to ignite the decadent old era, they will still remember that sunny afternoon when a young and beautiful queen gave them the right to education. They will not show mercy to the old times, but they will treat the descendants of the York family gently.

When you are down, you should not be willing to surrender, and when you are proud, you should not forget about it.

Don't just think about bullying others in Shunfeng Bureau, but accumulate some blessings for future generations.

After all, the descendants of the York family are his descendants.

Roland and Sif exchanged glances, smiling at the corners of their lips.

However, the unexpected happened as expected. In the fiery atmosphere of shouting "Long Live the Mountain", a discordant voice finally appeared.

After all, Suyige Province was a newly conquered province, and its mass base was not solid enough.

Especially those Odeners who didn't leave.

It is unrealistic to expect them to praise the Queen.

"Dear Her Majesty, can we also be educated?"

The powerful man, speaking Sussex with an Oden accent and not very fluently, asked stammeringly.

Sif and Roland looked at each other and walked forward.

"I'm talking about all the people of the empire, even if they join the empire at this moment."

She is not talking about citizens, but subjects.

Even ordinary people without political power are eligible for education.

The strong Oden man couldn't believe his ears. After confirming again and again, the two-meter-tall tall man knelt down hard, wanting to express his gratitude in this way.

However, his knees were held up by an invisible force.

Sif raised her hands, and her gentle and majestic voice echoed over the square.

"No one in Sussex has to kneel to anyone."

Although this is a bit funny coming from an emperor, the show works extremely well.

The expressions of the obedient Oden tribesmen changed from anxiety to ecstasy, and then turned into wild cheers.

Looking at their crazy eyes, Roland had no doubt that they would not hesitate now that Sif asked them to pick up weapons and charge at the enemy.

This is the power of the Queen to become a national icon.

The morale of the people in Suyige Province has stabilized.
?
of course not.

The dissonant sounds are still there, and they are sharper.

"Your Majesty, your kindness is touching, but I don't have time to study and get an education."

The hoarse voice with a hint of exhaustion was almost lost in the crowd.

Sif could have pretended not to hear, but she chose to raise the golden scepter.

The scepter was raised, and the noise ceased.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Sif's order.

Sif smiled and looked at the doubters in the crowd.

He was only a little over 1.6 meters tall. He was wearing rough canvas work clothes that had been washed and turned white. His baggy trousers looked a bit uncoordinated hanging on his thin legs.

Despite his efforts to cleanse his skin, the heavy work still left his skin dark and his back stooped.

There was also a tattered rattan helmet hanging around his waist.

Pretty standard coal miner attire.

Roland narrowed his eyes, looking a little complicated.

He already guessed what the questioner was going to say.

He had the perfect answer in his heart, but he didn't know how to express it. After all, it was too advanced and incompatible with this era.

"Sir, what do you do?"

"I, I dig coal." The miner blushed.

There were bursts of laughter all around, and the citizens around the miner subconsciously distanced themselves from him. In the eyes of urban residents, miners and farmers should not go to cities.

They are crude and ignorant, and their bodies have the odor of sweat that can never be washed away.

Someone shouted, "Where are the guards? How can low-class people sneak into the Queen's parade?"

This loud voice also represents the attitude of most people.

Sif glanced at Roland's profile with her peripheral vision, saw him staring at the miner, and instantly understood his tendency.

"Sir, how long do you have to work every day?"

"I don't know, I just know that I have to get up before dawn, and it will take a long time before I can go back after dark. I really want to study, but I just don't have time."

Sif was thinking about how to answer when Roland came to him.

"Eight hours, eight hours a day!"

"Even if the whole world opposes it, it cannot be changed. This is the bottom line!"

Roland's voice trembled slightly and his face was slightly distorted.

He clenched his fists, and the memories of his death attacked him crazily.

Sif calmly came to Roland, quietly held his trembling and cold hand, and shared her soft warmth with him.

"Working eight hours a day is my will and no one can violate it."

(End of this chapter)