A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The teenager knelt in front of the two, his forehead firmly against the ground, and his body was shaking.

After accidentally seeing the corner of the exposed malachite, he vaguely guessed that this kid dressed in civilian clothes must be a child of a noble or a wealthy merchant, because only they can own malachite.

He went to the street today to do odd jobs. Because he barely knew a few numbers, even if he was young, there were shops willing to let him do odd jobs and keep the shop counting goods. After getting the wages of today, he has been worrying, his family is almost full of disciples, and his mother is still seriously ill. This money can only buy some ointment, but he can't make his mother better.

Although their family was poor at first, but the little father’s finances left by the dead father plus the mother’s hard work, the family can still guarantee food and clothing. The mother even saved a little savings, and then found a master who can recognize him and teach him Recognize numbers and some simple and commonly used words.

The common people can only learn the rough and simple words of the common people, and the beautiful and noble Aaron Landis is that only nobles and priests can learn and use.

noble.

The young man thought, while feeling great fear in his heart, he couldn't help but gritt his teeth.

If it weren't for those damn-

His mother will not fall to the present point!

Not long ago, because of the kindness given by King Camos, he and his mother were still looking forward to a new and clean new house, full of hope for the future.

Not only them, but also the people around them. All the people living in the slums said the matter cheerfully, grateful for the grace of King Camos, and happily looking forward to the day when they moved into the new house.

However, only a few days later, they were thrown into **** from the kingdom of heaven.

The facts made them realize that these lowly poor people are not worthy of a bright future.

It was because of this that his mother was seriously injured, and the house was smashed. All the original savings were spent.

When he picked up the money bag, he didn't think much, but when he saw the corner of the malachite, the ghost was so miserable, he secretly followed the child for a long time, and the heaven and earth were fighting in his head. I remembered my mother who was dying in bed.

He thought that if he went on like this, his mother might not be able to hold it for long. Although he was ashamed of robbing a child, but... but Dad was dead, if even his mother died, he would be forced to become a slave to the nobles who killed his mother, then he Would rather die!

[Malachite is the favorite gem of the God of Wisdom Solga. It can drive away evil, ward off evil spirits, and recapture the soul of the dying from the **** of death. 】

The teenager echoing this sentence in his mind finally couldn't resist the temptation and snatched the child's malachite amulet.

As long as he can save his mother, he is willing to pay any price!

The teenager kneeling on the ground gritted his teeth and thought.

He was indeed out of pocket, even if he used his life to indemnify the noble child, as long as he could save his mother—

Looking at the teenager kneeling in front of him, Garland did not speak, but bypassed the teenager and ran to the stake.

On the low wooden pile, the originally beautifully carved malachite token has been smashed to pieces, and the emerald green gravel is full of wooden piles, large and small, and the characters originally engraved on it can no longer be seen. Can't see that this is a token.

Fataya followed him with a grunt.

"You actually have this gem... are you not a child of a civilian family?"

She asked, "Are you a subordinate noble?"

Because Gallan had the same pale skin color as hers, Fataya guessed that the child should be the same noble family as hers, and it should still be a wealthy family.

She looked sadly at the smashed malachite amulet.

Just looking at the hollow line patterns on the larger stones, you can guess that the complete talisman must be very delicate. The child also said that it was uploaded by the ancestor. It was so smashed. It is a pity.

Fataya sighed and turned around. The trousers in her lower body were slightly tighter, and her slender, slender thighs became more prominent. When she saw her long legs, she walked directly to the teenager and reached out to hold him.

"Okay, follow me to the City Guard."

As soon as the boy heard it, he immediately struggled, but the knight pressed him to death with one hand, and he couldn't break away.

He begged and said, "I won't run away, but, please, my mother--"

Fataya remembered this. The stolen teenager just shouted just now that he wanted to save his mother with malachite powder. She turned her head and saw that the blond kid didn't know when he had reached the door of the low wooden house.

She dragged the teenager over and stood behind the child and looked into the room.

I saw a middle-aged woman described as withered lying on the bed. Although the contents of the room were worn, it was cleaned very cleanly. The women in the coma were all wounded, their faces were gray, their breath was weak, and their lips were dry and cracked, as if they would stop breathing in the next second.

And looking at those wounds, many of them have become inflamed, and there are even a few serious and ulcerated pus.

The knight froze for a moment, the young man broke free of her hand, ran to the wooden pile holding the broken malachite and rushed into the room, then carefully rubbed the malachite powder in his hands on those pusy wounds, While looking at the woman's face nervously while wiping.

Garlan looked at the things in the room a bit strangely, but it was not strange, and when he looked closely, he suddenly understood. It turned out that the tables and chairs and other supplies in this room were all wrong, not only old, but also almost rotten, and it can be seen that they were only recently smashed and barely repaired for continued use.

It feels like... Someone has recently smashed it.

Garlan was still thinking about it, and suddenly heard a bang from outside, and then the sound of a cracked wooden fence smashed.

The teenager who was still kneeling by the low bed and smearing the woman with malachite powder suddenly shook his face, and his face became pale. He looked at his sleeping mother and gritted his teeth, and got up and went out.

"Fuck me! You are not welcome here!"

He shouted at the coming man.

"Little guy, noisy."

A Dang Er Lang's voice sounded very frivolous. Gallan looked around and saw a thin and frivolous man standing there, followed by dozens of strong men.

He looked at the teenager's face with a smile, but his curved eyes were filled with malice.

"Yeah is here to send you money, do you understand it?"

He took out a money bag and beat it, and the sound of coin impact sounded. The tall man's eyes narrowed to the sound of coin impact, as if he heard the most beautiful music in the world.

He smiled and gave the money to the teenager.

"Well, money, don't have money, are you stupid?"

"It seems that it is going to be renovated here. The new house has to be bought with money. I will give you the money. It is just right to buy a new house."

The man squinted and said with a smile, "That's why the uncle is kind and willing to lend you money. Why don't you accept my kindness from the uncle? Isn't this throwing my good intentions to the ground?"

The teenager gritted his teeth and said, "Go! I would rather die than borrow your money!"

The man yelled, a vicious light in his eyes.

"Just say your little child is not sensible, come, let me ‘reason’ with your mother, your mother is in the house, come, come—”

As he walked forward, he made a wink with the dozen or so big guys behind him, and those people continued to smash.

The wooden fence surrounding the yard, some labor tools in the yard, crocks and the like were all smashed by them.

"What are you doing? What! Do not move my mother!"

The teenager flushed his eyes anxiously and threw himself up to stop the tall man, but was pushed hard by the man but stumbled backwards and nearly fell.

One hand stretched out from the back, and the other held on his shoulder, so that he didn't fall to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

A clear female voice sounded, and the female knight who came out of the house appeared in front of everyone.

The man froze for a moment, and he stopped, with fear, when he wanted to break into the house.

"Yo, isn't this Lord Fataya? What are you doing in this broken place?"

"you know me?"

"Where, if you are a young knight who was a city gate guard, who wouldn't know."

The man smiled and said that although he was a little scared, it was obviously fearless.

"Today, the host asked us to do something. Who knows you are here... Oh, yes, we are Cabe money."

The horsewoman frowned.

She said, "I'm here to do something, and I will leave soon."

"Well, then my brothers and I will not bother you now."

The man said this, turned around and left.

The gate guard is here. Although there are people behind him who are not afraid of her, it is really inappropriate to make trouble. After all, it is a felony for civilians to harm the nobles. He would come back later, and he was not in a hurry at this time, anyway, the family had nowhere to go.

He went to another shop first, and let that loan the money.

Gee, why are these untouchables so disobedient, they have to let him bring someone to the door to kill and kill, how ugly, honestly obedient to borrow this money, you have to let him go through it Running

The man complained like this in the bottom of his heart, and led away.

Garland on the side looked a little puzzled when watching this play. Those fierce and evil people over there had to give the young man money, and the young man did not want to die.

It feels like one is forced to borrow money, and one refuses to borrow.

What the **** is this?

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"Do they... want to lend you money?"

Garland asked.

The teenager looked blankly at the back of the group of people leaving, and he was suddenly excited when Garland asked him.

"I won't borrow it! Even if I was killed here! I would never borrow a penny from that group of villains!"

He gritted his teeth.

After speaking so hard, he slumped down on the ground, holding his head in his hands, and the whole person looked blank but helpless.

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

He murmured an apology, his eyes flushed.

"I will go with you, I will go to jail, as long as my mother is OK, she is alright..."

Fataya frowned as the group of thugs left, and then asked: "Kabe Qianxing, the actual controller behind it is the chief director."

The chief general is the most powerful person in the king's court after the left and right phases. At the same time, his family is still the in-law of the last king, and he is very prominent in the royal city.

Her subordinate nobles dare not provoke, how could the slums of the slums provoke the money bank?

"How did you mess with Kabe Qianxing?"

The teenager sitting on the ground with his head slumped for a while, then began to speak in a sobbing tone.

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"Has Garran not yet risen?"

Heimos asked, this is the second time he came to Galland in the afternoon.

The maid kneeled on the ground and bowed her head to answer: "Yes, sir, Prince Garland has been sleeping."

Because Gallan had instructed them not to wake them up, they just kept in the courtyard and dared not enter the house.

Did you sleep so long because the morning archery was too tired?

Huimus thought so, and glanced over to the room again.

The room was quiet, and through the open window, a vague blanket of blankets could be seen on the bed. The child seemed to like to wrap himself in a bed with a blanket, like a ball.

He shook his head, turned to leave, and came back at dinner. Suddenly, a golden image of an arrow was rushing past his feet.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the lion cub had fallen on the door and creaked the door with his claws.

Nega now comes almost every three times, and the original delicate carved wooden door is scratched by claw marks.

Heimus walked over quickly, trying to carry the little guy who disturbed Gallan's rest. Who knows he hasn't walked over yet, the little lion heard his footsteps, turned around, screamed fiercely at him, then turned around and ran for a jump, actually jumped directly into the window next to the cover, Drilled in from there.

This guy--

Heimus didn't have time to squeeze it, but watched it jump up the window, rushed into the room, and threw himself excitedly on the ball on the bed.

Oh!

The little lion just whined in excitement, and the lion suddenly fell.

The bulging mass on the bed was pressed down by its small body, and the blanket spread out, revealing a large mass of down.

The whole lion rushed into the large group of feathers at once, and the feathers smashed by it flew all over the room.

The fluffy little lion was sitting head-to-head in a pile of feathers with a dumb face, and then was sneezed by the fine down,

Heimus, who jumped from the window into the room immediately after Little Nega, looked at the empty bed and the feathers of the room, but the sight of Gallan was suddenly gone, and his eyes were suddenly dizzy.

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In addition to the royal family and nobles, the people of Aaron Landis are divided into three classes.

Civilian, pariah, slave.

Civilians have a certain amount of constant property and usually have small savings. They can do business, learn civilian characters, and even become grassroots officials, protected by law.

Untouchables are usually poor and unable to maintain their daily food and clothing. They are doing the hardest, most tiring and dirty work in the city, but they have the lowest wages, and they are everywhere despised.

Untouchables usually gather in the darkest and most chaotic corners of the city. The place where they gather together is called a slum. They lived a very hard life, humbled to the extreme, and lived arduously and numbly.

But this time, King Camos gave hope to the untouchables of the royal city.

King Camos issued a royal order to transform the slums of the king city, renovate this messy place into a clean and tidy place, and build houses, roads and shops on the same scale.

This command instantly exploded the pot in the Wangcheng.

You know, house prices in Wangcheng are extremely expensive, and it can be said that every inch of the land is expensive. However, because the slums were too dirty, no one had ever hit that place.

But now Wang Ling, everyone knows that after the renovation, the land price and house price will double exponentially. As a result, countless greedy aristocratic officials were eager to start, wanting to start first and take possession of the land there in their own hands.

However, King Camos knew the greed of some officials and nobles. Therefore, in order to prevent them from secretly using leases and other means to occupy those land for themselves, he issued an order that the renovated houses and shops can only be sold, and they must use money. Purchase, otherwise it will not be used.

At the same time, in order to protect the interests of the original untouchables, he also issued an order that the untouchables living in the slums can buy a small house for a small price, provided that they are the untouchables who originally lived here.

This price is really very low. Even if it is an untouchable, most people can get it, but they can’t get it. They can borrow money from the country, buy a house, and then slowly pay it back.

just……

There are policies and measures to counter.

Aristocratic officials greedy like codlings are always good at finding loopholes in the law.

Don’t let us buy at a low price, right?

Yes, let those untouchables pay for the house first.

By the way, isn't it a sum of money to buy a house?

Come here, I will introduce you to a money bank and you will borrow it.

Mortgage, don't worry, just use your future house as a mortgage.

what? Do you want to borrow a national loan?

No, you can only borrow the money.

what? Do you have enough money? Don't borrow?

No borrowing!

If you don’t borrow my money, I won’t let you buy this house, and I’ll do nothing for you.

What, don't you want to borrow?

So, every day someone comes to make troubles, smashes, and hurts people until you are willing to borrow money.

In short, right or wrong to force you to lend me the money.

Of course, the interest on this loan is terribly high, and it is still profitable. Even civilians who borrow this kind of money may not be able to pay it off, let alone the poor and poor people.

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With the support of certain forces behind them, the officials who manipulated these matters were sullen and cheated.

As a result, these secret operations made the aristocratic officials who were behind the scenes full of food, the slum renovation had not even begun, and a large number of land and houses had almost fallen into their hands. They hold countless loan slips in their hands, and when the pariahs get the house, they will take these strips to force the debt.

Such high profitability and untouchability are naturally not enough, and of course, they can only mortgage the mortgaged house to them.

After all, it’s natural to repay the debt.

It's still not enough to get the house. What should I do? I can only sell my debts.

It is conceivable that by that time, the vast majority of untouchables in this slum not only had no houses, no savings for most of their lives, they would all become slaves to those noble officials.

Originally a project that benefited the country and the people, it became the fat meat of those greedy aristocratic officials who ate human flesh and blood.

The author has something to say: 　　 When looking at the message in the previous chapter...

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A look of coercion.

Wait, friends, your focus is completely wrong.