She Is Not a Witch

"Hi everyone, you can call me Lubin."

In the room used for discussion in the mansion, a young man in a shirt and a decent coat pressed his chest with one hand and bent over to salute.

"This is the assistant I found recently. He will be the financial officer of the territory and be responsible for related matters." Lorraine Hill, who was wearing armor, introduced.

"Hello, Mr. Lubin." Geweier immediately returned the salute, looking at the young man with a curious look, guessing his origin in his heart.

"Oh, so it's you, haha." Gu Huasi looked at this young man who had met several times and seemed to want to understand many things.

"Wait, if he manages the finances, then what about me." The butler was a little anxious.

"Mr. Farvos, don't worry. I will take over the affairs you left behind soon, so as to reduce your burden." The young man pushed down his glasses, expressing that he was confident and there was no need to worry.

"No, no, I think there are many things that young people like you cannot understand. Some are ancient traditions, and there are many things left over from the past. Yes, only I, only I understand, and can handle them well." The butler pretended to be profound and refused.

"And I am more loyal. I am the servant of the eldest lady. You will be respected only if you hold the finances firmly in your hands." He looked at Geweier who was aside, hoping that the eldest lady would say a few words for him talk.

"But this is Mr. Unknown's suggestion. I think it would be better to trust this lord." Geweier shook his head slightly, expressing that it would be better for him to obey the lord beside him.

"Miss, now is not the time to be confused." The housekeeper was a little anxious, why did this young lady always turn to outsiders.

"I am your faithful servant."

"Sorry, I want to interrupt for a while." Lu Bin raised his hand to attract the attention of several people in the room.

"Mr. Farvos has indeed done a lot of things for the Viscount in the past, but when it comes to loyalty, this is a bit untrue."

"In the past few years, because Lord Viscount Wenlani was obsessed with having fun, I asked you to take care of many things."

"The taxes in the territory, the accounting of various expenses, the consumption of daily life, etc., among them, how many gold coins that belonged to the lord have entered your pocket."

"You are spitting blood, you are framing!" The housekeeper jumped angrily, beat his feet and chest, as if he had been greatly insulted and wronged.

"If it weren't for my hard work, the expenses in the territory would have been beyond our means."

"Does the lord not spend money on the banquet? He travels around and buys all kinds of gifts. These expenses are real. I'm not going to finish it later to save money."

"By the way, miss, you should also know that those gorgeous and elegant gowns and skirts are all custom-made by special craftsmen, and the expenditure can be seen." He finally remembered something that could said something.

"Is that really the case?" Lu Bin lifted his glasses, reached into the pocket inside his collar, took out a folded paper, and unfolded it in the bright lights of the room with a sound of shaking.

"The past is difficult to study, let's not talk about it for the time being. In the past three years, you have collected taxes from the residents of the territory 128 times, and the coverage ranges from Georgetown (now the city of mountain cherry) to the towns and villages under your rule."

"Among them, 63 were tax types that did not appear in the imperial law, 46 were tax collections in advance, and 102 were excessive taxes."

"The newly created taxes include not limited to two-thirds of what hunters go hunting in the mountains, half of what fishermen fish in the river, and a gate fee for passing caravans. Quantity payment, and this fee is calculated separately, that is to say, if the transaction is made, other fees must be paid.”

"In order to make money, you and the former guards of the territory collude with each other, sending an indefinite number of guards to patrol the territory from time to time, assessing their income based on the daily labor of the shops or residents, and then robbing the money in the name of tax collection. "

"In order to increase income, you did not hesitate to prohibit hawkers selling firewood and charcoal from entering the city, causing many poor people to freeze to death, so that the shops you opened can make money. In order to collect debts, you asked your men to encourage those fathers to sell their daughters and engage in **** work. Thus recovering the money from the guards."

"It can be said that you will want to intervene in anything related to money."

"The defense expenses set up by the lord are also spent by you and the commander of the guards. Many patrols have never been full, and even the salaries of the guards are often in arrears. Most of the income is in your arms, and a small part is given to the commander. And a few people in your confidantes."

"In your opinion, guards don't need to be paid, so they will have an incentive to squeeze oil and water from the residents."

"It is also because of this that when the rebellion happened, the number of guards was seriously insufficient and their combat capabilities were low, so that the castle with a completely advantageous location was captured without persisting for a day."

"Through the investigation of the houses and villages in the city, I have roughly concluded that Viscount Winrani has lost one-third of its population in the past ten years, and ten years ago happened to be when you took office."

"If Miss Geweier has any doubts, I can provide you with more detailed evidence and witnesses."

"Is this true?" Even though he knew that the butler was unreliable, Geweier was still surprised that there was such a huge crime behind it.

"No, no, it's slander, it's prejudice, it's... it's wrong." The butler stepped back as he spoke, knocking down the vertical clothes hanger behind him.

"I just listen to Lord Viscount to do things, and I can't help myself in many cases, otherwise, where will the money come from?"

"Is that so, but in fact, I learned from the maid in the castle that the original lord rarely cared about these matters. In addition, you can't deny that a lot of money went into his own pocket."

"False, this is false, where do I have so many gold coins, you can find out by checking my home. Indeed, I have made some extra income, but there is no way, in order to live, I need all kinds of decency Money to maintain it. And I am the face of Lord Viscount, so I can't behave too badly."

"However, I am definitely not as shameless and treacherous as you said. I am a gentleman with loyal qualities, and I cannot suffer humiliation at will."

Regarding the housekeeper's various excuses, Lu Bin shook his head, and then took out a small glass bottle with his white gloved hand, which contained a white powder that gradually turned yellow.

"Of course, you don't have much money stored in your home, because most of it is used to buy this addictive alchemy potion."

"This is a hallucinogenic drug powder produced by the 'Wolf Bone Alchemy Workshop'. Compared with other addictive drugs, its side effects are milder, so it is more hidden."

"You are a regular customer of this alchemy workshop, and you have bought a lot of things from them. In addition, the reason why Viscount Wenlani was so addicted to pleasure in the past is also due to the effect of you secretly adding this potion to your diet."

"Originally, you also planned~ www.readwn.com~ to let Miss Geweier also be infected with this drug. Unfortunately, the eldest lady is sensitive and reacted strongly to this drug, and she fell seriously ill. Later, she considered You will stop this temptation until the death of the young lady is not in your interest."

"In order to cover up, to prevent Viscount Wenlani from continuing to find someone to treat and avoid detection, you also specially asked a pharmacist from the alchemy workshop to pretend to be a doctor, so as to cover up, and let Viscount Wenlani believe that this is indeed someone. An aristocratic disease."

"Perhaps the eldest lady will wonder why there is no rebellion in other surrounding territories, but the uprising in Viscount Winlani is so rapid. I think this is the answer."

If it was just the lord's pleasure-seeking, the residents would not be so angry. After all, everyone doesn't care about the lives of those big shots, but coupled with such harsh taxes and suppression, the grievances accumulate quickly.

"Brother..." Standing behind Geweier, Iyena looked at this eloquent, calm and rational young man, a sense of surprise and pride filled her heart.

I don't know where it started, but this ordinary brother in memory has grown to such an extent, which is incredible and surprising.

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