My Empire War Game

Slums, this is an area that most cities in the world have. In addition to being dirty and messy, it can be said to be a hotbed of evil and the darkest corner of the city.

Murder, robbery, smuggling, etc. are just common here. Even the church of the gods in the city rarely comes here. There are dead people here almost every day. Even the pastor of the Temple of Dawn, who is known for his kindness and kindness, would not care about them. Life and death of people.

However, things began to change with the arrival of the new king. The most obvious change was that many poor people were hired to work. Although the work was hard, they could get enough food and still have a salary. This gave many people. Hope to live.

Who can live and die? The people in these slums burst out with a strong enthusiasm for work, and they are also grateful to Sulun, the king who brought them hope. However, these changes in the slums have also made other people think differently.

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"Head, I have already found out. Those mud legs earn almost ten copper nars a day. Women have eight, and even children have five." A small, wretched-looking man with a pair of rat whiskers The man said excitedly.

"I do the math. There are more than two hundred people on the site of our gang. If all adults are counted, they can get two thousand copper nars a day, which is equivalent to two golds. Gnar, there are sixty Kinnars this month. This is not a small sum."

A trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the fierce-looking strong man with a scar on his face, "It seems that our King is really rich."

Scarface took out a small knife and played with it flexibly, and then said: "Mouse, you order, all those who go to work must pay 80% of the safety fee when they come back every day. This matter is left to you, if someone If you dare to hide it privately, if you don't pay, then interrupt his hand!"

"Don't worry, I promise that it will be done properly, and the money will not be less than a copper nar." The wretched man with rat whiskers patted his chest and promised.

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With the issuance of health regulations, the city of San Ferto is changing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. The impact of the war has gradually disappeared, and the city has become more prosperous than before.

"Boom boom boom!" A knock on the door sounded.

"Come in." Su Lun said without lifting his head.

A scent came, Su Lun couldn't help but sniffed his nose, looked up and said in surprise: "Phyllis, why are you here."

"I'll see you." Feilisi said, wearing a full-length dress with a food container in her hand.

"You will be living here these two days. Although national affairs are important, you should also take a break. This is the meat soup I asked someone to prepare for you. You can try it first."

"Okay!" Smelling the alluring fragrance, Su Lun also felt the gluttons in his stomach eager to move, picked up the meat soup and snorted and drank it.

Phyllis pursed her mouth and chuckled, then picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of his lips: "Don't drink so fast. No one will grab you. If it's not enough, there will be more."

"Enough." Su Lun patted his belly and put the bowl down.

"What have you been up to these past two days?" Phyllis asked as she packed the tableware.

Su Lun picked up the document on the table and said, "Busy making laws."

"Making the law? Is there any problem with the previous law?" Phyllis looked at Su Lun with some confusion.

"The problem is big." Su Lun pouted and said: "This law is too crude and the punishment for crimes is very low, and in many cases, if you follow the above, you can't maintain justice at all."

"In addition to these, these laws are also very vague about taxation issues. For nobles and wealthy businessmen, they collect less taxes or are directly exempted. For civilians, they have to collect poll tax, toll tax, goods tax, land tax, housing tax, etc. There are hundreds of types of city gate taxes, salt taxes, and so on."

"It's okay if these taxes are collected in strict accordance with the requirements, but I have checked the tax records over the years, and the tax revenue has been decreasing year by year. It is not necessary to guess that the officials have been corrupted by the partnership."

"Moreover, I have asked someone to investigate the specific tax situation. It turns out that the state sets a tax to collect one silver nar, and when the tax official below directly collects one and a half or even two silver nars. The taxation of ordinary people increases every year, but The country’s tax revenue is steadily falling."

"The final result is that the country did not collect enough taxes, but the civilians paid excessive taxes, the country suffered losses, and the civilians also suffered losses. Only those nobles and officials were full of brains and stomachs." Su Lun sneered and threw the documents on the table.

Hearing Su Lun's words, Phyllis was also a little anxious: "What should we do? Shall we directly arrest the tax officials and the nobles and let them pay the corrupt taxes!"

"This can indeed be solved, but it is not very useful for the lower-level people. We will arrest this group of people and replace them with other people. It is very likely that the same as before." Su Lun continued.

"A better way is to improve the law and strengthen the supervision of officials and nobles."

"Then do what you said, I'll support you." Phyllis walked to her and stretched out her hand to hug Su Lun.

Su Lun gently stroked Felice's hair: "Don't worry, it will get better."

Compared with the Duchy of the North Wind, the Kingdom of Florence has existed for hundreds of years. Although it has a larger population and a broader territory, it is much worse than the Duchy of the North Wind in all aspects. Just talking about taxation, in Zhenbei City, no one dared to violate the regulations set by Su Lun, let alone embezzlement.

There are many successful experiences in Zhenbei City, among which the very key is the prison built by Su Lun and the construction of spiritual civilization and ideological education twice a year. Officials at all levels go to prison every six months to receive ideological education. Coupled with the various systems and supervisors in Zhenbei City, almost no official dares to go beyond the thunder pool. Even if someone wants to do this, they will be discovered quickly.

Su Lun gave officials at all levels the right to report, and there is an office to receive reports in the City Hall, and real-name reports are required. Even ordinary civilians can report officials to the City Hall. Of course, if the report is found to exist, the reporter will be rewarded, but if it is a false accusation, the reporter will also be severely punished.

This kind of report was originally used to restrain officials, and Su Lun did not want to turn this report into a retaliation tool in the hands of some people. This system has been in operation in Zhenbei City for more than a year, and now it seems that the effect is very good.

There is also a prison in San Ferto, but this prison does not have the various attribute bonuses of the prison in Zhenbei City, so Sulun wants to operate according to Zhenbei City and needs to rebuild a prison. Now that he has decided to do it, the sooner the better. After Su Lun delineated the location of the prison, he asked someone to build it according to the drawings he gave.

The manpower is still recruited from the slums. The slums have huge human resources and they are also very cheap. Since Sulun and Phyllis became the throne, the city of San Ferto has continued to be constructed. Various construction projects provide a large number of jobs for the city of San Ferto.

If you have a job, you will have income, and if you have income, you will consume. This will promote the city’s commerce, and the materials needed for various projects will also be purchased from the market, and commercial activities will become more frequent. The city has become prosperous. The city of San Ferto is now more prosperous than before the war.

Seeing such a prosperous scene, no one can think of it. Half a month ago, the city had just experienced a war.

In order to better control the city of San Ferto, Su Lun also contacted Hathaway through the communication magic circle and asked her to send a group of grass-roots officials from the North Wind Principality to here, as well as the domesticated falcons of Zhenbei City. Also send a batch here.

The official training school in Zhenbei City has never stopped training. Because of the lack of manpower, the training time of the previous batches was one month. Now it has been extended to six months, and the number of training in each batch has also increased to 100. Recently, this group of grassroots officials was about to complete their training, and now they have all been sent to the city of San Ferto.

The cost of magic communication is high. Suren intends to build an eagle's nest in San Firto city and use falcons to communicate. At the same time, in order to strengthen contact with Zhenbei City, Suren plans to build a teleportation circle. Of course, this teleportation circle can only be used Come for emergency communication.

The construction cost of the teleportation circle is very high, and it takes a lot of magic power to transmit. The teleportation array in Zhenbei City has element pools to provide energy, but even so, it cannot be frequently teleported. The city of San Ferto is thousands of miles away from Zhenbei City. It consumes more energy, and it also needs to build an element pool.

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There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, followed by a rapid knock on the door.

"Come in!" There was a sound of pushing the door, and an attendant hurried in.

"Your Majesty~www.wuxiahere.com~ Our staff in charge of the construction work was killed."

Su Lun suddenly looked up: "What did you say?"

The attendant hurriedly said: "It was the staff that we sent out to build the city's infrastructure. They were killed. The bodies were beheaded and discarded near the city gate!"

"Who did it!" Su Lun's voice was frozen like a cold wind blowing from the big ice sheet.

The attendant swallowed: "It is initially suspected that the gang in the slum did it!"

"Gang members? Why do they have the courage to kill me?" Su Lun's face was cold, and his eyes were full of anger.

"It is said to be for the salaries of the workers."

"Those staff are in arrears of wages?" Su Lun's expression became even more ugly.

"No, no, the workers' salaries are not in arrears. It is the gang members who want to forcibly take the workers' salaries. As a result, our staff went to argue with them."