Chapter 1520 - 476: The County City’s Den of Gold, the Tide Against Reform, and Ji Hong’s Money Troubles_2
Chapter 1520: Chapter 476: The County City’s Den of Gold, the Tide Against Reform, and Ji Hong’s Money Troubles_2
Guiding guests to compete for singing girl favor and lavish rewards, not only popularizing the singing girl but also fulfilling guests’ psychological needs, simultaneously bringing enormous profits to the tavern, can be considered an ingenious business strategy.
Today’s performer, Miss Feixu, has consecutively held the top place in contributions for six months and is already reserved for the annual title of Oiran. Judging by the guests’ continuous silver offerings, fame clearly corresponds with true talent.
Sounds of silver contributions rang one after another, next to Miss Feixu was a delicate silver table, where a group of maids shuttled between the guests below, constantly placing the rich guests’ silver contributions onto the table. In a hundred breaths, a small half-meter high silver ingot tower was stacked on the table, with an estimated amount of at least three hundred thousand.
"I recall, the last time Miss Feixu played Chu Wind was half a year ago. Restarting the old melody today, just to the moment of bountiful harvest and smoke encircling the beams, the music seems sorrowful. Could it be that Miss Feixu has learned of the Lu River Valley’s Su Field incident and feels melancholy?"
Among the guests, suddenly a young gentleman in white, resting his sword, stood up and spoke with a smile, making everyone arounds turn their heads.
On the stage, Liu Feixu also turned to look at the gentleman in white, showing a sweet smile, "Mr. Du indeed comprehends music, Feixu admires. Yesterday I heard of the Lu River Valley rebellion, a great fire burning Hundred Li Grain Field to ashes, a young lady indeed feels something, hence expressing through music. I ask everyone’s forgiveness."
Du He stole the limelight, a face of pride emerging as he was about to speak, but was interrupted by another young man in white at the neighboring table.
"Miss Feixu, the word rebellion is incorrect; the people in Lu River Valley are all slaves under my Yanling Subordinate Bureau. How can they be considered as people?"
"Rebellious gang, feudal town’s canker!"
"Merely a contemptible bunch deceived by the Frost Ash Association, trying to shake the tree like ants. Lord Landgrave is benevolent, repeatedly tolerating these wretches, yet they have grown worse, causing such a huge trouble now. In my opinion, strict governance should be applied to these slave villages, leaving them no chance to turn over."
"In the past dozen or so years, the reformation trend from Wei Bo blew towards the Three Vassals, affecting a small group, who daily advocate imitating Wei Bo’s reformation - raising slave status treatment, loosening the citizen requirements, reducing slave village numbers - only then can we enlarge the feudal towns and strengthen my Chen Cang."
"Bullshit, just bullshit. Our Chen Cang owes today’s prosperity to Lord Landgrave, and relies on our four classes of noble, military, civilian, united for two hundred years, expanding territory through east and west campaigns, capturing more and more slaves, ensuring a constant supply of coal, iron, silver and other minerals; securing beast meat, beast blood, beast bone, all low-cost cultivation resources; supporting enormous military expenditure; guaranteeing successors for feudal towns, young talents emerge uninterrupted..."
"Those with slave status, either ancestors unforgivably sinful, or coming from scattered camps struggling for survival. Without my Chen Cang’s education, they’re still living on the edge of starvation, eating uncooked flesh and drinking blood. After a few good days, they start to be insatiable, huh!"
"Without sending them to the Snow Forest to handle Cold Beast and Deceitful Monster, merely having them mine and do work within their capacity, Lord Landgrave’s Mufu has treated them well enough. Yet they demand more, simply insatiable!"
"If such perverted sayings truly become prevalent, what then?"
"At the end of the day, this perverted trend was initiated by the newly appointed Grand Master Xue Zijing, six years ago. He’s the one tirelessly proclaiming reformation before Lord Landgrave, Commander, and various Prefectural Governors and City Lords, claiming if only imitating Wei Bo’s reformation can Chen Cang transform and thrive, even perhaps rule the Moao River one day. That dream isn’t far-fetched..."
"Ruling the Moao River, huh... Who doesn’t know how to boast? Besides, expanding territories and capturing more slaves, can’t they make Chen Cang thrive day by day, ultimately able to rule the Moao River as well?"
"I’ve heard it before, our Grand Master Xue escaped from the Lulong Feudal Town. There’s a rumor that his entire family was extinguished by the Lulong Landgrave. As for a life escaped convicts, it’s puzzling why Lord Landgrave and Prime Minister Chen appreciate him, granting high positions upon arrival, sigh!"
"Under Lord Landgrave, the Commander handles the military, the Grand Master leads the government; only Tribulation Body Realm experts can hold these roles. Chen Cang’s century-old system, Xue Zijing only holds Xianyang Level cultivation, yet Lord Landgrave made an exception, dismissing the former Grand Master..."
Whoosh...
In the circular hall, everyone’s talk grew more intense, until the last person mentioned the previous Grand Master, suddenly a small dagger flew out from the opposite chamber of the high platform.
Thunk!
That small dagger shot like a meteor, swiftly severing the talker’s temple hair, pinning a lock of black hair onto the high platform’s table. The table was silver-made, yet the dagger pierced halfway in, vibrantly trembling with force and drawing all the audience’s attention.
"To casually discuss politics here could be excused, but how dare you disparage Lord Landgrave? Do you wish not to live? If you utter another word, believe it or not, I, the Princely Heir, will drag you to the Criminal Court for punishment?"
The person whose temple hair was severed originally had a face of irrepressible rage, but upon hearing the voice from the chamber, the anger vanished without a trace. He immediately bowed towards the chamber and, blushing, descended the stairs and ran away.
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