MTL - My British Empire-Chapter 485 the french are rich
Chapter 485 The French Are Really Rich
"My lord, aren't you a noble? Our village will be your fief from now on!"
Village Chief Moss was surprised when he heard this sentence, he blurted it out quickly, and asked in a low voice, without respect and etiquette.
As soon as the words came out, Moss regretted it endlessly. He was just a humble farmer, so what right did he have to ask the adults.
As a result, Thomas Befort saw it and asked his villagers. He immediately knelt down with a look of remorse.
"My lord, please forgive my rudeness!" A trembling voice sounded.
Thomas finally realized that the French aristocrats are so powerful that they can scare ordinary people to their knees.
However, the nobles in England can only be respected and envied by ordinary people, but cannot be feared.
Because commoners do not need to rely on blood to obtain rights, knowledge becomes another thing comparable to blood, and nobles are no longer out of reach!
Next, Thomas explained in detail the United Kingdom's governance of the Normandy region.
For example, dozens of surrounding villages were merged into towns, under the leadership of the mayor, and then a dozen towns were merged into counties, under the leadership of the Governor of Normandy.
And, all nobles, like England, will lose their governance, judicial, and taxation rights over the subjects, just like England.
In this way, after explaining in detail for more than half an hour, Thomas finally narrated most of the things, which surprised his future subordinate.
He just quietly looked at the village head in a daze, with a smile on his face.
The reason why Thomas has such a good temper and patience is because in the next time, in order to successfully carry out the decree of His Excellency the Governor, he must win over these local snakes, otherwise he will definitely become a puppet.
After a while, when the former tax collector Florent, who was watching the play, got a little impatient, the village chief Moss finally realized it.
"Of course, of course, obeying the leadership of the adults is what I should do!" Moss nodded immediately, expressing his loyalty, Fengshuang's face was full of excitement.
"As long as you give orders, my lord, we will definitely obey you. If anyone doesn't listen, I will break his leg!"
"Very well, Village Chief Moss, I am very satisfied with your loyalty!"
Mayor Thomas had a gratified smile on his young face, as if he was very satisfied with his performance.
"I'm here this time because I have something to trouble you, I hope you will cooperate a lot!" Thomas said, patting the shoulder of Village Chief Moss.
"Of course, of course! This is what it should be!" Moss suddenly showed a smile that was not a smile, and agreed with a bit of tears.
"Okay, you lead the way ahead, let me go in and have a look!" Mayor Thomas said with great interest.
The smile on Moss' face became even more forced, and his walking posture was a little trembling.
In this small village, in this famine year, what else can the mayor entertain?
Thomas walked while describing his plans.
And Moss' face is like a chameleon, changing randomly.
When he heard that the newly established town of Sneva was about to be established here, his face turned pale.
And when the young mayor said he became the deputy mayor, he became rosy again.
Then, a series of decrees came out of the mouth of the young mayor suddenly, making the face of the village chief Moss change.
Mandatoryly require the villagers to conduct military training every winter; register households and register all villagers; prohibit the passage of rivre and francs in the Normandy area within half a year, and allow villagers to exchange at any time, only the British pound is allowed...
After this series of policies came out, although Moss didn't know the effect, there was a word in his heart: The English were serious about the rule of Normandy.
After inspecting the poor village, the young mayor sighed:
"It seems that if a new town center is to be established, it will cost a lot of money!"
"Moss, I just saw that there are not many stocks in the village!"
"Yes, my lord, last year's harvest was not good, and this year we are still short of food for several months!" Moss said with an ugly face.
"In this case, the villagers can go to the Bank of England in Rouen to borrow grain. The interest will be waived for the first year, and they will be repaid on time in the next year!" Thomas said casually when he remembered the orders of the Governor and the rewards given to him by the Bank of England.
"My lord, is this true?" Moss said in surprise.
"Of course, the Bank of England belongs to the royal family. It is the most trustworthy and the service is good! In the future, your salary will also be drawn from the Bank of England!"
"What? I still have a salary?"
"Of course, there is a reward for serving His Majesty the King!" Thomas said as it should.
Rouen, Normandy, in the newly established Governor's Palace.
Since the situation in France has temporarily maintained a dangerous balance, the English have seized the other half of Rouen from Count Gabriel, and all of Normandy has been brought under the rule of the United Kingdom.
The first thing the newly established Governor's Mansion did was to divide the land of the Catholic nobles and the church into three, 40% for the king, and three levels for the military and the government.
Then, according to the original arrangement, the bondholders were allowed to buy the land at half the price. As a result, the governor's government's finances became rich immediately.
"Your Excellency, at present, according to the arrangement of the cabinet, the Normandy area is divided into 18 counties and several towns.
And using talents from the Calais and Brizgne regions, as well as talents sent from the United Kingdom, plus local defected nobles and families, a total of 460 people, after another month of training, they have been dispatched to Normandy All over, integration is currently in progress! "
In the governor's office, Adam Carroll, the former governor of Calais and Baron Belloni, read a document seriously with a thick and magnetic voice.
He was appointed and dismissed by His Majesty the King as the Vice-Governor to assist His Excellency in governing the Normandy region.
His Excellency the governor has a stern face. There is no trace of a smile on his unusually handsome face, but when viewed from the side, there is a different kind of beauty.
"What a charming man!" Baron Belloni sighed inwardly, swallowed his saliva, and ended the report.
In view of the differences in the Normandy region, the new governor is Alexander Knight, and the military and government are in charge.
Moreover, in recognition of his meritorious service, His Majesty the King has canonized him as the Baron of Rouen, with a manor of tens of thousands of acres.
The Marquis of Edinburgh who captured Brittany only added a title of baron and thousands of acres of land.
"Your Excellency, please try your best to urge the Bank of England to open a branch. Agriculture in Normandy was damaged a lot last year. I'm afraid it will cause riots!" His Excellency the Governor looked at Baron Belloni with his beautiful eyes, and ordered seriously.
"Yes, Your Excellency!" Such a beautiful face made Baron Belloni a little distracted for a while, and he didn't realize it until a while later.
"The finances are currently relatively rich. Don't be too tight about the appropriations of the town and county governments! Moreover, please allocate 5,000 pounds as a reward for the expeditionary force to boost morale!"
As the actual head of civil affairs, Baron Beroni thought for a moment before agreeing to the governor's opinion.
Thanks to the income from the sale of land, the government’s finances have reached a terrifying £100,000. This shows how rich the French church and nobles are!
The French are really rich!
(end of this chapter)
