Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 149: The Exeters

In the trial court, the arguments between the two sides became more intense, and Baron Trent blushed.

"I demand that, in accordance with tradition, the previous public labor time be restored on the land of the Trent family, so that this group of unsophisticated people can return to farming on the land! They have been neglecting and evading labor for too long, and this is really detrimental In order to benefit my interests and the harvest of my territory, this will ultimately harm the South Bank and even the kingdom..."

But correspondingly, Srimani, the defender opposite him, is slow but organized:

"... In 661, the Duke of Leinster's "Recreation Order" exempted the lords and their people from many physical services, including military service, security patrol and agricultural service, and Construction work and other labor and work that require healthy adult males and women of every household to participate regularly and regularly, and the losses caused by this are allowed to be filled in the taxation to the lord by quarterly settlement and payment of cash... "

"The cash they handed in, even if the tax is added, is not enough to make up for my loss!"

Baron Trent snarled and interrupted him. The old judge Brennan had to beat his hammer many times before ordering the guards of Kongming Palace to come forward and "help."

On the second-floor box seats, the conversation between Thales and Jane became more serious.

"I rushed back to Wing Star City, trying to grasp the direction of the wind, trying to ease the situation," Jane said solemnly, "but the king refused to see me."

"As the chief of the palace, Baron Quentin's reason for reply is: Your majesty rarely reunites with father and son. You need to enjoy family happiness and not see foreign guests."

Tyles swallowed his throat:

"In fact, his reunion with me... Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Jen ignored him: "At that time, Anke Bailar came to me."

Thyls frowned:

"So you gave him a sword and made him fight me at the royal banquet?"

Jen does not deny:

"I said, I must do this."

"First of all, once the conflict between the Western Wilderness and the Fuxing Palace breaks out, Nan'an Ling will no longer be your father's priority." He squinted his eyes and looked at the trial below. My gift is so precious."

Thyls frowned.

"Your gift?"

Jen nodded.

"Before the royal family banquet, I wrote a low-pitched letter to the king. In the letter, I supported the reform of the royal standing army. I asked for money, money, name and name, and hit his itchy spot."

Jean's letter to the king, supporting the reform of the standing army...

The letter?

Tyles narrowed his eyes and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Your father refused to see me before," the Duke of South Bank snorted coldly. "But once the Western Famine Incident affects the kingdom and his plan is frustrated and stretched, the price and weight of this letter will be different."

"So," Thales couldn't help but, "what happened?"

"Result, result?"

Jenn's eyes freeze, he sneered.

"After the royal family banquet, the Xihuang people, who always came with their stomachs full of bad water, neither protested nor made trouble. Under the leadership of Falkenhauser in the ruins, they were like that and hurriedly raised their hands to surrender to the Fuxing Palace. ."

He disdainfully said: "It's better than when the Freedom League surrendered to the Exeters."

Thyls feels complicated when he hears it:

"Actually, the Freedom League is not so happy"

But Jayne didn't want to pay attention to his views on the war, and shook his head: "I guess, your father must have grasped some handle of the Xihuang people, so that they can't resist, they deserve to be King Kessel V."

The handle of the Xihuang people...

Tyles talked:

"In fact, the reason why the Western Wilderness compromised so quickly... Forget it, it doesn't matter."

The two were silent for a while.

"In this way, I did not succeed in getting the South Bank leader to avoid disaster."

Jane looked ugly.

"Not only that, but the letter of my gift that might change your father's attitude has never been replied. It went into the Fuxing Palace like a stone sinking into the sea, there is no spray, it seems that it has never existed."

That letter...

The stone sinks into the sea...

Thyls rubbed his hands with a weird expression: "Yes, why..."

"There is only one explanation," Jen's eyes were sharp at this moment, "Fuxing Palace has been out of the predicament, so the horizon has risen. Your Majesty is no longer satisfied with the conditions I have offered, and he wants more."

Jen gritted his teeth:

"More."

Tels held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak:

"Actually, Jen, you didn’t get a reply to that letter, yes..."

Jen's eyes shot at him.

Thyls's speech is stagnant:

"It's a shame...but forget it, it doesn't matter."

Jen looked at him for a while, sighed and nodded.

"Yes, time has changed. Regret is useless, it's not important anymore."

At that moment, Thales and Jane had their own concerns, and both fell silent.

Boom!

Brennan's hammer sounded again, drawing the attention of the two back to the court.

"Master Inquisitor! In the past, after we paid the money and the goods, we had to do some handwork by ourselves to collect some firewood, and we could live alive, but this year, the baron’s butler said that we should do more. Contribute..."

Beside the plaintiff’s bench, a peasant dressed in unsuitable clothes spoke under the guidance of the defender. It was apparently the first time he came to Kongming Palace. He stammered and panicked:

"He wouldn’t let us take the grain to the market to sell money, saying that he would collect rent on the spot, and if he didn’t want to, he would levy money or do more work for him! But I have a relative who collects grain. The foot trader, he said that such a tax increase is wrong..."

"That's not a tax increase!"

Baron Trent stood up from the table again and spoke angrily.

"Prices are soaring year by year, even the price of food has risen by 20%, and they pay rent every year, and they still only give so much cash. This is tantamount to me being robbed! This group of sneakers can turn around. Selling food into the city and making a full meal with the profiteers who are speculative, and I, I still have a large piece of land to manage! Of course they have to add money to rent, make up for the loss, or change it back to the original state and provide food or use it. Instead of service, it’s fair!"

Amidst the boiling sound of the audience, Inquisitor Brennan was about to smash his gavel.

Slimani's defender coughed, but stood up politely:

"Honorable Inquisitor, with regard to the tax payable for each household and each piece of land of a fixed size, my clients follow the rules established over the past ten years. Lord Baron, your land has not increased or become fatter. , Without changing the type and position, then this number should remain the same, no more, no less.

"As for the choice of payment by cash settlement, in-kind exchange, or labor and service, as I said earlier, this is the freedom and rights of my clients that the Duke of Leinster stipulated when he was in office."

Hearing this, Jane hummed softly and whispered to Thales:

"You know, that guy, Slimani was originally a clerk for the Security Department, but he didn't even go to the street. His best job is to help people write the case closure report and even the quarterly summary, especially those who are responsible for the security The case of the hall side... Later, at the end of the year, every security hall rushed to second him."

"This... is really not something ordinary people can do. No wonder he later became an advocate." Thales shrugged.

"As far as I know, Lord Inquisitor," the Slimani defender continued in the courtroom, "there have been no wars that have affected the locals in the past few years, no serious natural disasters, no plagues, no large churches and For the castle project, the most recent local suppression of bandits was jointly carried out by the Emerald Legion and the New Suburb Security Agency, but Lord Duke did not issue a call-up order, and the cost and personnel of the bandits were independently supported by the Emerald City. That is to say, Lord Baron was not higher. The lord tax on the first floor, and there is no compulsory labor that must be responded to."

"And the kingdom has not issued a new law involving Fengpei Village to increase taxes. As for the living tax items, the two sons of the baron have been married and three daughters have also been married. There was no wedding in his castle within a year. There is no knight canonization, no funeral, the only religious ceremony, the tax items of which have been turned over to the sunset church by the villagers...To sum up, Baron Trent has no reason and name to request redundant confessions. Under the circumstances of approval, requests in kind, cash, labor, and any other forms outside of customary requirements are illegal tax increases!"

"Fart!"

Baron Trent started yelling again, and this time Inquisitor Brennan had to send guards to make him "calm down."

On the other side, Slimani became more and more courageous:

"My lord Trent, the law allows exemption from service, but you force additional service. The law encourages the payment of rent with cash, but you privately prohibit it. Then my client no longer recognizes your authority as a landlord, no longer Fulfilling the sacred agreement with the Trent family, not wanting to work on your land anymore, and even relocate to another place with your possessions, including the harvest of this season, that is logical.

"And you are still restricting your people for absurd reasons without a kingdom decree and duke’s warrant: seizing their harvest, not allowing them to move, not allowing them to trade, not allowing them to pursue a better life and trial Sir, this is illegal robbery and unreasonable detention."

The voice of the defender fell, and there was thunderous applause from the spectator seats behind, and many people cheered "please for the people".

The villagers beside him felt hope, and their faces were joyful.

The old judge had to maintain order again.

Baron Trent's hairstyle is not as neat as before. Seeing that the situation is not good, he takes a deep breath and seems to have made some decision.

"Master Jen! Your Excellency Duke!"

In the next second, I saw the Baron yelling at the second floor in a gaffe, disregarding etiquette and rules:

"Exemption from military service, taxation with cash, these policies of the old duke are just expedient measures after the Scarlet Years! But this is not the tradition of the kingdom! And now we have recovered from the war, as you Vassal, I don’t think we have a reason"

Jen frowned.

"Quiet!"

Boom!

The hammer was struck again.

"Excuse me to remind you, Lord Baron," Judge Brennan looked very angry, but he still maintained a steady tone, "Of course the opinions of the two dukes are very important, but I am the one in this court. Chief Inquisitor."

Facing the gaze of almost everyone in the court, Thales secretly stabbed Jayne with his elbow:

"What about you, don't you respond?"

"As he said, we are just a jury." Jayne remained silent, just sitting farther away from Thales.

"Of course, you are distinguished and distinguished, and you are a guest from afar. If you want to express your opinions, you will not stop you from coming to Judge Brennan."

Thyls smiled:

"Want to pit me again?"

The two looked at each other, and both turned their heads.

On the other side, Baron Trent began to talk about the kingdom’s traditions and the laws of the South Bank.

"So, Thales, do you feel it?"

Jen sneered.

"Since you returned to China, the series of changes in the situation between Everstar City and Emerald City... Just like someone in the dark, they often make efforts at key points, disrupt all deployments, and push the situation forward. Conducive to my development."

Who is there in the dark...

Thyls is sitting more and more in distress.

"Also pushed your father to look at the Nanan collar, and pushed him to send you over. What's wrong with you, why do you have an expression of constipation?"

"It's nothing, it's just..."

Thyls held back for a long time, but finally sighed:

"Forget it, it doesn't matter...So, have you figured out how to fight my father?"

Hearing this, Jen paused for a while.

"The Aarond girl in Coldcastle, and the little black lion in Valkyrie, are they all in your team now?"

"Yes?"

"As soon as your father took the Northern Territory and the Western Wilderness, you took in the heirs of the princes from these two places. The signal given was very unfriendly. No wonder he didn't wait to see you and even wanted to exile you."

"Do you have an opinion?"

Jen chuckled and glanced at the prince.

"No, I'm just thinking, if I were your father, I would simply plan with you secretly, and let you pretend to take them in, wouldn't it be more convenient to kill political opponents and opponents at once?"

At that moment, Thales seemed to miss a beat in his heartbeat.

"It makes sense," but the prince, who has experienced many battles, didn't change his face. He just gently rubbed Gurtaxa in his pocket, feeling the hideous spikes on it, "I can't help but think so. I suggested to my father."

Tyles and Jane's eyes met in the air, as if to see through each other.

A few seconds later, Jen laughed loudly:

"But unfortunately, you are not him."

Thyls frowned: "What?"

"I said, the assassin who could fight for the banquet, he was uncertain, even willing to take the risk himself, and threw the table with me at any cost," Jen said with a mysterious smile, eating Determined his appearance, "It is impossible for a person who is as cold and capable as the king to walk together."

Thyls did not speak, but held the "covenant" tighter.

"He will never believe you."

Jen looked at the chair he was sitting on, his words showed frost:

"You will never recognize him."

What a lovely pair of father and son.

At that moment, Thales did not move.

He just stared calmly at the trial below.

Jane didn't turn his head either.

He rubbed the back of the expensive chair patiently.

The air around the two seemed to be frozen.

"Xiaohuahua, let's make a deal."

"Transaction?"

Jane smiled, but then his face changed: "Wait, what's the little one?"

Tyles suddenly reached out and grabbed the hand of the Duke of South Bank on the back of his chair!

"You don't talk about Ank Baylar, and don't talk about the things you used to cheat me," the prince said coldly, "I will talk about your sister less."

Jen's expression instantly chilled.

"Why don't you mention the name Xiaohua?"

The two looked at each other silently, their clasped palms pressed hard against each other, and they fought silently amidst the growing quarrel in the courtroom.

After a few seconds, the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they let go of each other's hands.

"Deal." Thales said uncomfortably.

"I don't expect to turn my enemy into a friend with you," Jaen resumed his sitting position. "But you are right. Your father sent you here. Maybe it is to use our grudges to get me and you into a life-and-death struggle. Inside, so that you can make a difference and profit from it."

"And we can't let him succeed?"

Jen nodded:

"So, let us sort out our grudges now, and make sure that there is no reason to cause misunderstandings and let us go to war with each other."

"Then," he said cautiously, "in the days of the Emerald City, we must be honest and open between us."

Tyles glanced at him.

"Very good, although not big, but it is the first step."

Thyls raised his eyebrows.

"Now, can we end the hostilities?"

Jane smiled:

"No."

Thyls's expression stagnated.

"Why?"

Jen answered quickly this time:

"Because we must be hostile."

"Since your father expected and counted on us to be hostile," Duke Jen snorted coldly, "The best, let him continue thinking like this."

Thyls frowned.

Okay.

I get it.

But...

"So, we will continue to fight each other as usual during the day, and we will continue to fight each other and ask for trouble." Thales has a strange expression. "At night, we will hide in the bedroom and conspire to discuss it, embarrassed?"

"To confuse our enemies, wait for them to automatically jump out, and then catch them all in one net?"

Does it sound like...

Somewhat familiar?

Jen smiled mysteriously.

"I want a higher level of appeal! Not even until the Royal Court of Noble Affairs!"

The scream of Baron Trent reached the top of the hall, interrupting the conversation between the two dukes, and Thales and Jannzi frowned.

But it's much more than that.

"His Royal Highness Thales! You are from the capital, you are generous and kind, you are the hope of the kingdom, you are here," Baron Trent stared at Thales, ignoring the judge's gavel. , Raised his hands, "Labor, taxation, rule of the lord, the old rule of the kingdom, this is unreasonable! Without reason, my people are getting richer and richer, but I am getting poorer and poorer!"

Thyls sighed lightly.

Not really.

In the next second, the baron shouted with almost fanatical attitude:

"With the spirit of establishing the country with the stars, and with the rights granted to us by the Star Royal Family, I request the jury for arbitration by the nobles! Now, now!"

As soon as this statement came out, there was a sudden up and down in the courtroom!

"This is the tradition in the Star Contract! It is my power! The judge has no right to stop!" the baron shouted.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

Inquisitor Brennan's hands trembled with anger, but he was still conscientiously maintaining order.

But it can't stop countless lights from shooting towards the prince.

"You expected it a long time ago, didn't you?"

Thyls looked at Jayne uncomfortably:

"This is also your strategy. Is it a part of my father's show?"

But the latter just smiled slightly:

"Don't worry, this is not planned, although it is a good way."

Duke Jen squinted his eyes:

"But remember, you owe me once today."

The next moment, before Thales could react, Jane got a serious expression and stood up abruptly!

"Why, Baron Trent?"

The Duke of South Bank spoke loudly, attracting everyone's attention.

Jane stepped forward, leaning on the second-story railing, blocking Thales from everyone's eyes.

Baron Trent looked up suspiciously.

"The land in the Emerald City is so tense, but even in the suburbs, most of the land is not used for farming. We don’t produce much food," Jane said with a blank expression. , And the farmers or hunters on it, including the farmers on your territory, want to provide us with their crops, raw materials, and grain production? Why do they raise the increasing population in the Emerald City so that we do not starve to death? "

If I now push from behind...

Tyles stared at Jen's back in front of the railing, calculating the height of the second floor to the ground.

But he shook his head immediately.

No, no, don't think too much.

How is it possible!

"My Lord Duke..." Facing Jaen, Baron Trent seemed to be naturally short of breath, and he was interrupted before he could speak.

"Are we forcing them? Or were we robbing them? Or did I use my privileges, resort to tradition, brainwash them into slaves, and obediently confess to me?" Jaen's voice echoed in the hall.

"Because the lord protects them! Lords like you and me, Lord Duke," Trent slowed down, unconvinced, "This is a sacred contract and tradition. It is their obligation to provide lordship..."

"Then why, Baron Trent!"

Jane continues coldly:

"What is the material in the coat you are wearing? The wool? No, it doesn't matter. Why do they have such good handwork and shape, which are beautiful and convenient to keep warm? You have this in your manor. Craftsmanship?"

Don't know if he didn't understand or reacted slowly, the Baron was stunned and looked at his coat.

"Oh, because it was not produced from your manor and village," Jane said suddenly, "but you may buy it from the Emerald City and a lot of things in your house, from your wife The cosmetics on your body, to the grape wine for your son."

"Because Emerald City produces more things, more commodities, more resources, more tools, and in turn exchanges them for them," Jen snorted coldly, "They, farmers in your territory Only then will we bring the grains produced in the land that only needs to be stored in warehouses to wait for the winter, go out of the countryside to the towns, participate in the fairs, and finally sell them to us."

"So, the people in the Emerald City, a'lord' like me, will not live solely on the little tax paid by a baron of you. In the end, they will starve to death, or they will increase the tax officials to force the people. Anti."

The baron opened his mouth, but was speechless.

"We, the Emerald City not only protects them," Jann held up his hand, showing his majesty, "but also supplied them in return in exchange for their output, so that both parties can benefit from the development of the Emerald City. In this way, the entire South Bank will benefit.

"My father exempted them from redundant labor, and even regular military service? So they will have more time, more zeal and more efficient, and the output on their own land will increase year by year, the newcomers in your territory Only then will the number of farmers increase, the reclamation of wasteland will become more and more, the mind will become more and more active, and the variety of products will become more and more abundant. More profit."

"But our tax" The Baron seemed to want to argue.

"As for allowing cash to pay taxes and rent...yes, in the tax you received, the physical output is less and the money is more, but it is in exchange for the cash to pay the rent, the people on your land Only then will there be more need for the market, the need for transactions, the need to exchange goods for money, to collect the rent and tax."

When Thales heard this in the back, he couldn't help frowning deeply.

Jane said something that was silent in the noisy hall, and only listened to his speech:

"More and more people will go to cities and towns with their produce, come to the Emerald City, sell grain and other goods that can be sold for money, in order to form a large-scale specialty product and attract merchants from farther away. The arrival of the Emerald City can bring things that the Emerald City and even the Nanan Linghe Star Kingdom cannot produce.

"On this basis, countless grains, agricultural products, and raw materials will flow into cities and towns to support the population, thereby driving commerce and connecting far and near. Only the goods crafted by craftsmen in cities and towns can feed back to you and your land. The people of Shanghai, so that you can enjoy civilized products and commodities from afar, so that you will not nest in the castle manor, guarding ragged clothes and broken bowls, not knowing the seven seas, knowing the square, sitting on the well and watching the sky for a lifetime until you die. You still need me Let me remind you again, what are the raw materials for this luxurious coat, and where are they produced and made?"

Jane scolded:

"Baron, the deductions and exemptions you hate, the cash taxes that you are not interested in, they connect cities and villages and maintain the economic operation of the entire South Bank region. This is the significance of these laws!"

"But...tradition..." Trent was sweating coldly by him, but he still refused to give up, "It turned out not to be like this...my grandfather back then..."

Hearing this, Jen didn't immediately refute as before.

He was hesitant and embarrassed, and was silent for a while before he sighed.

("Fucking it." Thales afterwards)

"I know your difficulties, Baron, and I know your plans, but Prince Thales’s presence is not the reason for your trouble."

Duke Jen raised his gaze, his words were cold:

"It's not a tool for you to use the power of the royal family to put pressure on you."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the trial hall was stunned.

"But don’t forget, Baron Trent, your ancestor four generations ago was just an ordinary villager who worked and cultivated in the territory of the Kongming Palace," the owner of the iris gradually became gentle. "Yes, I remember your family. In fact, I know the origin and past of every vassal under my command."

Baron Trent looked at him blankly, shaking slightly,

"The Fourth Continental War gave your ancestors the opportunity to prove themselves on the battlefield. He grasped it and earned the name of Trent and the title of Lord. His descendants went further, winning the fief and the responsibility of keeping the land. , Turning the title into a hereditary glory of the family, which will eventually be passed on to your generation.

"So, compared to ordinary people, Baron Trent, you have more opportunities: you were born under the care of servants and wet nurses, and you have received an education that ordinary people can’t think of since you were young. There is a large tract of land, you have family reputation, you have the savings left by your ancestors, you have relationships with several generations, and you have a castle that still has military significance."

Jen stared at him closely, his eyes were complicated, seemingly pitiful, but also sullen.

"You have your surname...and the privileges it represents, tax collection, conscription, trial...too many privileges, some can be seen, some can't be seen."

"But you are in such a field, financially distressed, and your family is on the fence, and you have to use illegal means to exploit your people," he said. Did you fall here?"

"No."

The Duke of Iris is absolutely true:

"The reason you are like this, Baron Trent, is because you don't want to open your eyes and accept reality in order to make a change."

As he was talking, he suddenly stretched out his arm and gestured towards the whole hall:

"This is the Kongming Palace of my family, but it is also the Judgment Hall of the Emerald City."

"But you, Baron, you can't live without your castle, your manor, or your housekeeper," Jayne said coldly, saying that the Baron couldn't live without himself, "You cannot live without The status is lower than yours. You need to make your master farmers not only rely on their labor and production to support themselves, but also because you need them to be in a lower status than you. When someone looks at you, they should look obedient and fearful. "

"You can't do without the feeling of screaming and drinking to the people around you from childhood, you can't do without the sense of superiority that some people flatter, some people confess, some people bow their heads, and some people make you arrogant."

Zhan Enhan said:

"This is what really hinders your life."

The courtroom was extremely silent, and everyone was thinking about what the Duke said.

Only Thales frowned.

"But we are the kingdom of stars! We are the blood of the empire!" The baron said sadly, "My ancestors protect his people, and his people vassalize his rule. We perform our duties from the king to the people. From knights to merchants, they have something to do with themselves, this is dominance..."

"I am also proud of my surname and ancestry, proud of the long history of the family," Jayne interrupted him quickly, "but I would rather keep this emotion in my heart rather than impose it on others , Concealing the essence with intoxication of self, but incurring disgust and self-willingness."

"It doesn't matter if you are in a family of four generations," the Duke of South Bank said softly, pacing to the side intentionally or unintentionally, revealing Thales, "still a descendant of the imperial family."

Thyls immediately felt a lot of eyes cast.

Fuck it.

"In terms of blood lineage, no one in this hall or even this palace or town is more noble than His Royal Highness Thales next to me. That is the star royal family who has witnessed the splendor of the empire."

Jane said, reaching out from his pocket, flicking a silver coin downstairs, and the baron caught it.

"But when you take out a silver coin, you will know, even they know clearly: the king does not respect blood."

Baron Trent looked at the silver coin, then at Thales.

The prince pursed his mouth uncomfortably.

"The Royal Family of Canstar observes the law and obeys the rules. They ruled the kingdom wisely and restrained. They came here with courtesy and respect. They came to our land and our city. They never rashly interfered with their subjects. Life, will not rudely interfere with the internal affairs of the Emerald City, whether it is our way of governance or our actual interests, because they know their responsibilities. But what about you? When you claim to appeal to the star orthodoxy, you will be against Brennan. When the judge is rude?"

The old judge coughed and sat straighter.

"The Emerald City is a city of justice and law. This is not just our boastful exaggeration," Zhan Enyang said. "The Emerald City believes in justice, believes that there is nothing for nothing, and believes that there is a reward for giving. In order to ensure this, The Emerald City also believes in the law and believes that the rule should not be chaotic and casual, and the rules should be open and clear."

"You think you are appealing to tradition, using the privileges granted to you by your identity, to discipline the territory and population within your jurisdiction, but if I support your appeal and prefer you to arbitrate, that is to allow you to challenge the entire emerald The ruling foundation of the city and even the Nan'an Nation is irresponsible."

Jen slowed down and sighed:

"I know that the relationship between tradition and law is quite complicated, and sometimes even cause and effect each other. But one thing is that the law cannot be changed arbitrarily because of the will of the superiors, because we believe in what we can see in this city. Within the scope, there are some rules that even me, the hereditary ruler named Kevin Deere, cannot be broken. There are no secrets, no shady, no exceptions!"

"Only in this way, the rules recognized and followed by everyone can in turn promote the well-being of everyone."

The Duke came back to his senses, righteously speaking:

"Therefore, I cannot arbitrate for you, Baron Trent."

"I also advise you to take back the plan to force the prince to arbitrate for you in public. He has been forced to do too many things in his life. You can't get in line."

Tyles' face turned black.

The baron shuddered, and fell into his seat.

Jane smiled slightly, and sat back in his seat again, reaping Thales's eyes.

One, two, three... countless applause sounded from the audience one after another, and Zhan Enqian waved his hand in response.

Boom!

"Quiet."

The judge blankly pulled the court order back.

"Sorry, Judge Brennan," Jayne smiled apologetically at the old Judge, "I'll take your case on my behalf. In fact, I should probably focus on the case itself."

"Not only that, boy," Brennan said bluntly, "you also turned the occasion of the courtroom into a place where you expounded your political ideas and became popular, and even played against the royal family."

Jen's face froze.

Thyls frowned.

"Therefore, this court will impose a fine of three hundred Tormund gold coins on you, Lord Jen," Judge Brennan said coldly, "Do you have any objections to this, or do you want to appeal?"

Jen frowned fiercely.

Wait, how much?

Thyls was taken aback.

The owner of the iris sighed:

"No. I respect the judge's decision."

Inquisitor Brennan stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction.

"Three hundred..." With this number that would probably cause a heart attack in Logistics Officer Stuart, Thales lowered his voice and asked in surprise:

"You just confessed to the penalty? Do you really want to appeal, or do you care if you are too rich?"

Jen's brows twitched imperceptibly.

"Because I don't want to be fined more by him."

"How did you know that you would fine more?"

"Experience." Jen said uncomfortably.

Talston was gloating over misfortune.

Three hundred gold coins, haha...

"There is," Unfortunately, the Duke's next sentence dampened Thales' interest, "I am indeed rich."

"But other than that, I have to say..." Inquisitor Brennan's words attracted the attention of the entire courtroom.

"Although you have not invoked specific laws, Master Jen has never given practical answers, but you have stood on the unique height of the ruler and described the way of survival of the Emerald City for us why you pay taxes like this , Why it is exempt from labor, why the town does not have to be farmed, why the commercial goods should circulate in this way, and why the laws and regulations are arranged in this way? You explained the whole set of operating methods of the rule and the spirit and principles behind it, and described the existence of this land. What do we believe in and what we strive to achieve."

The judge was a little sighed:

"In the imperial era, a scholar once said: Tradition creates law, and law responds to tradition. This alone makes you better than many. I studied law at Long Kiss Academy but became a master of law. The law of the deadlock, but completely ignored the spirit of the ensuing, ignoring the foundation of our legislation and law enforcement, my colleagues who know it and don’t know why."

Thyls's gaze became strange as he watched Jen.

"You have a good reputation, Inquisitor Brennan."

Jen stood up and bowed in due course:

"When my father was there, he often mentioned your knowledge and conduct to me, and appreciated your experience and professionalism. You set the rules for everyone in the Emerald City and even the South Bank, and pointed out the direction. Compared with me, Viscount Rouch, You are the gem of the Emerald City."

Brennan nodded, obviously very helpful.

"I will fine you one hundred gold coins," but the judge's words are not so friendly. It's a relationship."

Jen's smile froze.

Thyls suddenly felt that the inquisitor was pleasing to the eye.

"Baron Trent, Slimani's defender, and this village chief of Molina," the judge returned to his current appearance, "because of the special request of the baron, we have gone through this process twice. It’s been repeated, so I believe you should not have more evidence and arguments, then this case will be decided at an alternative date. Of course, Lord Baron, you are a noble, so you can also exercise the right of noble review and appeal three times, but that is the last time. Up."

He took off his glasses:

"And before that, I suggest that you hire a defender. Their guild is in the glorious area. They are always farther away from the castle than you. They are in the Kongming Palace in front of His Royal Highness. It’s better to shout loudly."

Baron Trent trembled all over:

"It costs money to hire a defender?"

"Yes, it costs money again," Judge Brennan sighed, "but it can be less troublesome."

He knocked the hammer: "Close the court."

There was a lot of discussion in the court hall again.

"But sir, sir," the village chief's voice tremblingly sounded, "our food is still being held, if he complains again, drag it again... miss the market, just a few months We are going to pass the winter, we can't hold on..."

The Slimani defender next to him reached out and pulled at him, preventing the village chief from continuing.

"I sympathize with you, the head of Molina, but now that you have accepted the advice of the funder behind and appealed the matter, you should have anticipated the risks involved," Brennan looked at Sri Manny, looking at the auditorium at the rear again, with a bad gaze, "And you may want to think about it: Those who sponsor you in court, what they care about, is really your food, and your interests will still be dragged down for a long time. After the trial process, what can they get from a group of desperate people and a piece of land that is declining?"

Thyles' eyes moved at this.

The village head was ignorant, but was quickly left by Sri Manila.

Inquisitor Brennan seemed to hesitate, he turned around and sighed to the whole hall:

"To be honest, as a judge, I am not happy to see this trial."

"As a judge, I should have tried to bridge justice, restrain the strong, and protect the weak. But the fact is that the real strong in this trial hid in the dark and continued to benefit. Both parties suffered heavy losses."

Tyles and Jen looked at each other.

The old judge looked at the baron and village chief on both sides:

"But since the rules are like this...forgive me for one more sentence: laws and regulations are just dead words, and what flows outside of words is the real power, and if you continue to be confined to the former and ignore the latter ……"

The Chief Inquisitor Brennan sighed and said nothing.

Jen in the seat frowned, and he recruited his subordinates:

"Order to continue and allocate a portion of this year’s disaster relief funds to make up for the farmers’ loss of the price difference in the sale of grain."

His eyes are cold:

"At the same time, bring a message to the Food Merchants Association: I am watching."

Thyls, who was lost in thought, snorted: "Unexpectedly."

Jane glanced at him.

Boom.

"The next case, No. 680-10-0882," Judge Brennan put on his glasses again, "The three merchants of the Wool Guild, v. Lord Bedren for breach of debt..."

He was half talking and looked to the second floor:

"Why are you still here? Two dukes?"

Huh?

Thyls and Jane were taken aback.

"Don't you know that the arrival of big people will seriously divert people's attention, divide my authority, and affect the work of the court?"

Brennan has a bad tone:

"Still feel that the fine is not enough?"

The next second, Thales and Jayne bounced from their seats with a loud sound and disappeared in front of everyone.

Tyles and Jane both walked out of the courtroom.

"Very well, at least we know now," Jen sneered coldly. "This trial is just a brainless nobleman who is rushing to the doctor."

He glanced at Thales:

"Not a tool for someone to reach out to the Emerald City."

Thyls frowned: Is this the beginning?

Jane, who came to the public again, was indifferent to Thales, and left without even a few words of greeting. Ashford bowed to Thales and left with his master smilingly.

And Thales looked at Jen's back, looked at the location of the trial hall, and finally looked at the Kongming Palace built on Ancestor Rock, lost in thought.

"My heart is complicated." He said quietly.

Miranda, who had been waiting at the door, came to Thales and slapped his chin to Jennu who had left:

"He still won't wait to see you?"

Tyles shook his head, but his expression became solemn.

"Mira, do you know why, after invading the stars in the Scarlet Year, the Exterians couldn't stay and continue to occupy the northern territory?"

Miranda was taken aback for a moment.

"The people of the north are Jiumu Wangtong," the fortress's sword of Neverwinter responded extremely quickly, "also respects the rule of the winter castle, constant resistance, endless uprising."

Thyls smiled.

"Of course this is one of the reasons."

"But when I was in class before, there was another saying that the Exeters were inadequate in governance and management. They could only take care of the one-third acre of land in their family. If you don’t catch it, it’s hard to take care of when you’re far away.

Miranda's eyes moved.

"So once there is no army to suppress it, the people will either be angry with the people and the officials will force the people to rebel, or the business will be dismal and withdrawn. In short, the rule of the Exeters has its limits and they cannot understand it, let alone adapt to the stars. The usual rule and lifestyle~IndoMTL.com~The limits of rule.

Tels said silently, while thinking of the long-lost classmate in Longxiao City.

"What do you mean?" Miranda asked carefully.

Tyles exhaled and smiled wryly.

"My father has favored the Emerald City for a long time, so we came from the capital. But look around, Mila, look around."

Thyls turned around, his gaze scanned the ancestor rock of the Kevin Deere family, and the courtroom where the hammer was still heard.

Finally, he faced the direction of Emerald City and felt the hustle and bustle outside Kongming Palace.

He spoke calmly:

"Now, we are Exeters."

Looking at the worried prince, Miranda was suddenly stunned.