Chapter 155 Meeting

Unfortunately, no brainless villain jumped out to slap Derek in the face.

Everyone knows that this matter has been decided, and the process has been completed. What objections can there be?

Everyone can clearly distinguish between losing face and making enemies.

If you have a fight with the Northland Knight, you won't be embarrassed if you lose, and the other party won't hold a grudge against you.

If you succeed, you will be in the limelight, but you won't be hacked to death.

But because of such chaos, the barbarian who couldn't keep the Northland came to visit at night with a knife.

Louis II waited for a while and found that no one objected. He seemed a little regretful.

"No objection, let's discuss the second matter.

A new batch of title inheritance..."

The succession of titles is not something you can just say casually.

The pedigree, bloodline and even the order of succession need to be recorded according to the records of the Noble Senate.

Then it must be reviewed by the king and the Senate before the inheritance can be passed.

Cumbersome, but necessary.

This time, it was Derek's turn to be silent.

Occasionally someone would have an opinion and a heated argument would break out, mostly involving the special circumstances of the unusual death of a noble.

Representatives of the Northland nobles will also actively safeguard the interests of their factions, and it will not be Derek's turn to argue in person.

"In the third round, there will be vacancies and rotation of corps commanders in various regions."

Derek sat up a little straighter. Although this power belonged to the king, when it was Northland's turn to appoint him, he also had the right to raise objections.

"It will be the third year soon. The Earl of Augusta will soon inherit the title of Duke. I am afraid that he will not have the energy to take care of the military affairs of St. Maitreya Province, so he needs to consider new candidates." Someone suggested.

"It's early," Derek spoke for the first time, attracting everyone's attention: "It's not too late to discuss this next year, just in time for the new governor to take office, and I ask that the ideas of our Northlanders be considered."

"Count Augusta, this is a duty of the kingdom, not your private army. Your consent is not required for the appointment or removal of the legion commander."

"But the soldiers of the Holy Maitreya Legion are from the North. If a loser comes and causes a mutiny in the army, let alone us." Derek responded without hesitation.

This position is tempting, but it also depends on whether you dare to take it.

"I think you are trying to do something dirty. The kingdom carefully selects the army commanders, and there are no losers." The other party still had an aggressive attitude.

Derek tilted his head and asked the nobleman close to him: "Who is this?"

"This is Viscount Karim Belosin, His Majesty's trusted military attaché."

Derek ignored him and turned to look at Louis II: "Your Majesty, I think Viscount Karim is very brave. Let him be the commander of the Saint Maitreya Legion."

Derek's sudden suggestion caught everyone off guard.

This was the first time someone recommended an opponent for an important position, and many people were moved.

But then I thought about it, this is not to become an official, this is to die.

If you think about it with your heels, you know that if Viscount Karim dares to take office, he will probably die in office.

Instead, Louis II looked at his trusted military attache with some expectation. If the other party had the courage, he would not mind fulfilling his wish.

If he had the means to survive, wouldn't it help him gain more power in the Holy Maitreya Province?

But Viscount Karim sat on the wax instead, and he didn't expect that he would be burned on his own head.

He had no doubt that if he dared to go to the North to take office, something would definitely happen.

He flinched shamefully at the king's gaze.

"Bang!" Derek snorted disdainfully and stood up to face everyone: "I know you all have misunderstandings about our northern nobles, but I welcome you to give it a try. I am willing to give up the position of commander of the expeditionary army. Who can try it? ?”

No one said anything, and you would die if you tried it. This routine is the same as who has never played it before.

"Okay, let's discuss it next year," Louis II skipped this topic and continued: "The fourth issue is about the issue of overseas slaves.

The nobles in the south found a new source of slaves. Although they looked a little strange, they still worked very well.

Let’s take a look at the specific trade regulations. "

The new black slaves involve a new source of income.

The southern noble family cannot afford it. The so-called regulations are just an excuse, and the distribution of benefits is the focus.

"I propose that black slaves be sold as third-class slaves."

Someone quietly introduced in Derek's ear that this was the eldest prince.

"I object. Black people look like humans, but are actually completely different from us Rockmen. They should be treated as fourth-class slaves."

Slave classification sounds like confusion.

In fact, it involves a question of interests.

The first-class slaves are Rockmen and are taxed very heavily.

The second class is the same kind of people as Rock Man, and the tax is slightly lighter.

The third class is barbarians and the like, and the tax is already very light.

Fourth level... War horses are considered fourth level. Rock Kingdom encourages the introduction, and there is almost no tax.

Of course, corresponding to this are human rights and various treatment issues, but this is not the focus of this conflict.

This matter had little to do with the Northland nobles, and Derek watched the fun happily.

On the one hand, there are the nobles represented by the eldest prince, who strongly demand third-class treatment so that they can collect more taxes for the kingdom. As for giving some human rights to black people, it is secondary.

On the other hand, the slave owners in the South definitely wanted to avoid paying taxes. As for the power of black people, they had nothing to do with them. On the contrary, it would be better if more people died, so that their goods would sell better.

Arguing, cursing, and even fighting in the end.

Not only was Derek stunned, but Simon and other new nobles who had never seen it before had their beautiful imaginations shattered.

To put it bluntly, this is what happens when rural tax officials collect taxes.

In the end, the two sides compromised, and the tax was set at the fourth level, but the treatment was based on the third level.

It can be seen that the king was somewhat dissatisfied. He didn't care about any bullshit treatment, but the loss of tax revenue was real.

After discussing some bullshit things, Derek almost fell asleep out of boredom. Finally, it was time for a heavyweight topic.

"Your Majesty, the national tax has not been adjusted for five years. The North has developed rapidly in the past five years. I think the tax preferential treatment should be cancelled.

The overseas trade in the South has increased, and taxes should be increased.

..."

All the nobles were alert, and some of the soy sauce people all pricked up their ears.

The official tax rate is related to everyone's interests.

In the past, the North was under the pressure of war, and the tax was always the lightest. Now that the situation has improved, some people can't stand it anymore.

In fact, this is just an excuse. Even if the situation in the North is not good, some people will propose to exempt the tax benefits.

It is because the martial spirit of the nobles in the North has been revived in recent years, otherwise there are people who propose to increase taxes, and it is not as simple as reducing the benefits.

As for the conventional oppression of the nobles in the South, Derek doesn't care.

He only knows that it is his first time to attend the Royal Court meeting. If he doesn't get any benefits, it will be embarrassing.

So, before others speak, Louis II is about to speak, and Derek jumps out: "I don't understand what taxation is, and don't give me any messy reasons.

The old rules, in a fight, whoever loses pays more taxes, and whoever wins pays less taxes."