"Although I am a descendant of a slave, I am a scholar. I need a scholar's living environment. The masters still attach great importance to the descendants of capable slaves. My master gave me books and asked me to teach those noble children." Luandribia saw the fat man's frowning slightly, and out of fear of the occupier, he quickly explained with a confused expression. Moreover, there are so many slaves, and we cannot control them. Sometimes, I will also teach my students to be kind to their slaves. "Okay, go down first, the meeting tonight will end here, tomorrow will be there.

When people send some books, you just need to translate them into Feze's words. The reward will definitely satisfy you! "I felt a little disappointed. The fat man waved his hand and could see that this Luand Libyan scholar had become a person on the slave owner. Just as Dustram was surprised, there were only three or four thousand Fize nobles who escaped, and there were seventy or eighty thousand slaves who escaped with the slave owner. I am afraid that many of these fleeing slaves were like the old man in front of me. Several generations of people obeyed a family and had unconsciously regarded themselves as the slave owner's people.

"Of course, I will do my best!"

Luandrea turned around and left with sweat. For him, the experience just now was as terrible as surviving from a beast. Although the young imperial general did not look as cruel as the outside world, looking at the imperial team patrolling the streets, you will know that the young general might only need to express dissatisfaction with a little bit, and he might immediately evaporate!

Seeing Luandribia's back disappearing at the door, the fat man stretched out his waist and looked roughly at the layout. It should be a bedroom of a Feze nobleman, carved with a large gilded bed decorated with a mermaid. There was a white four-corner curtain hanging on it, and a golden twisted rope was dragged on the four turns. Below the twisted rope was a silk-like tassel. The four bookshelfs were piled with books, and although they didn't recognize the text on it, it could be seen that the original owner of this bedroom should be a scholar or something.

When I came to the window, I opened the window, and the huge dark city appeared in front of the fat man.

"What is the South like?"

The fat man's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. He looked at the water beads hitting the windowsill like a broken line, and he talked to himself, south of Obaro. For the empire whose main forces are in the north, it is still a strange place. At present, the empire is only contacting countries close to the inland sea area, and that is only less than one-third of the entire southern Obaro area.

The next morning, the Imperial Navy Minister Dustramka appeared in the study, and the emperor handed him a drafted document, "I know that the Imperial Navy Department has a similar department, but it mainly collects information about the sea area. Now the Empire needs more information, not only the sea area, but also the entire region. And among the talents in this area, I believe you can find it!"

Dustralenka glanced over the documents drafted by the emperor himself, and the contents on it made him gasp and said in a lost voice, "Your Majesty, for those who provide information, they not only give bounties, but also give equivalent middle and lower military positions. Is this a bit inappropriate? It should be enough to give them money to buy information. Although those merchants went further south to pursue greater interests, their understanding of the region was only obtained through local trade. If they could become emperors at any time. What is the value of the soldiers fighting bloody battles?"

"The responsibility of the emperor is to expand, and these people who provide information also contribute to the expansion of the empire. In this regard, I don't think there is any difference! If you don't give rewards for people to dare to make your life, how can you make your life?" The fat man stood up with a serious expression, came to the window and looked at the Feize land that was covered with rain and fog, and said in a voice, "Southern Oubaro is a wider area. If the empire wants to truly understand the southern part, language and culture are a big problem. Just like an imperial notice, you need to find professionals to translate it. How can such a situation be done! If a large number of imperial notice documents are sent directly in imperial language, I am afraid that 99% of southerners will not understand it. Many documents in the south, especially information from Guan and the south, if they cannot be converted into the common language of the empire, then they are a worthless waste paper.

The empire's territory is getting bigger and bigger, and it covers more and more regions and ethnic groups. It's better in the central and northern parts of Obarro. At least the regional culture is one, while the culture developed in the south is completely different due to the barrier of the inland sea. In this regard, the empire almost completely does not understand it."

The fat man paused and continued, "Even the caravan of the empire, he did not continue to go south just after arriving at Feize. The information he could bring back was very little. As a powerful empire that had expanded several times in just a few years, the need for information is very urgent, but this information mainly tends to be commercial. Except for the real scholar, who would spend a lot of money to collect information from merchants from various regions? Even if there are various contents in the merchants' mouths, some are like terrifying and weird rumors, and things that cannot be confirmed at all. Even if someone collects it, it will not be made public, and it will completely lose the function that the information should have."

"So, the empire must first break this barrier from itself. If the empire wants to care about the world, it must need greater information, from what we know and don't know. The empire needs to know the entire Obaro continent, and even the possible unknown continent information, to promote the expansion of the empire's business circle and the cultural circle to a larger range." The fat man looked at the earth outside the window with a cold face, with a heavy and slow tone. "From now on, the empire must not only give these adventurers a certain amount of money, but also have a higher status and honor. Only in this way can they explore for the empire and bring back more unknown information."

"So what level can these people reach? Does the navy need to set up a new fleet to accommodate these people? Personally, they think it is better for them to start not to join the combat forces. After all, they are not real naval soldiers, and problems will easily arise when interfering in naval operations." Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor had decided, Dustrenke knew that it was meaningless to persuade. The emperor was the backbone of the empire's expansion. In fact, it was necessary to understand the importance of information. The imperial navy had the most say, so Dustrenke agreed with the emperor's idea.

The expansion process of the Imperial Navy is actually the process of information grabbing. In the naval fleet duel, whoever has more information will have a much greater chance of winning. The changing sea storms, climate, and terrain will become turning points that change the fate of the fleet. However, as the Imperial commercial line gradually reaches its limit, the new regional information that the Imperial Navy can obtain is less and less. After all, the areas where the merchant fleet can reach are so far away. In the further areas, even the most bold captains dare not go there without sufficient guarantees.

"From the sailor level, to the captain level, and to the admiral level, you can be awarded the highest level of the naval squadron commander."

The fat man glanced slightly at the corner of his mouth and turned back from the window. "As for the fleet they belong to, don't forget that the Empire has a privateer fleet. Just set it up there. Even if it has a level and status, it does not have command of the real naval fleet. You can rest assured."

"Yes, I understand!"

Dustralenka nodded. It seemed that what His Majesty granted was only reputation and status. As long as there were no military command, it would not matter no matter how many honorary positions were. But once this document was issued through the Admiralty, I am afraid that the entire empire would be shocked.

Being an imperialist by discovering new areas and information, gaining huge wealth and admirable status as an officer. No matter how harsh the conditions required, tens of thousands of people will flock to it. Because the most lacking in the empire is the soldiers eliminated in previous wars of conquest. Their number is at least one million. After the empire occupied these areas, the original army was disbanded. Although most of these soldiers were defeated by the empire, most of them were scattered, it is undeniable that there are still many outstanding soldiers in it.

These people have been fighting for many years, and have long been used to swords and swords. They have seen life and death. It is not easy to take a plowing knife at once, so many people have chosen to become part of the imperial commercial mercenaries. The number of imperial commercial mercenaries has always been feared by the southern European Barro region, with a total of nearly 500,000 people. This is already the sum of national forces of a southern power. Southern countries often use this to criticize the empire's military and militarism. The empire is like a super behemoth, like a huge black cloud covering the south. A spread of this ferocious northern bird of prey may make the southern countries feel the pressure of the army crushing the city.

"In this way, it crossed the entire Empire era and was praised as the cradle of heroes by later generations. The most important imperial paramilitary organization appeared on the stage of history. The Empire Private Fleet. Although the Empire Private Fleet was once awarded to the Imperial Navy by the Emperor, as the Imperial Navy gradually became the overlord of the sea, the title of privateer was automatically cancelled by the Navy. However, in the fifth year of the Empire, the privateer was newly formed by the Navy and was very luxuriously equipped with a large number of organization and personnel. After the approval of the Ministry of Imperial Affairs, the Imperial Private Fleet Commander and the Imperial Navy Commander were the same person. "" The Imperial Private Fleet was established under the Imperial Private Fleet.

The four privateer squadrons, with more than 70 combat ships and more than 3,000 personnel, were guaranteed by four Ferze regional military ports. In fact, at the establishment ceremony of the Imperial Navy privateer, there were only four lonely Dragon-fang warships replaced from the Imperial Navy. At the ceremony of less than ten people, the Imperial Navy Minister and the Commander-in-Chief of the Navy Dustramka only signed the name on a founding document. Such a shabby opening cannot conceal the magnificent history of the privateer 300 years. "Excerpt from "Dragon of the Sea - History of the Falcon Empire's Navy Expansion" by Bo Kebli. Volume 1, page 7.

Dustramka left with the documents signed by the emperor and walked up to the carriage parked outside the villa. When he was driving to the door, he suddenly saw a guard cavalry riding a horse from outside and speeding past the carriage. Dustramka frowned slightly. Although the other party was the emperor guard, he could not ignore a military official at will. The other party should wait for his carriage to go out and come in. At this moment, he heard the sound of the cavalry jumping off the horse at the stairs of the villa. A guard captain stopped the cavalry and asked in a low voice.

"Our people are dead. The patrol found the bodies of two guards on the street this morning. Because it involves the guards, the patrol dare not hide it. This is the document reported to His Majesty..."

"You are right, we are dead." The guard captain suddenly became solemn when he heard that the guard was dead, and his voice was filled with depression and anger.

"I went to see the corpse. It was indeed our people, Dani and Ukwa. Near them, there were more than a dozen corpses of Feze slaves, all shot to death by arrows!" The guard cavalry pointed a little sadly. Although the emperor guard was not afraid of death, dying on the battlefield was completely different from dying on the streets, "we were the slaves last night."

The guard captain's face changed, as if he had thought of something. Last night, he met those Fize slaves. He called Dani and Ukva to take them to the barracks. The slaves said that someone was chasing them, so they ran to the carriage for asylum. In the dark, even the good-skilled imperial guards could not avoid the cold arrows in the dark. "Bastard, the other party dared to attack the imperial guards!"

The guards gritted their teeth with regret and hesitated for a moment and said, "The other party should be very panicked after discovering that they had killed the Emperor* people. There were more than 20 slaves last night, and only a dozen corpses, which means that there should be some living among the slaves. Finding those slaves, you can know who did it! Report this matter to Your Majesty immediately. To find these slaves, you need the help of the local garrison."

In the room, the fat man was putting an imperial notice in front of Luandribia "You look at it" "Yes, sir."

Luandribia carefully received the notice, and glanced over, and was stunned. The common language of the Empire comes from Nordic Barro. As a eruditionist, many of the literature and books that Luandribia read were Nordic Barro, so translation and conversion were not difficult. What shocked him was the content of the notice. His voice trembled and hesitated and asked, "Sir, does the Empire really want to give all slaves freedom? He also needs to give land and production tools..." "Yes, after the notice was issued, there will be no more slaves in the entire West Coast region, only the free people of the Empire."

The fat man casually picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip. There would be no more slaves in the entire coastal area. This is unimaginable for Luandribia, who has been two generations. Luandribia's reaction was also expected by the fat man, "You are a good person, adult."

Luandribia looked extremely excited. Even if she had already left her slave identity, this notice was extremely lethal to Luandribia. This adult actually wanted to give freedom to all slaves and produce tools and land. If it were said by others, Luandribia would definitely not be so excited. Occasionally, some slave owners would give slaves some free identities, just like Luandribia, but there has never been a person who could give millions of free identities at once. That was something that he would never dare to dream of.

And now, this notice is placed in front of you in black and white. "Good man? You are not the first one to say this, but it should be the most sincere one. If there is no problem, turn this notice into Fei Ze. "The fat man put down the water cup and waved his hand to Luandribia. At this time, a report was sent from outside, and then the sound of the water cup breaking came from the room, "Luandribia, put down the work first, and go to a place with me!" The fat man had a blue face and appeared at the door, and Luandribia behind him looked pale even more

(To be continued.)
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