"The tiger finally killed the noble pig and established a new order." Duke Medea's voice sounded at an inappropriate time.
Aslan was just slightly startled and then said with a smile: "Yes, under the tiger's new order, the house has returned to its original state, and even the decoration has become more and more luxurious, and the tiger cubs have also grown vigorously, until the tiger has grown old and the cubs have also
When it grew up, it lost the tiger's control and was fed by the chef. Instead of evolving into a tiger, the young tiger slowly became a new noble pig."
When Duke Medea and Nomeli heard this, their eyes widened subconsciously.
"A new cycle begins again."
The two women looked at each other with shocked expressions in each other's eyes.
Especially Duke Medea, she has the clearest understanding of the establishment of the Kingdom of Cleveland.
Once upon a time, Emperor Cleveland I was a good lord who cared for his people. Under the continuous exploitation and oppression of the sovereign country at that time, he finally rose up.
After he overthrew the old suzerainty, the Kingdom of Cleveland gradually recovered its vitality under his rule. It reached its peak under the diligent rule of Emperor Cleveland II, and the people were well-fed and well-clothed. It was not until the accession of the Third Emperor to the throne that extravagance began to appear in the kingdom.
Duke Medea looked at Aslan subconsciously.
"You want to say that you are the kitten who eventually became the tiger?"
Aslan simply rolled his eyes.
I had been talking so hard for a long time, but I got an answer like this: What's wrong with me? I look like a rebel.
"What do you think, Nomeli?" Aslan looked at Nomeli, trying to find an answer.
"What you want to say is to prevent yourself from becoming a noble pig!" Nomiri replied tentatively.
Aslan directly covered his head and wanted to shout "God" loudly.
"Is this what I want to say? What I want to say is that this is a cycle, and haven't you noticed? It can last for many years on the mainland or in the kingdom, but the royal family changes very frequently, and few royal families can rule a kingdom.
More than three hundred years." Aslan said seriously.
Duke Medea and Nomeri suddenly became interested and said in unison: "Why?"
"Because of the uneven wealth, it can also be said to be uneven land." Aslan explained.
"When the kingdom was first established, the emperor divided the land among the lords. At that time, most of the people cultivated their own land. At that time, the imperial power could still intimidate the whole country. But as time went by, when the emperor also died that day, everything changed.
When nobles everywhere began to plunder and privately own the free people's farmland, and the people were forced to become serfs and workers, conflicts began to accumulate. The same goes for wealth. When 5% or even 2% of a country
When people control 90% of the country's wealth, conflicts will inevitably widen. This will gradually intensify as time goes by, until ordinary people cannot support themselves after struggling for a year, and uprisings and rebellions are inevitable.
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Aslan doesn't need to understand the rest of it, as Duke Nomeri and Medea can understand it.
"The so-called three hundred years is actually a cycle in which wealth and land are transferred unconsciously. Do you want to control this cycle? Or completely put an end to this process." Duke Medea said with a solemn expression.
Because the process Aslan mentioned has actually begun to take shape in the province of Merox. Although there are no feudal nobles anymore, many meritorious ministers have begun to purchase land, including the eight disciples of Duke Medea.
in this way.
"It is impossible to put an end to this process. The only thing I can do is to curb the speed of wealth transfer and protect the interests of the people as much as possible. This is why the army of Merox Province is basically composed of ordinary people.
Only a people's army will truly serve the people."
Aslan said helplessly.
Duke Medea stretched out, kicked off the high heels on her feet, placed them directly on Aslan's lap, and said coquettishly.
"We wonder if these are too far away. After all, in three hundred years, even the Grand Magister's lifespan is only more than two hundred years old."
Aslan gently took his foot in his hands.
"After I die, I will control the flood. What I have to do is very simple, which is to implant this resistance factor into the hearts of the people and ingrain the culture of Mero City. Even if the kingdom I established is overthrown that day,
The country has changed its name, no, it will not even change its name, it is still the Merlot people. The dynasty will be overthrown, but the civilization will not. As long as the Merlot civilization is not destroyed at all, I, Aslan Sara, will have the name
Engraved on the historical monument of Merlot civilization."
Aslan's last words made Nomeli stunned on the spot. Duke Medea also forgot to continue teasing Aslan. They were all shocked by Aslan's huge ambition.
"Aslan, you are so crazy." Duke Medea suddenly laughed, directly suppressing Aslan, and Nomeli left the room helplessly.
The two of them have made an agreement. From now on, the single day belongs to Nomeli and the double day belongs to the Duke of Medea, and during this period, Aslan cannot be forced. They still understand the principle of long-lasting water.
In the following month, Mero City entered a gentle and stable development. The production line of Merlin heavy trucks has begun to be assembled. This is also the first heavy industrial industry in Mero City.
Because there are no automatic robots, the Mero Magic Car Factory has created more than a thousand jobs for Mero City. The surrounding supporting parts factories and workshops have also added more than two thousand jobs.
The Merlo Magic Car Factory has also become the largest factory in Merlo City. Aslan holds 60% of the shares, Merlo City holds 35%, and Merlin holds the last 5%.
Although the production line has been designed and the daily output of cars is only twenty, it has made the entire city of Melo cheer.
Aslan couldn't help laughing when he watched the first Merlin heavy truck drive out of the factory gate.
Looking at the strange-looking magic car, Artoria actually wanted to get up and try it out.
"Let me try? I can't go to the Knights during this period. I'm in the castle every day and I'm almost suffocated." Arturia shook Aslan's arm and said coquettishly.
Noomili next to her couldn't help but move her eyes away. She had to admit that she was jealous.
Mordred and Concas couldn't help but widen their eyes. When had they ever seen the heroic and unsmiling leader of the Merlot Knights look like a little woman?
Only a woman can see the happiness in Artoria's eyes.
Gwennavel also cheered beside her and encouraged Artoria to drive. She was about to make a fuss about getting in the car, but Nomeli picked her up directly.