This is a small knight's territory in the countryside that is very remote and basically no one cares about. The permanent population includes serfs and civilians of about 2,000.
Especially in this territory, the lord Old Sol basically does nothing. Therefore, Luther and Pompeii are the biggest bosses.
The fashionable saying is, BOOS.
Therefore, whatever Luther wanted to do, no matter how absurd it was, could still be accomplished. The next day, the first mayors of Pompeii, Lelouch and Bonaparte, took office.
Because it would take some time to build a city hall, Luther first decided to choose an open space near the castle and summoned the craftsmen in the castle to build a city hall.
Luther's ambition is not small, just look at it. Pompeii will definitely become a real city in the future. Therefore, Luther is also very concerned about the construction of the city hall.
The plan is to build a two-story villa to serve as the office of the city hall.
However, the city hall could not be built in a short time, so Luther temporarily chose a room in the castle as the temporary office of the city hall.
During this process, Lelouch first recruited four assistants who knew how to read. Although Pompeii was in the countryside and there were not many people who knew how to read, it was still possible to get four people as assistants.
As for the ten guards who are responsible for guarding and running errands, it is better to say.
Luther assigned Beveen's group of guards to the town hall.
After that, construction work started, road repairing, excrement cleaning, and field fertilization work.
Inside the castle, the temporary residence of the city hall.
This room used to be empty, and five tables, chairs, and some writing tools were temporarily installed. It couldn't be more shabby.
The four assistants were sent out, and they were responsible for summoning the captains of each village to come to the castle to discuss matters. So only Lelouch and Luther were left in the room.
The weather in the south has always been hot. Although it is still early spring, summer seems to have quietly arrived, and the weather is a bit sultry.
So the windows in the room are open.
Lelouch was leaning against the window, with one button of his upper shirt undone, and his image was somewhat casual.
Luther also sat casually on a chair, face to face with Lelouch.
"It is very simple to repair roads and clean up excrement, but when it comes to pouring excrement into the fields for so-called fertilization, farmers have never done such a thing for their ancestors. They will definitely be confused and resisted. But we have an advantage.
The Pompeii family still has a lot of weight in speaking in this territory. No matter how doubtful the village chiefs are later, you just insist on doing this. They won't resist. You have to come forward in this matter, little Luther, and I'll do the talking.
It’s weightless.”
Lelouch explained.
"good."
Luther nodded, indicating that he understood.
To put it simply, it is a fox pretending to be a tiger.
Ha ha.
The Pompeii collar is not small, but it is not big either. Now is not the busy time for farming, and the village chiefs are also idle, so soon the village chiefs hurried to the castle.
There were about 1,300 civilians in the Pompeii Territory, divided into ten villages. Each village had about 130 people, or about a dozen households.
The person who can be selected as a village leader must certainly have some ability and knowledge.
But they were still ordinary civilians. Usually, these village chiefs could only look at Pompeii Castle from a distance and never entered the castle at all.
Being summoned again suddenly, at this moment, I was naturally uneasy.
"Master Luther has just been promoted to junior knight, and a carnival has just been held in the territory. It is said to be a carnival, but in fact it is just that the Pompeii family distributed some food. Now Master Luther has summoned us, what is this?"
Everyone is very cramped.
"Hello. I am Lelouch Bonaparte. The person next to me is the heir of the Pompeii family, Master Luther. Some of you know me, some don't. But it doesn't matter. Today I am announcing something.
Things. I have become the acting lord of the Pompeii territory, exercising the rights of the lord on behalf of the Pompeii family. You can call me Mr. Mayor. Next, I want to tell you two things. One is to repair the roads near your village.
, one thing is to clean up the feces on the roadside and in your homes, and dump all the feces into the fields."
Lelouch was originally leaning against the wall near the window, but at this moment he was sitting in the seat belonging to the mayor of Pompeii and spoke in a very serious tone.
Luther sat on another chair and tilted his head to look at Lelouch. This senior must have experienced a lot when he returned from three years of wandering outside.
Maybe he has worked in the official department and is very aura.
The ten village chiefs were a little commotion and more confused.
Well, building roads and stuff makes sense, even good news.
Because the roads in the territory were too difficult to walk, the people were miserable. The lord organized them to build roads, and they agreed with both hands.
And according to custom, the lord should distribute rations to them.
It can not only fill the stomach, but also build good roads.
At this time, you should shout "Lord, please be kind."
But what the hell is pouring feces into a field? Is the wheat grown edible? How disgusting. Will it breed pests?
At this time, a village chief stood up.
This is a man in his fifties. Farmers all look older. This man is probably only in his early forties. He looks very ordinary and has an ordinary figure.
He glanced at Luther with some restraint, and then at Lelouch, his eyes were different. The look in Lelouch's eyes was suspicious.
It was necessary for Lelouch to pull Pompeii's tiger skin.
The people may not give Lelouch face, but they must not disrespect Luther and Pompeii.
"May I ask, Mr. Mayor, why do you dump feces into the field?" The village chief looked at Lelouch with suspicion.
Lelouch shrugged, he knew this would happen.
At this time, Master Luther appeared on the stage. Luther coughed slightly and said, "Ahem, what is the number of the commander you are?"
"Back to Master Luther, I am the seventh camp commander." The camp commander instantly became restrained, his back bent subconsciously, and he replied in a low voice.
There is also some fear and trepidation.
"Don't be too nervous." Luther waved his hand and said, but the effect was not very good. The village chief was still very restrained. Luther had to ignore the question and said directly: "I read in a book that the feces
Pouring it into the field will make the wheat grow stronger and increase the harvest. For the sake of the territory's harvest next year, I order you to pour all the feces into the field. Can you do it?"
At the end of the sentence, Luther crossed his hands on the desk, leaned forward slightly, his eyes were very sharp, and his tone was slightly stern.
Showing off the aura of a tiger.
"yes."
Commander No. 7 and the other nine commanders seemed to have been struck by lightning. They thought for a moment and then spoke in unison.
Pompeii's words are supreme in this Pompeii territory.
This is tiger.
And with Luther's order, these people will no longer cheat. The effects will come out in the autumn.
Luther can already see that this year's taxes will definitely be high.