Two months later, Edmund personally brought the news to Shattering Snow City. Chris won the battle and defeated the allied forces of the Demon Orcs and Alexa in one fell swoop, forcing the other party to retreat to the depths of the distant mountain forest. The distant mountain forest
It is the territory of the Feng Mo. In this battle, the Feng Mo exerted a lot of effort, and they recognized the status of the suzerain state of the Lane State. The suzerain should also provide protection to the subordinate countries. In both public and private matters, Chris should help the Feng Mo drive away
Walk the enemy.
In addition, Joruus, who made great contributions in the subsequent war, also needs some compensation. He needs warships and weapons, but these things all belong to Reggie. Although Reggie verbally agreed, Dao really made the decision.
If so, Reggie's consent must be obtained.
Reggie fulfilled his promise readily. Joruus wanted to use Reggie's weapons to overthrow the tyranny of the Punisher, restore the order of the White Tower Kingdom, and regain the rights that the people of the White Tower deserved.
Reggie didn't care about the power of the people in the White Tower, but he raised his hands to support the violent beating of the God of Punishment.
As for the order of the White Tower Country, he doesn't care much, but if normal trade with the White Tower Country can be restored, Reggie is willing to provide more help to Qiaolu, even including his terrifying air force.
Of course, before starting a new war, Chris still has very important things to do. He must correct his identity.
Chris currently has two identities, one is the prince and the other is the Seizer, both of which have nothing to do with the king.
A correct name means a correct speech, no matter in any world. If Chris wants to become a king, he needs a grand coronation ceremony.
The ceremony is scheduled for two months later, and Reggie will naturally be Chris's chief guest. Chris hopes that Reggie will personally bring the crown to him.
But Reggie rarely talked about the conditions: "I have encountered some financial troubles, and now I need the help of His Highness the Prince."
Edmund pursed his lips and said: "Snowflake Kingdom has paid too much for us, and now it is indeed time for us to give back. I will report to His Highness the Prince to pay you two hundred thousand gold coins in advance."
Reggie shook his head and said: "I know that your treasury is empty and that the Lion Country is in dire need. As your most precious ally, why would I embarrass you at this time? Besides, what I need is not gold coins."
Edmund's forehead was sweating. What he was most afraid of was this sentence. He really wanted to use money to solve the problem. If Reggie didn't want money, he would probably ask them for land.
It is also appropriate to ask for some land, but Chris will not refuse any request from Reggie. If Reggie opens his mouth, Edmund must do his best to reduce the loss.
But Reggie didn't ask for land, he just wanted to obtain the management rights of Turbulence City as soon as possible.
This is an agreement between Reggie and Chris. After the war, Reggie will have the right to operate Turbulence City. The so-called operating rights are very similar to the leasing of later generations. Reggie has the power to manage and operate Turbulence City.
The tax burden of Turbulent City belongs to Reggie. However, the land of Turbulent City still belongs to the Kingdom of Lane. In a state of war, Turbulent City and its residents are obliged to dedicate everything to the Kingdom of Lane.
In fact, Chris originally wanted to give Turbulence City directly to Reggie, but Reggie was not used to the Golden Eagle Country's management model. He didn't want to waste a lot of military power on territory far away from the mainland, but Turbulence City's huge business opportunities were
Reggie desperately needs it.
"I want to hold a grand autumn fair after the coronation ceremony, and I need the prince's help in terms of manpower and material resources."
Edmund was surprised: "You want to hold an autumn fair in Turbulence City? I'm afraid..."
Reggie lowered his face and said, "The management rights of Turbulence City belong to me. Is it necessary to discuss this matter further?"
"Of course not," Edmund smiled modestly. "The Autumn Fair is very beneficial to the prince's reputation. I very much agree with your idea. If you are willing, we can choose the venue of the gathering in the Golden Lion City. Although the Golden Lion
The city has suffered some blows, but compared to that place in Turbulence City..."
"The Autumn Fair must be in Turbulence City!" Reggie's attitude was very firm, "Please convey my thoughts to His Highness the Prince as soon as possible."
"There is no need to ask His Highness the Prince for instructions on this matter. I hereby promise you that you can immediately appoint your consul to take office. The Kingdom of Lane is willing to provide you with the help it can."
The result of the matter was far better than Edmund expected, but Nipoli did not agree with Reggie's decision.
After sending Edmund away, Nipoli said to Reggie: "Sir, why don't we choose the Autumn Fair in Zhilin City? In this year's annual fair, Zhilin City has earned you considerable wealth. We
Such precious business opportunities should not be wasted on a distant city."
"The situation now is very different from that of the New Year. We are at odds with the Baita Kingdom. How much money can we make if we hold an autumn fair in Zhilin City? The Dongsang people have limited financial resources, and the Golden Eagle people are careful with their budgets. We
A new way out must be found.”
Of course Nipoli understood what Reggie meant. He wanted to use the River of Chaos to open up inland trade channels.
"But Turbulent City is now in ruins. It might not be wise to hold the Autumn Fair there."
"So I need your brother to take office as soon as possible. I believe he has a way to make Turbulence City more respectable."
Nipoli is good at development, and Brooke is better at management. This is the biggest difference between the two brothers.
Since he couldn't convince Reggie, Nipoli could only make some suggestions. He knew that the main target of the Qiu Gathering was the Star people, but in view of the usual arrogance of the Star people, Reggie had to make some diplomatic preparations.
Reggie is confident about this: "I have some friendship with the Sky Star people. During Chris's coronation ceremony, I will try my best to persuade Alfred the Great. After all, he likes our pesticides very much."
"You may have some misunderstandings about Emperor Alfred the Great," Nipoli licked his lips and said, "He is not what you imagined. Although he appears on the guest list, I doubt whether he will attend the coronation ceremony.
In his eyes, the status of Lane Country cannot be compared to that of a lump..."
While they were talking, news came from the dock that the Golden Eagle caravan had arrived. According to the agreement two months ago, they were ready to take a look at the new things Reggie provided.
"It seems I can use some diplomatic means now." Reggie asked someone to prepare a sumptuous banquet and invited the businessmen in.
Reggie rarely entertains businessmen. He likes the businessman's wit, but hates the businessman's greed.
But today he has to make an exception. If he wants to fish, he must make the bait more fragrant.
The businessmen of the Golden Eagle Kingdom are very pragmatic. They eat when they have something to eat and drink when they have something to drink. When they are full and satisfied, business is another matter.
And Reggie's first product didn't bring them many surprises.
"What is this?" A businessman frowned, "Parchment? It smells really weird."
Reggie used a chemical pulping method. The light yellow wood pulp paper exuded the smell of sulfates. The businessman took the wood pulp paper and rubbed it a few times, shook his head and said: "This paper is too thin, it is definitely not made of sheepskin."
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Another businessman said: "It is very similar to papyrus, but smoother and flatter. It cannot be compared with the parchment of the Golden Eagle Kingdom."
After some evaluation, a businessman asked: "How much do you plan to sell this paper for?"
Reggie smiled and said: "Ten silver coins."
"Are you crazy!" the merchant said angrily, "The best parchment only costs two silver coins per piece. Things like yours are far worse than parchment."
Reggie smiled and said: "It's not a piece of paper, it's a pound, a pound of paper, ten silver coins."
The businessmen were silent for a while, then one businessman suddenly raised his head and said, "How much do you have?"