Barov returned to his City Hall office and immediately closed the door.
My God, he touched the God's Stone of Retaliation on his chest. His Highness is really possessed by the devil. For this point, he had some faint speculations, but now he was almost sure that the person he just talked to was not the 4th Prince.
It was understandable for a personality change or a strange behavior, but to suddenly understand something that he had never been exposed to and master knowledge that he had never heard of? Only in mythological biographies would such a thing happen, but in the legends, it was the gods who possessed mortals and led humans out of trouble. Since when did the devil like to do this?
If Roland Wimbledon ran his territory like the King's City (although it was very difficult), Barov would not be surprised. It was said that the 4th Prince was ignorant and incompetent, but his character could be disguised. Maybe there were people who secretly taught him how to govern a city, or even a country.
But the ideas and plans that the Prince proposed were unheard of by the Assistant Minister. He had been in the City Hall for twenty years, and as a subordinate of the Minister of Finance, he was very familiar with the structure and operation of the City Hall. The ministers were responsible for various functions, and except for reaching agreements in private, they usually did not give each other any face.
After the King issued a decree, the ministers who received the order would hand it over to their subordinates. Each minister had their own forces, and their style of doing things was also different. For example, the Knight Steelheart, who was responsible for the defense of the Graycastle King's City, controlled hundreds of patrols and mercenaries. He also had a lot of influence on the underground organizations in the city. When he was doing things, he would lead his men and horses on a rampage. Criminals who were targeted by him, even if they were nobles, would find it difficult to stay in the city. They either had to leave the King's City or wait to be put in prison.
Not only the King's City, but other cities were also like this.
So to become a Lord or a subordinate of the King, one must first be a noble with a large business.
If one did not have enough money to recruit subordinates, did they have to do everything by themselves? And the more people they had, the more they would be valued by the superiors – because more people made things easier, this truth was understood by everyone.
But the Prince's approach completely subverted Barov's concept. Be it the ministers or the subordinates of the ministers, all of them were recruited and paid by the City hall. In other words, even if a minister was no longer around, they could just replace him with a new one. They could even directly promote someone from below.
This was a brand new system. Barov was sure that the prince wanted to create a political system that was completely different from the upper class of Graycastle.
Perhaps some people would think that this was just Roland's wishful thinking or the presumption of an outsider? But the Assistant Minister didn't think so. He picked up a quill and wrote down His Royal Highness's requests on a piece of paper.
Looking at these plans, they were simply interlinked, and every detail had been considered.
First of all, they had to manage their daily lives.
Barov naturally knew that the stronger the control over the people, the faster the various orders issued by the lord would be carried out. However, this also greatly increased the number of people in charge. Firstly, where could he find so many people who could read and write? Secondly, the extra salary was a heavy burden to the lord's subordinates, and not many were willing to do so.
Looking at His Royal Highness' other two rules, recruiting civilians to enter the City hall and educating all civilians.
When he swept his fingers over these two lines of text, he couldn't help but shiver in his heart.
If His Royal Highness's two requirements were realized, what would Border Town become?
Any civilian would be able to read and write, and as long as the City hall wanted to expand, they could always find a large number of suitable personnel. And this, in turn, would promote the popularization of education – if they received an education, they would have the opportunity to enter the City hall and get a well-paid position. At the same time, it would also bring about a rise in social status. I'm afraid that in less than one or two years, everyone would take the initiative to receive an education. Even if they couldn't do it themselves, they would still want to send their children to a college.
In addition, all the previously mentioned employers' salaries would be paid by the City hall – that is, the Lord Roland, so the civilians wouldn't need to spend a single copper royal to build their own team. This was tantamount to completely breaking the restriction that only nobles had the capital to serve as administrative officials.
There was no doubt that only the devil could come up with such a shocking system.
Barov took a deep breath and pinched the God's Stone of Retaliation in his hand. Now there was only one question left, could the devil also be good?
If it was said that Roland was an evil person, he would be the first to stand up and disagree.
The 4th Prince's actions, in his eyes, could even be called the actions of a virtuous king. Even in the records of the legendary kings in the history books, none of them were as concerned about the life and death of each and every one of their people. Together with the people, he stayed in Border Town and spent a lot of money to buy food, so that everyone could safely pass through the Months of the Demons. He also brought the devil's technology and equipment for the development of the town. Even the devil's minions, the witches, were displaying their abilities to improve the lives of the people.
Barov suddenly felt that even if Roland became the King of Graycastle, it wouldn't be such a bad thing.
Thinking of his father's teachings: Don't say what you shouldn't say, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, he decided to first hide his findings in his heart. Since it was the devil, in the future, there would always be a conflict with the Church. If the situation wasn't right, he could still be an ambush in the devil's camp to expose the truth and witness.
He rang the bell, summoning Sirius Daly, who had just joined the City Hall.
Compared to the stupid and arrogant Knight, this young man from the Wolf Family was already considered outstanding, although he still had some pride as a Knight, but at least he was willing to listen to his instructions.
"Teacher, what's the matter?" He entered the door and saluted.
"His Royal Highness wants to form a new department, in charge of crop cultivation and supervision, he needs two apprentices to help him record the results," Barov repeated Roland's request, "In addition, you go to the City Hall Archives and pick ten people who meet the requirements, and then do a screening. Although the other party is a civilian, but His Royal Highness is determined to include them in the City Hall, if some of them perform well, they may even become the head of the Ministry of Agriculture. Ah … "He sighed," You first follow them to record the results, when the spring plowing is over, I will transfer you back. "
"Teacher, you only need to screen out two people," he said, "I am also very familiar with this field."
"You?" Barov was stunned.
"Yes! Before becoming a Knight, I helped my father take care of the farm, so I have a very good understanding of wheat cultivation. " Sirius paused, "But when His Royal Highness asked me if I had any other specialties, I didn't say it … because at that time I was worried that he would send me to the fields to work together with the serfs."
Barov's heart was filled with joy, he was both educated and understood farm work, so even if a civilian joined the Ministry of Agriculture, he would still be the best candidate to be in charge. At present, Sirius was standing on his side, so if he became the head of the Ministry of Agriculture, it would be equivalent to him having influence over the Ministry of Agriculture.
"Very good," he said, turning this consideration into a promise of benefits, "Do a good job, maybe you can climb to a higher position than before."
After Sirius left, Barov leaned back in his chair and gently exhaled.
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