Even Feudalism Is Considered Progressive in Sargon. / My Father Is the Speaker.
At least for now, he has made a completely different choice from Emperor of Sargon and the colonists, and has genuinely secured some benefits for them.
To reiterate, if you are not a good emperor and cannot secure greater benefits for your people so that they can live better lives...
Then I'll take your place!
"Bring the people up here. I will not only give you a material victory, but also help you defeat these parasites in spirit!"
At Huang Cao's command, the Abundance Warrior escorted dozens of Sargon chieftains, each dressed in their own distinctive style.
The people below looked at the chief being escorted, their expressions instantly turning somewhat awe-inspiring, but this was quickly overshadowed by anger.
The Gaul colonists used these chiefs to precisely oppress everyone.
In other words, the bound chiefs were also the culprits who oppressed their people.
The Gaul colonists didn't take them with them when they fled.
When disaster strikes, everyone flees for their lives. Why bring along these burdens if you think you can't run fast enough?
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Chapter 132 was considered advanced even in Sargon's feudal system.
In any country, traitors almost never have a good ending.
Whether incompetent or wise, no ruler wants such destabilizing factors lurking in their territory.
These people are just tools; they can be discarded once the use is complete.
After the oppression is overthrown, the oppressed will inevitably be punished, and Huang Cao plays the role of providing justice.
"Insincere kneeling only produces unnecessary disgust; only physical means can make them kneel down in a real sense."
Huang Cao slightly raised his eyes, signaling to the Abundance Warrior to break all the chieftains' legs.
While natural humanitarianism demands that these people be given a quick death, it is clear that Huang Cao is not a human being, so why should we pursue humanity?
Moreover, humanitarianism is for those who truly value humanity.
These chiefs used to oppress these poor people almost to the bone, and they never cared about humanity, so there was no need to show them any mercy.
Only physical and chemical destruction and suffering can instill the deepest fears in these people.
People who enjoy oppressing others are often more afraid of death.
Since the chiefs have already tasted human flesh and enjoyed the sensation, only utter annihilation can end their existence.
Huang Cao gestured for the restless crowd to quiet down, saying that it wasn't the right time yet and that they needed to be allowed to truly express their feelings.
Only in this way can they establish their glorious image, and only then will the deaths of these chiefs be truly worthwhile.
Huang Cao looked at the chieftain he had bound, his eyes filled with indifference and ruthlessness.
"You believe in the so-called law of the jungle, but you clearly do not realize that humanity's pursuit of freedom and equality cannot be concealed."
"I cannot achieve absolute fairness either. I did not come here to bring equality and justice, but at least I can make you shameless people pay the price."
Huang Cao wisely shut these chiefs up; listening to these scoundrels would only pollute his ears.
The criticism session lasted a full day, with the words of the oppressed almost drowning out these depraved chiefs.
Finally, in front of tens of thousands of people, Huang Cao publicly hanged all of them and burned their bodies.
The Sargon flag was also burned at the same time, leading someone to remark that the world is still too feudal.
However, he'll be quite busy from now on, as he needs to continue to enhance his local prestige.
Early the next morning, Huang Cao prepared to personally measure the land and fulfill his promise from the day before, which was to distribute the land to everyone.
This colony in Gaul was neither small nor large, accommodating only tens of thousands of people.
Furthermore, the climate was quite favorable, and Gaul wanted this land precisely because the climate and soil conditions there were very suitable for growing cotton.
In reality, Huang Cao didn't need to divide the land himself; his subordinates were perfectly capable of handling it.
However, some things cannot achieve the desired effect unless you do them yourself.
Moreover, this can slow down the distribution of land and accurately spread his lofty image to everyone's mind.
This group will become his most steadfast supporters in Sargon.
Human beings are the foundation for executing any plan, and no one understands the ancient land of Sargon better than these simple farmers.
These people are the main force for their future advance into Sargon. It is conceivable that decades later, their next generation will be completely immersed in their legends and beliefs.
In just one month, Huang Cao's footsteps measured every inch of the colony's soil.
Every time he went out, countless people would serve him tea and water, following behind him hoping that the Speaker would allocate land to him.
Huang Cao remained very generous, distributing the land almost perfectly to everyone.
Because of the blessing of the Power of Abundance, the land that was distributed did not distinguish between good and bad land.
While measuring the land, he would also integrate a part of his own body tissue into the land that was being distributed.
Therefore, whether the land is good or bad, the only factor affecting yield is how diligent the farmer is.
When all the land was distributed, everyone wept with joy and embraced each other. These simple people finally had a place to settle down and make a living.
Although there is still the great nobleman Huang Cao above them, the Speaker has never deceived them.
Because Huang Cao made it clear from the beginning that he wanted to be a great nobleman and duke of this land.
Everyone must obey his orders without the slightest disobedience.
This land is still devoid of democracy; all power has been taken away by the Huang Cao.
This was a last resort, given the level of development of this land; even the feudal system was considered relatively advanced.
Doing this can also avoid some unnecessary disputes.
But no one felt anything was wrong, because they had never felt anything was wrong before.
But at least Master Huang is willing to let us poor people have enough to eat, and he won't bully them when he has nothing better to do.
At this point, Huang Cao had completely taken control of the land, and the next step was to establish a series of management systems.
Let these people honestly farm for a few years, enjoy a life of plenty, and honestly receive some cultural education.
Otherwise, if we ask these people to expand our territory right after the land has been distributed, not to mention whether they are capable of doing it, it would feel like giving them a pie but not letting them eat it.
Because of the presence of fertilizer plants, the kindness and prestige of Huang Cao will continue to flow across this land.
This move was incredibly profitable with no initial investment, since Huang Cao didn't actually buy the land; he seized it from Gaul.
Without the cooperation of the unfortunate people, Huang Cao's plan could not have succeeded so quickly; it can only be said that the Gaul nobles were simply too inhuman.
"What should we name this place? It's too unpleasant to keep calling this a Gaul colony. A new name, a new look. This land belongs to me, Master Huang..."
We originally wanted to call it Goose City, but we decided against it because geese aren't raised here.
Master Huang, who is completely terrible at naming things, decided to name this place the Eden Sargon Branch.
At the same time, preparations are underway to dig a tunnel on the spot, with the intention of first running a high-speed train underground.
After all, this land does not legally belong to him, so if Sargon really wants to continue using this land...
Huang Cao will not give back what it has already gained, so it must send its own military forces here from the outside.
This is a huge project because the land is so far away, quite a distance from Victoria.
It took a lot of effort for them to open their own factory here, by giving gifts to the Gaul colonists.
Even though the person who received the gift had already been killed by him...
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Chapter 133 My father is the Speaker.
Sargon, the Eden.
"You mean you want me to befriend Gaul and then give up control of this land? What about the supplies that these scoundrels stole from me? I'll get them back from them!"
At this moment, Huang Cao looked at the birdman in front of him with an expression that seemed to say, "Are you kidding me?"
The birdman in front of me is not the lovable Liberi, but a birdman in the truest sense.
The kind that is highly anti-ancestral, with a bird's head but normal hands.
His long, hooked face was very imposing, and his physique was also very robust, clearly indicating that he came from a military family.
His chest was covered in medals, just like the father of a certain future bear, but even more exaggerated; they could really be considered a suit of armor.
It's clear this is a family that values honor above all else, but it still lacks a bit of flexibility.
They immediately wanted control of the Huang Cao region, and they wanted to bypass Emperor of Sargon.
Not everyone is as oblivious to the situation as Theresia.
The Gaul emperor had a complete administrative team, and a little discussion would reveal that he had been tricked.
So, in a fit of rage, he sent a trusted warrior to demand an explanation.
However, there was no evidence, so they sent a brute.
This is actually a very reasonable choice, since even the most astute person cannot find a breakthrough without evidence.
But a reckless person is different; there might be unexpected surprises.
Unfortunately, Huang Cao is not included in this list.
For example, this time, he shrunk his body again, because that's how he can use his second identity.
Actually, this fertilizer factory belongs to my father, the Speaker the House.
My father is the speaker of the council, and this is a serialized story!
After all, how could the Speaker of Victoria possibly be in this colony?
"Brother, please don't be so nervous. My father has no intention of being an enemy of your country. However, as you know, before we begin our formal conversation, may I ask your esteemed name?"
"Wait, who is your father?"
The Gaul envoy then added, "My name is Sparcadacorsica; just call me General of Gaul."
He seems to be a soldier who truly values honor above all else; he's very easy to fool.
"I thought you knew, my father is the Speaker of Victoria, and this fertilizer plant is one of his properties."
The General of Gaul took out a photograph from his uniform and compared it carefully. He found that the boy in front of him, who was not even as tall as himself, really looked very similar to the Speaker of Victoria.
According to military intelligence, the speaker of Victoria was at least 1.8 meters tall, while the boy in front of him was not even 1.4 meters tall.
Therefore, the General of Gaul did not doubt the age of the Huang Cao in front of him, but only thought that the Speaker was another old monster pretending to be young.
"Then I'll call you Mr. Huang. I'm sure you won't mind."
As a soldier, the medals on the chest of the General of Gaul were both an honor and a testament to the wars he had experienced.
Behind every medal lies countless years of hardship. Although the General of Gaul was a rough man, it doesn't mean he was completely ignorant of human relationships.
Although the boy in front of him was too young, at least for now, he and the boy were on opposite sides of the negotiating table.
The respect due to age will still be given, and there will be no mocking someone for being immature because of their age.
Efficiency was the defining characteristic of this General of Gaul; unnecessary arrogance only slowed him down in earning medals.
"General of Gaul, whose responsibility is this chaos, and who allowed these serfs to escape control?"
When Huang Cao starts to make his move, that's when the art of shifting blame comes into play.
The General of Gaul remained silent, pondered for a moment, and then nodded. "This is naturally our responsibility, which is why His Majesty the Emperor sent me to handle this matter."
"Then according to the contract, you must compensate me for the losses caused by your country's mismanagement."
They've fallen for it!
A wicked smile crept across Huang Cao's face as he took out an insurance contract signed with Gaul from the drawer.
He had already made this plan long before he started making any moves.
"I am naturally aware of the insurance contract. As the strongest country in this land, Gaul has no reason to break its promise."
The General of Gaul glanced at the contract, assuming the mission was about to end, and then happily went back to collect his medal.