Pregnancy (Part Two)

"Benevolent governance, like war, must never be decided lightly." Romon had said those words, never knowing they would be recorded and passed down through the ages.

However, Tatshaw Territory was currently renowned as one of the most promising regions in the county.

Within this vast territory, there were neither any extraordinary resources for making money nor any famous merchant houses. Yet through Baron Teta Xiao's bit-by-bit construction and step-by-step planning, it had ultimately achieved results that made people sit up and take notice.

The whole of Tatshaw Territory had been divided into several major sections, each with somewhat different regional characteristics, yet they shared one common trait: cleanliness, orderliness, and regulation.

Even nobles from the royal capital, famed for their etiquette and rules, could not achieve this.

It was already afternoon, but deep autumn had filled Tatshaw Territory with the breath of cold.

"Look, it seems a notice has been posted." Someone with sharp eyes spotted a proclamation being put up by a servant from Tatshaw Baron's Residence.

It had been posted not far from the inn. Everyone immediately knew another order had been issued and crowded over curiously to read it.

"...We are now recruiting one hundred experienced craftsmen and five hundred workers to develop land in the new territory. Wages will follow established practice." As the words on the notice were read aloud, discussions and deliberations continually rose from the crowd.

Had another lord issued such a notice, few would have believed it. But over the years, every policy Romon had enacted had been carried through exactly as promised, with thorough execution.

Thus, once this decree was issued, everyone trusted it completely, making it easy to implement.

Moreover, what the notice promised was even more exhilarating. Good work and good treatment—work for a few months, and a year's