Chapter 398 Just think he is dead
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Knowing Raven's style of conduct, Fiona prepared almost all the detailed information early in the morning.
Lei Wen took the information and read it slightly, and then he couldn't help but speed up the reading.
It’s nothing new to counting every number, but Fiona is unique and summarizes the data together. Every month, quarter, and year, and every industry’s revenue is made.
There are even periodic comparisons. "Is this what you thought of?" Lei Wen pointed to the fan diagram.
Fiona was happy that Raven could discover her creativity, and her tone rose slightly: "Yes, this is what I thought of after seeing the map mapping method you invented."
For Raven, this was really a surprise. Unexpectedly, Fiona could have come up with this way without her own guidance.
In fact, Lei Wen is not unaware of the benefits of charts, and he also knows that the accounting methods in this era are still quite rough.
But the problem is that Lei Wen has a very limited understanding of accounting, and only knows the reason, but not the reason.
After all, after traveling through time, there is only the eyes of truth accompanying you, and there is no other ability to do everything.
Lei Wen also understands one truth.
As long as a system can continue to run, don't interfere randomly, otherwise the result may be counterproductive.
Made from Fiona, the meaning is completely different.
She created this better statistical method based on actual needs, and is a fundamental tree rooted in this world and has a foundation.
The significance of this is self-evident.
Fiona really has a genius talent in this regard.
"Let's go back and write a book about this method, and I'll release it for you." Retracting your gaze, Lei Wen said: "Now, keep talking."
Distribute the book!
This is a treatment that only a great scholar can receive.
Fiona was very excited, and like grandpa, Old Gordon, she pushed her glasses and said in a very energetic way:
"Earl, from an economic perspective, in the past two years..."
Looking at the document and cooperating with Fiona's explanation, Lei Wen gradually gained a clear understanding of the current development of the territory.
According to Lei Wen's idea of "building Xuefeng Town into an industrial town" before leaving, two factories were built in Xuefeng Town in a row, and a separate area was drawn up, collectively known as the "rust area".
After these two factories were completed, one took over the canning that was originally integrated into the mirror factory, and the other took over the riverside factory that was originally located next to Xiongying Town and by the Jinsha River.
Now the four major factories are responsible for forging, mirror production, canning production, and Angel Tears series production.
In addition to the forging factory, the profits were always low due to the inflow of weapons and equipment caused by Raven's capture of Aivor; the other three factories were continuously providing profits to the Griffith family.
Together, it can bring profits of 310,000-370,000 gold coins every year.
In addition, the news that Raven captured Aivor and the recent enthronement of Earl greatly stimulated the tourism industry in Eagle City.
The graduates of Griffith Comprehensive College have a stable destination, which has attracted great attention from merchants and little nobles from all over the country, allowing many merchants to settle down locally and start industries.
Some suppliers upstream of the commercial chain simply moved their respective factories to the rust area.
Moreover, after Nancy defeated the horse thieves and pirate coalition, she received about 60,000 serfs. These people are now gradually integrating into various territories, which greatly improves the overall economic vitality of the Griffith family.
In addition to entertainment facilities including Crystal Palace, Ballet Hall, Wallace Hotel, Grand Arena, etc., in terms of taxation, it can receive about 57,000-63,000 gold coins each year.
Although the seasonal differences are quite large, they are generally stable, and according to the trend in recent years, they are still growing at a rate of about 11% each year.
In other words, the total income of Leiwen Territory is between 370,000 and 430,000 gold coins a year. Although it is a little different than that of the traditional earl, there is still plenty of room for growth.
Listening Fiona's report, a strange smile appeared on Raven's face.
Generally speaking, the income of a noble family should account for at least 70% of the tax revenue, and in some families it may even account for 90%, but on Griffith's side, there is an inverted resentment.
It can only be said that no business is rich.
With the income of Eagle City in recent years, the gold coins plundered after capturing Aivor, and the goal of 1 million gold coins brought back by Lei Wen from the capital has long been achieved. Now, Lei Wen has the gold coins alone, which is as high as 3.4768 million.
What is the next goal? 10 million?
It seems that it will indeed feel a little accomplished if you save an imperial-level war compensation independently.
There was a voice gradually disappearing in his ears, Lei Wen stopped thinking and looked up and said, "Continue."
"Okay, Count." Fiona swallowed, "The next is the military..."
Rai Wen has always been the one who has been the strictest in the army, so he understands most of the situation.
The core of Fiona's report is the homeless children who moved from the wall of sighs three years ago.
At that time, preliminary statistics were found that the number of people was more than 5,600. After a careful count, the actual number reached 7,729, all of which were boys aged 10-16.
A small number of young people were adopted by local families; older people entered orphanages and received unified teaching and training.
Maybe it was genetic factors. Most of these children had good physiques and were eager to repay Lei Wen, so they were the main body and formed the 3rd Legion of the Eagle Army a year and a half ago.
Now, the number of soldiers in Lei Wen's hands has expanded to 3 legions and about 17,000, which is basically worthy of the power of an earl.
"Yes, very good." Lei Wen knocked on the table and asked the most core question of this meeting:
"Simon is missing, what's going on?"
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Nord Province, Hippok County, Binzimann.
Zhouzi Fort, underground cell.
The harsh and loud whip echoed in the narrow cell, and the dancing shadows shone on the stone wall like poisonous snakes.
But there were a few mice covered in blood on their hair lying in the corner, completely feeling unconscious about these, but instead staring at the center of the cell with green bean-like eyes open.
There was a rough oak seat there, and its originally white color turned dark under the soaking of countless blood.
Above was sitting a naked man, his wrists and ankles were firmly locked by shackles made of magic steel.
The chest, shoulders, and arms are fresh scars that are rolling up blood and flesh, and you can also see the old wounds overlapping under the wound.
The black skin that was whipped is the scar left by the soldering iron; the flat skin section is the mark carved by the sharp blade; the thick skin like a candle melted on half of the leg is a commemoration given by strong acid and flames.
The nails on the hands and feet have long disappeared, and the damaged pieces of meat can still be seen on the forearm.
These punishments have been intermittent and lasted for nearly 10 months.
Not human form is not a description, but a concrete description.
No one can withstand such torture.
But this man seemed to be not made of flesh and blood. Even though he was whipped to death, his old wounds were cracked and his blood was shattered. His eyes hidden under his messy long hair still had a little unextinguished spark. "The conditions are very simple, right? I'll let you go alive, you just need to promise me and not involve me." Xiao Feixi panted, grabbed Simon's neck and made him look directly at him:
"Do you just want to die so much?!"
Simon's lips trembled slightly, and a sarcastic and provocative smile appeared. "Fuck." Hehen shook Simon's face aside, Xiao Peeled the whip and turned around and walked out of the cage.
The guards of two cells, one tall and one short at the door, looked at each other, and at the same time, pouted their mouths and walked into the cell.
The tall man cleaned Simon's wounds with a basin and a cotton cloth:
"If you want me, you might as well agree to the adults directly and go out early, so you can save so much trouble!"
"Don't persuade him. If you could persuade him, he wouldn't be here long ago." The short man took a bowl of candy water and handed it to Simon's mouth, watching him drink it little by little:
"Others can endure for 3 days, but he has been on and off for 10 months, a tough guy."
"This kind of person is important to do what he says. Otherwise, how could a little skinned adult be willing to let him go as long as he promises?"
The tall man did not refute. After the cotton cloth was thrown into the water, you could clearly see the granules of meat shattered by the whip, which was already the lightest torture that Simon had ever experienced:
"But I don't understand. Since the little skinned master wants to let him go, why do you have to beat him?"
"Lei Wen is back." said the short man.
The tall man stood up and whispered, "Small voice, you don't want to die? The little skinned man said, don't let us reveal any external news to him!"
"Do you think everyone is as stupid as you?" The short man clamped him with his eyelids: "I haven't been sentenced for two or three months, but I have only been getting frequent in recent days."
As he said that, he pointed at Simon with his chin: "I just heard Lei Wen, and there was no reaction at all, which is enough to explain."
The tall man looked at Simon, scratched his head, and sighed in a low voice:
"I really don't understand, then what did the little skinned man grab him?"
At the same time, Xiao Baisai, who walked out of the dungeon, stood on the wall of the eldest son's castle, staring at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and washing the blood on his hands with the snow on the wall.
The squeaking footsteps sounded, and a man stood beside Xiaoskin.
At this time, the only one who dares to take the initiative to get close to Xiaoskin's skin was his uncle, Sir Nofen:
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"Actually you don't have to be afraid of Lei Wen..."
"Who said I was afraid of Lei Wen!?" Xiao Baixi turned his head, staring at Nofen with his eyes tightly, and his eyes were still twitching.
Forcibly pulled a smile without a smile, the little skinned fingers loosened and stiff:
"Uncle, you came to me to just say these unsavory words?"
"What I want now is clear suggestions and methods."
Naofen was silent.
"Ha, now I have nothing to say!" Xiao Baixi sneered and leaned against the city wall: "I caught Simon at the beginning to bring him closer to the old thing Anthony, and add an extra handful of ashes to Raven's grave."
"As a result, who would have thought that Raven, the damn little bee, could fly out of the Abyss Prison and make him an Earl."
"I wanted to kill Simon at that time. You stopped me. How nice you said at that time."
"Now you have nothing to say!"
"Raven is back, Anthony does not. Tyrone wants to take care of Ever's affairs. The next governor is probably Raven. Simon is holding this hot potato in his hand. It's not OK to hand it over, and it's even more impossible not to hand it over."
"I'm not afraid of Raven, but what will happen in the future if offends such a neighbor and the next governor?"
Naofen's expression was a little complicated, and he also had a little complaint in his heart.
Nofen had strongly opposed the plan to arrest Simon, but he was just peeling his skin and insisting on his own. He didn't listen. Now he is still blamed.
Until now, Nofen didn't think it was a bad idea not to kill Simon.
Simon was a follower who made his fortune with Lei Wen after all, and was one of the first knights that Lei Wen personally enthroned. His significance to Lei Wen and to the faction of Griffith are extraordinary.
Hold it in your hand as a bargaining chip.
It was just that Nofen misjudged Raven's influence. He did not expect that Raven would have such a great momentum after returning to Nord. It could almost be said to be competing with the old Earl Slater family—
Even better.
After sorting out his thoughts, Nofen said, "Don't worry too much. Even if Lei Wen becomes an earl, he will still be a noble under the imperial order and has no dependent relationship with our Binziman family."
"Although Simon is in our hands, he has no direct evidence."
"On the contrary, a knight like Simon, who has great military achievements, is his core team. If he can't find anyone, he will be anxious."
"So, we just need to wait slowly and wait until Lei Wen can't help but contact Lei Wen, and he will definitely be grateful to us at that time."
Hearing this, Xiao Feixi just smiled bitterly, walked to Nofen and helped him tighten the cloak on his shoulders: "Uncle, I know why my grandfather chose John to inherit the title of the Luke family, but did not choose you." "The premise is correct, the process is correct, how did you come to that conclusion in the end?"
Before Nofen answered, Xiao Feixi turned back: "You are even more abusive than John."
"It would be great if the noble relationship was as simple as you thought."
"Did I say something wrong?" Nofen frowned:
"It's really not possible. I'll come forward, he still owes John a favor."
"And this is already a pessimistic estimate. Lei Wen may not know that we did it!"
Xiao Baipi rolled his eyes and sighed speechlessly.
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"I'm not too brave." Lei Wen snorted.
Just just heard Fiona tell the story, and asked Jenny about the details before and after Simon disappeared. In addition to the news of staying in the Fengwang army in the Eagle City, the answer was consistent with Lei Wen's guess.
It's indeed a small skinning.
Fiona patted Jenny on the shoulder and said softly: "Don't worry, Lord Earl is back, and Simon will come back too."
Jenny is only 26 years old this year, one year younger than Nancy, but now she is so haggard that she looks a little out of shape.
The skin is dull, the eyes are red and swollen, the needle pattern on the middle of the eyebrows is solidified but not dissipated, and there are two red and swelling on the cheeks that are almost uncoverable after tears.
Nancy's death was a particularly huge blow to her. Her first half of her life was to live for Nancy.
After that, Simon became her trust.
His tenderness, his carefulness, and his loyalty gradually revived Jenny's dead heart, and his family also gave Jenny a lot of warmth that she had never experienced before.
Originally, the two were about to wait for Lei Wen to come back and get married under his auspices. Unexpectedly, Simon suddenly disappeared, and it is likely that he still fell into the hands of Little Skin, known for his cruelty.
But she did not forget her identity.
With a wet handkerchief, Jenny sniffed and stared at Lei Wen, saying: "Sir, please don't worry too much about Simon."
"Yes..." Fiona subconsciously wanted to comfort Jenny, but after reacting, she was stunned and looked at Jenny in confusion.
"It is Simon's honor to be loyal to you." Jenny continued in a calm tone:
"Now, you have just become the count, and any excessive actions will become the target of the enemy's attack."
"Little skin, just a viscount. You don't need to, and you should not negotiate terms with him under the premise of being provoked. This will only damage you and damage the majesty of the Griffith family."
"So..."
Jenny bit her lips tightly, took a deep breath, and then said:
"So, just pretend that Simon is dead!"
"Since you are promoted to count and return to your hometown, what you have to do is celebrate, share the credit, and reward, rather than putting your thoughts on a dead person.
This will also be what the lady wants to see."
Fiona looked at Jenny in surprise. She couldn't believe that Jenny, who was usually gentle, could say such a decisive thing:
"But what do you do?"
Jenny didn't speak, but her expression said it all.
Her feelings are not important in the interests of the Griffith family.
"Well..." Lei Wen nodded: "You make sense."
"Fiona, start preparing."
"In 10 days, the celebration party will be held on time."
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(This chapter ends)