diymy #210 - Keep up with the pace of Sheng Sun
#210 - Keep up with the pace of Sheng Sun
Beside the rushing river, narrow sailboats and large cargo ships were crowded in the harbor.
In the azure sky, pale sunlight fell equally on the shoulders and heads of every passerby.
The winter wind, with its chill diminished by the sunlight, wantonly blowing the wooden sign of a headless mermaid beside the roadside tavern.
Between the swaying signs were ropes and festive colorful flags suspended above the street, in preparation for the Midwinter Market in early December and the Winter Solstice Festival at the end of December.
Beneath the net-like crisscrossing of triangular colorful flags were merchants and commoners passing by in twos and threes.
People from Noen wearing thick fur hats, Fran people with flowers adorning their hair, nobles in tall hats, laborers in brimless caps – the stream of people flowed like threads, weaving through the loom formed by the streets.
The sun was blazing, stinging people's backs with heat and itching; as soon as they took off their clothes, the cold wind rose again, making pedestrians sneeze repeatedly.
The porters, however, did not have this trouble. They had been working all morning, covered in sweat, wearing only the simplest long-sleeved linen shirts, with at most a coarse woolen vest.
The resting dockworkers gathered by the trestle road, sitting on the ground, rolling up their sleeves to reveal their sturdy, glistening muscles, eating black bread softened with water.
An older worker sat on a wooden barrel with his legs apart, surrounded by dozens of similar porters, gnawing bread while attentively listening to the story the old worker had heard at the tavern last night.
This was their only entertainment during their lunch break.
"...Knowing that the vicious parish bishop Durdafu wanted to escape, Holy grandson Horn ambushed him by the river in advance. At that time, Durdafu was surrounded by three hundred armored soldiers, while Holy grandson Horn had only the Holy maiden by his side."
"How could the power of Holy grandson be resisted by that devil? Holy grandson shook his body, and as the holy aura arose, the armored soldiers bowed down, but there were still hundreds of devil imposters stubbornly resisting..."
"So Holy grandson let the Holy maiden Jeanne to kill the soldiers disguised as devils, while he himself fought bravely with Durdafu, who had revealed his original devil form. This was the Holy father descending to the world God's eye blood covering the clouds spreading heroic spirit, that was the devil appearing fake bishop dark sword igniting heavenly devil flame..."
"Fight!"
"The two were peerless in swordsmanship, each move exquisite to the slightest detail. The earth shook and the mountains swayed, even the avenue beside the road was obliterated..."
While the laborers were still listening attentively, they didn't notice three merchants in gray cloaks, with hoods covering half of their faces, standing beside them.
"These stories are spreading widely," Catherine's voice was devoid of emotion.
Mitnie chuckled and said, "After all, this is a hot topic right now. After the appearance of the Demon Emperor Hoss the next day, discussions about the Salvation Army and the Blue Blood Monastery can be heard in the taverns almost every day."
Sisi said a little embarrassedly: "I originally just wanted to rectify the name of the Salvation Army, but I didn't expect them to spread it more and more outrageous."
Since the Blue Blood Monastery incident was revealed, people's curiosity about the short hair or Salvation Army reached a peak.
In the past, people only regarded the existence of the Salvation Army or short hair as a rebellious party that had nothing to do with them, but now this situation has changed.
They began to wonder what the Salvation Army had done, and were curious about the legendary experience of the short hair killing the duke.
At this juncture, a short story called 《圣孙远征记》(《圣孙远征记》: The chronicle of the holy grandson's expedition) became popular. At first, it was just a summary of the Salvation Army's deeds by individual bards.
Later, with the layers of processing by acrobats, clowns, and tavern guests, it became this collection of stories with ups and downs and interesting and popular language.
Unlike the demon hunter story collection published by the demon hunters, this kind of story can be regarded as opening up a new blue ocean of farmers' wisdom fighting priests and knights plots.
Most of the story collection protagonists in this era are demon hunters, knights, and priests, and civilians often only play the role of lowly servants and stupid and ridiculous jokes in the story.
But in this 《圣孙远征记》(《圣孙远征记》: The chronicle of the holy grandson's expedition), the knights and priests have become clowns, and ordinary peasants and small citizens have become the wise and just side.
Now the sense of substitution is full.
Catherine was also very curious about the legendary Holy grandson. This curiosity arose from her knowledge of Horn's killing of the Duke and the maxim after "killing all injustices to achieve peace".
This curiosity reached its peak after Sisi brought Horn's letter.
That letter did leave a deep impression on Catherine. It can't even be said to be a deep impression, but it can be said to have opened the door to a new world.
She sometimes even dreams about the content of the letter.
"...After the low-priced grain and massive precious metals from overseas enter the empire market through trade, with the increase in population, there is a local imbalance in the production of agricultural products and commodities..."
"...I call this economic change the 'price revolution', and under the influence of the price revolution, gold and silver depreciate and prices soar..."
"The first to be damaged are the feudal landlords who collect monetary rent. Prices are soaring, and what they sign is fixed fixed amount landlord, and the actual income seems to be unchanged, but it is reduced due to currency depreciation and falls into poverty and bankruptcy..."
"The second to be damaged are the hired laborers in urban and rural areas. Due to the existence of supernatural power, the lord can only care about the interests of the employer and issue the 《劳工法》(《劳工法》: Labor law) to limit the wages of laborers, so that the increase in wages cannot keep up with the increase in prices..."
"Similarly, with the development of the commodity economy, material life is becoming more and more abundant, and all classes in the empire are beginning to change their previous pessimistic attitude towards reality and begin to pursue secularism..."
"Under this appearance, in terms of class, farmers are at the bottom, and in terms of region, Qianhe Valley people are at the bottom..."
"...Everyone thinks that the Qianhe Valley people are useless, finished, and will never be able to hold their heads up again, but only I tell you, it's stable..."
"... Qianhe Valley is the weakest link in the strong rule of the church. It is the worst, and it is also the most promising. No one is more desperate than the Qianhe Valley people.."
"...Abolish the three-class peasant system so that peasants can become the owners of the land, and they will have the motivation to carry out land improvement..."
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"...Absorb the surplus of labor refugees into the urban handicraft system, and protect the commercial potential of Qianhe Valley through tariff protection and the abolition of private tax cards..."
"...From whom can such a clear rebellion plan be heard, keep up with my rhythm..."
Thinking of the words in this letter, Catherine smiled.
I heard that this Holy grandson is self-taught. I don't know whether these interesting words and words are unintentional or intentional.
"How is the talk with the church going?" Without continuing to listen to the stories these laborers were telling, Catherine slowly walked towards the blockhouse in Rapid Current City.
Mitnie whispered: "We have reached an agreement with those low-level monks and priests. As long as the plan in three days goes smoothly, we will be able to bypass the Rapid Current City parish bishop and bring the entire Rapid Current City into our hands."
"What about the city guard?"
" Carl has been handling it recently, and only a few are still stubbornly resisting."
"Speaking of which, Carl still doesn't want us to cooperate with the Salvation Army?" Sisi brushed the long hair behind her ear and asked.
Mitnie spread his hands helplessly: "What else can I say? He can't get over the hurdle of Duke Kush, after all, their three generations are..."
"He can hardly be called the Duke of the Kush people," Catherine cursed in a low voice without concealment, "When he brought the Kush people here, it was to avoid the wine that turned the Kush people into vampires, but he did the opposite and turned us into the church's wine."
"Alas." Mitnie sighed softly, "No matter what he thinks, after the death of Duke Kush, we do need to cooperate with the Salvation Army."
After all, Rapid Current City is not far from Jeanne d'Arc Fort. The Shelley City of the Brago Monastery, Rapid Current City where Catherine is located, and Jeanne d'Arc Fort can just keep watch and help each other and support each other.
Originally, Catherine was going to cooperate with Duke Dane, because of this geographical condition.
But now, if the Salvation Army can replace the position of Duke Kush and occupy Jeanne d'Arc Fort, there is no problem with cooperation between the two parties.
Ignoring Mitnie's sigh, Catherine turned to look at Sisi: "Are you sure that Holy grandson can rise up in three months?"
"I guarantee with my life." Sisi stopped, the lines on her face were so hard for the first time, "If you walk the road of blood and sweat with us, you will know that my judgment will never be false."
"Okay." Catherine nodded, "I will write him a letter. You take a rest and go to Jeanne d'Arc Fort again in two days and secretly pass the letter to him."
"Happy to serve you."