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Chapter 868 Rebellion!Destroy those icons! (23D explosion update [-])

Even if he is yelled at by the king, even if he will be called a "beggar" from now on, even if it will affect the entire Netherlands, and be ridiculed by the nobles of the whole continent for hundreds of years as a "beggar"...

After the archbishop came forward and mediated solemnly and kindly, the king finally issued a new edict out of his belief in the Lord of Radiance, out of respect for the Holy See, and out of compassion and compassion for the people of the Netherlands:
Dutch ships are allowed to berth at Kingdom ports.However, it is necessary to apply for a permit in advance, one permit for one boat, and mixed use is not allowed;

Merchants entering Hong Kong are not allowed to trade at will, and can only trade with designated merchants at designated exchanges and during designated time periods;

Slightly reduce the export duty on wool, but only businessmen who purchase national bonds—newly issued national bonds this year—reach a certain amount can enjoy preferential tax rates...

All kinds of people, in a word, can be regarded as raising their hands, but...it is still very uncomfortable.

It can only be said that it is better than nothing.As long as industry and commerce are allowed to turn, even if they turn slowly and full of obstacles, there is hope.

Industry and commerce complement each other.Only by moving and turning, from materials to money, and then from money to materials, can the two industries survive.Without living water, there is death!
Correspondingly, the Archbishop, on behalf of the Church of the Kingdom, agreed to temporarily suspend the search operation of the Black Knights of the Tribunal.Correspondingly, let the Netherlanders check their own inventory, destroy collections and materials, expel heathen hired workers, and cut off contact with heathen merchants...

After the buffer period is over, the referee will conduct a general survey. If there is no major problem, it can be let go.

It seems that it is indeed a lot gentler, and it has also made a lot of concessions.

Therefore, the nobles of the Netherlands can only hold their breath in their stomachs, and respectfully thank the Lord of Radiance, the Holy Grace, for the kindness of the Holy See, and for the grace of the king.After thanking you, the king issued an edict again:

In view of the fact that the Netherlands is too far away from the capital of the king, the king could not listen to the demands of the people of the Netherlands in time, so he sent a governor to rule the Netherlands on behalf of the king—

what?
Who do you want to send?

This is a big matter, the great, wise, and benevolent king needs to study and study carefully before he can determine the candidate.After all, to let the glory of the kingdom shine on the Netherlands, this candidate must be carefully decided!

The nobles of the Netherlands returned to their territory with trepidation.The order after order was promulgated, arousing small cheers and big sighs behind the scenes.How will the king decide on the candidate for the governor?

Obviously, according to the character of the current king, he will probably choose the one who has the best relationship with him, the one who gives the most gifts, and the one who is most comfortable shooting his horses...

just wait.The governor elected in this way will definitely try his best to recoup the cost after he takes office, among other things!

Before that, the whole of the Netherlands was forcibly extended, and the production machines were roaring to life.

"Ugh……"

Old Curry squatted at the door of his workshop, knocked his pipe on the bluestone steps, and sighed sadly.

He is a carpet factory owner in Flanders, a major wool spinning town in the Netherlands. He is 52 years old this year.There are four workers employed in the workshop, two weavers and two weavers.

Together with himself, three sons, daughter-in-law and grandson, the whole factory can produce more than a hundred blankets throughout the year.

——And among these carpets and tapestries, the theme of the best and most precious one must be to praise the glory of the Lord of Radiance.

With his three sons, Mr. Curry draws and weaves by hand, and none of the other daughters-in-law, grandsons, or hired workers are allowed to intervene.After weaving, respectfully, consecrate it to the largest church in Flanders.

Not a cent.

This habit lasted more than 30 years.From his father to his own hands, every year.

However, this year, Old Curry's blanket workshop suffered an unprecedented blow.

"Hey, old Curry, when will the delivery be delivered?"

Jingling and ringing, a mule cart slowly swayed to the door of the workshop.A young man in his twenties jumped out of the mule cart. His woolen coat was clean and tidy, but the cuffs were worn a little white, and the style was not new this year.

He carefully walked around a puddle of stagnant water, bowed slightly in front of Old Keli, and smiled before saying anything:

"Can I deliver it tomorrow? How many pieces can I deliver? ——The ship will leave the port the day after tomorrow, and it must be delivered to the ship at the latest tomorrow evening!"

"Ugh……"

Old Curry sighed again.He propped himself up on his knees, stood up with difficulty, and guided the young man in.From the gate of the workshop, more than a dozen carpet looms were placed side by side against the wall.

The blanket above is brightly colored and has exquisite patterns.Basically, the general pattern has been revealed, and the progress is either one-third, half-way, or close to completion.

Just looking at these machines and the blanket workshop in front of them, the business is obviously good.But look at the manpower—only half of the looms are busy with people!

Trembling and trembling, old Curry led the young man through the production workshop to the warehouse, holding on to his stiff and sore waist from sitting for a long time in weaving.The warehouse was empty, save for a dozen or so rolls of blankets hanging on shelves and covered under dense coarse cloth.

"Just so much?"

The young man glanced at him, and his face darkened instantly.A dozen rolls—even if they are the best stuff, the selling price of a dozen rolls of blankets is less than one-third of their annual purchases in this store!
"Old Curry, don't hide the good things." The young man rushed forward, lifted a piece of coarse cloth, took a quick look, then lifted another piece of coarse cloth, and took another look.The more you swipe, the tighter your brows become, and the more you swipe, the uglier your face looks:
"Our family has been doing business with you for many years. If you have good things, please remember to leave us some! We only have this little product, and we can't even pay for the shipping fee for a trip! We made a deposit a few years ago. !"

"We also want to make more things..." Old Curry continued to sigh.With his waist supported, he led the young man to the warehouse next door.The thick, moisture-proof warehouse was empty, with only a few small bags of dyed wool standing alone on the long wooden racks.

"If the wool can't come in, there will be no spun wool; if there is no wool, the dyed wool used for weaving carpets will be even less available. Our workshop has been out of raw materials for a month!"

"..."

Young people also know this difficulty, and all the merchants who run the sea are aware of it. In fact, no one on the streets of Flanders who randomly arrests a child over the age of three knows about it.Since the king's New Deal came down, everyone has lost their good life.

"...During this period, the workshop could not be opened, and the workers' salaries had to be paid, and they had to feed and drink. Every day, they could only get in and out. The price of flour had increased by five times, and so had the price of salted fish. three times……"

And these workers are old workers who have been with the workshop for ten years, 20 years, or even father and son.If it is not a last resort, you will dismiss rashly and get a bad reputation in the industry, and your reputation will be ruined.

The young man added silently for him.Old Curry tied the mouth of the last sack of wool tightly, turned around, and looked at him eagerly:
"Have you got any new goods recently? - You can get half a ton of dyed wool. Next month, we will hand over fifteen blankets! No, twenty! I will take everyone to work day and night, and I will never miss your business !"

"I don't know... To be honest, the owner also mortgaged a house in order to go on this boat. This time, how much goods can be sold, how much can be bought, and how much money will be spent for management before returning. do not know……"

The young man let out a long sigh, settled the accounts with old Curry, and took away all the finished blankets.The mule cart was fully loaded with goods, rattled, and headed for the port wharf.Alas, it doesn't matter if you don't have any fish or shrimp, if you have something to sell, you can expect to get your money back...

And old Curry carefully locked the gold coins into the money box, picked two more and put them in the purse, called a taxi, and swayed to the settlement of wool-combing, dyeing and finishing, and thread-spinning craftsmen.Bless the Lord of Radiance, they must have new raw materials!

With ships coming in and out of the port, and new dyed wool, old Curry's blanket workshop creaked and creaked again.

Carpet thorners use special stabbing guns to pierce the wool behind the woven warp and weft threads, and then pull them out. Once in and out, patterns gradually appear on the loom;
The knitter’s ten fingers fluttered, and the woolen yarn was wound on two adjacent warp threads one by one, and then knotted at the back. , a square foot of carpet requires thousands of knots;
An experienced old weaver and a novice, hand weaving, can only weave one square meter of carpet in a month; with the bayonet method, at most, we can only weave two or three square meters in a month.

In the workshop, flowers, animals, characters and scenery are full of the blood and sweat of the weavers.

Weave, weave.A blanket, sold to the palace, can let the gentle steps of the ladies dance on it day and night;
A blanket, sold to the Holy City of Glory, can make the knees of priests kneel down to pray less painful;

A carefully woven blanket mixed with special silk thread was sold to the Kingdom of Kent. It is said that it can be processed into a flying carpet by those magicians!
None of this has anything to do with Old Curry.All he knew was that a blanket sold to a sea trader, after deducting various costs and salary, could cover half a month's expenses of his family.

And the passage for the family to climb up is slowly accumulated from these blankets.

Loom, loom, and another loom;
House, house, from renting a house, to buying a house, to buying a piece of land to build a workshop;
The eldest son is a textile worker, the second son is a textile worker, the second generation of the whole family is a textile worker, and the third generation.When it comes to the eldest son's smartest grandson, he can even be sent to church to study.

——If you are lucky, if you are favored by the priest, you may even become a glorious priest!
At that time, their family will be able to become masters!

By the way, I heard that a new governor is about to take office, and I don't know how much taxes will be raised by then.Before he takes office, he must knit as many blankets as possible, sell them as much as possible, and save more money——

"Everyone, work harder! Tonight, each person will add an extra spoonful of mutton!"

"Old Curry! Old Curry!"

Suddenly someone shouted outside.The sound of chaotic footsteps came in a hurry, and after a while, a familiar young man rushed into the workshop and grabbed Old Curry's arm:

"Hide the blanket!"

Old Curry's arm trembled, and his fingers fluttered behind the warp thread, and immediately tied a wrong knot.He looked at the person with a bit of gloom, but the young man who came to buy goods on a regular basis didn't have time to apologize, and his voice was hurried:

"The black knight is coming! Hide all your blankets, especially those special ones, and burn them if you can't hide them! Hide all the wool! It's still weaving, quickly unload it from the loom! I If you want to leave, you have to notify the next family, and you will leave Hong Kong tomorrow to avoid the limelight!"

Turn around and leave after speaking.Old Curry shivered, quickly raised his voice, and shouted at his son, daughter-in-law and workshop employees:
"What are you doing in a daze! Work quickly! Bata, Will, come with me!"

The family was in a hurry, unloading and hiding blankets and wool.Just two days after hiding, the iron boots of the black rider broke through the door of the workshop:

"Someone reported that your workshop is producing things for heretics?"

The leader was a knight in black clothes and black armor. His face was hidden in the helmet and visor, so he couldn't see what he looked like.He pressed the sword with one hand, looked around, and waved it casually:
"Search!"

"Search carefully, bit by bit! Don't let go of the warehouse walls, secret rooms, cellars, and roofs!"

The knights of the referee, together with the guards, thugs, and various people they brought, scattered and dug three feet into the ground.Trembling, old Curry stepped forward to please Siqian, but was mercilessly shoved onto the loom stand by a guard:
"Go away! We are here to protect the glory of the Lord! Don't stain us with dirty money!"

After a search, the blankets hidden on the beams of the house and the woolen bags hidden under the mattress were found out one after another.Immediately, the chains jingled, and old Curry, his wife, three sons, three daughters-in-law, the whole family, and four hired workers were all locked out——

"Let go of me! Let me go! I have always believed in the Lord of Radiance devoutly! In the cathedral, there are blankets from our workshop every year! My grandson is studying with Father Rude in the cathedral—"

Torture, interrogation, blackmail.When the family managed to save their lives and were released with their half-disabled bodies, the house, workshop, loom, and everything else fell into someone else's name.

"I was wronged...I was wronged..." Old Curry limped one leg, and there were a large number of burn marks on his face, which was hideous and terrifying.He gritted his teeth, leaned on a cane, and moved towards the cathedral step by step:

"I want to see my grandson...I want to see Father Rude, I want to see the bishop...I want to appeal..."

"You'd better not go." On the way, a 30-year-old neighbor stopped him with pity on his face. "Your grandson..."

He quietly took old Curry to his home.Stepping into a side room, half-worn sheets wrapped in a ball of slightly raised things, silently.

When it was opened, the traces on the small body were horrible.

Old Curry exploded at once.

"My weaving workshop...my grandson...the glorious lord of the dog...my whole family has believed in you for so many years!"

He took to the streets.His son, the hired hand, followed into the streets.

From every house, every workshop in Flanders, every farm in the suburbs, every farmhouse and barn, angry handicraftsmen, small businessmen and small workshop owners took to the streets in mighty torrents:
"Destroy those churches!"

"Burn those monasteries!"

"Destroy those icons!"

"Glorious Holy See, get out of the Netherlands!"

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