Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 42 Newspapers
The wooden blocks shattered, and sword shadows clustered together.

The snow-white steel blade fell from mid-air, turning into a floating swallow, and the powerful limbs set off a light wind, reaching the side of the throat, causing a biting coolness on the side of the spine.

Since the last experiment, Ivan has been adapting to the new body in the Dorian family commissioner for a while.

Not only [Wizard's Hand], but also [Reaction Muscle].

Lord Dorian was not very satisfied with Ivan.

Not only because he didn't come to the Epiphany, but also because he was getting less and less concerned about family affairs.

Fort Luz-Pitter has two important festivals in January, the Chinese New Year and the Epiphany.

There is nothing to say about the Spring Festival.

It was originally a festival for barbarians to express their respect for spring, and it also has historical allusions in it.

In the first spring when the Germans defeated the Roman Empire, a large number of men and women stood on the embankment and danced shirtless, and then released some small animals into the forest, which was a bit of a show of strength.

It has been passed down to the present, only the animals are released, and the residents go home to drink some radish tea.

Epiphany has always been a major event of Christianity and Protestantism. Its origin is to commemorate the three times that Jesus showed his divinity to the world.

The missionary will arrange a seat for everyone present.

Seating has a lot to do with personal status, so all families are dressed up to attend.

Knowing that he and that Baron Robespierre were fighting non-stop, he still acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and didn't even come up with an idea.

The battle between the Dorian family and the Dumont family has reached the point of life and death.

One of them represents local business forces, and the other represents overseas trade interests.

One represents the local nobles, and the other represents the royal power.

The contradictions are almost irreconcilable.

In addition to the Marquis of Condorcet with special status, other noble clans also brought more smoke to this war.

There is no need to distinguish between right and wrong to provoke confrontation, just like Baron Dorian proposed to build a bell tower for the local church, while Baron Robespierre proposed to build it on the Protestant side.

Because the Protestant church is on Center Street, the bells can be heard by the whole city.

But in this way, the arrogance of Protestantism will become even more insane.

Baron Robespierre also suggested to reduce the purchase of overseas goods and instead purchase from Prussia, which has a good handicraft industry, so as not to increase the power of hostility.

Prussia is only a hundred miles away in Ludzpittburg.

If we really want to fight, we may not know who is more dangerous.

They refused to accept anyone, and the city hall, which was supposed to sit down and discuss, lost its function and almost turned into a vegetable market.

Only one resolution was adopted.

It is to levy taxes on the middle and lower classes to offset the losses caused by the palace tax reform.

Not only Luzpittburg, but also many other cities.

Baron Dorian walked towards the grass of the manor, still muttering: "Damn Robespierre is always against me, and Ivan, a brat, won't give me any advice. Be sure to tell him well."

The boots stepped on the grass, and the generous face was stunned for a moment.

"Son. Son"

Lord Dorian stopped, swallowing what he wanted to say.

There was only one intact straw man target left in that clearing, and the others either became pieces of wood and straw flying around, or were neatly cut in half, leaving only the intact humanoid smiling face dangling on the ground.

Ivan shook the palm of his hand indifferently, and then put the sword back into its sheath with his left hand.

"Son, when did you become so powerful?"

Baron Dorian smacked his tongue and said, looking at these torn targets, there was actually a trace of fear in his heart.

Ivan said to himself: "Do you think that the Lord in Christianity is real? Human beings have sinned since their ancestors because they did not obey the laws of God, and they have suffered and died in sin. Only the belief in the Trinity God , through Jesus Christ, to be saved."

"The monks say that Christ is omnipotent, but I don't think it exists."

Lord Dorian was a little confused.

He didn't know what his son was doing.

Like those who do Roman art?
became an atheist,
Baron Dorian raised his head and looked into his child's eyes. He had slanted and straight eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, and an indifferent smile on the corners of his lips, revealing some white teeth.

He was still so handsome between his eyebrows and eyes, but the lines on his face had become much colder.

"Son, I know that you young people will have a lot of ideas, what about Michelangelo, or Amekides, etc. Although you have become an atheist heretic, you are still my son."

"Just please don't express your views publicly, so as not to have an adverse impact on the family."

"Also, Baron Robespierre has been fighting against your father. He has attracted some nobles who own local industries. Although our family has many better people, generally speaking, it is not as powerful as his. The right to speak. Is there anything you can do?"

"The right to speak."

Ivan sneered: "It's enough to find a way to kill him. Of course, I know that you have no plans to kill him. But the nobles are tied to each other by their interests and blood ties. Even if you win over, you can only get superficial flattery."

"what should I do?"

"You can try to run a newspaper."

"newspaper."

Baron Dorian knew about newspapers. He had a lot of newspapers in his hand, and recorded a lot of news about the palace, as well as interesting stories from overseas, but they were all published by newspapers in other cities.

"There are no newspapers in Fort Luz Pitt. If you are willing to be the first to eat crabs, it must be of great help to you—including the right to speak you want."

Baron Dorian was still a little confused: "Is there such a good thing that you can get the right to speak by running a newspaper?"

"Of course, having newspapers means a wider audience for information."

Ivan raised his brows: "Think about it, how many people will see a newspaper, and how many people will see your opinions on the newspaper. It is difficult for ordinary businessmen and citizens to have a firm stand. They often They don't know the facts, but they believe what they see."

"The newspapers are one of the few they can see." Ivan raised his finger and made a clear statement: "No one will let an ordinary person into the city hall, so when the time comes, they will believe whatever you write in the newspaper."

Lord Dorian understood that it was the usual gossip.

He rubbed his stomach: "But the citizens don't know anything, but the nobles know the truth of the matter. What's the use of just making the citizens make noise. The family needs to win over those nobles who have the right to speak."

"There is a saying that when you tell a lie too much, it becomes the truth."

"You think the power of the citizens is not enough, it's just that there are too few of them."

"What's more, the little nobles are nothing but fools."

Baron Dorian nodded: "You are right."

"I'm going to contact the printing office right now, and check to see if there are any bankrupt newspaper offices in nearby cities."

(End of this chapter)