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Chapter 513 Divine Might Like Prison
To get along well, to get along well, the more you are in the upper class, the more you have to learn one thing.

You can't save face, but you must save face!
This seems to be a paradox, but it is inseparable from it when socializing or doing business.

As long as you do it, there is nothing in this world that can make you feel ashamed in your heart, but if you dress yourself up as a moral saint on your face, then congratulations, you will be in every position in the world of fame and fortune.

Just like the exchange of interests between Endel and Zhou Mo in a few words, it is obviously an extremely explicit, non-human transaction.

But in the conversation, understatement, the meaning can be explicit, but the words can't be embarrassing, as if the two people have a deep friendship and are helping each other.

When Endel heard Zhou Mo's words, he was a little more satisfied with the newly promoted Platinum Duke, but his private affairs were successfully completed, but the official affairs of the Holy See have not yet been clarified.

"Your Excellency, the divine tax and the territorial tax are intertwined in this way, do you see?"

Endel bowed his body and lowered his head, his posture was very low, but the meaning in his words was that he was making progress.

Sudiwen, played by Zhou Mo, frowned slightly.

This attitude is naturally seen in Endel's eyes:

"Your Excellency, I think that if the tax burden of the territory is directly carried out through the channels of churches in various places, the territory of the Platinum Grand Duke will be directly tied to the Holy See of the Holy Sea God. I think this will be beneficial to your Excellency the Platinum Grand Duke!"

The words sound nice, as if they are thinking about Sardiwin, but the implication is that Endel understands, Zhou Mo understands, this is the request of the Holy See of the Holy Sea God!

"Since this is the case, it can only be like this!"

His expression faded, Sudiwen said this, then thought for a while, and said:
"God's grace is like the sea, it must be the most fair, isn't it, Endel?"

Endel lowered his head and frowned. This Platinum Duke is very difficult to deal with. Naturally, asking a question is nonsense. Endel can't give a negative answer to such a question.

But if he really agrees to it, he will leave something to talk about. If something happens in the future, today's words will be the reason for Su Diwen to attack.

Endel was naturally very clear about the virtues of the large and small churches under the Holy See. It can be said that something happened for sure, and it was a strange thing if nothing happened.

In fact, Ruiwen put Endel next to Sardivan to lay the groundwork for the possible contradictions and problems between the first noble territory and theocracy. To put it bluntly, Endel just wanted to wipe the ass of the clergy !
Therefore, Endel cannot simply agree to this.

Fortunately, being able to be seen by Ruiwen Nalong and entrusted with a heavy responsibility, Endel's own quick response and will be commendable.

"It's natural. God is naturally the most fair. Anyone who lives up to the grace of God will surely send down flames and burn them!"

This was Endel's way of coping. In vernacular terms, it was to tell the Platinum Duke that even if the clergy committed crimes, they still needed to be judged by the Holy See.

Zhou Mo smiled, then said nothing, and waved his hand, indicating that Endel could back down.

Endel exited Zhou Mo's room knowingly. The reason why he was so obedient was that he was still in the army, and he had already approached the bottom line of the Platinum Duke. Cut directly!

Seeing Endel go down, Zhou Mo finally showed a smile on his face.

"Next, my job is to wait, to wait for the ray of light that emerges from the darkest place!"

The castle of Grand Duke Platinum was quickly built after Zhou Mo continuously waged wars, deprived all those who resisted of their status as civilians, and made them slaves.

Under the square stones of the castle that could be immortal for thousands of years, the bones of at least [-] slaves were buried.

But when Zhou Mo was leaning on the reclining chair, accompanied by two beautiful maids, bathed in the sun, watching the vast and boundless scenery, and drinking fragrant milk tea, he felt that the world was actually very beautiful.

"This year's taxes, people should pay close attention to them. Except for the necessary expenses of the army and the castle, I will lock up all supplies, which will be of great use to me!"

The middle-aged butler stepped back silently.

Outside the castle, Endel was the quickest to learn of Zhou Mo's order.

"All supplies must be locked?" Endel frowned and asked the butler of the Platinum Duke's Castle.

The butler nodded expressionlessly, then took out an account book and said:

"This is the amount of wealth that should be confiscated to Platinum Castle this year according to His Excellency's statistics. Bishop Endel, please send it as soon as possible!"

Endel frowned even deeper. After taking the account book and looking through it a few times, he saw that the amount of God's Bronze Coins had been counted in single digits, and his whole heart collapsed!
"This is the account book that the Grand Duke took out. How did His Excellency calculate such an accurate amount?"

The housekeeper was still expressionless, but with body language, he spread his hands and said:

"The Grand Duke has been counting the number of civilian families in the territory, the area of ​​reclaimed land, and the per capita income since three months ago. These are all calculated by the Grand Duke himself. Don't worry, Platinum Castle deserves a copper coin. None of them can be missed, but the Grand Duke won’t take more than one copper coin if it doesn’t belong to the Platinum Castle!”

This kind of quota limit and the tax collection method that only looks at numbers is what Zhou Mo can think of. It can protect his own interests and at the same time indulge the freedom of the bottom people to the greatest extent!
Endel flipped through the account book quickly, and finally saw the total number, and shouted loudly:

"This is impossible. The tax burden that should belong to His Excellency is definitely not so much!"

The butler shook his head and said:

"No, that's the number. There can be no mistake. The Grand Duke led the financial staff in the castle to calculate it for three full days!"

Looking at the serious butler, Endel knew in his heart that this number might not be wrong, but after being exploited layer by layer by the lower-level staff, the number that can really be collected in his hands is not even half of the exact number!
The Holy See has discussed several times to establish a formal financial institution, but it was delayed because of the disagreement of the majority.

"Go back and tell your Grand Duke that this number is absolutely impossible. Maybe he is right, but he is unrealistic!"

The butler remained expressionless and said:
"Your Excellency said that if Bishop Endel said that, he would have to directly talk to the Holy Sea God. Noble property is sacred and inviolable. This is the promise of the Holy Sea God!"

Endel got up angrily and roared:
"Please tell Grand Duke Platinum that God's words must not be profaned. The Holy Sea God has never said this before!"

The butler shook his head and said:
"If God hadn't said this, then God's power should have descended at this time. God has not denied it. Bishop Endel, you have no right to question it!"

The scene froze.

Endel turned and went into the inner room, and connected with Riwen Naron.

"Your Highness, when did the Holy Sea God make such a promise? The Lord Platinum's intention to blaspheme the True God should be punished by the True God immediately!"

(End of this chapter)