There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

Domi's thoughts suddenly wandered away and he thought of a lot of things.

"Then we can go and suppress the rebellion ourselves. It might be fun."

Practice has proved that when traveling, it is not the hotels that are bad, but the bath centers that are more cost-effective.

Chapter 191: Selling Official Positions and Seigniorage

Chapter 191-190- Selling Official Positions and Seigniorage

Let's go together to quell the rebellion in a few years?

They were probably already of legal marriageable age by that time, so they were defining a new type of honeymoon, right? It was quite special, and I guess no one else could have done it except the two of them.

Xia couldn't help but chuckled and said, "As expected of you, but I still hope that day won't come."

"Of course I don't want that either, but if there really is a chance, I think it would be a good opportunity."

"A chance for what?"

"I can't really explain it, it's good for us."

"I just love to keep you in suspense~"

Just as the two were chatting leisurely on the balcony, there was a commotion in the banquet hall. Domi looked through the hollow gap in the door and saw that it was Simon's guard, holding a letter in his hand, and seemed very anxious.

The intelligence department is only responsible for non-real-time intelligence, such as agricultural harvests. Some real-time and urgent intelligence is delivered point-to-point by dedicated personnel. The current situation belongs to the latter.

When Simon opened the envelope and read it, his face suddenly changed, with a mixture of surprise and sadness.

Domi hurried back.

"what happened?"

Simon shook his head and just handed the envelope to Domi:

"See for yourself."

Domi took the envelope and glanced at it suspiciously, and then he became like Simon.

"Come with me, there are many people here, let's talk alone."

"Xia, I'll be right back."

"Ah? Yeah, okay. Then... I'll wait for you."

Following Simon into his study, both of them were standing, or had no desire to sit down.

"Trouble is brewing..."

At this time, Simon and Domi should be worried about the same thing, and they understood each other after just one look.

"His Majesty will probably convene a court meeting tomorrow. The treasury is emptying every moment and there is no time to lose."

Domi had a bitter smile on his face: "I was just talking about this with Xia, I didn't expect that the other party would accurately hit our pain point so quickly."

"It's impossible to say it's a coincidence. The spies in the country must be cleaned up. Can your Strategic Research Institute take care of them while we're at it?"

"The Strategic Research Institute is full of liars. You want them to catch spies? They're lucky they didn't get caught by spies."

"Okay... Duomi, in your opinion, now that the six Central Plains countries have collectively declared war on the Empire, what should we do to reverse the Empire's disadvantage?"

The six Central Plains countries united when the last barrier was about to be broken. It was purely because they suddenly realized the truth that if one's teeth are cold, they will perish, and they took this action hastily.

The letter just now also said that the people of Central Plains have begun to send joint troops to help defend Slampia thousands of miles away. The country’s army is not far from Slampia and will arrive tomorrow. It is unlikely that the Empire’s front-line army will be able to capture Slampia at this time.

After thinking for a while, Duomi said from the most observable angle possible:

“The military strength of the empire is definitely stronger than any three of the six nations combined, but that is when there is sufficient military spending. Without it, the empire’s military strength cannot be considered dominant.

This is the situation now, Lord Simon. The best situation right now is that the Empire can temporarily confront the United Army and not retreat. "

"What about the worst-case scenario?"

"We were forced to retreat on a large scale, abandoning at least half of the territory we had conquered and retreating to the rear. But this is not the end. You have to know that the countries we ruled are full of rebels. Yesterday, the Ministry of Finance allocated a large sum of money to suppress these rebels."

Speaking of this, Duomi's eyes became fearful:

"If the Central Plains people raise the banner of returning their freedom and independence at this time, the Empire's army will be caught in a dilemma, and it will become extremely difficult to transport anything from the rear. More troops will have to be allocated to prevent the rebels from robbing along the way."

The more Domi talked, the more he thought about. Before he knew it, he had figured out the main problems that needed to be solved in the current military field!

"Lord Simon, I guess the topic of tomorrow's court meeting will be how to raise more military funds in a short period of time!"

Simon is old, and he is a little confused by Domi's jumping thoughts:

"how you said that?"

“It’s very simple to break the impasse, just two words – make money!

As long as the money is in place, it will be easy to maintain the combat effectiveness of the front-line legions or suppress the rebellion within the new country. No matter how much the Central Plains people instigate, the resistance army will still not be able to make a difference under the constant suppression. "

Simon carefully thought about what Domi had just said, and then his eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again: "You're right! But... where should the money be deducted from?"

"It's embarrassing to say that the people have been exploited enough. I thought the war would soon be over and the people would no longer suffer. I didn't expect that now... Alas~"

Leaving Simon's study, and Simon locking himself in the room, Domi could imagine that he was probably scratching his head at the moment.

Making money is both easy and difficult, especially when it is done at the national level. In the eyes of the people, landlords and nobles, it is naked exploitation, deception and flesh-cutting!

Anyway, there is no benefit in any way, and the difficulty is extremely great.

Domi has some methods, referring to his past life experience, but he doesn't know whether they will be applicable in another planet, another country, or another national condition. If they are not applicable, he will become a sinner for all eternity.

Taking all factors into consideration, it is better to wait for others to come up with a 'native' method for reference.

Back in the banquet hall, Xia asked the reason immediately, and Domi told her everything truthfully.

"how so……"

"rest assured."

"The country is in danger, how can you let me feel at ease?"

"Because I will take action. Do you believe me, Xia? If nothing unexpected happens, I am sure I can extend the life of this empire for another five years."

"Of course I believe you, unconditionally, but..."

"Since you believe in me, then don't doubt it, okay? Go back and have a good sleep, don't let these trivial things affect you."

He took her cold little hand and left the banquet early like many guests, and got on the carriage back. Silence filled the carriage, and there was no words all the way. They didn't say "good night" to each other until they sent Shia back to the palace. .

Walking alone in the corridors of the palace, the moonlight spread but did not illuminate the way ahead for him, as if telling him - you have to find your own way.

"Yeah, I can't wait for others to come to me, I have to take the initiative."

He cast a wind magic and flew straight back to the bedroom. He pulled out a chair in front of the desk and sat down. He then took out a letter, a pen, and some ink from the drawer and started writing...

The next evening, Morey, who was far away in Blofeld Territory, received an expedited letter from the Royal City.

"A letter from that lord?"

Mei happened to see Morey taking the letter. She put the tea she had brought on the coffee table and leaned over. The distance between them was no more than half a meter, and they could even smell each other.

In the past, Morey would blush shyly, but now, like Domi, he is not interested in women. He did not react at all and just slowly opened the envelope:

"Yes, I guess there is something urgent that needs my attention.

Morey suddenly felt very tired, but since it was Domi's order, he had to do it even if he dragged his old and frail body.

Mei smiled slightly: "This just shows that the master trusts you, so don't let him down."

"That's natural."

In the envelope, Domi's general intention was to ask Morey to temporarily stop the expansion of the Chamber of Commerce and accumulate cash flow, but he did not say what the money would be used for. Anyway, just save it.

Morey guessed that Domi must have encountered something that urgently required money.

You know, with the Four Seasons Chamber of Commerce now having its claws spread all over the continent, hundreds and thousands of gold dragons and various currencies are coming in almost every minute and every second, and its ability to make money can be described as a bug.

If he really saves for two or three months as Domi said, then Morey will probably be able to free up at least 10 billion gold royals for Domi to squander.

After learning the request, Mei immediately started to do it, and Morey started to write a reply...

Morey received the letter in the evening. Now let's go back to this morning. Last night's events kept too many people in the palace awake. Now is the time to discuss this matter.

Between the thrones, all the civil and military officials and great nobles in the palace arrived on time. Even Domi participated in the event in his normal capacity as the Minister of Intelligence and Director of the Strategic Research Institute.

When Emperor Burton saw the tiny Domi standing among the group of civil servants, he was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, the queen sitting next to him explained everything to Domi in time.

During court meetings, the emperor's family would almost always appear, with the empress sitting on the side and his children standing on the other side, such as the third prince, the fourth princess and Xia.

The fat boy stood closest to the emperor, followed by Mikala, and Xia, the youngest, was at the edge.

Domi looked over and to be honest, they really didn't look like a family, especially the look on their faces. The fat boy was like the stupid son of a landlord, looking down on the ministers below with contempt, as if we owed him three or five million.

Mikala is like a little nagging woman, who thinks that God owes her everything and that nothing goes her way. When she sees Domi, she turns her head away with disdain.

It seems that Xia, who always remains aloof in front of outsiders, is the best choice.

Domi was extremely grateful at this moment that Sia's hair color was incompatible with this family.

Yes, he chose metaphysics between social humanities and genetics, and felt that hair color was the dominant factor that determined everything.

While he was still daydreaming, Emperor Burton finally spoke:

"I believe you all know that the six Central Plains countries have jointly declared war on us. If you don't know, please tell me and I can tell you again on the spot."

Of course no one would say that they don’t know, and even if they really don’t know, they wouldn’t say it.

"Very good, since you all know it, I won't waste any more words. Let's get straight to the point. There is only one theme for this court meeting, and that is how to make money."

Simon, who was standing at the front of the civil servant team, felt a pang in his heart. He didn't expect that even the emperor's thoughts were guessed by a little kid like Domi.

"The young are to be feared, the young are to be feared..."

"Prime Minister, did you say anything?" The Beast Prime Minister Fenrir pretended to be concerned.

"No, I was just talking to myself. Your Excellency the Prime Minister, don't worry about it."

……

"Please feel free to speak your mind. You can talk about any means to raise funds."

Finally, we had to face this topic, and then the scene fell into a mysterious awkwardness.

First of all, the military generals were directly excluded. Not only because the military generals really had no knowledge of this kind of thing, but also because most of the generals had gone to the front lines. Only a small group of people were left here to protect the royal city. They couldn't even brainstorm, so they simply shut up collectively.

Then there were the nobles. They wished that the emperor would stop pointing the finger at their family property and wanted to say something. In the end, they decided that it would be better to say less and make less mistakes, so as not to shoot themselves in the foot.

Finally, there are the civil servants who are responsible for providing advice and suggestions.

However, many civil servants have close ties with the nobles. What if they speak out and touch upon the interests of some nobles? So most civil servants kept silent.

The few civil servants who can speak 'freely' haven't figured it out yet.

Hence the current embarrassing situation.

The empty throne room only echoed with the thumping sound of Emperor Burton's fingers tapping the armrest of the throne again and again.

Then His Majesty finally lost his patience, clenched his fist and hit the armrest, sneering:

"Why, did I raise a bunch of freeloaders? When something serious happens, none of them even say a word? If that's the case, you all don't have to work anymore, just go back to your hometown and farm!"

The ministers shrank their necks out of fear, and suddenly felt a chill on their backs.

At this time, Fenrir came out, knelt on one knee in front of the throne, and stroked his chest with one hand:

"Your Majesty, I have something to say..."

"Okay, okay, prime minister, just say it. It doesn't matter if you are wrong."

Domi pricked up his ears. He also wanted to hear what tricks the prime minister could come up with so that he could use them as reference.

"Your Majesty, I think the existing official positions in the empire can be divided into more detailed categories, so that there will be more official positions available. Then, as long as these official positions are clearly priced, I think there will be a lot of people who will use real money to buy these nominal titles."

"This way, we can obtain a large amount of funds in a short period of time. This is great, but it won't last long. The Empire is now fighting a long-term war, and this amount of money is not enough."

But Fenrir was not out of ideas, and soon came up with another method:

"Reduction of government spending and collection of seigniorage."

Emperor Burton frowned. "I can understand the former, so I'll leave it to you and Simon to do. What about the latter? How do you do it specifically?"

"To put it simply, it means using undervalued metal currency to replace full-valued metal currency. The difference is the seigniorage. For example, if I use a new currency to replace gold dragons, it doesn't cost much to mint it, but several of them can have the same purchasing power as one gold dragon."

At this point, people with brains have already seen the shining business opportunities, and Emperor Burton's eyes also lit up: