Bright Era

taxation!

Lin Qi rubbed his temples with his thumb with a headache. He hadn't spent any money in Heiyuan God Prison for so many years. Of course, it had something to do with Heiyuan God Prison not having any money to spend. However, he has not spent a single piece of copper for several years, which makes him more conservative in his money attitude.

With a light cough, Lin Qi sat next to Bilibili and took the taxation instructions from the chubby tax officer.

A very detailed tax list, enumerating hundreds of situations that need to be taxed. Lin Qi frowned and turned over the taxation instructions, and then dropped it on the ground, looking at the tax official a little hesitantly: "Under what circumstances is tax exempt?"

The tax officer stayed in a daze. He stepped back a few steps and looked carefully at the four centaur that was staring at him with heat—the magic armor on the abyss centaur was very delicate, and they stopped to rest. At that time, their breastplates automatically slid to the sides, revealing their sweaty chests and rapidly beating muscles.

Obviously, the tax officer wisely judged the fighting power gap between himself and the four centaur. With a light punch, he would be smashed into meatloaf, so he simply stepped back. And the commander of the Harlan Empire at this level, a middle-aged knight with the power of the lower rank of heaven, slowly walked up, and stood by the tax officer vigilantly.

"Your Excellency, the nobles of our Harran Empire are exempt from tax; the allied nobles of the Harran Empire, such as the Gaul Empire and the Vyas Commercial Federation, are exempt from the tax, while the nobles below the hereditary baron can get half exempt. Tax!"

With a light cough, the middle-aged knight said solemnly, "If you are a nobleman in these countries, please show your identification."

Lin Qi looked at this heavenly knight a little annoyed, his identity certificate? Everyone on and off this carriage is a shady, where is there any identification? Tilting his head and looking at this lower-tier middle-aged knight, Lin Qi suddenly had some unkind thoughts in his heart.

It's really weak!

At the border checkpoint of the dignified Haran Empire, there is actually only one heavenly knight and ten standing knights. A half of the other soldiers are at the level of human positions, and the remaining thousands of soldiers are all just ordinary sergeants. There is no way to compare with the Black Abyss Divine Prison, the weakest shopkeepers in the Black Abyss Market, the gray goblins have combat power above the middle rank!

Lin Qi suddenly discovered that he had been raised in the Black Abyss God Prison with too high vision and too much appetite. It is indeed a place where heretics gather, a place like the Heiyuan Divine Prison, it does make people feel unbalanced.

With a light cough, Lin Qi carefully calculated the question of whether these two levels should be completely destroyed for some gold coins. Just as Lin Qi was tumbling about these bad thoughts, the old man walked out of the carriage tremblingly, and slowly handed an identity certificate made of sheepskin rolls and a gold medal to the middle-aged knight.

"Yun Qing, the hereditary Earl of Vias Commercial Federation, owner of the Mazo City State, this is my proof of identity!" The green old man squinted his eyes, and a thin voice floated into Lin Qi's ears: " I am a real noble of the Vias Commercial Federation, so don't touch those cruel ideas. Lin Qi, Lin Qi, this is not the Dark Abyss God Prison, don't always think about using violence to solve problems!"

Lin Qi tilted his head and squinted at the young man: "What is my condition called? Psychological stress indication?"

The young man nodded and patted Lin Qi lightly: "This situation often happens to soldiers who are born to death on the battlefield. If you enjoy yourself in a normal environment for a few years, this situation will improve. Be careful, don't It hurts people easily. This is different from there!"

The heavenly knight carefully checked the young man's identity certificate and token, and then respectfully paid a knightly to the young man and returned these things to the young man. With an order, the gate on the border between the two countries opened at the same time. Bilibili grinned a few times at the fat tax officer, then waved his horse whip to drive the centaur forward in a gallop.

"Are you still the hereditary earl of Vias Commercial Federation?" Lin Qi looked at the young man in surprise. He sat next to Bilibili, pulling open his shirt, letting the oncoming wind blow on his strong chest. The gust of wind roared and filled Lin Qi's mouth, giving Lin Qi the pleasure of drinking strong alcohol.

The old man quacked and laughed. He took out a dozen parchment rolls and a dozen gold medals from the ring, and showed them to Lin Qi one by one. From the lowest honorable knight to the lofty hereditary marquis, the young man actually holds more than a dozen noble titles in the Vias Commercial Federation.

Throwing these things back into the ring, the young man said calmly: "Lin Qi, you have searched so many private properties in the holy realm, and you have searched the evil spirits of the Fifth Abyss so that you can only drink porridge. Your wealth is better than mine. But it is hundreds of times more abundant!"

With a light smile, the young man turned and opened the door of the carriage: "Remember what I told you? The Vias Commercial Federation is a place where money can buy everything. As long as you have money, the hereditary duke and the hereditary prince They all dare to sell titles, even the position of the highest co-consultant. If you can afford the money, you can become the top consul of the Vias Commercial Federation!"

"Nobles are worthless, but having the status of a noble will make things easier for you!" The young man gave Lin Qi a **** kick: "If you have time, go to the Noble House of the Vias Commercial Federation to buy some nobles. Titles, it’s better to be the ancient noble titles with severe bloodlines, buy the most expensive ones, anyway, you have money! Unlike me, I don’t have so many gold coins, the highest can only afford the title of hereditary marquis, and it’s still one Virtual title!"

Lin Qi was stunned. He grinned at the old man: "But the earl title you just showed, and the city-state of Mazuo under your name?"

The young man spread his hands out: "If you can afford the corresponding territory, you are a noble with real power. If you can't afford the corresponding territory, you are a noble with a false title. The city-state of Mazuo is Vias. The lowest-level city-state in the commercial federation, known as a city-state, is actually a big town and a dozen small villages. When I bought it, the total population there was less than 20,000. Fifteen years ago, the total population was just over 100,000! "

Shrugging helplessly, the young man said calmly: "At that time, the Vias Commercial Federation had a financial crisis, so the land was sold very cheaply. I only wanted to buy the title of a short hereditary earl, but the land was so cheap at that time. So I bought all the land in the city-state of Mazo for fifty miles, and I even had a private army of 500 people there!"

With a smile, the young man walked into the carriage.

Lin Qi looked at Arda, then at Bilibili, the eyes of the two guys with demon blood were glowing.

Arda took out his space ring and counted out all of his wealth in a whisper, his eyes were flushed, and his mouth kept chanting **** topics such as the right of the first night and the right of the first night. Obviously, he also wants to buy a piece of territory, and then implement the first night power system on his territory.

And Bilibili's saliva rushed down, and he thought of a lot of things, but no matter what he thought of, he could only think about it. Lin Qi hasn't paid him a salary for so many years, this little devil is a poor ghost who has no bronze.

Taking a look at Arda and Bilibili, who had fallen into fantasy, Lin Qi cocked his mouth.

"Vias Commercial Federation? I like this place! I like this place so much!"

For a while, Lin Qi suddenly rushed into the carriage and yelled at the young man who was holding a book carefully studying, "Does the highest consul of the Vias Commercial Federation have the right to declare war? I became the Supreme Archon of the Vias Commercial Federation, can I declare war at will?"

The young man dropped his book and gave Lin Qi a helpless look.

"Vias Commercial Federation does not have a standing army belonging to the Federation. All the troops are private armies of major families and major city-states. As the supreme consul, you can expand your private armed forces at will. You can support 100,000 people You have a hundred thousand troops; if you can afford one million, that is one million. If you want to declare a war order to a certain force, it depends on whether people from other families support you, otherwise..."

The young man stretched out his hands: "You can choose to do it alone! If you can arm three to five million regular troops, you can attack anyone, but those big families may sell you right away! Lin Qi, you have to study carefully. Have a look at the relevant knowledge of Vias Commercial Federation!"

Lin Qi just smiled weirdly, and returned to the carriage he was sitting in contentedly.

As long as you have money, can you expand your armed forces at will? Uncle Lin Qi is not short of money now, and Lin Qi, who has searched the entire Fifth Abyss and more than 300 holy realms, is now the most lacking of money! What is the population of the Vias Commercial Federation? What size army can it support?

Lin Qi seemed to see some unusually wonderful prospects, and he chuckles continuously.

Yun glanced at Lin Qi, then shook his head vigorously: "Sir, you shouldn't tell him this. I feel that the Vias Commercial Federation is going to be unlucky, and this will cause the family to suffer losses along with you! I know, Lin Qi now has enough gold coins to destroy the entire Vias Commercial Federation."

The young man smiled slightly and mumbled softly: "Is that not good? It's not good enough to destroy this loose federation and build a centralized empire?"

Yun narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and nodded gently.

Three days later, the running horse-drawn carriage stopped on a small mountain bag. From here, a majestic harbor city was in sight.

The city of Vias has arrived. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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