If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

Roman returned to the simple manor.

He suddenly remembered something.

Roman turned to Green and Aaron and asked: "Do you want to give yourselves a code name?"

Green looked curious, and Aaron was also a little confused.

"Do you want us to become title knights?"

Only powerful, meritorious, or famous knights will get famous titles.

For example, the first generation of the Grand Duke of Split Armor 150 years ago was so brave that he bent his bow and arrow and broke the scales of the red dragon, so he got the title of "Split Armor".

And this title later became the surname of the Split Armor family.

Generally speaking, only extraordinary people above the fifth level and with great achievements are qualified.

Green showed a proud look on his face and said: "Although it is a simple matter for me to become a title knight in the future, I have to admit that there is still a little gap between me and the title knight now."

Green gestured lightly with his thumb and index finger.

Roman explained, "No, it has nothing to do with power or status, it's just an alias."

Green was originally quite happy, thinking that Roman thought he had the potential to be a knight.

That's it?

He lost interest, showed a subtle look, and said, "Then can my code name be Green?"

Roman was silent. The caring look from Green made him feel uncomfortable, but he couldn't get angry.

Roman pointed at Green with a dark face and said, "You can go away."

Green scratched his head and turned away. He couldn't figure out what Roman was doing. Why did he give him a code name when he had nothing to do.

With the previous experience, Roman didn't ask Aaron.

Green was right. Since they were familiar enough, there was no need to give them aliases.

So Roman found the [Character Interface] of the two in [Apostle Management] and directly named them Green and Aaron.

……

Sig Town.

The bomb dropped by Roman blew everyone's head.

Soon after Roman left, the whole town of Sige also went wild.

Most people found the agricultural officer More, as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

A farmer pleaded, "Lord More, do all five of our children have to work in the lord's manor? We can't farm with just two people..."

"Is the lord going to demote us all to slaves..."

"Why don't you let us farm today? Now is a good time to farm. If we don't farm, what will the master eat this year..."

Such noisy voices rushed into More's ears.

He felt that he was drowned in the sound waves, like a small boat sinking into the ocean.

"Shut up!" More roared with a red face.

Looking at the angry More, the crowd gradually quieted down.

More's fat body was shaking, spitting everywhere: "Do you think I can change Lord Roman's mind? Forget it! Forget it! Who am I? Who am I in front of the noble lord!"

What can he do? He felt wronged and uncomfortable, and could only stamp his feet in anger:

"If I can change Lord Roman's mind, I will definitely not only ask him to withdraw his order, but also kill all of you damned lowly people. In this way, I will never have to stay with you pigs again!"

More pushed the crowd away and left angrily.

The crowd looked at each other. They felt strong fear and panic about the lord's announcement. There was no disguised gentleness, no peaceful attitude, but direct and pure violence and strength!

They could only regard the agricultural officials they were once familiar with as their only life-saving straw.

According to the land rent contract, they, a group of free people, could farm freely and only needed to pay taxes.

But their lord took back all the land. As far as this matter is concerned, Roman, as a noble, violated the law and would be punished by the king.

But the emperor is far away, how could the King of Black Iron, who is far away in the capital, know what happened here?

Moreover, such a thing has never happened in this land.

No noble would stop the peasants from farming. They valued food even more than most peasants.

After all, they only needed to urge the peasants to plant more land and hand over more food.

The status of both sides was not equal. The nobles could violate the contract, while the peasants had a strong reliance on the land rent contract.

Now that it was like this, would the lords in the future be more harsh on them?

They had heard about how miserable the peasants outside were. It was said that the peasants in some places even had to eat soil for a living.

For a whole afternoon, the peasants in Sige Town gathered together and discussed what the nobles would do tomorrow.

They did not have great wisdom, but they were not short of small thoughts.

Most peasants knew that it was impossible for the lord to turn them all into slaves.

They could grow a lot of land and work efficiently, and it was only with their hands that the lord could eat soft and fragrant white bread.

Some people thought that this was a warning to them, and as long as they showed enough docility in the future, the lord would definitely give them a way to live.

…

At this time, the merchant Morey returned to the dock of Sage Town.

Morey had come to Sig Town when he was developing trade routes. He realized that Sig Town had amazing trade potential. If it was developed, the results would be unimaginable.

However, Sig Town had no lord in the past, so it was too difficult to develop.

Now that there is a lord, the heir of the Grand Duke of Liejia, it is hard to say what changes will happen in the future.

He is the son of a big businessman and has dealt with many nobles. He knows the various means that nobles often use to better squeeze every grain from farmers.

So Morey could sense that Roman was exerting violent pressure, and the means were simple and there was no cover-up at all.

He was sure that the wind direction in Sig Town had changed.

If possible, he hoped to establish long-term trade with this place, which might help his career.

But he did not come here for business.

This was just a cover-up.

Morey got on his merchant ship.

Inside the cabin sat a figure covered in a black robe. From her sitting posture, it could be seen that she was a woman.

Seeing Morey coming back, Shasta raised his head, revealing only bright red lips and white chin under the hood.

"Did you find her?"

"No." Morey took out a crystal clear amethyst, and said helplessly, "Is your information wrong? I asked around..."

Shasta said coldly: "Waste!"

Morey took a deep breath and said helplessly: "I don't have your means. The appearance of the new lord has made Sige Town very chaotic. Everyone is discussing Roman Liejia, and I can't find a second topic at all."

Shasta said: "What did he do?"

Morey simply repeated what happened today.

Shasta's tone was filled with strong disgust: "I know some nobles have strange hobbies, but most nobles come here secretly. He is too blatant. He even doesn't let go of the children of farmers!"

Morey was stunned: "Do you think he is a clergyman in the church?"

Shasta frowned and said: "Let so many children go to his manor, isn't it? And both boys and girls have to go. The nobles' hobbies really make me feel sick!"

Morey looked at Shasta in disbelief. He said so many important things, how did she think of it...

Thinking of the other party's identity, Morey had to admit that Shasta's thinking was very reasonable.

But he didn't think that the other party was a copper smelting lord. If he really had this hobby, he wouldn't have dragged it for seven days to do this thing.

Yes, not hurried, not slow, vigorous and resolute!

This was Morey's first impression of Roman.

As the illegitimate son of the Grand Duke of Split Armor, he had seen everything. Even if he was exiled to this wild land, he shouldn't have focused on those children, and there were so many of them. Something must be wrong.

Is he preparing for war?

The nobles' knights are basically selected from talented children and trained from childhood.

But can Sige Town afford to support so many people?

Even if it can, there is no need.

Especially the abolition of the past land rent contract and the control of all the land in hand made Morey feel inexplicably frightened.

The geographical location here is not good. The nearest Kant Territory is more than 100 miles away, and there are even wilderness in between.

Although Sige Town is not really isolated from the world, it is surrounded by many steep mountains, and the Silver Dragon Canyon has turbulent water and reefs.

Is he going to open up a road to the outside world from the gap in the mountains?

But the workload is too large, and even part of the mountain must be drilled through. Morey thinks that Sige Town may not be able to open up such a road in 20 years.