Lord of Industrialization

The office building of the Noble Court is quite luxurious, and each office is equipped with air conditioning imported from the Principality of Wesson.

Renault is no stranger to air conditioners. When he was working, his boss wanted to buy one, which gave him many ideas.

Today he came to Sir Javert's office again and saw the assistant judge stepping on a chair, taking off the air conditioner cover and studying the magic circle inside.

Renault forced a smile and asked the assistant judge: "Sir Javert, can our case go to trial?"

Sir Javert replied perfunctorily: "Not yet, still queuing up."

"You know we are very busy. There are countless cases to be tried every day. Please be patient."

Renault looked at Javert expressionlessly as he studied the magic circle in the air conditioner. He was about to ask how many cases there were ahead, when a court employee walked in with documents.

"Sir Javert," the clerk reported on work matters, "the case between Baroness Daleb and Baroness Bianchi has been moved to three o'clock this afternoon."

Javel suddenly wailed: "God of Light, isn't it arranged for next month?!"

The clerk said: "Baroness Daleb was very urgent."

Javert got down from his chair helplessly and said to Renault when he took the document: "You see, this is the job of the court. There will always be accidents that disrupt your plans."

Seeing this, Renault had no choice but to leave.

He asked the clerk in the corridor, why is this case so urgent?

The clerk shrugged and said, "Baroness Bianchi's three-headed dog frightened Baroness Dalebe's two-tailed cat."

Renault was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

When he returned to the tavern, Guiyum and the others were stunned when they learned about it.

"It's been a month!" A student pounded the table angrily. "They've been delaying it for a month in different ways. They would rather litigate cats and dogs than look at us. Are we worse than cats and dogs?!"

Another student said solemnly: "I think they want to delay it until we graduate and leave Barris City."

Everyone thinks what they said makes sense, and the current case is being supported by more than a dozen of them.

If it is delayed until only one-third of the people are left after graduation in the summer, and everyone is forced to leave to find a job due to their livelihood, the remaining people will be unable to support themselves, and in the end they will have to give up.

Because Guiyum got back a large amount of money and solved the problems that troubled everyone, he has now become vaguely the top leader among the students.

He gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and asked the others in a low voice: "Do you still remember the last words the Duke of Lukang said when we blocked the road that day?"

Everyone nodded.

Someone asked worriedly: "Are you really going to do that?"

Guiyum said firmly: "This is necessary!"

"Do you still remember the salt tax riot in the Principality of Aquitaine?"

The salt tax in the Kingdom of Gaul is not low. It is a kingdom tax. It is mandatory for everyone to buy at least a certain amount of salt every ten days. You must buy it regardless of whether you eat it all. It is illegal to buy less.

The Principality of Aquitaine in the southwest of the kingdom was close to the sea, so salt was very cheap, but it still required people there to purchase the high-priced official salt in full, which eventually led to riots throughout the principality, which gradually expanded.

For this reason, it took Old Louis several years to put down the riot. Finally, he negotiated with the local nobles to use a quarter of the salt production as a salt tax in kind, and they did not care how they collected the salt tax internally.

Now the salt tax is very low in the areas that participated in the riots, while the salt tax in the adjacent areas without the riots continues to be high.

Guiyoum told everyone: "If we want to regain what we have lost, we must resist."

The next day, Sir Javert went to Count Ferret's office to report on the case of the two baronesses yesterday afternoon.

In this kind of case, both sides have to fight for face, and the attorneys are all quarreling with each other. The actual verdict depends on private operations.

Javert forwarded to Ferret the prices privately proposed by the plaintiff's and defendant's lawyers. The plaintiff's Baroness Dalleb's price was higher than that of Baroness Bianchi.

Most of these benefits go to the judge, and the assistant judge gets a commission, and there are even extra parts, otherwise the conditions will not reach the judge's table.

Ferret had his own considerations. The hunting dog at home was old, and Baroness Bianchi's natal family produced good hunting dogs, so he planned to use this as an opportunity to get a new hunting dog.

Javert left Feret's office after reporting his work. On the way back to his own office, he felt that his memory was a little full. He had just drank a lot of tea and needed to release it.

There are public restrooms on every floor of the office building of the Noble Court. Last year, a batch of ceramic toilets were imported from the Principality of Wesson. They also made partitions and installed exhaust fans according to the public restrooms there. They are more comfortable than the previous row of hollow wooden stools. too much.

However, Javel found that today the bathroom on this floor was full of people cursing and their eyes were on fire when they saw him.

A judge pointed at him and roared: "Yaver, look at the stupid things you have done, believe it or not, I will shit in your office!"

Javel was confused and was unhappy with being scolded for no reason, but the other party's family was powerful and he had no choice but to endure it.

The anger could be tolerated, but the bladder could not. He squeezed into the public restroom while yelling and cursing, and found that there were people in all the cubicles.

An old judge slammed the door and shouted: "I order you to come out!"

A young voice inside: Answer: "His Majesty the King has decreed that people who are using the toilet have the privilege to refuse all requests to leave - including the king's request."

The old judge turned around and asked, "Is there really such a law?"

Everyone here is a professional. Someone immediately said, "That's right. This decree has a history of 233 years. I cited it in the lawsuit last year."

Everyone present was speechless. The king at that time was notoriously absurd in the eyes of the nobles. He issued many ridiculous decrees, such as prohibiting pigs from blocking rain on their heads and prohibiting rats from pulling carriages.

The old judge asked again, "What are the consequences of violating it?"

He was almost unable to hold it back. If the cost of committing a crime was low, he would not mind breaking the law.

The man who answered just now hesitated for a moment and replied, "The land of the land nobles will be reduced by 20%, the court nobles will be demoted by two levels, and the civilians will be fined the same weight of silver."

Many people present remembered that it was an era when the contradictions between the royal family and the nobles intensified, and the power of the royal family began to prevail.

Behind the seemingly absurd law, the royal family tried every means to weaken the power of the nobles.

The old judge asked the man in the cubicle: "What do you want to do to get out?"

"I'll give you twenty livres, is that enough?"

The pants he was wearing were worth forty livres. If he peed on them, they would be ruined, and the loss of face would be hard to measure with gold coins.

Twenty livres was just the benefit he received today, so he would just treat it as a loss on the way.

The young man in the cubicle replied: "I want to get out too, but I'm only halfway there."

"No way, Judge Javert said our case hasn't been heard yet, and I'm so anxious that I can't go to the toilet."

Under the murderous gazes all around, Javert almost peed in his pants.

For others, who wins or loses this case has nothing to do with them, but not being able to go to the toilet has something to do with them.

Javel was speechless, he couldn't say it clearly that he was asked to delay time by his superiors.

In addition to helping his superiors to make extra money, the assistant judge also had to help take the blame. If he sold Ferret at this time, he would not have to stay in the Kingdom of Gaul in the future.

Javert was not stupid to become an assistant judge. He thought of a solution under the urgent situation: "Let's go to the restaurant opposite. There is a toilet there!"

"Are you stupid?!" Someone yelled, "That is the property of His Majesty Louis. If you go there and don't spend two livres just to use the toilet, what will His Majesty think?"

Javel couldn't refute it. The restaurant was extremely expensive. The minimum consumption was two livres. It was not worth spending so much money to use the toilet.

He was at a loss for a moment and cursed the person who came up with this idea in his heart.

But cursing in his heart was useless. The current problem had to be solved. I don't know who started it, but everyone hurried to the back garden.