The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

"The tiger eventually killed the noble pig and established a new order." Duke Medea's voice sounded out of time.

After a slight surprise, Aslan said with a smile: "Yes, under the new order of tigers, the house has been restored to its original state, and even the decoration has become more and more luxurious. When they grow up, they lose the containment of the tigers. When fed by the chef, the young tigers did not evolve into the tigers, but slowly became the new noble pigs."

When the Duke of Medea and Nomiri heard this, their eyes widened subconsciously.

"A new cycle begins again."

The two women looked at each other with shocked expressions in each other's eyes.

Especially the Duke of Medea, she knows best about the establishment of the Kingdom of Cleveland.

Once the emperor of Cleveland I was a good lord for the sake of leading the people. Under the continuous exploitation and oppression of the suzerain state at that time, he finally emerged.

After he overthrew the old sovereign state, the kingdom of Cleveland gradually recovered its vitality under his rule, and reached its peak under Emperor Cleveland II's efforts. The people were well-fed, and it was not until the emperor III ascended the throne that the kingdom began to appear extravagant.

The Duke of Medea looked at Aslan subconsciously.

"You want to say that you are the kitten who eventually becomes a tiger?"

Aslan rolled his eyes directly.

After working so hard for a long time, I actually got such an answer. What happened to me? It looked like a rebel.

"What do you think of Nomiri?" Aslan looked at Nomiri, looking for an answer.

"What you want to say is to prevent becoming a noble pig!" Nuomili tentatively replied.

Aslan directly covered his head and wanted to shout ‘God’.

"Is this what I want to say? What I want to say is that this is a cycle, and you haven't found it? It can last for many years in the mainland or kingdom, but the royal family changes very frequently. Few royal families can rule a kingdom. More than three hundred years." Aslan said seriously.

The Duke of Medea and Nuomiri were suddenly interested, and said in unison: "Why?"

"Because of the uneven wealth, it can also be said that the land is uneven." Aslan explained.

"The kingdom was first established and the emperor entrusted the land to the lords. At that time, most of the people were self-cultivating land. At that time, the imperial power could deter the whole country. But as time went on, when the emperor also ended that day, then everything changed. The nobles everywhere began to take advantage of free people’s self-cultivation land for private ownership, and when the people were forced to become serfs and workers, contradictions began to accumulate, and wealth was the same. When a country was 5% or even 2% When the people control 90% of the country’s wealth, the contradiction will inevitably increase. This will gradually intensify over time. Until the ordinary people have struggled for a year and cannot support themselves, the uprising will be inevitable. ."

In the latter case, Aslan doesn't need it, and both Nomiri and Medea can understand.

"The so-called three hundred years is actually a cycle of unknowingly transfer of wealth and land. Do you want to control this cycle? Or completely eliminate this process." Duke Medea said solemnly.

Because of the process mentioned by Aslan, there have actually been signs in the province of Mellocks. Although there are no more nobles, many worthy officials have begun to buy land, including the eight disciples of the Duke of Medea. in this way.

"It is impossible to put an end to this process. The only thing I can do is to curb the speed of wealth transfer and protect the interests of the people as much as possible. This is why the army in the province of Mellock is basically dominated by ordinary people. The people’s army will truly show their hearts to the people."

Aslan said helplessly.

The Duke of Medea stretched his waist, kicked off the high heels from his feet, and put them directly on Aslan's thigh, said coquettishly.

"We wonder if these are too far away. After three hundred years, even the lifespan of the Great Magister is only more than two hundred years old."

Aslan gently held his foot in his hand.

"After I die, I will take care of the flood. What I have to do is very simple. It is to plant this resistance factor in the hearts of the people and entrench the culture of Merlot. Even if the kingdom I established is overthrown that day, The country changed its name. No, it won’t even change its name. It will still be Merlot. The dynasty will be overthrown, but the civilization will not. As long as the Merlot civilization is not destroyed at all, I will have the name of Aslan Sara Engraved on the historical stele of the Merlot civilization."

Aslan's last words made Nomiri stunned on the spot, and Duke Medea also forgot to continue to molest Aslan. They were all shocked by Aslan's huge ambition.

"Aslan, you are so crazy." The Duke of Medea suddenly laughed, and directly overwhelmed Aslan, and Nuomili reluctantly left the room.

The two of them have already made an appointment. The next day will belong to Nomiri, and Sojitz will be the Duke of Medea, and Aslan cannot be forced during this period, they still understand the truth.

In the following month, Merlot City entered a slow and stable development. The production line of Merlin heavy trucks has begun to assemble. This is also the first heavy industry industry in Merlot City.

Because there are no automatic robots, the Merlot Magic Car Factory has created more than a thousand jobs for Merlot. The surrounding accessory parts factories and workshops have also increased more than 2,000 employed people.

The Merlot Magic Car Factory has also become the largest factory in Merlot, with Aslan occupying 60% of the shares, Merlot occupying 35%, and Merlin occupying the final 5%.

Although the production line has been designed and the daily output of cars is only 20, the whole city of Merlot is cheering up.

Aslan watched the first Merlin heavy truck drive out of the factory gate, he couldn't help laughing.

Looking at the oddly shaped magic car, Altria actually clamored to go up and try it out.

"Let me try? I can't go to the Knights during this time. I'm in the castle every day. I'm almost suffocated." Altria shook Aslan's arm and said coquettishly.

Nuomiri, who was next to him, couldn't help but look away. She had to admit that she was jealous.

Mordred and Kangkas couldn't help but stare. When have they seen the heroic and unsmiling Merlot Knights leader with such a little woman-like appearance.

Only a woman can see the happiness in Altria's eyes.

Gwennaville also cheered and urged Altria to go to the car next to her. She wanted to go to the car and was picked up by Nuomiri directly.