Chapter 465: The meaning of life (Ⅱ)

"Actually, we can't blame the self-cultivation farmers for tax evasion, the big plantation owners are also reluctant to pay taxes.
"Our most powerful person in the name of Alfheim is the Governor, but the government's fiscal and tax power is actually in the hands of the Parliament. After all, even the Governor will have to count on the Parliament to approve the salary."
Mr. Jefferson joked casually and then said to Joan:
"Take our Port of Leiden, for example, the legislators are either wealthy big merchants or large manor owners sitting on ten thousand acres of fields. Do you think these old men will agree to increase taxes on their own businesses?"
Joan shook his head helplessly.
Reality As Mr. Principal said, the big plantation owners who control the Parliament will never agree to levy heavy taxes on the big plantation.
In this way, despite the agricultural development in the Alfheim region, the colonial government was unable to receive sufficient agricultural taxes even after years of bumper harvests. The budgetary expenditures had to be cut. The education expenditure of Leiden College was one of the public budget items that was cut. .
"Agricultural taxes are not up, the authorities can still collect commercial taxes and customs duties, but you probably also know how rampant the smuggling activities in the New World are. Collecting tariffs is tantamount to declaring war on all smugglers. This is not a joke!" Mr. Jefferson collected He smiled, "Mr. Vader, have you ever heard of a gang called the "Son of Freedom"?"
Joan nodded awkwardly: "I know this organization, which is said to be closely related to smuggling gangs."
"The "Son of Freedom" Association is actually a "crime kingdom" formed by the combination of many smuggling giants in the New World. The resources and manpower this organization can mobilize are immeasurable. Why fight against others?"
"So when Mr. Snow proposed to crack down on smuggling activities, I supported him emotionally, but reasonably concluded that his efforts were destined to end in failure, and the result was not unexpected."
Jefferson sighed, and then spit bitter water at Joan.
"Agricultural taxes and customs duties cannot be collected. The two'money bags' of the colonial government are shriveled and have to withhold education expenses. If the tuition is reduced, what do you ask me to pay teachers?"
"I understand your hardship. Mr. Principal, the high tuition fees of Leiden College is one of the necessary conditions for the survival of the college. My previous thoughts were too shallow." Qiao An said shamefully.
"This is not to blame you, my child, no matter how hard it is, unfair is unfair. I am also looking for ways to improve this problem. If you can get more commercial sponsorship and charitable donations, the college can give students from poor families. Provide more scholarships to help them complete their studies."
In other words, the college's financial resources are built on the rich people's kindness, can this really make education more fair?
Joan was deeply suspicious of this, but he wasn't embarrassed to propose it to the principal.
"Mr. Vader, you also pointed out in your letter that professors have too much power, just like the guild masters, who control the future of the apprentices. If a student cannot win the tutor’s favor, the other party will deliberately seek out Kata, not let He graduated, and the students had no choice."
Mr. Jefferson put down his pipe, got up and paced, his face gradual and dignified.
"This problem does exist. I consider establishing a "ethics review committee" composed of all teachers in the school. If any student feels that he has been abused by his tutor, he can appeal to the committee. What do you think of this method?"
"It sounds good." Qiao An reluctantly answered.
In fact, he was not optimistic about this so-called "ethics review committee."
An institution composed of teachers examines teachers, which is like being a referee and an athlete. Professors usually bow their heads and do not look up. Who can not give each other a face?
Students who file a complaint may not be treated fairly.
Of course, such a committee is better than nothing, and it is also a deterrent to people like Walter Lee.
As the principal, Mr. Jefferson has been able to accomplish this step, which is already very rare.
"Mr. Principal, I'm just a small person. You take my presumptuous letter so seriously, I really appreciate it..." Joan bowed deeply to Mr. Jefferson with excitement and stuttered, "Although I I am leaving Leiden College. Although I am not qualified to say these words, I still want to pay tribute to you on behalf of all the poor students of Leiden College. Thank you for your efforts to help us complete our studies."
Mr Jefferson smiled and patted his shoulder.
"This is my job, my child, one should not be praised for doing what he should do, otherwise it would be tantamount to agreeing that dereliction of duty is a normal phenomenon that can be forgiven."
Qiao An was stunned for a while. The more he thought about it, the more thought-provoking the President's words were, and he deserved to be a university admired by all walks of life.
"Mr. Vader, you just mentioned that you want to leave the college. You also mentioned this in your letter to me. I believe you have considered the decision maturely, but I still want to remind you that you still have Did not meet the graduation criteria."
"If you insist on leaving the college, you can only deal with withdrawal, but you can't get a diploma!"
Mr. Jefferson solemnly looked at Joan.
"Mr. Vader, you are a rare talented student in our college. I sincerely hope that you will take your studies and future seriously and consider the problem of dropping out carefully."
"Mr. Principal, thank you very much for your retention, but I... but I really don't want to stay here anymore."
"Leiden College has left me with many good memories. I have learned a lot of knowledge and made many good friends here, but there is no longer what I am eager to seek. I have to leave here and continue to pursue elsewhere."
Joan stuttered, and finally expressed his thoughts.
Mr. Jefferson patiently listened to him and asked with a little curiosity: "Mr. Vader, can you tell me, what is the thing you are pursuing in your heart, is it more profound magical knowledge?"
"Not just magic, Mr. Principal, I also want to seek an answer to a question."
"What's the problem?" Mr. Jefferson asked enthusiastically.
Joan's face was flushed, her head bowed down somewhat, and she rubbed her hands and said, "This... saying it might make you feel naive and ridiculous."
"This makes me even more curious. What is the problem that is bothering the brightest students at Leiden College?"
Mr. Jefferson encouraged the young mage to be brave and express his thoughts boldly.
Joan lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, and then raised his head after clarifying the chaotic thoughts, watching the tall and elegant scholarly scholar in front of him with an almost solemn expression.
"Mr. Principal, I want to know that what is the meaning of our life in this world when people's lives are so short."
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