Chapter 765: pagan

The Viscount of Tiele Fort was somewhat annoyed recently.
The Tiel family uses the iron thorns as the crest, only a few decades of history, among the aristocrats, it is a newcomer who has just entered the circle.
However, by relying on the conquest of Wang Shuma's half-life, he made a lot of meritorious returns. The father of the Viscount of Tiele Fort, an original groom, achieved the legend of the general and was condemned by the conquering king. And a piece of land on the coast was awarded to him and won the high position of the Viscount.
The old groom immediately grateful to the zero, swearing that the entire family and its descendants will always owe allegiance to the Conqueror and shed the last drop of blood for him.
But after the new prince of Tielburg succeeded, he discovered an obvious shortcoming of his own territory.
poor! It is too poor!
Because of the sea, even though the seals obtained are larger than the ordinary viscounts, most of them are saline-alkali land that cannot be cultivated, and it is difficult to obtain harvest.
And the fishermen in several fishing villages?
The liquidity is too strong, except that they can forcibly collect a tax when they sell fish. Even the usual head tax is not enough. After all, their homes are on board, and they are really urgent. As soon as the ship left, the Viscount of Tielburg did not have any good ideas except for the blink of an eye.
Of course, even so, he did not give up the meaning of this territory and rights.
In order to compete for this piece of family property, he and his two half-brothers are all breaking their heads. Now they have almost become an enemy who will be red-eyed.
The only thing he wants to do is to collect taxes! Receive more taxes and invest in Wangdu’s business!
The entire Syr continent has been peaceful for fifty years, and the prosperity it produced was unimaginable to the people who lived here before.
Anyway, the Viscount of Tielburg, after going to the kingdom, was completely shocked by the prosperity there and the price of the land.
Don't look at the appearance of a local tyrant in the country, but when he goes to the king, he is the poor man!
This sense of difference, but more stimulated his desire to work hard.
When can I buy a mansion on the Conqueror's Avenue of the Kingdom, and you can see the Blue Fort every day when you open the door, and the palace where you lived, can you count the Guangzong Yaozu?
It is a pity that the Viscount of Tielburg knows that he is far from this ideal.
"The Viscount is an adult!"
At this time, wearing a tuxedo, the silver-white hair was meticulously combed, and the old butler with a bow tie at the neckline came quickly and gracefully: "Mr. Melk asks for it!"
"Merke Bishop?"
The prince of Tielburg muttered: "Is this group of gods sticks, is it to raise money? Scorpio, I obviously have been slaughtered by them during the New Year celebrations, but I still haven’t let go of me...

"As far as I can observe, the bishop does not seem to be doing this!"
The butler answered with seriousness.
"That's good, ask him to go to the living room!"
I heard that I couldn't use my wallet to bleed, and the Viscount adults immediately replied happily.
"Ok!"
The housekeeper secretly smiled and turned and left.
Not long after, in the living room, Viscount Tilburg saw the Bishop Merkel.
He is a middle-aged man with an old-fashioned and solemn face. The meticulously sewed robes are meticulous, and the gold thread embroidered on the underwear is faintly visible.
"Merke Bishop! I don't know what you are looking for today, for what?"
The housekeeper came with two cups of black tea, and he returned with a very glance. The Count of Tielburg sneered a few words and finally asked the topic.
"We church, found pagans on your territory!"
Bishop Melk is a very authentic one.
"Pagan? This is impossible. There will be no existence of evil believers and devil worshippers among my people!"
Viscount Tilburg immediately said sternly, and looked at the eyes of Bishop Melk with a little resistance and malice: ‘This old antique, don’t know what time it is? ’
Since the conquest of the king to modify the doctrine, to let God belong to God, after the return of man, the influence of the church on the secular, is diminishing with the day, almost the trend of the mountains and rivers.
This naturally caused a lot of old-fashioned pains and sorrows. The so-called search for heresy is what it is a negative confrontation.
However, even if the heresy is confirmed, because the church does not have the power to enforce the law, it is necessary to ask the Viscount.
The Viscounts have already treated the Bishop Melk as extortion.
After all, this is also a scandal for the lord. If it is passed out, it will be bad for the reputation, especially if he has just inherited the title and there are two brothers.
"The people?"
Bishop Melk sighed and smiled: "The Viscount, I think you misunderstood, the pagans, not your people, but a bunch of devil believers who are on a huge ship, from hell!"
"Devil believers?"
The Viscount was very skeptical that it was just a group of ordinary maritime traders who were filthy because they did not give enough money to the bishop.
"Yes, the devil's believer!"
This time, Bishop Melk answered the question: "Because the color of their hair and pupils is pure darkness... the color of the devil!"
"Ok!"
The Viscount adults shrugged their shoulders.
In this country, he still has some insights. Naturally, he knows that the races in the kingdom are not the same, with subtle differences.
For example, the color of the pupil, wine red, sky blue, and even silver and white, the storm warriors of the storm corner, known as the blood red pupil, it is said that this is the influence of their blood.
However, in the whole kingdom, I have never heard of people whose hair color and pupils are pure black.
Just imagine that the Viscount adults could not help but provoke a spirit.
"And... they illegally entered your territory and have not paid customs duties to you!"
Bishop Melk naturally knows what kind of person the viscount is, and he seized the key: "Without the consent of your master, they privately use gold and silver to seduce your people and trade with them. Don't pay taxes on a copper plate!"
"Yes!"
When you hear the words such as gold and silver, the Viscount adults breathe a bit of a bit: "These sea merchants... no, pagans! Are they rich?"
"That is for sure!"
Bishop Melk replied without hesitation: "They are driving a big ship, about three floors!"
"A three-story ship? Is that almost the standard of an Imperial warship?"
The Viscount of Tilburg recalled the shock of seeing the warship at the Emerald Port. A kind of greed emerged in his heart and spread.
......
At this time, the treasure ship that was being discussed by the Viscount and the bishop was parked outside a small fishing village.
Captain Zhang Fan is looking at everything in the New World with curious eyes:
Low, broken small fishing village.
Ragged, weathered fisherman, and a child who barely wears clothes and runs naked in the mud...
"Oh... is it really hard for people's livelihood, even if the most fishermen on the coast of China are living, is life much better than them?"
After a long time, Zhang Fan leisurely sighed.
"Adults, intelligence has been collected almost."
At this time, one of his men smiled and sprinkled a handful of sugar, which was taken from the surrounded by the fisherman's children who barefooted, and came up to report the situation.
"This place is called the Seir Continental. It is said to be ruled by a powerful king, a non-old, a blue dragon, and William Wallace."
"This country is divided into several groups, and there are male princes and knights, six knights, all of them are real seals..."
"The area is vast, roughly divided into five, centered on the Fengying Plain..."
......

The layers are separated and overhead.

After some intelligence was finished, the nextman was a smile: "So you are not afraid of the plague of the town? The empire was abolished by the eternal eight hundred years ago, and only the income of the 邑 本 邑 ...... ...... ...... The right to avoid the big tail!"
"A party of water and soil!"
Zhang Fan did not care about this: "I heard that the Western countries seem to be doing this. It seems that this continent is still our world..."
He is still holding a trace of home thinking, naturally he does not want to drift in such a different world.
After all, in addition to those magical wizards who are supernatural, there are very few high-ranking people who can travel in different worlds.
Once you have flown into a different world, the hope of going back is really embarrassing.
Speaking of this, the look of the surgeon has become confused: "Adult, I have other discoveries."
"In the past few days, I have watched the stars in the night. Although I have found many strange stars, but there are also a few, but they are very familiar with the 28th and the Huangdaoxing Palace. In addition, several low-ranking priests on the ship, especially the wishes of Mazu. The teacher can also sense the power of the goddess. All this shows that we are still in the original world, but it seems to have changed again..."
He touched his forehead and was obviously very distressed.
After all, the promotion of the universe and the expansion of the world are really too advanced knowledge for him.
Want to understand this? Go back and study hard for a hundred years, then upgrade to Jinxian first!

Although this place is barren, it seems that there are some business opportunities... We will take a few days off, add food and water, and then walk along the coastline...

Zhang Fan said, there is a hint of secret color in his eyes: "If you can't say it, you can go to the Fengying Plain and see the style of conquering the king!"
"Well? Adults, you want to..."
The surgeon turned his eyes and seemed to guess what.
"Not bad!"
Zhang Fan proudly smiled: "These countries have been barbarians, they have faked the envoys before, and they confessed to the tribute. They took advantage of the empire to take advantage of the boss. Some even went again and again, and again, greedy and insatiable. Today we will use the other way. He, how?"
In this era, if you dare to go out to sea to discuss life, there are actually no good people.
Even Wu Ming’s past life, the Western maritime era, at the beginning of those ships, was almost the concentration camp of the scum of the countries. For the sake of profit, there was no such thing they could not do.