Chapter 495: parliament

Time to call back two months.
In the cold wind city, the winter hall of the city's main house. This is the shrine of Frost Goddess Orur.
The long-legged family was driven out of the city by the powerful men of the city a few months ago, and its huge mansion together with the temple was occupied by the Arad family.
Porches and columns support the huge space of the temple. The floor was a whole block of ice, translucent and slippery. Even in summer, snowflakes fall from time to time in the temple, and there are statues and murals that winter invades the earth.
Many statues are completely frozen, with trees, flowers, animals, and people. They are lifelike and rich in posture, but they are already dead.
Olur was fickle, vanity, cold, and merciless. She likes to torture devotees to madness with a gentle and comfortable illusion, and finally freeze them to death.
In order to please the bitter and icy controller, the believers create artworks that are cold, as if everything in the world is only meaningful in the winter.
Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of a mural named `` Embrace Frost '', looked up to appreciate the painting, took off all clothes, ran barefoot, and was tested by the biting cold wind.
"Well, Orel was so perverted that she came up with this method to test faith. The style of this female believer's painting is quite exaggerated. It seems that all the gods like to play this set."
The voice was not deliberately muted, at least with Todd and Old Burg who were nearby. The two quickly avoided the shock, and looked back at Zhou Qingfeng but nothing happened.
The gnome witch doctor scratched his bald head and whispered to Tod: "This kid is blatantly profane in the frost girl's temple, why not be hacked by thunder?"
Todd shook his head, "I don't know. Probably because he believed in" Grandma Mao. "
Old Borg was even more confused.
The orc shrugged, "Victor said that he believed that" Grandma Mao "was rich, which is probably true.
When I first saw him, this kid was so poor that he couldn't even take out a copper plate. But you can see how rich he is now. "Grandpa Mao" must be a powerful god. "
Oh ..., Old Borg seems to understand. But he still shook his head. "I still have to stay away from this boy in the future, lest he be implicated in me by thunder."
Three teasers waited in the blind whisper, while hundreds of people were crowded in the temple hall.
Old Arad stood on the large platform in the center, holding a riding boot from somewhere, smashing the table, and shouting repeatedly: "Silent, silent, you all give me silence!"
Hundreds of people didn't care about Arad, and they should continue to quarrel. The scene was like a vegetable market. The dignitaries in the city gather here every day to waste time and saliva and do nothing.
This is the cold wind city that drove away the long-legged family. The wealthy headed by Old Arad thought that he could gain more, but he eventually found that managing a city was far more complicated than imagined.
Although a lot of real estate left by the long-legged family has been fished, real estate cannot be eaten or drunk. Without effective management, it is a pile of dead things.
Instead, Zhou Qingfeng pitted the long-legged family and the dignitaries in the city, desperately acquired materials and population, and built the territory with all his strength.
After about half a year of boiled last winter, more than 5,000 acres of land have been reclaimed by 'Fu Qiangling'. After the spring came, plantation began in the territory.
The poor in the north are forced to learn how to be farmers.
Treant Eileen learned from the real world the scientific method of farming, and she also got a lot of good seeds.
The first crop of fast-growing vegetables has been harvested and marketed. The earliest planted soybeans are also growing well, and oil can be squeezed after two months. Wait until June to plant winter wheat.
On the other hand, the nobles in the city did nothing all winter, watching the slaves starve to death in their own farm. For them, this is what happens every year, and it's not surprising.
Even because of the departure of the long-legged family and the containment of the ‘rich and strong collar’, most of the poor ghosts who died last winter were less than half of the cemetery ’s capacity.
By the way, because Falun's calendar is too chaotic. Zhou Qingfeng simply took the time when he arrived in a different world as the first year, and asked Shumei Sofia to re-compile a set of years.
It is mid-April in the new year.
Without the long-legged family, Coldwind City has become a completely chaotic city, and the lords are autonomous.
It sounds like it's irrelevant to live, no one is in the way. But without the true ruler, the contradictions of the power and wealth quickly became extremely acute.
Each family is not a good stubble, and has been instigated several times. More dead people and lost property than driving long-legged families away.
Old Arad reckoned that the situation was deteriorating and he had to come up with a governing body to manage the city and deal with contradictions. then......
Coldwind City Council appeared.
It also divides the upper house and the lower house.
Old Arad was elected by everyone to become the speaker, and every day he held a small hammer and knocked on the table in the winter hall and shouted ‘Silent’. Today his hammer went somewhere, and he found a riding boot instead.
But no one in the council listened to him even if he shouted.
City administration collects taxes, but everyone in Parliament is reluctant to pay. Everyone unanimously decided to collect the taxes of the civilians in the city. As a result, the money collected was not only small, but was completely corrupted before entering the warehouse.
Tax collection is a trivial matter, and power distribution is even more troublesome. Everyone wants to be members of the parliament, and they are desperately gangsters. As a result, there were meetings every day to discuss issues, but no resolution was reached.
Even if a resolution is not implemented, everyone wants to take advantage, and there is nothing to satisfy everyone.
Zhou Qingfeng had expected that the gang of dignitaries would mess things up, and he did not come at all during the parliamentary elections.
When other elites tried their best to fight for a seat in the House of Commons, Old Arad plugged him into the position of Deputy Speaker.
"Her Hugo, you must participate in Parliament."
"I just want to do business. The 'Harmonious Chamber of Commerce' is willing to serve everyone. What about the council, forget it."
"No, no, you have to come."
"I'm not good at politics."
"No bullshit, you have bad water in your stomach, better than anyone else."
The old Arad personally ran three trips to the ‘rich and strong collar’, so to speak, he had to pull Zhou Qingfeng out of the mountain by pulling hard.
Now only he can unite the families of Hanfengcheng closely. After all, everyone must do business with the Harmony Chamber of Commerce.
Zhou Qingfeng came to the Dongdong Hall today, only to know that there are eight vice-chairmen, and this position is not worth it at all. And his deputy speaker is the most troublesome job.
"Her Hugo, your ability to do business can be recognized by everyone. So you are responsible for collecting taxes." The first task that Old Arad gave Zhou Qingfeng was so difficult.
After all, nothing can be done without money.
In the past, more than a hundred powerful men could lead the family from the long-legged family. But now that the wizard group, no matter the nobles, can only make money to support themselves.
I do n’t know Chai Migui if I am not at home, and some people are beginning to regret that they should not drive away the original ‘boss’.
For tax collection, everyone felt that it was a hot potato, and no one was willing to take over. After all, it is too much trouble to collect money, and it is easy to offend people.
So Zhou Qingfeng reluctantly took the financial power of Hanfeng City in his hands-this power was still hard-pressed.
After coming into power, Vice-Chairman Zhou announced the exemption of the head tax and changed to a commercial tax based on commodity prices. The basic tax rate was 10%.
This tax is all collected by the 'Harmonious Chamber of Commerce'. Anyone who does business with the Chamber of Commerce must pay the tax.
Unsurprisingly, this resolution is a direct fryer of parliament.
Zhou Qingfeng took Todd and Lao Boge to admire the paintings in the Winter Hall, and lawmakers in the hall were discussing whether the tax rate was appropriate.
As a result, everyone discussed and discussed, but found that the 'Harmonious Chamber of Commerce' has been deeply involved in all commercial activities in Cold Wind City.
Financial restraint has taken shape. No one wants to withdraw from a convenient and cheap trading system because the losses are even greater.
So members of the upper and lower councils launched a motion asking for tax exemption for the nobility. Zhou Qingfeng directly refused-no matter what, the officials and the gents would accept food together.
The poor in the city can get relief, but they have no money anyway.
When they found that they had to pay taxes on each transaction, the lawmakers died.
On that day, more than half of the members of the council collectively demanded the removal of Victor Hugo's deputy speaker position-the removal was very successful, and Zhou Qingfeng patted his and left.
It was just another three days of arguing. The old Arad with a bag full of heads ran to ‘rich and strong collar’ to invite Zhou Qingfeng, His Excellency Hugo. It seems that you can only do the tax collection.
No money is really bad!