Transmigration of the bastard lord

Sig Frandi, an extremely self-centered guy, the only thing he cares about in life, and the only thing he can show his humanity, is his own sister, Isis Frandi.

Miss Isis inherited her mother's beauty, but unfortunately she also inherited her mother's stupidity.Isis, who has no talent and is not smart enough, is doomed to be only a tool for marriages between great nobles.

Seeger's dedication and admiration for Isis caused headaches for the Frandy family. This daring bastard even plotted against Isis's two fiancés successively, causing Isis to delay her marriage until she was 28 years old. marriage.Part of his tireless scramble for power was to gain political influence over the Flanders, and to get Miss Isis into his hands.

But Miss Isis seems to be unable to wait for that time, or in other words, even though Sig worked so hard, Miss Isis still has not escaped the fate of being used as a marriage tool.

As Fu Youguang said, amidst the mutual devouring of the "people" at the top, Isis Frandi, the lady who may have had expectations of Seeger, did not believe him to the end; Became a victim of Vanity Fair, a tool for compromise deals between great nobles.

In the Earl's body, Sieg Frandi curled up into a ball, sadness, unwillingness, remorse, anger, intertwined emotions turned into silent sobs.

Fu Youguang was taken aback by his appearance. It's not that this guy has never cried before. He would scream and cry at the slightest pain; but that kind of crying is different from this kind of crying, even if he looks down on men. Fu Youguang, who was in tears, couldn't find words to ridicule him for a while—if Fu Youguang recognized this kind of older middle school target and sympathized with him, don't worry about it.

Too lazy to pay attention to that guy, Fu Youguang turned around and looked at the subordinates with different expressions in the hall, his eyes swept over their faces one by one.Underneath the calm expression of some people is uncontrollable anxiety, which strongly resists the theory of cannibalism in the bottom of their hearts; some people are full of confusion, but they still don't understand it, or dare not understand it deeply; some people have a look of hatred , This is recalling the painful experience of being treated as a blood sacrifice.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Youguang puffed up his chest, and said in a deep voice: "If someone thinks that his original life is good, and is willing to continue to get something for nothing and enjoy the flesh and blood of others with peace of mind; or the one who is willing to give, then They're not going to be here. Change is what people who follow the rules fear most, and our farms, our castle system, are changing every day."

The ladies who had experienced the unbearable experience felt relieved, and then became tense for no reason.

Smiling at the ladies, Fu Youguang slowed down his tone: "When I walked out of the castle, I just wanted to change. Change the world that I think is unreasonable, and change the original unreasonable rules within my ability. Of course , I am not an omnipotent god, I will make mistakes and problems. At this time, I need companions and like-minded comrades to help me when I make mistakes. Join me in order to change Hyde Work hard to deal with the unsatisfactory status quo of the game.”

There is no sense of revolution in this other world. When Fu Youguang uttered such a vague hint of rebellion, the people present did not agree with it. Only a few ambitious people raised their eyebrows.

"Since we think it is unreasonable, we need to know where it is unreasonable and why it is unreasonable. First of all, we must understand the social structure of Hydesy." Picking up plaster chalk and drawing a big pyramid on a wooden board, Fu Youguang Click on the bottom, "Hydesside has a population of one million. The largest number is farmers, freemen, serfs, and slaves in villages and towns. Those who live better are the urban residents of the three cities. They are engaged in some kind of fixed or semi-fixed jobs, such as coolies, servants, workers, etc., can receive salaries, and can guarantee basic living needs. Assets, the amount is about 70."

"Further up, there is the middle class with industries. They usually operate workshops, shops, manors, etc.; the male masters of the family have titles, allowing them to protect the family business. The narrowest part of the spire is the one that has the actual ruling power The ruling class. The nobles of the real power faction, the officials of the city hall, counting individually, there may be dozens of so-called 'big men' in the entire Hydside."

From 70 people to dozens, the huge difference between the numbers made the hearts of the people in the hall tremble.What the Earl pointed out is actually known to everyone, but no one has ever estimated it so clearly in this way.

Fu Youguang drew a thick horizontal line under the spire of the pyramid, pointing at this horizontal line, Fu Youguang revealed a trace of frivolity on his face: "This class is... well, it is a special product of this world. .Professional strong people. Employed by rich people, or simply supported by rich people. These professional strong people suppress disobedient people for the ruling class; at the same time, this is the only ladder for people at the bottom to climb up. .”

"Professional powerhouses help rentiers stabilize their rule, making Hydesy's human society form a seemingly solid pyramid..." Fu Youguang turned to face the crowd, turning a blind eye to the displeasure shown by some of them, "But unfortunately, this kind of pyramid only looks solid. Even if the people at the bottom are insensitive, how can they be willing to support the top and sacrifice their own flesh and blood and even their lives? What about the conflict of interests among rentiers? Could it be connected into a tight front?"

"This social structure in the form of a pyramid is extremely unhealthy and fragile. There are two worlds above and below the horizontal line. Commoners who cannot become professional strongmen cut their flesh and bones to support the nobles all their lives, but struggle on the line of food and clothing. Such a situation The foundation formed by the people, and the superstructure built on it, can be imagined to be weak."

"Sixty years ago, Hydesey was destroyed. It only took half a month before and after, that is, the iron hooves of the empire set off from the imperial capital and wandered around Hydesey." Fu Youguang had a mocking smile on his face, Opened the folder in his hand, "We can look at the history - in just a hundred years, in the human kingdom of our southern continent, more than a dozen countries have been destroyed successively. Those who were massacred by the entire clan in the struggle of various forces Noble, the bloody name can fill a folder."

People from aristocratic families can no longer keep calm, and who can understand the cruelty of aristocratic wars better than them.Steven Simon, the indifference on his face also disappeared, sat up straight unconsciously.

"The common people at the bottom cut their flesh and bones to support the upper class, but the ruling class itself can't guarantee that their heads will survive until the end of their lives. This is the world we are facing now." Fu Youguang restrained his frivolous sarcasm, and looked at him calmly Followers, "Now, who else can come out and say he's happy with life—willing to keep it the same?"

"I—" Captain Renn, who had been listening very hard all this time, suddenly stood up, scaring Fu Youguang to throw his neck back; he thought that this stupid big man would have some good ideas, but in the end he was spitting He yelled roughly, "My lord! I don't understand what you're saying!"

Fu You slipped to the ground.

"But I think it's good now. After leaving the castle, everything is different from before." Ren clenched his fist and said firmly, "It's great, I like this kind of change every day, every day A life of surprises. Lord Earl, when you need us to do something, you only need to give an order."

Fu Youguang climbed up from the chair, with black lines all over his face: "Sit down, Ren. You can ask questions if you don't understand. When you do something, you have to understand it in order to do it clearly. Use your brain more, buddy! "

Ren's fuss eased the atmosphere, only Mrs. Lilith, who had been in a state of shock all the time, was too tense to recover.Ms. Vivienne, the number one fanatic of a certain god stick, had a strange light in her eyes, and said firmly: "My lord, as your followers, we will all fight for your will."

"No, no. Ms. Vivian, if it's just my will, I can't do anything." Fu Youguang shook his head lightly, stopping Ms. Vivian's speech, "Change the social structure of Hydesy, To make our Hydesy more prosperous, it must be the will of all, and this ideal can be realized. Or, it must be the will of most people.”

"I hope that Hydesy can change, can be freed from the vicious circle of cannibalism, and can make everyone fed and clothed. One day in the future, ordinary people will have overnight food at home, and wear shoes on their feet when they go out. Work and get paid for it. If they can do this, they will be me, us, and our castle. When foreign enemies invade, they will be our solid backing; when they are oppressed, we can Be their strong protection. This is the social makeup of Jiankang, and this is the Hyderside I want."

The various emotions in the hall gradually calmed down following this passage.There is no utopia or utopia in this world, but this does not mean that people do not expect a peaceful and prosperous life.

Seeing that everyone's expressions calmed down, Fu Youguang smiled and said: "You shouldn't underestimate the role of ordinary people, right? The development of Hein Farm to the present is not just the credit of a certain group of people. Let's work together Establishing a system, maintaining the system, and absorbing others to join our system; then working and laboring together, the small Hein farm can now produce a large amount of non-staple food, which can enrich the tables of thousands of households—what a great thing this is .”

"Eleven." Steven Simon, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke out.

Everyone turned their eyes to him. The Holy Knight, who always kept a deceitful smile, was expressionless at this moment, and his eyes were more serious than ever: "The farmer who committed suicide so far. The price of eggs was originally ten copper coins and two, chicken twenty copper coins One catty. Three copper coins per catty for green vegetables. The price of these things has dropped by three to five times, and their goods can only rot in the warehouse."

The atmosphere suddenly became serious again, Fu Youguang didn't speak, just looked at Steven quietly.This guy is very smart, and he didn't finish his sentence.

Steven also looked directly at the count, and said, "My master. Do you—do you regard all nobles as enemies?"

According to the development of the farm model, the castle system will be the enemy of all rentiers.Steven Simon, who is also a master in the struggle, pinpointed the key points precisely.

There is no room for relaxation between opposing classes.This question is not difficult to answer: "Steven, between 90 and dozens, which one do you choose?"

Unexpectedly, the Earl would ask such a question, Steven was stunned for a moment; Fu Youguang continued: "It's not that all the nobles are my enemies, but, if you want to develop Hyderside, the existing rentiers will inevitably stand in our way. In order to protect their natural superior life and exploitative privileges, they must get rid of me and hurry up."

Everyone who was stuffed with too many things in their minds frowned for a while. It was too difficult for outsiders without class consciousness to understand what Fu Youguang poured out all at once.

"I will choose 90 yuan without hesitation, and stand firmly on their side." Fu Youguang himself answered, with a resounding voice, "Compared to the so-called aristocrats and big shots who are greedy and do everything to ensure their own prosperity and wealth , Those who are truly working and laboring are my people. Those who try to beat my people to their bones are my enemies."

"My lord, you mean to say that you don't need any nobles to share your power, and you will rule Hydesy directly, don't you?" Steven said very bluntly.This is already directly asking if you want to rebel against the Empire.

Steven's statement was so obvious that Fu Youguang felt a little bit pained, this guy's thinking was not on the same line as his!Lamenting that he is indeed not made for political work, Fu Youguang struggled to explain: "My statement was wrong. In short, as I have always said, I do not accept anyone who gets something for nothing to parasitize the flesh and blood of my people. Hydesyll will be the land of the laborers only, and its masters will be the industrious working people."

Steven Simon smiled lightly, he got up suddenly, strode up to Fu Youguang, knelt down in a knightly manner, took the earl's left hand and kissed it lightly on the back of his hand, his eyes full of bewitching With high spirits: "I swear by the honor of the knight, your expectations will be realized, my master."

Followers left their seats and stood up, bowing and saluting.Some people were anxious but extremely excited, some were breathless with excitement, and some were full of anxiety when they were hesitant to speak; the questions and answers between the earl and the holy knight were so explicit, it would be too stupid to react—— Their master, Sig Frandy, will become the real king of Hydesey!

Fu Youguang's whole body was stiff, and his eyes gradually turned white; while mourning that his ideological enlightenment had gone astray, he began to feel sorry for the disgusting behavior of Steven, a perverted holy knight-the back of Nima's hand is about to rot! !

The first ideological education class ended in failure, and Fu Youguang lay on the bed in a river of sadness: "...this f*ck... how did a good revolutionary enlightenment become a declaration of treason... Where the hell did I do it?" Wrong...don't cry, Sig, why don't you give me an idea..."

Seeger's soul curled up and didn't move. After waiting for a while, Fu Youguang couldn't help poking him: "Hey, don't you have enough crying?"

The main body version of Lord Earl suddenly went berserk, jumped up and jumped into Fu Youguang's soul.It seemed that he wanted to shake his fist to vent something, but unfortunately, the difference in soul size between the two sides was too big...

"Hey, you are enough, don't act like a spoiled child to me, my brother's goosebumps haven't gone down yet."

"...You rude, vulgar, and rude bastard!!" Sig finally uttered angrily.

"Day, everyone told you not to act like a baby at me, the hairs are standing on end." Fu Youguang was so disgusted that he couldn't bear it.

"..."

Sig retreated into the corner helplessly, with a face full of self-deprecation: "Don't ask me about that kind of thing. Your saint-like organizational program is simply not an area I will touch."

"Hey... I've heard it in the party class, but I just can't learn how to use it. If mental power is my brother's golden finger, can I use it to change to a political commissar..." Fu Youguang pulled his hair in worry.

"Idiot." Seeger, who had regained a little spirit, despised this guy's whims as always.

"...I really want to create a feudal system that is handed down from father to son. I'm a fart. This idea of ​​enfeoffing power must be eradicated from the source. No, I have to find a way." Fu Youguang gritted his teeth Get up from the bed, go to the desk and sit down, and start to write quickly.

Watching the lines of writing appear on the paper through the shared eyesight, Sieg remained silent.

When this guy is full of energy, he looks like a fool who can never calm down, but when he is working seriously, he can face boring paperwork at this desk all day long.

Seeger, who is good at playing with people's hearts, is also very good at judging people. He can almost predict Fu Youguang's nature, behavior patterns, and reaction methods now.

But even so, it was still difficult for him to understand this person.

Taking back the sharing of vision, Sieg closed his eyes and sank quietly in the darkness.

Whenever he recalled Isis's betrayal, he couldn't calm down for several days.He had tried to save Isis—a kindness that was not easy for a man of his absolute ego.After being betrayed, on the one hand, it is the loss of a loved one, and on the other hand, it is the shame of not being trusted; Sig Frandi, who has been smart for a lifetime, did something stupid for the only time.

The rustling sound of the pen tip on the paper seemed to be a lullaby, and Sig Frandi, who was clutching the wound in his heart, gradually fell asleep.

The brusque guy took control of his body and forced him to do things he had no interest in doing.The preferential treatment to those women, the various behaviors to curry favor with those untouchables, everything made Sig Frandi feel unreasonable for himself in this alien world.

But it cannot be denied that this annoying guy can always give people a sense of peace of mind.For example, Sig will never find out by himself that he fully believes that Fu Youguang can do what he said - to get Hydesy out of the vicious circle of eating people, and never let... that stupid woman like Isis The poor man became a victim in a certain profit transaction.

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Mr. Andrew, the two spellcasters who were blinded and had to turn around to face the wall: ...Do you think that guy will be the king or the god first?

Davis: ...I think what you should consider more is, when the Holy See came to call, would you choose to run away, or fight with that guy?

Andrew: You guys are really cheating on me!You already knew that day would come!You bastard, you made me sign a soul contract! (╯‵*′)╯︵┻━┻