Chapter 20 Celebrations and Festivals

"Damn it." Kalinda gritted her teeth, "What a vicious scum. I will beat him up, then break his neck and eradicate the darkness of the empire."

"Well, this is the goal of our Night Owls."

Both of them showed a look of fearlessness.

"By the way, I almost forgot about the child." Kalinda ran to the little boy, squatted in front of him, showed a gentle smile, and took a purse from her waist, "Here, take this money and live well."

"Woo woo woo."

The little boy wiped his tears and took the purse with gratitude. Because it was too heavy, the purse almost fell on his feet. Fortunately, Kalinda took it.

"Thank you, sister. "

After sending the child out of the manor, the two set off for Maple Leaf Territory.

Five days later, the news of Zhu Weite's assassination spread to the High Castle Province, causing an uproar. The name of Night Owl immediately became a household name, and the wanted bounty for Night Owl was gradually launched.

And Field, who was called a vicious scum by Night Owl, was busy with the harvest celebration.

Today's manor is different from usual days. It is particularly popular, with voices and laughter everywhere.

There is no need to worry about being heard by the corpses. First, the safe zone is already very large, and second, the army is patrolling all the time.

In the past, before they came to Night Territory, they were poor and daily. After a day of physical labor, they returned to their musty house. At a glance, even the tables and chairs were broken. The cellar for storing grain had less food than the rat hole. The children could only look at their parents, wanting to cry out for hunger, but sensibly holding back.

Even so, they still had to worry about the local nobles sending tax-collecting bureaucrats to snatch their last grain.

But after coming to the Night Territory, it was completely different.

Especially today.

The central square of Fengqi Town, that is, the open space in front of the winery, had a more serious wooden platform built for the first time.

"Can we really eat free food today?" A resident asked others excitedly.

"Of course, it is said that there will be meat to eat."

"What do you know? This is a festival that only noble masters will hold, and there will be a dance."

"What is a dance?" a child asked.

"It is a rare thing. Even wealthy businessmen are not qualified to participate. It only belongs to the nobles."

"Today, the adults will announce the taxes. "

"I hope only 80% is enough."

"You're dreaming, how could it be that low? Don't forget how much gold coins your lord has spent."

"Field rode his horse through the wheat stacks. The golden wheat stacks made people feel particularly at ease.

"Except for a few acres of land in the remote areas, most of the wheat fields planted by slaves have been harvested." Tate followed Field and reported loudly. After putting away the parchment, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "My lord, do you really want to hold a ball for the people?"

"They don't understand music and are not worthy of dancing aristocratic dances. Don't let them waste your kindness."

"It's not an aristocratic ball, it's just a large-scale team building. There is only one goal: to have fun and have fun. Don't worry about anything else."

Waving his hand indifferently, Field wanted to add a festival to the territory, increase cohesion, and release the pressure on the people for many days.

"In the long run, large-scale festivals can combine business and promote consumption. "Field added, "It can also make the people deeply aware that Night Territory is different from other places."

"Is that so."

Everyone scratched their heads, not knowing what was going on.

After passing through the farmland, Field saw the lively Fengqi Town. Slaves were of course not allowed to participate in the festival, but they could get a small snack and a half-day rest. For the slaves, it was already very happy.

Almost all the free people gathered here.

"The Lord is here!"

When the people saw Field, they shouted excitedly, and immediately led the shouts of others.

Field waved to them happily. He didn't ask for anything. He felt very happy to be recognized by the people.

Stepping onto the built wooden platform, Field circulated his fighting spirit and said loudly: "I am your lord, Field."

"Before the celebration, I will announce the agricultural tax rate this time. You need to pay 35% of the harvest. In addition, there are no other taxes, such as farm tool tax, road tax, etc. There is no such thing. We subsidized your food before, and we didn't charge any fees. "

After Field finished speaking loudly, the audience fell silent. Field blinked and thought to himself: Why is no one talking? Is it too loud?

"Long live!"

Someone shouted, and then there was a tsunami-like shout.

"Oh my God, I can't believe my ears."

"Only so little? This is impossible."

"Nothing is impossible, because Lord Field is different!"

"If the previous lord had only collected 35% before coming to Night Territory, oh, no, even if he collected 60%, my sister would not have starved to death."

Feeling the countless warm emotions, Field stopped talking nonsense: "Today every year is designated as the Festival of Harvest. Now, the festival begins!"

Soon, a cart carrying bread was pushed over, along with three processed sheep. The bonfire was lit, and the aroma of food spread immediately.

"Let's play with everyone, singing or dancing, it doesn't matter."

Field said to several of the people around him. They were all selected by Field in advance and could sing or play musical instruments.

"Yes, sir."

With the lord's endorsement, everyone immediately played music and sang, and the celebration quickly became lively.

The two men entered the venue with a step that did not recognize their relatives, and danced around the bonfire. More and more people joined in, releasing the depression in their hearts.

They couldn't let go when he was there, so Field asked the Night Guard to manage the law and order, and he returned to the Starry Night Castle.

Only he and the Chosen One were at the private dinner of the Starry Night Castle, and even the maid was given a holiday by Field.

"Sir, you are finally here!"

Charlotte waved at Field.

In the yard of the Starry Night Castle, a bonfire was also lit, and on the long picnic table, there was pudding, steak, or various fruits and vegetables. As a lord, there is no reason to treat yourself badly while treating the people well.

Rosaria rarely plucked the harp.

Field lay down on the bench leisurely, and just when he was about to stretch, Ashina came over to massage his back obediently, and Charlotte picked up the plate, forked a piece of apple, and handed it to him like coaxing a child.

"Thank you very much."

After eating it in one bite, Field immediately experienced the pleasure of a feudal landlord: "Oh, this damn sense of guilt is really addictive."