Chapter 503 Daxia 14th Year

Tiona was tired of scolding and found a chair to sit down.

The look on her father's face clearly showed no remorse.

He had no choice but to unleash his killing move.

"Father, be more honest from now on. Wouldn't it be nice to drink tea and enjoy the flowers every day?

Do you think that the title that was removed will be given back to you?

Let me tell you, your title will last for three years at most, and Derek will definitely give it back to you step by step. "

Knight Michal smiled and said to himself: Let me just say, I am the queen's father, can I really cut off my title?

Tiona looked at his happy face and smiled coldly: "Ha! Don't be too happy too early. Originally, Derek and I had discussed it. After my grandfather passed away, I would give you a fief and give each of my brothers a palace title. Granted some noble official positions, but now... all of them are gone because of your stupid behavior.

Want an official position? Apply yourself to explore the New World! "

Knight Michal, who had been indifferent until now, suddenly let out a scream.

Being scolded and deprived of rank before was at best a bit embarrassing for him.

But the real power, fiefdom, and title were gone, and he suddenly felt sad.

"Tiona, my Queen's daughter, you can't ignore me! Tell Your Majesty quickly, I plead guilty, I really plead guilty!"

Tiona ignored him at all and just watched him howling and acting.

If you don't teach him a lesson, he will really cause big trouble in the future.

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There are many things in the empire, and there are new things every day.

The death of Marquis Pérez was followed by a few days of excitement, and was gradually forgotten.

It is always inevitable for people to have cold tea.

In the end, except for family and friends, few people remembered.

For most people, life goes on as usual.

After the New Year, few people still remember it.

Daxia 14 years! ! !

A large amount of gold and silver poured in, prospering the market brought about by the development of productivity.

Dagu went home from duty and went to the Royal Bank outside the palace gate to withdraw some cash.

As Captain of the Royal Guards, his salary is paid through the Royal Bank.

Even the salaries of bureaucrats and soldiers throughout the Daxia Empire were paid through the Royal Bank.

Over the years, as the empire spread, people got used to the novelty of banks.

Moreover, the gold, silver and copper coins printed by the Royal Bank are of high quality and exquisitely produced, and are very popular.

The war horses bearing the family crest and the royal emblem came to the door of the bank. The sharp-eyed soldiers on duty recognized these marks.

The royal guards are allowed to use the royal emblem, which is a sign of His Majesty's favor.

Like now, when the soldier saw it, he immediately ran over and saluted respectfully: "Salute to you, knight."

Dagu turned over and dismounted, stroking his chest and returning the greeting.

"Soldier, tie up my horse. I'll be out in a minute."

"Okay, knight."

Dagu was polite, but would not pay too much attention to an ordinary soldier.

In fact, he was in a hurry to withdraw money. After all, this bank opened outside the palace, which was a symbol of strength. Many people liked to come here to do business.

A tall mixed-race barbarian walked into the hall. The tall man attracted attention.

However, there are many barbarians in the Daxia Empire, especially among the guards, there is a barbarian infantry division, so barbarian officers can be seen near the palace from time to time.

Dagu did not use the privileges. He waited in line patiently for a while before sitting in front of the counter with his voucher.

"Take one hundred gold coins."

"Okay, sir. Do you need metal coins or gold coupons?"

Gold certificates, as newly issued banknotes, are rarely in circulation.

Dagu himself was not very familiar with it. He originally wanted to take all the metal coins, but his words changed when he said it: "It's half the same."

He remembered his identity and thought of it as supporting His Majesty's New Deal!

At least, His Majesty the Emperor's credit is still valuable at present, and he has never used any bad means to harvest wealth, otherwise there would be no need to even think about promoting banknotes.

The teller was very happy. After all, not many people accept pen and paper these days.

She quickly counted gold coins and one-yuan gold coupons for Dagu.

Dagu also clicked it himself. The gold coin had the portrait of His Majesty the Emperor on the front and the two-headed dragon flag on the back. He was very familiar with it.

But the gold certificate was different. One side showed a colorful painting of the Great Xia military parade, and the other side had the emperor's portrait printed on it. It also said: Royal Bank of the Great Xia Empire.

Then there is the face value, one gold dollar.

The Royal Bank claims that every gold dollar can be exchanged for one gold coin at the Royal Bank, and it prints as many banknotes as there are gold coins in stock.

For most people, gold coins are real precious metals, and aren’t banknotes just a piece of paper?

Dagu touched it himself and felt that the paper was delicate and had rough textures on one side. It looked pretty good.

The teller even taught him some methods of distinguishing authenticity from falsehoods. It wasn't until the people in line behind him became impatient that he politely ended the teaching.

Daguxian glanced at the person behind him. He had fair skin and green eyes. He looked like he was an overseas businessman dressed up?

"Barbarians, they don't know how to be polite."

Dagu despised him in his heart. Although he was a mixed-blood barbarian, even a barbarian was one of the northern races recognized by the Daxia Empire, and he was an authentic citizen of Daxia.

He heard that these overseas barbarians all came from small countries with weak people and backward civilization, so he naturally looked down upon them.

Except for Bai Nu... Dagu touched his chin and it felt good.

Oops! He glanced at the sun and thought he would be scolded again if he delayed returning home.

Dagu hurriedly rode home. He was qualified to ride in a car, but he felt a little uncomfortable. Moreover, with his body, he always felt that the car space was too small and uncomfortable.

Dagu didn't care much about money. He really didn't care. Otherwise, with his status, he would have a hundred ways to make money.

It is impossible for noble bureaucrats to govern the country and completely stop making money.

The Great Xia Empire was still good. After all, it had only been a few years since the war ended, and the knife handle was still dripping with blood.

But noble bureaucrats, even if they were doing business and sea trade, would not live badly.

But Dagu was the one exception among thousands. Except for salary and rewards, he really didn't touch anything.

So, he actually needed to live on salary, and even rented a house in the imperial capital.

Look, riding back home, ordinary officials of this level, which one is not a mansion with a group of slaves, only Dagu lived in a three-story courtyard, raised a few veterans, and then nothing.

The old soldier who dozed off by the door said that he was a gatekeeper and was no more useful than a dog.

Dagu tied up his horse himself, carefully bypassed the gatekeeper's outstretched legs, and prepared to enter the door.

"Ah! The general is back!"

The gatekeeper was awakened and stood up with his hands on his waist.

Dagu smiled and replied: "You sleep, don't worry about me."