In this way, Egil changed his clothes again and went to Joan of Arc for a little afternoon tea. (This book comes from %..com, free full text txt download) When Joan of Arc was not paying attention, he added some ingredients to her teacup. Although he had already cooked two girls in the morning, Egil was still very good in spirit. This is the case for young people. Especially Egil, who has specially exchanged for the "beep" function. Although it has not reached the level of the Huangdi Emperor's Three Thousand Girls. Ye Yu Ten is very relaxed.

Sure enough, at the beginning, Joan of Arc didn't care too much. He looked at Egil looking at himself with interest, holding a teacup and drinking milk tea. He thought that what he said attracted the attention of his lover. So he said it even more exciting. Little did he know that Egil was actually observing the efficacy of the new charm medicine used this time...

"So, the empire's strategy should not be to continue to expand. Instead, it should adopt a garrisoning attitude. Try to restore the national strength that was damaged by continuous wars. Although in the war, the merchant class and handicrafts have developed vigorously, so that the empire's taxes have increased instead of reducing.

However, for the agricultural population, such continuous wars have intensified their taxes. At the same time, in order to maintain the supply of materials on the front line, we have repeatedly adjusted and reduced the living standards of serfs in the rear. The food collected has also increased from 60% to 70% in the previous period. In some places, the burden of farmers is gradually increasing. If this continues, the farmers of the empire are likely to rise up and resist because of overwhelming burden. By that time, the empire will be in trouble..." "Is that true?" Although the real purpose is to be with Joan of Arc, Egil would not mind before. He used political and military things as a prop. Egil, who has been in contact with many girls, divided girls into three types at this moment.

Ordinary, literary and two "beep," as if it were Sonia, Artoria, girls like sweet words, flowers and gentleness and consideration to lure them. Like Joan of Arc and Aurora, they should discuss knowledge, knowledge, current situation and government affairs with them to lure them. Like the young nun Maria...

Well, lollipop?

The way to please girls varies from person to person. That's what it means. Egil has this confidence. Although Joan of Arc has long been his person, such play will make him feel like he is making a new strategy and keep His Majesty's body and mind happy. Therefore, necessary small movements and small games are indispensable adjustments. Although this is a little sorry for the girls. But if you think about it carefully, girls can also get a lot of benefits from it (in various senses). So there is no problem at all.

Egil chuckled and shook his head. He continued, "Maybe from the perspective of morality, it is inappropriate to squeeze the peasant class in this way. But from the perspective of government rule, it is actually necessary. An empire is now involved in wars again and again. Some of these wars are indeed caused by me. But more are challenges that we have to face. To maintain a huge empire, war is essential." "It is true, but I think it is necessary to fight the war.

The scale and number of times were limited to a certain level." Joan of Arc had already felt the uncontrollable heat of his body. This strange feeling made her mind a little confused. She frowned slightly and shook her head. After Egil pretended to ask: "What's wrong with you? Do you want to take a break?" Then he replied: "Nothing is wrong." Then he continued: "It's like this crusade. In fact, the empire does not need such a big fanfare."

"Maybe." Egil shrugged, and then held Joan of Arc's soft hand calmly. While looking at Joan of Arc very seriously, he gently scratched her palms, so small

She gingerly teased her nerves: "But I still think that. Moreover, your peasant will resist. I think it's a bit too much to worry about. Why is it because even if the empire now adopts higher taxes, the share of forced serfs' food collection has increased by 10% or 20%.

However, because of the agricultural science and technology mastered by the empire, as well as the current agricultural farming props, and the excellent seed varieties, the farmers can still live their lives without famine. Let’s take a look at our neighbors, Moscow, Hungary, and Germany,

Italy, France, Spain... But in their country, a large number of farmers are in a state of famine every year. The phenomenon of starving people occurs every day.

Therefore, large-scale famine fleeing and entering the empire's territory continued to happen. Compared with these two, the serfs and self-cultivating farmers may complain a little. But except for some people with ulterior motives, most will continue to live quietly. They will not rebel as you imagined." Being gently kneaded by Egil made Joan Arc feel dizzy. His body was numb and his lower body gradually became wet.

"It should have worked." Egil looked at Joan of Arc's appearance and clamped Tui hard, and smiled.

"But, but" at this moment, Joan of Arc's brain became more and more confused. He wanted to refute Egil's words, but he couldn't say it.

"What's wrong with you?" Egil asked knowingly, and at the same time pretending to be concerned, he leaned over and mocked Joan of Arc's forehead: "It's very hot. Does it matter?"

"No, it's okay." Joan of Arc shook his head in panic while clamping his tui hard.

"Let's take a break. Your body is still very weak." After Egil said that, before Joan of Arc refused, he picked her up. Joan of Arc only felt "scam" and he hung in the air. Egil was hugged in the arms of a princess.

At that time, a person couldn't help it. The liquid secreted from his lower body fell on the floor ticking, making Joan of Arc just want to find a crack in the ground to get in. But Egil pretended to be fine. He then discussed these issues with Joan of Arc about agriculture and farmers' burdens.

"And, the agricultural system of the empire today still has potential to be discovered." Egil smiled in his heart. On the surface, he still looked very serious: "Although, because of the previous tensions with the Roman Catholic Church, the large-scale liberation reform failed to be implemented. But on a small scale, although it is inconsistent with it in name. But in fact, the system implemented by the newly-owned state-owned (also understood as owned by Egil) farms in Eastern Europe is the same as the reform.

Working in these state-owned farms is not the traditional serfs. They are told that they can leave at any time.

Enjoy the same rights as the free people. At the same time, the farm pays their salary in half of the grain and half of the coins per month according to the amount of labor. In this way, the production enthusiasm of these new people, which I call agricultural workers, has greatly increased. According to statistics, under the same conditions, the agricultural products produced by agricultural workers are more than 50% more than those produced by traditional serfs.

There are more than 80 such state-owned farms in the empire. At the same time, there are more state-owned (owned by Egir) land, which are undergoing such reforms. At the same time, I believe it.

After implementing such a reform, the serfs in other aristocratic territories of the empire will receive more or less news and flee to the state-owned territory, thus forcing the nobles to implement reforms similar to those of the empire's central government... Joan of Arc, are you listening to me?" At this moment, Joan of Arc naturally could not hear what Egil was saying. What agricultural reforms liberate serfs, what productivity and production relations. At this moment, Joan of Arc had completely no desire to care about these things. The power of the new charm medicine had completely applied to Joan of Arc. At this moment, Joan of Arc, who was held in Egil's arms, was so hot that he could not bear it. He just wanted to have a pair of solid and powerful arms to hug her tightly, and give her care, warmth and "beep".

"Egil hug me tightly." Loud, who was put on the bed by Egil, said emotionally. And Egil didn't need to disguise it anymore. Joan of Arc could no longer see clearly the conspiracy at the corner of his mouth...

So, soon, Egil took off Joan of white nun's clothing and quickly untied his clothes because Joan of Arc's body was weak. He could not bear too violent movements. So Egil controlled his movements to be as gentle as possible and soothed as possible. Starting from Joan of Arc's feet, he started to sing little by little. Then he went around and continued to move upwards. However, such gentle movements seemed to add fuel to the fire, making Joan of Arc who was extremely eager even more unbearable.

"I hate it... don't mess with others like this." Joan of Arc said, kicking and hitting Egil as if he was tickling. However, his movements were very light. Rather than hitting, it was more appropriate to tickling or caressing. Seeing Joan of Arc, who was usually dignified and beautiful, withdrawing from his hand, Egil no longer bears it. He hugged Joan of Arc's neck and kissed her lips, thrust his lower body, and inserted it in. It was also because of Joan of Arc's body. Egil did not dare to use too much strength. He was very careful, as if he was dealing with fragile products. Fortunately, his skills were pretty good. His lack of strength could be compensated with skills.

It can still satisfy Joan of Arc, who is burning with desire at this moment...
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