After being forced to step down, the once annoying nun eloped with me Author: Lu Wei
After establishing a unified human empire, Yang Hao was wrongly accused and removed from office because of the unequal benefits he gave to the nobles, the pope and the landlords.
Everyone he supported never spoke up.
Or in other words, unable to speak.
This event is called the [Quiet Exile] event.
After returning to the village where it all began in humiliation,
The one who greeted him was not the friend who had helped him before.
Not even the village chief who once saved my life.
But it was the annoying Sister Theresa who had always been at odds with him.
"Did you show up just to mock me?"
"Although it's fun to see you in such a miserable state, there's no place for you in this country. Here, this is bread for a skinny little dog with nowhere to go. Don't think too much. Those bad women have nothing to do with you. Come with me."
... ... Ten years later.
"I'm here to take back what's mine."
When the coalition forces of the elves and demons attacked the human empire, which was torn apart by internal and external troubles,
Every human being can see,
Surrounded by elves and monsters,
It was the regent they had driven out that year.
With the nun who accompanied him.
Prologue: The Exiled Regent
"The Kagad Massacre, the [smog incident] caused by illegal experiments with weapons of mass destruction in residential areas, the sheltering of elves and vampires, the sheltering of pagans, the sheltering of non-believers, the blasphemy of God, the blasphemy of faith, the waste of resources on slums and refugees, the brainwashing of the next queen... etc."
"It is hereby declared that the current Regent of the Roman Empire, Yang Hao, will be stripped of his position as Regent by the Holy Court of Light, the Supreme Court of the Empire, the Noble Council, the Landowners Council, the House of Commons, and the Military Court for the above crimes. In addition, the Workers' Union, the Red Cross, and other useless public welfare organizations under his name will be disbanded immediately—"
Roman Empire, Imperial Calendar Year 004, World Calendar Year 1404. Judgment Square in the capital of the Roman Empire.
The Regent, or the former Regent Yang Hao was looking at the people on the platform expressionlessly. He was dressed in cloth and his body was covered with slime left by rotten eggs and tomatoes.
"Mr. Yang Hao, do you have anything else to say?"
The judge on the stage couldn't bear it. All of the above were fabricated charges to slander him by nobles, religious people, landlords, warlords and even royal people who had suffered losses or uneven distribution of interests.
She hoped that the regent who brought hope to mankind would show the slightest doubt or dissatisfaction. As long as he did so, she would do her utmost to redress his wrongdoing in accordance with the contract.
But the judge was disappointed.
Yang Hao just looked around at those representatives who looked like human beings with an expressionless face, and focused his attention for a long time on the shadows who had been saved by his life but dared not speak at this moment.
"I have no objection."
He gave his answer indifferently, his eyes full of disappointment and fatigue.
The trend is coming, and there is no need for me to feel the slightest recognition for this country for which I have fought for half my youth.
Instead of struggling and being covered in the yellow mud-like shit, it is better to let go of everything and leave yourself some peace.
It's a pity that I did so much for this new empire, but in the end I was brought to this end by a bunch of bastards... As expected, humans are such an untrustworthy race.
The discouraged Yang Hao was filled with emotion.
The presiding judge was silent for a long time.
She stared at the man who was in such a state of disgrace but still held his head high with her bitter green eyes, her cherry pink lips moving up and down calmly.
"Then, here is the verdict. Former Regent Yang Hao, for the above crimes, shall be deprived of... deprived of imperial citizenship... deprived of all political rights... deprived of..."
The presiding judge mentioned the word "deprivation" countless times, but in the end, she took a deep breath as she looked at the "capital punishment" written in the document in front of her that had been prepared in advance.
"Finally, considering the criminal's previous contributions to the human empire, I, as the chief judge, will reduce his charges - the criminal will be sentenced to "exile". Do you have any objections?"
Judgment Square fell into silence for a moment, and then became noisy the next moment.
Everyone is saying - "Let him die."
No one pleaded for him, even though he ensured that the poor of the empire could have bread to eat every day.
The way those powerful representatives looked at him was so dangerous.
But the president of the court still held his head high and struck the gavel representing silence with the utmost arrogance and indifference.
Changing the death penalty to exile was the last thing the president of the court did for him, even at the cost of his own future.
…
After changing into his last piece of cloth in the cell, Yang Hao was walking on the street expressionlessly, carrying a briefcase he designed himself. The guards around him were protecting him as he left the city gate, so as not to die on the street before leaving the capital.
Outside the guards were angry civilians, including many refugees and poor people who had been helped by Yang Hao's previous policies.
These guys were full of gratitude when they received the relief food. When Yang Hao stepped down, they were the ones who came to join in the fun with rotten eggs, tomatoes and even stones.
"Butcher! The Butcher of Kagaard!"
"You bastard who used my friend as an experiment! You scumbag! You liar! We trusted you so much!"
"Cultists! Cultists who deserve to be burned at the stake!"
Everyone was shouting - let him die.
No one was willing to speak up for him.
It's ridiculous that the guards who are protecting him now are even the subordinates of the warlords who have been suppressed by him for several years and have not been able to stand up and steal the country.
Yang Hao sneered in his heart. What he had been trying to protect for so many years was actually "people" or animals called "people"? It would be better to say that even animals know how to be grateful better than them.
Snap—
A rotten egg hit the guard's raised shield, and the smelly egg liquid stuck to Yang Hao's hair, followed by several tomatoes and sand splashed after fragile stones smashed on the shield.
Through the gaps in the shield, Yang Hao could see the workers dismantling the guild building that was built for their welfare.
He gripped the handle of his briefcase tightly, gritting his teeth and thinking that even rabbits wouldn't eat grass near their burrows, so how dare they
Through the gaps in the shield, Yang Hao saw that the medical staff of the Red Cross were also expelled like him. They squatted on the ground in white robes and sterilized masks, allowing the reveling untouchables to snatch every valuable-looking item in the hospital, even the sterile tiles made of a small amount of silver were not spared.
You guys are a bunch of beasts! Do you know that it is because of the Red Cross that you are no longer in danger of life due to severe colds during the flu season? !
Yang Hao clenched his fists so tightly that he didn't even notice that his nails had cut the flesh on his palms.
What finally made his heart as calm as death was the scene where he saw the believers of the Temple of Light, or the Church of Light, throwing the textbooks they had collected for popular education into a brazier and burning them to ashes.
There was no need to have any more thoughts about this country. When he walked out of the gate of the capital amidst the hail of bullets and rotten eggs and tomatoes with this thought in mind, a casual guard pushed him, causing him to stumble and fall on the stone brick national road he had built based on his policy:
"Get out! You only have one year to leave the border of the Roman Empire! Don't let us see you in the empire after one year! Get out!"
He did not respond, but walked silently towards the end of the national road.
Just as he left, the plan called "Unifying the World" in the Regent's office, which was enough to allow the Human Empire to wipe out the surrounding races, was thrown into the trash can.
The person in charge of cleaning the Regent's office didn't even think the stuff was worth keeping secret by shredding it and burning it.
A year later, it was found in a garbage dump by elven scouts, who handed it over to the elven queen Fen as a treasure.
Chapter 1: The country collapsed one year later, and the nun
Half a year after the [Silent Incident] ended.
The Roman Empire is still operating slowly and effectively according to the "de-regency" administrative plan promulgated by the current ruling class, as effective as a suicidal patient taking firm steps towards the roof.
According to the new laws of the Roman Empire, everything popularized by the former regent must now be eliminated.
The free medical institution called the "Red Cross" was replaced by an expensive group of aristocratic doctors. The nobles took back the rights they should have monopolized, but the residents did not feel any abnormality in just half a year.
Short-sighted people just think that after the Red Cross, a blood-sucking thieves' guild that they have no use for, was replaced by the nobles, they would have to pay a few coins less in taxes every month and could eat a few more pieces of bread every month, which is a good thing.
Not only the Red Cross, but everything previously promoted by the Regent was almost completely eliminated.
The Holy Court of the Church of Light declared the scholars he trained to be heretics, and all the scholars who did not speak out for him during the Silent Incident were arrested later. In addition, except for the scientific researchers in charge of military research, those scholars who studied culture, tradition, the origin of theology, and even popular education were almost all sentenced to death.
The Church of Light believed that burning with fire could burn the souls of heretics into hell. And those scholars who hoped to make people refuse to believe in religion through their knowledge, or to have the right to "not believe in religion", would naturally be roasted with the lava of hell until they turned into dead devils.
Two months after the scholars were arrested, with gunpowder filling the parish and a burning stench lingering in the streets for two weeks, and the ignorant believers praising "My Lord" loudly, the souls of countless scholars turned into charcoal and fell into hell. Only a very small number of people escaped the border of the Roman Empire through various connections, and finally fled by sea to another continent, a country that had already begun colonizing the New World, where they could barely make a living.
Not only were religious figures persecuting scholars, but nobles, landlords, warlords and even the royal family itself were also trying every means to eliminate Yang Hao's former influence.
The free night schools advocated by the former regent were ordered to close. The nobles said, it doesn’t matter if you are illiterate, we will protect you, provide you with justice, and give you the jobs and salaries you deserve!
The civilians were so grateful for this that they didn't realize that if they didn't understand numbers, they naturally didn't understand why the purchasing power of the money had decreased even though the salary they received was the same as last month.
The new steam-powered factories advocated by the former regent were dismantled, in order, according to the royal theory, to provide more job opportunities for the people.
The Roman royal family was not blind to the contribution of steam factories to productivity, but after expelling the regent, they simply could not understand what conditions were needed to implement the policies he left behind.
I think, since it cannot be implemented, why not just go back to the old days when everyone could govern
The young queen watched helplessly as her fathers tore down their former great achievements into rubble, while the president of the court, who had been demoted to a maid, could only cover her face and sigh.
The unions in various regions were completely disbanded, and what made the guild leaders hand over their power was the temptation of double salary and tax exemption for five years promised by the nobles.
Once the union was dissolved, the workers lost their ability to work together as a team, and were forced to accept layer upon layer of exploitation, just because each of them received a hush money of two silver coins when the Quiet Incident occurred.
In the Roman Empire, one silver coin could only provide a family of three with food for one day, and was even less than the total amount of copper coins a beggar could collect in a day.
And many, many more…
Under the promotion of landlords, the leadership of the royal family and the implementation of the government, the farmers of the Roman Empire lost the support provided by agricultural insurance and, instigated by religion, firmly believed that "after expelling the regent, the Roman Empire would usher in the nectar of God and the harvest would get better and better every year."
Farmers no longer worried about the harvest. Naturally, the sprinkler system that had been built at great expense, required the steam industry to operate properly and was expensive to maintain, was completely damaged due to long-term disrepair. The money saved was not spent as the farmers expected, but went into the salons of the nobles and became cakes and candies.
At the suggestion of General Dreshuka, the "Royal Army" created by the former regent for the royal family was disbanded on the grounds that "they trusted the former regent more than the royal family, which was not allowed for the royal family."
Of course, this may be the apparent reason, but the real reason may be that the maintenance cost of this army equipped with advanced steam guns is too high, and now there is no functioning steam factory in the entire Roman Empire to produce equipment.
Rather than maintaining an army that you can't afford to support no matter what, wouldn't it be more appropriate to disband it and rebuild a traditional army that is mainly composed of swords and shields, supplemented by archers and magicians
The royal family was hoping that they could create a new army during the honeymoon period with the various factions.
And indeed, now that they have ended the turmoil that lasted for about half a year, they have finally become prosperous and wealthy.
Almost everything left by the Regent was cleared out. Industrial research and people's livelihood construction that required large amounts of capital investment were expressly prohibited, which naturally left more gold coins in the national treasury.
The extra gold coins gave everyone in the Roman Empire an illusion—after the regent left, the country seemed to have become much richer.
But for the current rulers of the Roman Empire, although they have become "rich", there are still considerable contradictions in the distribution of interests.
The diocese headed by the Grand Master hoped to gain more benefits and expand its followers, but everyone except the diocese was worried that the religion would become too powerful and their influence would decrease accordingly - so no one agreed to the Master's proposal, even though he had made the greatest effort in the Silent Incident.
The opposition from everyone made this fat, greasy pig so angry that he smashed several tiles in the round table conference room with his scepter.
The warlords, led by General Dreshuka, hope to use the money to expand the army to facilitate subsequent military operations against the border elves and other foreign countries and carry out brutal military expansion.
But the strength of the army will inevitably lead to the weakness of other factions. Just like that, everyone except General Dreshuka shook their heads in opposition, causing the representative nominated by the warlords to raise his eyebrows, and he was obviously in a bad mood.
The nobles wanted to own more land, while the royal family wanted to state-owned land as much as possible. The two sides were at loggerheads, neither was willing to give in, and the dispute ended in a quarrel.
The landlords remained silent: no matter which faction they belonged to, they were all cutting their own flesh with a knife. They could not agree to the demands of other factions, but they did not have the courage to put forward their own demands.
The heated discussion became more and more intense. The polite greetings of "Master" and "General" were no longer heard in the conference room. Instead, it turned into roars of "You fat pig!" and "You bald donkey" and the crisp sound of weapons being unsheathed.
With everyone trying their best to exercise restraint, this meeting to decide the fate of the distribution of interests in the Roman Empire did not end in bloodshed - because everyone knew that they did not have the ability to deal with the mess that would follow bloodshed.
But the absence of bloodshed in public does not mean that there will be no changes in secret. The day after this unpleasant meeting, the leader announced that the diocese would implement autonomy on the premise of [ensuring the integrity of the Roman Empire].
Before the royal family could react in astonishment, General Dreshuka immediately announced the same declaration of military district autonomy [on the premise of ensuring the integrity of the Roman Empire].
One after another, except for the small landowners and nobles who really could not survive without the royal family, the more powerful families among the aristocracy and landlord class also began their declarations of independence.
What’s worse is that because the royal family had previously disbanded the royal army, not only was it unable to show off its royal majesty, but it also discovered that the royal soldiers who had just been disbanded had now become the nobles’ private soldiers, or the religious guards of the leader, or even the landlords’ servants…
The Roman royal family pulled out their own sharp teeth, and now they can only swallow their mouths of blood. So far, the Roman Empire has formed a situation of superficial unity, but in fact internal division.
However, what really pushed the Roman Empire into a critical period of internal situation was the "drought" that occurred in the spring one year after the end of the Quiet Incident.
During the drought, the Roman Empire was divided and the farmers suffered losses, and they prayed to the heavens for help.
The farmers remembered their insurance, only to find that they had just recently put their fingerprints on the official document canceling their agricultural insurance.