"Father... do we really need to do this?"
In an open space outside Glorious City, Horn Quinn looked at the busy workers from a distance and asked with a little dissatisfaction.
In front of the two of them was a rectangular flat square, with a vertical length of about a thousand meters, and a horizontal length of only about half. Since Greycastle's engineering team entered the dawn, the new length measurement method has also spread among the nobles.
Different from those squares in the capital city, which are made of beautiful bricks and stones, its surface is completely paved with cement, and it looks gray, neither colorful nor distinctive. If I have to say one advantage, I am afraid it is only easy to repair. It only took less than a week from leveling the land to building it.
But even so, the workers involved in the construction are all from the team cultivated by the Quinn family themselves, and the level of attention is evident.
"Oh?" Horford Quinn, the current Lord of Dawn, glanced at him with interest, "What do you mean?"
"His Majesty Roland's instructions are too many," Horn said with his fingers crossed. "It's building bridges and roads, and it's also a big project that takes dozens of miles. You gather all the long-term workers in your family to do it. These, what about the work in the territory? There are still several parts of the castle that need to be repaired and have not yet started."
Of course, his dissatisfaction was not on these two points.
Father placed too much importance on the request of the King of Greycastle.
It can even be described as hurting and benefiting people.
For example, cement, an alchemy product that has a wide range of prospects at first sight, if it is monopolized in the hands of the family, it will definitely bring huge profits.
However, just because of the sentence in His Majesty Roland's letter, "Please be sure to expand its production as soon as possible," his father called the great nobles into the palace and announced the formula in public. With the strength of the major chambers of commerce under the nobles, several cement factories have indeed been established in a short period of time, but the Quinn family's gains have undoubtedly been reduced.
When it was time to build the road, the situation was reversed.
Those big nobles pushed and resisted one by one, and the father simply came by himself.
From recruiting staff to cooperating with the Greycastle Engineering Department to complete the construction, the Quinn family is solely responsible for it. This is by no means a small fee. Although the annexation of the property of the Moa royal family has greatly increased the family's strength, it can be spent as quickly as water. Watching the coins in the vault decrease day by day, Horn said it was impossible not to feel distressed.
The point is that building roads is not equal to commercial investment. The golden dragons who do business may exchange for more wealth, but what can the road connecting Mobei River to Longshan get back? It's not even in the territory controlled by the Quinn family! Even if it can promote commercial development in disguise, it is only the lords of the border who are cheap.
And judging from the current situation, what His Majesty Roland wants to build is more than one or two. If this spending continues, the family will sooner or later encounter the dilemma of making ends meet. In fact, he has heard a lot of criticism from the inner branch of the family.
What upset Horn the most was his father's attitude towards the people of Greycastle.
Not only did he personally inquire about each project, but also officials from the engineering department were often called into the palace to ask their requirements. It would be fine if the other party was a noble, but the problem was that Horn had made it clear that these expatriate "officials" were all of civilian origin and did not have any prominent family background. With the respect of the king of a country, his father invited commoners to have a dialogue with him at the same table, which was really difficult for him to accept.
And today, as soon as I heard that someone from Graycastle was coming to Shining City, my father took a large group of people to wait outside the city. How did the royal family do this
Horn suspects that his adoptive father is atoning for Andrea. After all, all these changes began after Horford said goodbye to his daughter.
"What can I do?" Horford shrugged, "Other people don't want to contribute, so I can't just let them come, right? You have seen the power of Greycastle, and you don't think there is any support from the Wimbledon family. , can I take this seat?"
"No, father... I didn't ask you to fight against Greycastle," Horn waved his hands again and again, "it's just that you tell your subordinates to do it, and Roland Wimbledon can't find anything wrong. The required funds can also be negotiated with the local lord slowly. The transaction is a compromise, and the more anxious the merchant is, the easier it is to suffer losses. This is what you taught me."
"Unfortunately, the Battle of Divine Will is not a deal."
"Indeed, but..." Horn bit his lip, and finally said with courage, "but you are now, some people think that you are not the Lord of Dawn, but a servant of His Majesty Roland Wimbledon. !"
He thought that this would make his father furious, but the latter just stared at him for a while, then smiled lightly, "I ask you, why does this continent have the saying of four kingdoms, not five one or three?"
"Uh..." Horne was caught off guard by the sudden change of topic, "because... these four are the strongest families?"
"It is more accurate to say that it is within their respective territories." Horford replied, "The power of the family will weaken as the distance increases. The so-called frontier is the critical point where the forces on both sides reach a balance. But now, this The critical point no longer exists, as long as Roland Wimbledon is willing, he can completely take all the territories of the four kingdoms into his pocket, if so, what's wrong with me being his vassal?"
Horn retorted subconsciously, "Father! Even if Greycastle's army can fight, he can't control such a large territory! Are you exaggerating his ability too much... "
"It's that you haven't recognized the changes in Greycastle, child." Horford sighed, "Maybe Roland didn't before, but now distance is no longer an obstacle to his rule. Of course, you haven't deeply understood what he did. Of course, it is hard to imagine how far he has achieved."
"How...how did you know?"
Horford smiled, "Andrea answered my letter."
This made Horn's heart sink.
Just as he was about to persuade his father again, there was a sudden exclamation in the distance.
Then there was a dull humming.
Horn followed the reputation and couldn't help but be slightly taken aback. I saw a series of neat black shadows appearing on the horizon. They were lined up in a horizontal line and were flying towards Glorious City along the skyline.
Is that... a migratory bird
But after a while, this idea was rejected, and the size of the black spot quickly grew to a point far exceeding that of any kind of bird in the world, and it was still expanding.
Horn's eyes gradually widened, it looked like some kind of man-made thing!
The workers who witnessed this scene couldn't help but put down the tools in their hands and shouted loudly.
Many passing caravans also stopped and looked up at the sky.
"It's incredible... He actually made him do this." Horford raised the corner of his mouth, "The person I want to pick up... is here."
Hearing this sentence, Horn was stunned. Could it be that these square and upright birds are vehicles made by Greycastle
how can that be!