New Stormwind, 13 days after the release of the Affirmative Action Act.

Varian frowned and sat back in his chair, the robes he was wearing had been cut open, and the edges of the purple robes were still stained with shocking blood.

Of course, this is not the blood of His Majesty the King.

At the edge of Varian's desk, the corpse of an attendant with a broken neck lay there, several guards were neatly cleaning up the somewhat scattered room, and the leader of MI7, Master Shore, frowned, scrutinizing the alien dagger in his hand, which was the murder weapon used by the disguised assassin to assassinate His Majesty.

However, it was clear that the Assassin, like his employer, underestimated Varian's prowess in combat, and that the assassinated King was not injured, while the Assassin lost his life less than 5 seconds after the attack.

"How many assassinations this month?"

Varian let his attendants change into new robes, picked up a cup of tea, and asked:

"How many people have you arrested?"

Faced with His Majesty's questioning, Shore's eyes blinked:

"There are 37 assassins who were captured during the plot stage, 16 who infiltrated the palace and were captured, and those who actually entered your office, plus this unlucky bastard, there are 5, it seems that you really frightened them, my majesty... Even with such extremely unruly means, they desperately need to get rid of you. ”

"But if my life had been taken so easily by the Assassins, I would have died with laughter, Shore."

Varian leaned back in his chair, he stretched, rubbing his forehead, and he whispered:

"But the actions of those nobles jumping over the wall in a hurry show that our recent actions are useful, Shore, they are scared, this is actually a good thing, by the way, speaking of which, has the situation improved in the border counties?"

"Hmm"

The Master Assassin of MI7 loaded the poisoned dagger, nodded, and said to his king in a serious tone:

"According to the return of the "eyes" we have planted among the common people, the inventory of the first batch of tax collectors sent is going very well, the people who have been oppressed by those villains for a long time are very willing to cooperate with the work of the tax collectors, and the first batch of land to be checked has begun to be redistributed to the displaced people who need it, in general, your prestige in the eyes of the people at this time is almost comparable to that of the Emperor of Lothar. ”

"Nope! Compared to my adoptive father, I am still far behind. ”

Varian shook his head, he didn't feel happy about the flattery of his subordinates, every time he saw the thick papers on his desk, he felt a sense of urgency.

Varian is very clear that the current situation within the Storm Kingdom is not perfect, and this "big incident" that he personally set off is only slowly subsiding on the surface, but in fact, whether it is at home or abroad, there are unwilling forces lurking, and it only takes him one mistake to completely overturn the good situation in front of him.

He must set up a new form of government in the kingdom in the shortest possible time, and really stabilize the situation in the country before the careerists act.

At the very least, let the people who have been freed stand firmly on his side...

"The redistribution of land, the fight against the remnants of the nobility, and the issuance and enforcement of new tax laws are the three most important things at the moment, and Shore, I know you don't like to use agents to protect the people in this kind of secret police business, but now I have too little power at my disposal to trust."

In a gentle tone, Varian addressed the Master Assassin in front of him:

"You are a force I can rely on, and I hope you will cooperate with the Storm Council to complete these three things before the spring of Dark Gate 18 begins."

In the face of the king's "low profile", Shore did not hesitate for too long, he nodded silently, and left the king's office with the information he had gathered.

And just after Shore left, the new Minister of Industry of the Stormwind Kingdom, Mekatok, dressed in a black and white dress, took a document, and Shi Shiran walked into the king's office with a hint of blood, the dwarf sat deftly in the high-backed chair, and then handed the document in his hand to Varian.

"Your Majesty, this is the 18-year industrial plan for the Dark Gate that I spent a week making."

The dwarf smugly clung to his white beard, and he said to Varian, who had opened the papers:

"I know you're in a hurry, and I want your country to become an industrialized country overnight, but it's urgent, Your Majesty Varian, this kind of thing must be done step by step, but if my plan can be carried out smoothly, then in the year after, you will have a lot of money at your disposal in the treasury, and that will be the beginning of a healthy development of the country's economy."

"Huh?"

Varian didn't pay attention to the gnome's boasting, he only looked at the first page of the planner, and then frowned deeply:

"Mr. Mecatok, you said here that in the mid-18th year, the Storm Kingdom will build several small food factories and simple handicraft assembly lines, but you don't write it clearly..."

The king raised his head, and he looked at the dwarf in front of him suspiciously:

"To whom are these produced food and primary industrial products going to be sold?"

Varian moved his ten fingers, and he said to the dwarf with some regret:

"Mr. Mercatoc, you may not know the real standard of living of the people of my country, and I can say that even if you put the handicraft products we produce, such as cloth, as "cheaper than earth", my people will not necessarily buy them... You have to understand that the country has just gotten rid of the control of the greedy, and there is practically no decent property in the hands of my people ... They simply can't afford to consume something like this. ”

"Nope! Varian, you underestimate my intelligence! ”

Mecatok straightened his bow tie, and he simply stood in his chair, propped himself on the table with one hand, and gestured to Varian with the other:

"After I was rescued from the Federation, I knew what you wanted me to do for you... The industrialization of the Federation has burst out with terrible power in a few years, and the dark blade undead armed by this power have easily defeated your empire, and you also want to learn this power, which is also what I want to do, I dream of completing the industrialization process of a backward country with my own hands, I have been thinking about this for several years! ”

"And this!"

Pointing to his papers, Mecatok confidently said:

"That's the end result of what I thought about! Let me explain it to you, Varian. ”

"First of all, your people are not without the desire to consume, my majesty, the reason they don't consume is because they don't have enough money in their hands, and they can't satisfy the desire to consume, it will make them feel unhappy, so the first step in the industrialization reform is to make your people feel that life is better than before... In other words, you need to make them money! ”

"And the first batch of food factories and handicraft lines I opened are not the most profitable industries, but they are definitely one of the most profitable industries to invest and reap, I recruit your people into the food factories and assembly lines, let them work out of the land, let them earn enough money to feed themselves, and once the production capacity of the food factory assembly line reaches the scale, then only half of it can meet the daily needs of your citizens!"

"Where's the other half?"

A glint flashed in the blue eyes of the talkative gnome:

"This other half! It's profit, Varian, I've done many social surveys, in the barren Razor Heights, where the Boar People civilization has to drive out many of its own people every year to keep the tribe alive... What they lack is enough food, and the other half of what our factories produce, or the remaining one-third of their capacity, is for civilizations like the Boar People that have not yet entered the full state system. ”

"Well, that sounds like some truth."

Varian's chin rubbed as he asked:

"But they don't have the money either..."

"We don't need money! Talented! ”

The dwarf knocked on the table with some dissatisfaction:

"The industrial supplies we need in Razor Heights! The ores, herbs, and other things, or simply the poor jingle boarmen themselves, get them back, and our handicraft lines can be started, and there will be enough cheap boar people in those mines, and then we can bring the goods back and sell them again to the boar people, or simply throw them to the goblins of the hot sand consortium... There's always a way for them to sell them. ”

"The main purpose of this is not to make money, Varian, this is to make a blueprint for our country's manufacturing industry, to let the domestic free trade flow, industrialization, according to the experience of the Federation, if it is purely done by the state, it is very slow, you have to absorb private capital into this large-scale industrialization process, once the first merchants are born among the people, then the domestic economy will come alive."

"If there's one thing I've learned about my years in the Commonwealth, I'll tell you, Varian, the most important thing I've learned there is that the development of technology is always linked to the development of business."

Mecatok described the relationship between industrialization and economic development to Varian, a gladiator, in as simple words as possible, and said that the dwarf had a dry mouth, and the very eye-catching attendant immediately brought herbal tea to the Minister of Industry, while Varian pondered these things according to Mecatok's thoughts, he was not stupid, and after briefly understanding the meaning of the dwarf, he rubbed his forehead and said to Mecatok:

"I probably see what you mean, but the previous system of the Stormwind Kingdom didn't value merchants, so there were almost no big merchants in my country, so it's better to... Let's get the goblins to work with first? The Hot Sands Consortium seems to be interested in our industrial affairs lately, and they have sent several waves of emissaries. ”

"Cooperation? No! Varian! ”

Mecatok snorted disdainfully:

"You have been deceived, Your Majesty, those goblins don't want to cooperate with you at all, they just want to turn your country into a dumping ground for their commercial goods, and use some junk products to roll up the last penny in the pockets of your people, believe me, Varian, maybe on the battlefield, 100 goblins are not your opponent, but when it comes to business, 100 you are tied together, and they are not an opponent of a goblin."

"However, in the early days of the reform of the Stormwind Kingdom, it is not impossible to cooperate with the goblins."

The gnome scratched his head, his smooth scalp shining out the window, and after a moment Mecatok moved his fingers, the cunning gnome said to Varian:

"The golden route of the South China Sea has always been in the hands of goblins, and if we can insert it into this route, then it will definitely be very beneficial to the economic development of our country, so... You might as well tell those goblins..."

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That evening, the Varians entertained business envoys from the Hot Sand Consortium in their palace.

This is a private banquet for the king, accompanied by a few senators from the Stormwind Council, but the significance of this banquet is very significant, which means that the royal family of the Stormwind Kingdom is likely to reach some verbal agreement with the Hot Sand Consortium.

In this era, the verbal agreement of a great nobleman can already solve many, many problems.

"I remember a few years ago, on the battlefield of the Great Desert of Silisus, when I had just returned to Kalimdor."

After some staggering, Varian looked a little drunk, and with a glass of wine in his hand, he said to the green-skinned goblin merchant sitting across from him:

"I was trekking through the desert with my soldiers, it was hard, and then one of the soldiers gave me a bottle of soda that I bought at Kalkison, and I still remember the wonderful taste."

Speaking of this, the king laughed:

"Northumberberg sparkling water, that's the tastiest drink I've had that year, Mr. Northumber, I have to toast you for this!"

Marin. Northumberger, the great merchant who had made his fortune in alchemy, stood politely in his chair, raised his glass to the king and queen, and said in a sharp voice:

"I personally admire His Majesty Varian's heroic fighting posture, you are definitely the most powerful hero and wisest king of mankind, and it is for this reason that the Hot Sand Consortium has definitely spent a lot of money to build a goblin own commercial town in the Stormwind Kingdom..."

"How can one town be enough?"

The Speaker of the Stormwind Council, who is also the current Prime Minister of the Stormwind Kingdom, Duke Eberlock suddenly interrupted Northumbrgo's description, he and his king looked at each other, and then said to the goblin merchant with a smile on his face:

"The Storm Council values the friendship of the Hot Sand Consortium very much, so we have decided to build a large port city along the coast of the kingdom, between the hot sand port and Stormwind City, for the goblin friends to develop business, of course, we will be responsible for the customs duties there..."

"This..."

Marin. Northumbregg is a qualified businessman, and he has some concerns when facing the "friendship" suddenly thrown out by the Storm Kingdom, after all, if the Storm Kingdom really extends another port at the end of the route of the Hot Sand Port, it means that it will replace the Red Sand Port as part of the golden waterway in the South China Sea, and more importantly, with the existence of this port, the Storm Kingdom can rightfully join the South China Sea trade circle.

However, just as Marin hesitated, Varian suddenly burst into words:

"Personally, I like the Northervog series of soda and potions, so if Mr. Marin is willing to build his own factory in that city, I can give you a piece of commercial land that is permanently free, of course, my country is still very poor, I don't have much money to support you, but I can give you some extra ... Preferential policies..."

"I believe that an excellent potion brand like Northumbrög will definitely be able to sell the entire continent in the future, I think we are naturally best friends, Lord Marin, what do you think?"