Chapter 419 Territory Income

After Paul left Fulangang Church, he hurried back to Lake Town.

As soon as he returned to the office and his buttocks were still hot from sitting, he immediately ordered someone to call the Director of the State Council Ford and the Secretary of Intelligence Cecil.

"My lord, what happened." As soon as the two entered Paul's office, they felt that the atmosphere was not right. The count seemed to be in a bad mood, so he had better be careful what he said.

"You two." Paul nestled himself in the chair, intertwined the fingers of his hands on his abdomen, and his tone sounded depressed.

"I overheard some bad things in Port Fulan."

Something bad?

Old Ford looked as usual, but the intelligence director's hair stood on end. Could it be that some key technology had been stolen, or that some military secrets had been leaked?

His mind immediately searched the recent work status quickly and carefully, and there seemed to be nothing wrong.

That's what I didn't detect. As the person in charge of intelligence work, I wouldn't have to face the lord's thunderous wrath.

Paul's next words reassured him a little.

"Some of our soldiers who died in the army had their relatives treated unfairly in their hometowns."

Cecil was relieved that this was no longer his responsibility.

Now it was Old Ford's turn to be nervous.

"Lord Graiman, Heavenly Father can testify that the Government Council has fully complied with your wishes and provided generous pensions to the families of each soldier who died."

Paul waved his hand and said, "I'm not doubting your work, but..."

He depressedly explained to the two what he had encountered in Fulangang Church, and then solemnly issued an order to the intelligence chief: "Cecil, I order you to investigate the situation in Tuotuo Village within one month. I understand that I cannot tolerate the bullying of the families of those who sacrificed their lives.”

Old Ford and Cecil nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Mr. Grayman, we will get to the bottom of the situation there."

"Okay, you go ahead and give me a result as soon as possible."

"Farewell, Lord Grayman."

As the two of them turned to leave, they were suddenly stopped by Paul again.

"Wait a minute, I suddenly remembered something."

"Do you have any other instructions?"

"I want to know about the living conditions of clergy, especially the lower-level ones."

Paul's mind recalled Father Hershey's dress.

Old Ford and Cecil looked at each other, wondering why the count suddenly cared about such a thing.

"According to what I know in daily life, the life of the clergy seems to be quite good, like Anderson, Morrison, and Violet of Port Fulang, but the Hershey I met, how come It doesn’t look very well-off.”

"This is not unusual, Lord Graiman." Old Ford explained to him: "He is just a priest who presides over a country church. He definitely doesn't have much money."

Paul asked: "Why, the money these country priests get...uh, I mean, isn't the treatment very good?"

Old Ford replied naturally: "This is natural. You must know that the church is a hierarchical system. Although the rural priests are front-line personnel in collecting tithes, there are not many left, not to mention most of them still have Families to feed.”

"Huh? Most of them have families?"

"Yes, get a wife and have children."

“Are there very few people who remain single and devote themselves to serving the Lord?”

Manager Ford shook his head: "One hundred percent piety cannot be exchanged for material improvement, so only seventy percent is enough."

"Why not, as far as I know, wouldn't such a person get a better promotion in the church?"

"Hoo ho ho ho, Mr. Grayman." Old Ford had a mysterious smile on his face and explained to Paul in a low voice.

"Theoretically, this is true, but most of these village priests come from civilian families, and they basically stay here for the rest of their lives. As for higher positions in the church... those big families also have to give their second sons who have no inheritance rights or... ...Or give birth to a child out of wedlock and find a good future. For example, the Hershey you just met, as far as I know, comes from a noble family. "

Paul's mind suddenly changed. Perhaps these lower-level priests were a force that could be fought for?

There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!

In this case, he looked at the intelligence chief: "Cecil, I have to give you an important task."

"Please do as you wish, Lord Grayman."

"Secretly investigate the living standards of all the clergy in our territory. It can be roughly divided into three classes: upper, middle and lower, as well as their respective proportions. The more detailed the information, the better."

Cecil was stunned for a moment. What did the count want with this information? But he habitually agreed, and the count had his own reasons for doing so.

Paul then turned to Old Ford, the general manager of the State Council and director of the Ministry of Finance, and asked: "How much do you expect our fiscal revenue to be next year?"

Old Ford recalled the information he had on hand and concluded: "Lord Graiman, taking into account the taxes of Alda, Bairding, and Emden, as well as the various industries that you have entrusted to the Government Council to manage, we will Converted into Aldo silver coins from various physical objects and currencies, I estimate it can reach around 120,000.”

120,000 silver currency? Paul touched his chin contemplative. If he was included in the various types of forest farms, farms, workshops, mines, and shops operated by Paul for the economic income of the Graman family, there must be a small 250,000 Oldo silver coin.

He recalled a post that he saw the revenue of the ruler of Western European countries in the Middle Ages in the last life. The pound is about 400,000 Nomesma, and a Norysma gold coin is about the value of 54G silver, and the silver content of Oldo silver coins in this life is about 24 ~ 25g. At that time, the British king's age was more than 860,000 Oldo silver coins, so the wealth that the count can dominate each year is almost equivalent to a quarter of the British king in the fourteenth century?

It's exciting to think about it.

Of course, on how to distribute and use taxes from Bayerdin, Paul must listen to the opinion of Mcron Garnard, who is still the Lord Bayerdin, but Paul's alliance brothers have always supported themselves.

Looking at Paul, who was in thought, Lao Ford and Cecil were a little confused. The Earl first inquired about the living standards of low -level priests, and over the fiscal revenue of the leader.

The two thought of a possibility in the same way: can't the counts want to send money to those low -level priests?

Haha, it is impossible, wouldn't it burn your hands too much if you really have a lot of money?

The two dispelled this ridiculous idea in their brains.

(Check it, the annual income of the King of Britain in the first half of the 14th century was 60,000 pounds, and the annual income of the British Count was 1,000 pounds. In 1/5, at that time, a pound contains 279.936G. For the development of new technologies, after a few years of development, it can be twice as many times in the first half of the 14th century.

However, I did not check how many areas and population and population of Count Landzt's territory at the time. The settings were not very rigorous, haha! Cure