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Chapter 774 Fantasy

It's really helpless...

Lock looked out the window bored and agreed to go out for a private visit. He was pulled back. Come back when he came back and sent me to the industry under Norris... Are you asking the agents of the Security Bureau to stare at me?

Locke turned his gaze back to the opposite side of the table, the guy named Turner was already restless...

In fact, he was looking for Turner just to know what the policies he set had on Lordaeron’s people, what do ordinary people think, what do businessmen think? Is there any substantial help to people’s lives...

Originally, I just wanted to find a hotel for these questions, but this kind of place scared him first, so what else can I say...

As Locke looked around, he soon saw a long-popular game on the desktop...

Locke brushed his left hand over the table and picked up the thick stack of cards on the tray...

"Come on Hearthstone Card? Mr. Turner?"

"No, Lord Murphy..." Wilson raised his head and smiled nervously, "I don't have time to learn it...I have a family...and four children to raise."

"Oh, that's a pity..." Locke nodded, "It actually relieves our nervousness...it's very beneficial to our current situation."

"Look, this is a hero card, the main card. We..."

"Mr. Murphy, please ask me directly if you have something to do. I think you hired me. Isn't you let me play cards with you here?" Wilson looked at Locke and smiled hard, "You are the Prime Minister's investigator. You must have a lot of things to be busy with. I am not suitable to take up too much time..."

Hearing him say this, Locke casually cut the cards in his hand. He had many things to ask, and he didn't have a suitable identity like him.

Nodding, Locke sat upright and looked at the embarrassed man in front of him.

"As a rare person in the Kingdom and knowledgeable, what do you think of the Kingdom's recent reform policies? Don't be perfunctory. We are the only two of us here. The words we say here will never be passed to the second person to hear." As he said, Locke waved outside, and immediately a servant came over. The man lowered his head. Locke muttered in his ear for a while, and the servant nodded and left respectfully.

The door of the small compartment was closed from outside, and the room was quiet, as if the air had frozen.

Wilson, who had been silent for a long time, raised his head, and took a deep breath, preventing himself from transitioning from nervousness. Just the words he said made Locke's brow frown...

"The reforms of the king and the prime minister, IMHO, are just a castle-like fantasy in the air."

"But it cannot be said that it has no effect."

Locke habitually went to find tea to drink, but found that the tea had not been delivered, so he had to pick up the card he had just put down and rub it in his hand. "Continue, you are the first person I have met to say this."

It is probably because he has spoken and felt that he has offended him. Wilson simply let go and said, "From these reform policies, His Majesty and the Prime Minister are trying to fundamentally change the operating model of this kingdom. Let's first say that if the reform is really successful, it can be foreseeable that Lordaeron will truly become the most powerful country on this planet."

"The human empire, which began to split from the Human Emperor Soladin, may return to unity again with Lordaeron's efforts. Even dwarves and dwarves may join."

"The Orc Horde will not be a threat."

Locke nodded constantly and signaled him to continue saying that this was his ultimate goal and also the goal he hoped to achieve after changing the system.

"I can see the ideas of His Majesty the King and the Prime Minister, and those with knowledge can naturally see them. However, the implementation of these policies requires the support of civilians. But it is regrettable that civilians are rarely interested in these." Wilson shook his head helplessly, "Due to the constraints of lack of cultural knowledge, many civilians are living hard to make a living. They have no time and no channels to understand these things."

"Most of them are illiterate, or they can only write their own names, have a limited vocabulary, cannot understand what is said on the billboard, and no one is willing to explain to them what is said on the billboard."

Locke interrupted, "Wait, I remember the Ministry of Civil Affairs has arranged for announcer and affairs officer to preach these positive and negative policies..."

"Sir, you really don't understand the lives of the lower classes." A knock on the door rang outside, and Wilson immediately closed his mouth.

The door of the small compartment was opened, and a servant walked in with a plate of exquisite snacks, a pot of tea, and a large purse. The items were placed on the table one by one. Before leaving, the servant whispered in Locke's ear for a while, and Locke couldn't help listening.

When the door was closed, he pushed the snacks in front of him. The sweet and fragrant taste of the snacks had already made the man opposite swallow.

When Locke was about to pour tea, Wilson hurriedly stood up, picked up the pot of tea first, carefully poured Locke a full cup, and then poured him another cup...

"When eating, you're not in a hurry. There's time..." As he said that, Locke pushed the ordinary wallet to him, "This is the reward you need to hire, today..."

It can be seen that Wilson liked the snack very much, but he did not pick up any of the pieces to eat. He just held the tea with both hands and stared at the bulging wallet next to him...

Not much, in Locke's opinion, there was only 1 gold coin, Locke just asked the servants to exchange for 100 silver coins. However, in Wilson's eyes, this was a lot of money...

After taking a sip of tea carefully, Wilson loosened the buttons of the suit under his neck, and his face turned rosy, "Thank you... Thank you... I will do my wife and children, thank you. Lord Murphy..."

"It's just your reward. You are hired by me now..." Locke touched the beard on his chin, and did not organize a word for it.

"Tell me, the more detailed you say, the more you can help people. Because of what you said, I will report to the Prime Minister and His Majesty the King." Locke smiled and comforted him, "Of course, it will be another time if your Majesty doesn't see me."

"Then I will continue..." Wilson thought for a while and continued, "As I said just now, civilians are busy with livelihoods and cannot read, and in fact they cannot access these things in their daily lives. Naturally, they will not pay attention to what laws and policies His Majesty the King and the Prime Minister have issued. Only in their spare time and in need of help will they seek help from the pastors in their community."

"You said, the Noticemaker will preach the new laws and the kingdom's policies along the street. But Noticemakers have you seen those Noticemakers preaching these?"

Faced with Wilson's questioning, Locke shook his head and did not see it. In fact, he didn't even see the official in charge of the billboard. Could it be that the area is too big and he will preach elsewhere? Or did he not come out to work at all?

Perhaps seeing Locke's doubts, Wilson explained, "No, your majesty, it's not that they are not diligent enough. But they are like ordinary people..."

"The Noticekeeper is just stronger than ordinary people and has a vocabulary. Many of them are not even literate. This job as an Noticeist is a help assigned by the City Hall to those who are extremely needy of work. Some of them, like me, have many children in the family to take care of."

"They also want to do these tasks well, so they can only force themselves to recite the decisions that make it difficult for adults to look very difficult. But the effect is not good... Often when they recite until the end, they forget what they have mentioned. They even remember mistakes and remember the content they recite..."

"Some days ago, there were many public noticers on the streets promoting the kingdom's new policies everywhere, but the end result was that the city hall could only rush to recall them from the street..."

"The officials of the things, as the new special group of people in the kingdom, are under the group of nobles and above the people. Due to the gap in status, the people rarely feel close to them. So even if some of them can explain the policies and laws clearly, not many people will listen to what they say..."

"The people are more interested in how officials have obtained these identities. They are interested in the story of what they have given to live their current status..."

"They can't integrate into the people..."

"So in my opinion, the reforms of Your Majesty and the Prime Minister are like towers in the air..." Wilson made a gesture and gestured. There was a huge dish on it, but there was no civilian supported by it. "Did you see it? Sir? The new policy is now in this situation."

"His Majesty the King and the Prime Minister are also working to change this situation," Locke admitted and continued, "they have made a lot of efforts to do it..."

"No, no, no! Lord Murphy," said Turner Wilson disapproved, "What the adults think of as a help to the common people is more like a gift to me. But in fact, it is also the case... The nobles and the men threw away what they don't need, or what they don't have, and still stood at the feet of the people, listening to their gratitude and cheers. From the outside, it seems that the common people have gained benefits and made money. The quality of life has been improved, but the final result is that ordinary people are still working for the adults."
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