A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 153 A Reprimand

Soon, Jiang Shuzhou and Pierre returned to the government affairs center.

The former government affairs center had only two floors and a small area of ​​just over 200 square meters. All affairs had to be handled here, making it extremely cramped.

Now it's completely different; it's five stories high, covering more than 700 square meters, ridiculously large.

This was also Jiang Shuzhou's instruction; the development of Hamlet is now progressing at a breakneck pace.

Things are alright now. Once the first batch of immigrants from Mahablay arrives in a few days, the number will double again.

Various problems will gradually arise, and the management team will need to be expanded. Otherwise, if the official management efficiency becomes too low, gangs will form.

Once a gang is formed, it is inevitable that a bunch of professional criminals will emerge.

These criminals are no good; they not only don't pay taxes, but they also disrupt public order and increase governance costs.

Of course, there are also advantages, namely that Jiang Shuzhou can have more experimental materials.

However, this is not worth the loss. The various bandits and the like that captured these days are enough. Jiang Shuzhou doesn't even lack superhuman flesh and blood now, so these people are only useful for their souls.

Follow Pierre upstairs to the most luxurious office in the entire building.

This is Jiang Shuzhou's office.

Although he doesn't work here, there's a saying that goes something like this.

The leader may not come, but you can't be absent.

If you don't come, it's because the leader is busy; if you didn't prepare an office for me, it's because your attitude is problematic.

The young man is quite good; although he's still a bit young, he's very thoughtful in handling matters.

"Chahara, make some tea."

Chahara emerged from the shadows and brewed tea for Jiang Shuzhou.

Pierre's eyelids twitched violently. Good heavens, there's still something buried here.

Then, Chahara disappeared into the shadows once again.

"My lord, regarding the school, I..."

Pierre then began to speak at length about his insights, interspersed with words of loyalty to Jiang Shuzhou.

"That's good, the general idea is good, but I have a few more requirements, please write them down."

"First of all, since we're going to run schools, we should run not only academic schools but also martial arts schools. Only then can we have a complete system."

"Secondly, I don't care about the personnel appointments of other people, but whether it's the literary school or the martial arts school, I must be the principal. The martial arts school will have Hayes as the vice principal and Gus as the director of studies."

"Finally, schools are not just places for teaching literacy, but also places for spreading ideas and correcting mistakes."

"Some erroneous ideas must be corrected, such as the erroneous ideas instilled by the nobles. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood, my lord. I will certainly live up to your expectations and complete the mission."

Pierre nodded vigorously, not daring to slacken his pace in the slightest.

"Not bad, Old Pi, you've been doing well these days. What kind of reward would you like?"

Jiang Shuzhou's tone suddenly became less serious, and his tone became gentle.

After all, giving someone a good reward after a harsh one is the right way to go.

"I will obey my lord's orders."

"Really, there's no need to be so serious. Come, have some tea."

As he spoke, Jiang Shuzhou poured Pierre a cup of tea and gestured for him to drink it.

Pierre didn't mince words and drank it down. It was clear that the test was over and he had passed.

"Here's what I'll give you. I have some cultivation potions and some gold coins here. Remember to cultivate diligently."

"Just get on with what I've told you. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Just tell me if you need anything."

Jiang Shuzhou patted Pierre on the shoulder and stood up, this time he was done with his lecture.

In fact, Jiang Shuzhou already knew most of the situation in the territory; he just wanted to see how Pierre was doing.

Have we forgotten our original aspirations? Have we been two-faced? Do we still maintain our loyalty?

After all, a follower contract is not a slave contract. Although they cannot cause harm to Jiang Shuzhou, they can still dawdle and engage in formalism.

Jiang Shuzhou could tell at a glance whether Hayes and Chahara were slacking off.

Dwarin, on the other hand, has quantifiable performance records. After all, he is a blacksmith, and whether he is slacking off can be seen from the quality of his work.

Pierre, on the other hand, was different. Government work was too difficult to quantify, and even data could be used to deceive people through the power of statistics.

As it turned out, he remained loyal and dutifully served Jiang Shuzhou.

Although there was a hint of formalism involved, it was unintentional. After all, serving a ruler is like walking on thin ice, and Jiang Shuzhou could understand that.

After seeing Pierre, Jiang Shuzhou now plans to visit Dvalin.

Inside a small tavern in the military camp, the major shareholder, Dvalin, was completely drunk, talking to those around him as he drank.

"Hehe, let me tell you, back then, I... just slapped him across the face!"

"That damn statue just shattered! It was a statue infused with refined gold!"

"I suspect I've been set up. Someone must be afraid of my forging talent and is deliberately taking revenge on me!"

"Otherwise, I would definitely be a famous blacksmith by now, and winning the blacksmithing competition in the Dwarf Kingdom would be just around the corner."

"Hehehe, hahaha, I am the master blacksmith Dvalin! You apprentices, get to work and earn some money!"

Dvalin was acting drunk and disorderly, while the soldiers around him looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Are you telling the truth about Lord Dvalin?"

A new recruit asked.

"That might be true, but it's also quite unlikely."

"That's what one veteran said."

"I've heard Lord Dvalin say this dozens of times, and each time it's a different version."

"The statue was enchanted in the previous version. I don't know why the dwarves would enchant an adamantite statue."

"Wait a minute? In the version I heard, Lord Dvalin was kicked out because someone was jealous of the weapons he obtained were too good, right?"

"Wasn't it because too many dwarves were chasing after him, causing them to fight each other, that Lord Dvalin had to leave to avoid further injury?"

Goodness, none of them are the same.

Jiang Shuzhou, who had just entered, heard such explosive gossip.

"The Commander has arrived!"

Hayes shouted.

"loyalty!"

The soldiers immediately reacted, stood up, and saluted Jiang Shuzhou.

Jiang Shuzhou nodded, as a return gift.

"I'm relieved to see everyone is full of energy. But please drink less alcohol, and don't let it cause any problems. Let's call it a day. Don't look so tense, just relax."

Hayes, standing behind them, was making frantic winks and gestures at the soldiers.

"yes!"

Immediately afterwards, most of the veterans fled the tavern as if they were running away, while the new recruits continued drinking in a daze.

In fact, Jiang Shuzhou did not object to soldiers drinking. After all, the reality was what it was. What would soldiers do if they didn't drink and brag?

Are you suggesting I go to a brothel?

However, one cannot drink all the time, and one must also be mindful of one's surroundings. Although Jiang Shuzhou knew this, he usually turned a blind eye to it.

He's right here, and there are actually people still drinking.

No, you really dare to drink that?

I think you need more practice.