Gao Wen was thinking a lot, but it was difficult for him to let the people around him understand all his thoughts.

He wanted to change the world and build a new order - although he wanted to survive in this world at first, this idea has gradually changed as he survived in this world - but how easy is it to change the world?

Even if he only looks at the little Ansu, he can see from this kingdom that has accumulated seven hundred years of powerful inertia - the inertia of the land nobles, the inertia of the lower class, the inertia of the social system, everything in this country is based on the old order. If this order does not change, nothing will change.

He did establish his own world, and established a Cecil territory and a new social order on the land of the extreme southern border. But in fact, he knew that all this was just a start - he could formulate new laws, use magic technology to promote productivity, form more advanced government affairs teams, and implement more scientific and reasonable territorial management, but all this was just "surface" work.

Whether it is the people who manage the territory or those who accept the management, they were still part of the traditional Ansu system just a year ago, and were small merchants, down-and-out scholars, ordinary civilians, even serfs and slaves under the traditional land aristocrats. They were indeed able to obey Gao Wen's orders and do what Gao Wen asked them to do, but they did not change their minds. The new laws and new orders in the territory were just another rule of another noble master. They knew what to do, but many people actually didn't know why they did this.

As long as people's thoughts have not changed, all changes can only be temporary. The dividends generated by industrialization will be greatly wasted due to the restrictions of "people". Gao Wen knew this well, so he had to force education in his territory, especially for minors. He not only ordered the cultural courses for reading and literacy in schools, but also common sense education on the structure of the kingdom, the history of aristocrats and civilians, the laws of social resource allocation, and rationality. All of this was his efforts in indoctrination of thought.

It is easy to update a batch of new machines in the territory, but it is difficult to enlighten the people of this era. Those serfs and slaves who have nothing but are bullied will sometimes even resist this. They have already agreed and adapted to their own destiny, and even agreed with the system rules of the entire Ansu. If you tell them that the nobles and slaves are shedding the same blood, they will even think that you are deviant and unreasonable, but this is not because they are ignorant, but because this era has twisted them into this way.

Gao Wen sometimes wondered whether the new order, new laws, and new ideas he had been promoting were too rushing, but he knew one thing very clearly - the Demon Tide did not wait for anyone, and the war between Tifeng and Ansu would not wait for him. The more he understood the current situation in the world, the more he felt that there was not enough time, so he had to work hard to pull all the progress as fast as possible - if it weren't for the Demon Tide and War, the two sharp swords hanging above his head, why would he have to be so urgent?

Gao Wen fell into a trance and thought for a moment until Rebecca's voice woke him up: "Sir, what are you thinking?"

Gao Wen woke up and looked at Rebecca with a curious look. He looked at Hetty with a thoughtful look behind Rebecca and several trustworthy faces around him. He smiled slightly: "Rebecca, do you still remember what I said to you? The reason why the nobles have been degenerating and corrupting during these seven hundred years is not because there is a problem with the inheritance of the nobles themselves, but because they are fearless."

Rebecca thought for a while and nodded: "That's how you told me..."

"There is nothing wrong with protecting the people, defending the land, and maintaining glory. But if you only rely on the consciousness of the nobles and want them to abide by these principles, it is utterly fantasy," Gao Wen shook his head. "Many nobles advocate noble bloodline, advocate innate justice, and even let scholars use various theories to prove that the nobles are born with moral and justice factors, so nobles do not need additional moral monitoring to strictly abide by the rules, but in fact this is nonsense."

As soon as this sentence was said, almost everyone widened their eyes. Rebecca and Hetty looked at their ancestors in a daze, as if they could not believe that such a deviant sentence was actually said from the great nobles of Ansu's first generation. Solderin, who was sitting on the chair next to him, couldn't help but pinch his chin and looked at his old friend with a smile.

"How can there be nobility in nature? Nobility is embellished by future generations," Gao Wen continued, "I don't know the background experiences of those people at the beginning of the country? Why did a group of apprentices, blacksmiths, and carpenters become naturally noble in seven hundred years? To put it bluntly, no one beats them, and they all look so incredibly unsatisfactory..."

No one can refute this when the ancestors seven hundred years ago said this, so the people in the room could only listen carefully, but there was still someone who could interrupt at the scene, that is Saldrin, who has the same long history. The elf ranger looked at Gao Wen with a smile, and then he spoke slowly after the other party finished speaking: "So, my old friend, if one day you beat them all, what kind of new order do you want to establish afterwards? You must know that even the ancient sage king in the legend of Gondor back then, the dynasty he established would have a day of decay and collapse. Human beings are a race with a short lifespan and forgetful change. Can you ensure that the new order you established will always be as you wish?"

Speaking of this, something was almost clear, and the room suddenly became quiet.

"Of course not," Gao Wen's answer was simple and straightforward in the face of Saldrin's question. His first two words scared people, but then he smiled, "So what I established is not the order of one city and one country, nor the order of one generation. What I established is the order of civilization, the order that all nobles are no longer born noble, and the order that all rulers cannot be unscrupulous. By that day, no matter whether the person sitting on the throne is an emperor, a king, or something else, he must always be trembling and be cautious, because there is always a force that can pull him off the throne after he makes a mistake."

That's enough, there are many things that need not be explained too clearly.

A needle fell in the room for a moment, and Amber couldn't help but touch her neck and looked at Gao Wen seriously: "To be honest, you won't kill me to silence me after this, right?"

Gao Wen did not answer, but just pressed it on Amber's head with a smile.

"You always brought surprises seven hundred years ago, and it was not bad after seven hundred years," Saldrin stood up from the chair. The elf ranger came to Gao Wen, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and solemnly performed the ritual of the human knight when facing the lord. "Just as I promised before I set out-Salderlin Frostye, I wish to return to your command."

Gao Wen also solemnly returned the gift and helped the old friend (at least his body, the old friend in his memory) up: "It's so welcome. But now you still need to rest first and take care of the injury."

Pitman smiled aside: "Lord, don't worry, with my ointment and healing spells, he will be able to completely recover from his health in a few days."

Gao Wen glanced at the old druid deeply. He was sure that this was the first time the other party said the word "Lord" in such a formal tone.

He nodded: "Then I will leave the wounded to you."

People left one by one, and soon, only Gao Wen and Humber were left in the study.

"Are you muttering just now that I want to kill you to silence me? Why are you still silly and staying here?" Gao Wen looked at the half-elf-like lady who was left in the study with a smile, and deliberately teased her.

For the first time, Amber did not respond to Gao Wen's teasing. She just looked at the other person with a serious look on her face. After a long time, she broke the silence: "I'm thinking, you guy is a bit serious when you talk big."

"It's all serious," Gao Wen said with a calm look on his face, but then nodded, "But cool down at this time, it's nothing wrong with saying that I'm talking big. After all, Cecil's leader has just gained a foothold, and it's really too early to dare to plan the situation in the kingdom at this moment."

Amber gave Gao Wen a blank look: "It's not your personality to be so humble - and others don't know, how can I not know? The Cecil collar is indeed just gaining a foothold, but the hidden threads and chess pieces you set out... are not just the Cecil collar."

Speaking of this, she paused and looked at Gao Wen with her hands crossed her chest: "Until today, I finally know why you have many strange behaviors. You... As expected, from the beginning, I didn't plan to be a pioneering nobleman safely."

"Actually, I really plan to build a stable and stable construction," Gao Wen spread his hands. "If possible, I don't plan to get involved in the contemporary Ansu aristocratic system, but then again... they are stupid and have more money, so why don't I do it?"

"I believe in you and there will be ghosts!"

Gao Wen: "…"

At the same time, it is located in the hidden underground palace near the border of Ansu and Tifeng.

In a side hall covered with vines and roots, a mutated plant suddenly raised, and as the top of the plant's buds shaped like a flower bud quickly expanded, matured, and cracked. A woman wearing a priest's robe and long dark green hair walked out of the cracked pods.

Belltila's face was gloomy and pale. She looked down at her hands and arms, confirming that all injuries had been healed, and then she took steps and dragged the daunting roots and vines toward the black robe figures who seemed to have been waiting at the gate of the side hall.

"Master Heaton," Belltila looked at the man in black robe in front of her, and her tone was quite cold, "I didn't expect that you had just come out of the Abyss of Flesh and Blood, and the first thing you did was to welcome me. This was really surprising."

"There is even more surprising that Master Belltila, who almost never makes mistakes, has such a embarrassed side," said Master Heaton, who has a calm and firm face and a thin body, with a stern face, "But I am not here to greet you, I am just here to tell you that during the days you have left, the Master has woken up and he asked you to see him immediately as soon as you come back."

"The Chief Minister is awake?" Belltila frowned slightly, then nodded coldly, "Okay, I understand."
Chapter completed!