Nanming: I can build wonders

Outside the venue, Sophia's confidant, who was originally his cook and later became her lover, was promoted to the captain of his personal guard - Paul Korchagin, a bald Rakshasa man with a big bald head. So said.

Seeing that some people did not listen to him, Paul Kochati used his majestic eyes to scan the nobles entering the venue and said.

"As a cook, are you qualified to ask us to hand over our weapons?"

The nobles on the side were dissatisfied.

But they are dissatisfied.

They were all here for a meeting, not to cause trouble. Moreover, it was in line with the rules to hand over weapons when the Tsar saw him.

After all, what if some rebellious ministers and traitors take the opportunity to assassinate the Tsar?
Therefore, although they were a little dissatisfied with the chef who had suddenly ascended to a high position, they still handed over their weapons.

Looking at the pistols or swords they handed over, Sophia's personal guard captain, the cook who was looked down upon by the nobles, couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Stupid nobles, you still don’t know that your death has come!
I didn't expect that I, a serf, could send away so many noble lords. It was really exciting.

Paul Kocha is eager to wait for Sophia to break the cup.

After entering the spacious conference hall, the nobles of the Rakshasa Kingdom who attended the Jeolla Gentry Conference finally felt that something was not quite right in the atmosphere.

But what I saw in the venue were those serf guards soldiers who were fully armed and holding brand-new flintlock guns.

Not to mention, a man relies on his clothes and his horse relies on his saddle. These serfs put on brand new military uniforms and equipped them with muskets with bayonets. They looked really majestic.

However, this scene looked a bit strange to the nobles.

Because these serf guards looked at them with strange eyes.

And Emperor Sophia did not prepare seats for them.

After stepping into it, the nobles saw that Emperor Sophia was sitting on the top behind her tens of meters long strategic buffer table.

The fat Emperor Sophia was wearing a military uniform. Standing next to her were Paul Kochaty and several close ministers who were from low-level serfs. They were looking at them coldly as they entered the conference hall.

For a moment, the nobles secretly thought: Could it be the Hongmen Banquet?
Although the Ming Dynasty took a lot of territory from the Rakshasa, because of the power of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty culture gradually became popular in the Rakshasa.

So they also know the allusion of Hongmen Banquet.

Looking at the scene in front of them, they knew in their hearts that they had been tricked. Sophia had never asked them to come over for the meeting of the gentry.

But to lay a black hand on them!
Thinking of this, all the nobles couldn't help but tremble.

The meeting fell into appalling silence.

At this moment, Sophia silently waved her hand, and the bald Paul Kochaty beside her stood up quickly, and then announced loudly to everyone present:

"From now on, the Rakshasa Kingdom will enter a new era. The era of the nobility is over, and the era of the great Emperor Sophia has just begun!"

"From now on, all serfs in the Rakshasa Kingdom will be liberated. From now on, they are free people. They are no longer the exclusive serfs of your nobles. They will receive the fields assigned to them by Your Majesty!"

Paul Kochatie stood in the palace, replaced Asophia, and solemnly announced to the nobles of the Rakshasa Kingdom present.

When the nobles heard this, they looked at each other with surprise on their faces, and then asked.

"Your Majesty the Tsar, you are so confused! How can you get so much land in the Rakshasa Kingdom for the serfs to cultivate?"

"Also, what about our land?"

The nobles wailed and persuaded Sophia to put down the butcher knife and stop messing around.

"Gentlemen, haven't you realized the seriousness of the situation?"

After hearing this, Sophia sneered.Hearing these words, many nobles looked at their empress in fear, thinking, could it be that Sophia is going to betray the Rakshasa Kingdom, confiscate their land, and give it to those lowly serfs?

Your Majesty the Tsar, why are you rebelling?
In the eyes of the nobles of the Rakshasa Kingdom, nobles are equal to the interests of the country.

Well, they really guessed it right!
Just listen to Paul Kochatie continue to announce:

"Everyone, stop dreaming. Your wise Majesty will distribute the lands of you greedy nobles, who are of no use to the Rakshasa Kingdom, to the serfs!"

"From now on, you will no longer enjoy all the land in your name. All these lands will be owned by His Majesty!"

For a moment, the nobles' expressions suddenly changed, and some people made reluctant calls.

"Your Majesty, you must not do this, serfs are unreliable!"

This is their land, their roots.

If there is no more, even if they, the nobles, have some extravagant wealth, they will not be able to enjoy it for long.

Because the Rakshasa Kingdom is not the Ming Dynasty and does not have prosperous industry and commerce, their money does not have the ability to make money.

Only land is the most reliable.

Without the output of the land, they will become poor in a few years.

"I'm not asking for your opinion. I'm announcing my decision to you. No one will care about your opinion. Do you understand?"

Faced with the accusations from the nobles at the meeting of the Rakshasa Kingdom's gentry, Sophia didn't care.

In her eyes, they were already dead.

And outside Moscow, the cemetery prepared for them has been dug.

Kind Sophia, arranged their funeral affairs properly.

Upon hearing this, the nobles' expressions changed drastically. Many of the nobles who reacted looked around in fear, trying to find a way to escape.

Everywhere he looked, there were fully armed soldiers, and the vast majority of these soldiers were Huang Luobing with yellow skin.

Huangluo means yellow-skinned Rakshasa people.

Obviously, in order to suppress them, Sophia specially used the yellow-skinned Mongolians in the Rakshasa country.

It seemed that Sophia was afraid that the genuine white-skinned Rakshasa soldiers would show mercy to nobles like them, so she used foreign soldiers to suppress them.

Looking at the situation on the field, many nobles finally showed fear and begged for mercy.

"Your Majesty, we are willing to give up the land to the serfs. Please spare our lives!"

"Your Majesty, your decision-making cannot be more wise. Facing internal and external troubles, our Rakshasa Kingdom really needs such a thorough reform. We are willing to support Your Majesty!"

"Haha, it seems that you are not stupid!"

Hearing the nobles' suggestions, he immediately laughed.

Seeing her smile, many nobles let out a sigh of relief.

It seems that as long as they relent, everything will be fine.

Many nobles are thinking in their hearts that once they successfully escape from Moscow, they will immediately organize troops to resist the damn Sophia!
Unfortunately, Sophia had no intention of letting them go.

(End of this chapter)