Non-Original Dragon Warrior Long Story 47

Episode 1, Chapter 12: The Pain of the Empire
Three hundred years ago, after Rez Fabil established the Wind Empire, his relatives naturally rose to prominence along with him. The prodigy understood these people well; most of them were more trouble than they were worth, so he simply bestowed upon them titles that allowed them to do nothing but eat and drink.
At first, there were only twenty or thirty of these people, but humans can reproduce and have offspring. Although the fertility rate of the new humans was very low, the number of beautiful women around the nobles was astonishing. The result of many children was naturally many offspring. Sons begot grandsons, grandsons begot great-grandsons, and direct and collateral relatives, all of them using the banner of royalty to trick the emperor into giving them a title and a living.
As time went by, the three-headed golden dragons took turns serving, and these lazy, idle creatures multiplied like a snowball, costing the empire a considerable amount of grain to feed them.
Rez Fabir, with great foresight, feared that his descendants would not amount to anything and would instead squander the family fortune. Therefore, he decreed that members of the royal family could not be granted titles without military merit. After Rez's death, his clever descendants devised ways to send their children into the army to serve the country. Thus, the Imperial Dragon Knights, the best-paid and most powerful military order in the empire, became the ladder for these Eight Banners descendants to rise in rank and title, and the Imperial Dragon Knights truly became a noble knightly order.
Although emperors throughout history had been considerate of their relatives, the subsidies they received were simply too meager to allow them to live a life of extravagance and luxury. As descendants of the world's greatest dragon warriors, they couldn't very well live a frugal life like ordinary people, could they?
In order to avoid being disgraced by the fact that the descendants of the Bill family lived too stingily, the nobles had no choice but to borrow money from the common people from time to time. These measures were appropriate, necessary, and unavoidable.
So, in the past, the empire only required an average of three gold coins in taxes per person per year. But now things are different. You have to pay a stove tax for eating, a dust tax for walking, a bed tax for sleeping, and even a death tax for a dead family member.
However, the expenses of the imperial relatives were too high, and borrowing money from the common people alone was not enough. In addition, they should be left with a way to make a living, and they should not be squeezed too much, lest it arouse public resentment.
Therefore, the nobles took up business. Because the emperor needed to support the nobles of all ranks and increase domestic revenue, he established numerous tax checkpoints throughout the country. For example, transporting a cartload of fine wine from the south to Fengdu City, a distance of only about 400 li, would require passing through twelve checkpoints and paying customs duties twelve times. By the time it entered Fengdu City, the price had increased sevenfold.
Logically speaking, excessive tariffs shouldn't have a significant impact on unscrupulous merchants who operate on the principle that "no merchant is honest." Following the principle that "the cost will ultimately come from the consumer," the taxes can simply be passed on to the final consumer.
However, in order to ensure everyone could enjoy cheap wine and to severely punish these unscrupulous merchants from commoner backgrounds, nobles of all ranks used their close ties with the Imperial Dragon Knights to have the caravans affixed with military seals, allowing them to cross the border under the guise of military supplies. This ensured unimpeded passage, avoiding unnecessary taxes and wasting time, saving both time and money. Furthermore, it provided a financial supplement to the nobles' household expenses and reduced the burden on the commoners—a win-win-win situation. Why wouldn't they do it?
This practice intensified under the rule of Aura Fabil, the seventh emperor of the empire, who was known for his homosexuality. As a result, a large number of small and medium-sized merchants went bankrupt, and the previously relatively affluent standard of living of the empire's common people declined significantly. In recent years, there has been widespread discontent throughout the empire.
Despite my less-than-stellar brewing skills, I've benefited from the heavy taxes of the empire, allowing me to secretly brew bootleggings and earn quite a bit of money over the years. My father, though a renowned grand duke, had far too many women. As you know, more women mean more expenses, and since he didn't know how to borrow money from the people or the state, he didn't leave his poor son much of an inheritance.
The nobles and bureaucrats, through the army's smuggling activities, severely disrupted the empire's economic order and even affected the normal operation of the country. This is what Master Mancini referred to as the empire's pain.
The empire that the brilliant strategist Rez Fabil built with his life's work is being slowly eroded by parasites of all sizes.
"Long live the Empire (taxes)!" I said.
"A tax of ten thousand? How did you even come up with that?" Master Mancini couldn't help but laugh. "What's your opinion on this?" he asked.
“The Emperor is fifty-one years old. Everything will be alright after Princess Ruyue ascends the throne,” I said. In fact, this was the thought of most people in the empire. The Emperor had no sons, only two daughters, and Princess Ruyue was his heir. In any case, Princess Ruyue was much more enlightened than her incompetent father.
"Would that really be the case?" The high priest shook his head, seemingly disagreeing with my opinion. Then he turned and glanced at Bordeaux.
"I don't know anything? I don't know what you're talking about?" The old friend waved his hand, making a gesture that indicated he couldn't understand anything.
"Perhaps!" The high priest revealed a smile, a smile that was quite strange.
The carriage fell silent for a moment, and feeling somewhat bored, I decided to get off.
"I'm leaving now, can you do me a favor?" I said to Xuezhi.
"What is it?" she asked, looking at me with her bright, watery eyes.
"Don't tell Kama that I saved her, and don't tell anyone that I'm a Dragon Warrior." I said this not only to Xuezhi, but to everyone in the carriage.
"Why, boss? Isn't it great to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?" Bordeaux looked at the tomboy who was about to wake up and said to me, somewhat infatuated. But to be honest, the unconscious Kama did look a bit more feminine, enough to fool a lot of men who didn't know the name of the Broken Tooth Witch.
"What should I say if she asks me who saved her?" Xuezhi asked.
“Just say it’s him!” I pointed to Bordeaux.
"What?"
Bordeaux was taken aback by this unexpected windfall, but as my best buddy and partner of many years, with whom I've shared countless escapades and shady dealings, Bordeaux quickly understood my meaning. He was initially stunned, then pretended to hesitate, but finally, under my encouragement and pleading, he "very reluctantly" accepted.
"I really don't understand what you people are doing!" Lans, still a child, stared at our strange actions with her beautiful big eyes, puzzled.
The carriage stopped, and I pushed open the door and jumped out.
“Wait a minute, Keith’s son,” Master Mancini called out to me. “I have something to say to you.” He leaned out of the car and said, his left hand resting on the doorframe, “Young man, cherish everything you have now, and don’t let it slip away. Many things, once lost, can never be regained, no matter how powerful you are or how much you possess the world.” He spoke to me solemnly.
"Why do you astrologers always speak so strangely, always using cryptic language? Is it to show off your abilities?" At that moment, I was very pleased with myself for successfully diverting the trouble, and didn't pay much attention to the master's advice.
“Remember my words, many things only happen once in a lifetime. Once lost, even possessing the whole world cannot make up for it.” Master Mancini said, giving me a deep, solemn look. That look seemed to see right through my soul, making me feel uneasy. He seemed to see my future.
The carriage doors closed, and the carriage carrying the empire's high priest headed towards the palace.
"What does this mean? Why do all the star-gazers speak in the same tone? Why do they always leave things unsaid?" I scratched my head, not quite understanding what the master was saying.
"Forget it, I'll ignore him. I'll go on a date with Sheila while Kama's not around!" I told myself, "Don't think about things you can't understand."
I took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly, the air was fresh, and I had no worries. It's so good to be young.
In the days that followed, my life was divided in two, caught between two women, Sheila and Anda, and the days passed by in a blur. My friend, a little over a month later, awakened the power of the Jade Dragon within him and was soon granted the title of Earl by the Emperor, becoming the empire's recognized successor to the Jade Dragon.
This kid, lured and encouraged by me, is constantly pestering that wretched tomboy. Although Kama is ruthless, sharp-tongued, and quick with her fists and feet, my old friend is even more shameless and skilled in martial arts, leaving her completely bewildered. This has cleared many obstacles for my date with Sheila.
Although it seems immoral for a man to have two women at the same time, I, at only eighteen, wouldn't care about such things. Besides, the empire is at war every year, and there are always more women than men, so having two wives isn't too bad! If we really insisted on monogamy, I believe many beautiful women in the empire would have to remain single for life. What I'm doing is for their own good!
As my body pressed against Sheila's fragrant shoulder, inhaling the scent of lilies emanating from her, I couldn't help but think this.
Like me, Sheila also has demonic blood, and she possesses the transformation power of a fallen angel. Two years ago, when I met her by chance, her beautiful and holy aura deeply attracted my heart. In order to pursue her, I dug out a harp that I had abandoned in the storage room of my house for who knows how many years, and practiced it diligently for a long time, hoping to use it to get closer to her, who loved music so much.
Physically, I inherited excellent genes from my parents; in terms of relationships, Xuezhi enthusiastically acted as matchmaker; in terms of actions, I was shameless and had a smooth tongue that was good at charming young girls; and in terms of external pressure, the backlash caused by Kama's meddling finally enabled me to successfully win her heart.
However, for some reason, it wasn't just because I particularly enjoyed that feeling of perfect understanding. Although the temperature between us kept rising, I never really took advantage of Sheila. At most, I would hold her hand or touch her shoulder to shoulder, but we never even kissed. Perhaps it was because her demeanor was too saintly, and I couldn't bear to shatter her purity.
Once, I mustered up the courage to tell her that I was willing to make any sacrifice for her.
"You're so shameless," Sheila said with a laugh, tapping my nose with her finger.
"I love you more than a hundred billion deaths!" I said in a very serious and devout tone.
“What can prove it?” she asked me.
I took Sheila's crystal-clear fingers and gently kissed them. Sheila immediately blushed, and this was the most intimate contact we had ever had.
"If you are in danger, just call my name, and even if I am at the ends of the earth, I will risk my life to come back and save you!"
"This is my promise!" I said, patting my chest.
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