Ferries, alleys, carriages, Tahara...

Crossing the blue Kaibis Bay, traveling freely to the neat Hekou city. When the scenery beside the car gradually widens and continuous grass mounds replaced the buildings, Raul finally saw a green and white road sign carved with pansy lace on the dirt roadside.

There are three single arrow signs, one of which points to the northwest. The black flower on the board is written with a black flower, and the woodland where elks appear.

Raul secretly taught himself a little writing in Viscount Zona's cow pen, and could barely recognize the handwriting of [Alces].

That's what elk means, probably because it's easy to write and recognize, the talkative coachman calls elk woodland Alchez abbreviated by Alchez along the way.

Is our new home at the end of this road? Raul's heart is throbbing.

The destination of the interval carriage is in Mailang Township, and it will never turn into the small road in Alchez. The Buckron family can only get off at the fork road with regret.

Raul held his sister's hand, and his father and mother were carrying their luggage.

After all the luggage was taken off the carriage, the coachman said to his father: "After this path, walk one more kilometer, you will see the stream next to you? When you see the fork, follow the water."

"Apart from this correct path, the other paths are either stepped on by Indians or left by wild beasts looking for water. You are not familiar with the place, and if you take the wrong path, you may encounter danger."

Dad nodded quickly.

"What do you want to do first after you get home?" asked the coachman.

"Probably... I want to build the house first, so I can't let my children live in a tent all the time."

"The Chamber of Commerce provides authentic felt tents. Although they may be a little older, they have excellent warmth and spacious space, so you can take your time with a large house."

"My advice to you is to go to Mailang Township to find a job immediately after you settle down. You only need to leave one person to take care of the fields at home. Anyway, even if you plant potatoes, it will take 100 days to harvest them."

"You have to gain a foothold before that. Mailang Township has a labor recommendation office set up by the Chamber of Commerce. If you have a job, you will have a salary. If you have a salary, you will have food. This is the key."

"I see……"

My father suddenly realized, and his uneasiness about the unknown life disappeared a little.

The family bid farewell to the coachman and embarked on the itinerary. The weather in Miami is warm and pleasant, and it has the meaning of spring just after New Year's Day. The grass buds are reborn and the birds are singing happily.

Sophia fell asleep in her mother's arms. They had been walking on the strange land for a day since the early morning. The sunset was hanging in the sky, red and yellow, and large areas of burning clouds were setting off, and they were lying leisurely in the forest in the sky.

They soon saw the stream that appeared many times during the conversation. The clear stream water was less than half a meter deep, and large scattered rocky beaches were left on both sides, covered with dazzling pebbles.

Walk along the stream, cross several specious forks, cross a brand new wooden bridge, and come from the left bank of the stream to the right bank.

The elk woodland is right there, with continuous verdant pastures near it, and a gentle and undulating hills far away.

At the end of the hills are woods, and I think it is the legendary wild forest where deer and Indians live.

Dad put down his luggage, wiped his sweat, and glanced over the scattered tents far and near.

There were twenty or thirty tents, but only more than ten of them were lifted from the curtains, and the yard was filled with firewood and fodder. A group of children chased the puppies and jokingly passed by the middle of the tent, and ran to the square in the village with a smile.

There is the only formal building in the village in the square, a small wooden building with double towers and double-storey towers. The top of the tower is filled with the Spanish flag and the state flag of the Florida Governor's Palace. There is a simple flagpole in front of the building, which is only two short floors. The pansy flag that my father is already familiar with is floating on the flagpole.

However, this pansy is different from the pansy I saw along the way. It has no patterns and boundlessness. The calyx overlaps with shapes similar to X. At first glance, it looks a bit like a pirate flag on white background.

"Is this a village office there?" Dad pointed to the white pirate flag, "Ms. Vivian asked us to find the village chief first... Raul, let mother and sister have a rest, let's go to find the village chief first."

"Yes." Raul Zheng pointed.

...

Unlike the three-dimensional political model established by the Eastern Empire in the long era of centralization, the Western political model has always been a combination of flat and three-dimensional.

This is the political legacy of the feudal fief era.

In that era, the lord had complete and independent political rights in his own territory, and each fief could be regarded as an independent country.

The fief government is only responsible to their lords, and the lord himself, as a vassal of the superior lord, needs to be responsible to his lords.

The so-called lord's lord is not my lord, and the vassal of the vassal is not my vassal, so it comes from this.

This political model continues to undergo subtle changes with the growth of civil rights awareness.

Taking the constitutional Britain as an example, the aristocratic class headed by the king surrendered its rights and replaced it with a parliament representing the "nationals".

Governments at all levels are responsible to parliaments at all levels, thus completing the establishment of "flat" in the political model. The head of government is responsible to the superior government, thus completing the establishment of "three-dimensional".

After its founding, the United States, which advocates democracy, carried out bold "de-three-dimensional" reforms to this political model.

The governor no longer needs to be responsible to the federal government, but only to the state assembly; the mayor and town mayor are no longer responsible to the state government, but only to the city and town assembly.

They have even begun experimenting with real universal politics.

In the countryside, villages and some towns in the United States, they completely abandoned the parliament and held an open "residents' convention" during the annual parliament week.

Under this administrative division, every resident and adult resident can freely make a speech at the residents' meeting to discuss and decide the legislation and budget of the town/town/village, and the government will give a special or comprehensive administrative report to the meeting.

The residents' congress also has to elect an administrative committee.

The members of the committee are different from former members of the parliamentary committee. Their nature is amateur and public welfare. They no longer have specific rights. They only supervise the daily operation of the government, public affairs, and use the special funds for the resolutions of the conference to hire suitable town/town/village chiefs.

This is a major innovation in the political system, the government head employment system.

Through this market-oriented method, government members are completely separated from the original civil service system, and the government operates towards the company. The relationship with the committee is like the CEO and the board of directors, while residents are like shareholders of the company.

Lorraine appreciates this anarchic government reform, but Miami is a Spanish colony after all, and even if the Drake Chamber has a huge say, it is impossible to change the country's inherent political model.

The mayor of Miami is still assigned by the Governor's Office and is responsible to the Governor's Office at the same time. The lower level of the city hall has a district hall and the lower level of the town hall has a district council.

However, at the grassroots level where there is no council, such as the "community" of Hekou Town and the "country" of Tianyuan Town, Lorraine still exerted his influence on Miami.

Grassroots administrative affairs are led by the Residents' Congress, imitating the United States' election and administration committee. The committee members are set up with three to five people according to the grassroots population, and the committee chairman serves as community/town/village chief.

Both the committee and the chairman are amateur and public welfare nature, and do not belong to civil servants and do not receive remuneration for their posts. If the resident conference believes that full-time managers are needed to run the grassroots level, the conference will raise the employment funds on its own and the committee will conduct employment, which basically copy the "national politics" model of the United States.

The implementation of this system is still short, and even the two communities in Hekou Town held the first residents' meeting and completed the first committee election.

The remaining applicable communities/towns/villages are still in the implementation stage. The temporary manager is temporarily held by Drake's employees. Only the two key points of amateur and public welfare are ensured in terms of personnel nature, and the rights of the future administrative committee are restrained from the source.

But for the time being, Dad and Raul don’t know the difference between Miami and Viscount Zona at the time.

They naturally equated the elk woodland with the fiefs of the native knights in Spain, regarded the village as the castle of the knights, and regarded the village chief as the great and noble knight master.

They walked tremblingly towards the brand new building, which was far from luxurious, and glanced down from behind, looking for the evil dogs hidden in the shadows and the superior guards and servants who could pass on their own.

But they found nothing.

There were no guards, no slaves, and no evil dogs. There was only a docile pony tied to a horse stake outside the village office. It was washed with greasy and there were still water stains on the ground.

Dad is in trouble.

There are only playful children outside the Knight's castle. Seeing that the children's clothes are all children from poor families, what should I do?

Raul silently pulled the corner of his father's clothes, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the open gate of the village office.

Dad glared at Raul with a angrily look, and his meaning was clear.

[So what if the door is open? Do you break in?]

Raul immediately turned his eyes: [Can you knock on the door?]

[Knock on the door? If you encounter something, wouldn’t you ask for trouble?]

[But you can't stand, right?] Raul held his eyes and pointed at his mother's direction, [Mom is still holding Sophia and waiting.]

"this……"

Dad covered his mouth and pondered. Before the deep voice could be heard from his mouth, a strong man with a face full of flesh appeared in the village office.

He was wearing dock-like wide-leg cotton pants and a fat shirt, his short golden hair was upright and his bulging cheeks were intertwined.

He only has one hand!

The only right hand veins swelled up, and the thick palms held a long half-eat bread stick, walking in a dragon and tiger stride, and was majestic.

He rushed straight into the square with big strides, and pulled his gong-like voice to the cheerful children: "Babys! Get back to eat potatoes!"

The children scattered, leaving only a variety of exclamations floating in the air along the evening breeze.

"Run! The pirate is here!"

Raul and his father looked at each other, staring at each other for a long time, and at the same time, they saw a paler face from the inverted scene of each other's pupils.

"Sea...Pirates?!"
Chapter completed!