Arod tried to use money to restrain the nobles. Loyalty that was maintained simply by so-called rituals and personal honors was not reliable. Even the feudal system was no longer considered by Arod. Land was always awarded one day, and the nobles who were considered to be the basis of the monarch's rule would become a threat. Of course, in addition to this, there was also a way to maintain systematic governance through blood ties, and enfeoff their relatives and descendants in the land to resist foreign enemies. After all, the representative one was the Zhou of the Celestial Dynasty, and these all had huge disadvantages in the end. Chaos and disputes would not be ruthless just because the other party was his own blood ties.

"Only by strengthening and expanding my power through the centralized bureaucracy." Arod thought so. People in this era advocated generosity and aristocratic honor. In Arod's view, this was nothing more than a historical limitation. In fact, the wars and wars in later generations were easily incited by a group of ambitious nobles. There were many things that kings and monarchs were overturned by the aristocratic group. Nobles supported by a large amount of land and property could even manipulate the king's inheritance rights. Only churches with a large amount of land and influence could compare.

"What did you say, Count?" Monk Elvit raised his head and asked. At this time, he was handing over a table of statistics on the number of nobles, civilians and farmers in the entire county of Mecklenburg to Arod. This kind of statistics in tables was also given to him by Arod by Professor Memory. Of course, even if it was just a count of the number of counts in a county, it was an extremely complex matter, so now it was only a part of it.

"No, nothing, you need to hurry up on the counting of population, Mecklenburg land and materials. I will allocate three members of the standing Servant regiment for you to use." Arod picked up a piece of parchment, which was filled with data. Arod felt that he should form a statistical institution when the time was ripe, and a ruler should know how much his family was. Table statistics were originally a product of modern science in Europa. The famous strategist Bonaparte was a good player in using this scientific tool, which allowed him to see his losses in the war at a glance. Then he made strategic decisions based on this.

"This is really great." The face of Monk Elvit changed slightly, but he still happily accepted Arod's staff. According to the customs of other palaces, he could have hired servants by himself. These servants would help him handle complicated affairs, but Arod forbidden Monk Elvit from doing this because he was worried that his internal intelligence would be used by the hired spies, and now he is equipped with a group of servants directly belonging to Arod himself. This will inevitably make Arod a little worried that Arod no longer trusts him. Seeing the change of Monk Elvit's expression, Arod felt very strange, but since Monk Elvit agreed to his opinion, he did not delve into it further.

"My Monk Elvit, my palace prime minister, after the autumn harvest, I will start training the cavalry troops, so I need a lot of manpower and material resources. No bit of the power in Mecklenburg can be wasted, and only you can help me in this matter." Arod said to Monk Elvit. The so-called palace prime minister is actually the steward of the count, who is in charge of Arud's property. Training the cavalry troops must have a horse-raising ranch, and a blacksmith shop equipped with iron-scrambled irons. As well as various forages and oats for feeding horses, soldiers also need food, clothing, housing and transportation, and these need to be arranged properly.

"I can do all of these. But we have no experience in horse-raising people. The Slavs of Mecklenburg raised horses like raising donkeys." Monk Elvit was not as optimistic as Arod. When Arod told him that he had promised Prince Otto to train an excellent cavalry unit, Monk Elvit almost dislocated his mouth.

"Master Earl, I can ask, how many cavalry will be trained by Prince Otto?" Monk Elvitt couldn't help asking after hearing this.

"His Highness Prince Otto did not say it, but I think we should have at least a cavalry unit of one hundred men." Arod answered him.

"This should not be a problem. We already have a cavalry unit. Ted's Javelin cavalry and the knights of the St. Jom's Monks Order should be enough." Monk Elvit felt a little relieved. It was usually thankless to serve the royal family.

"No. This is a heavy cavalry unit, which must be equipped with shields, sharp carbines, excellent chain mail and swords." Arod said to monk Elvit. This is completely equipped with heavy cavalry, but usually only nobles can afford it. Arod's idea was to rely on his own strength to support a heavy cavalry unit of 100 people, which would cost a huge amount.

"Heavy cavalry, Oh, God, my Count, you will become a poor noble." Monk Elvit said with trembling shoulders. He felt that Arod was completely a prodigal, and the wealth that Mecklenburg had finally accumulated would be destroyed, so he tried every means to stop Arod's prodigal decision.

"You don't have to worry about experienced horse breeders. Well, I guess the Borg family will send people to come today." Of course, Arod would not forget the family that was good at horse herdering, so he sent people to discuss horse breeding with them, and promised to set them up a good pasture for them, so he asked them to send people who were good at horse breeding to help the Mecklenburg people cultivate excellent war horses. However, raising war horses is not something that can be done in a short period of time. Arod also needs to buy thirty war horses from the Borg family, which were prepared for training cavalry.

The atmosphere in Mason recently was somewhat unusual. After Duke Eble returned to Mason Castle, everything seemed calm. He defeated the invasion of the Northern European Viking Warriors and gained the favor of the royal family, which greatly increased his reputation. Even the messengers of the Principal of Bavaria came to visit. I don’t know what happened in the castle. Duke Eble suddenly became enthusiastic about the messengers of the Principal of Bavaria. People often saw the young Duke Eble riding horses and riding horses out of the castle alongside the Bavarian messengers, and went to the forest to hunt with the hunting dogs and servants.

"This is the fourth time in a week." Baron Wendell, wearing a palace-sang gold jewelry on his chest, frowned at the tower window of Mason Castle.

"Father, don't worry, just hunting." Sir If, the brother of Baron Wendell's son Arod, said indifferently. Hunting is a movement of nobles, and hunting with Bavarian envoys is also an activity to enhance friendship. After all, Bavaria is a major priest that constitutes the entire Eastern Frank Kingdom. The Duke of Bavaria has a much older qualification than the Duke of Eble, and its influence cannot be ignored by the royal family.

"There is nothing to hunt, but we have not figured out the intentions of the Bavarians so far, which is what I worry about the most." Baron Wendell worked very diligently after becoming Mason's palace prime minister. Baron Wendell's greatest achievement was to drain the water from a swamp wetland in Mason's territory, turning the originally unusable swamp wetland into a farmable land, and Mason's economy gradually became prosperous.

"I think we should be more worried about Earl Lauziz. Arod wrote to him and asked us to send someone to secretly search for a former Earl Praun." If said to his father.

"Oh, what's wrong?" Baron Wendell, who has been paying attention to Mason's internal affairs, was not clear about what happened in Schlesigs. Duke Eble rarely mentioned it after returning to the territory, so he just knew that he had won another victory.

"Arod suspected that the knight had killed Colonel Johnberg, and that Count Lauzitz could not be separated from this matter." If said to his father, and footsteps rang out in the corridor of the castle. The father and son immediately stopped talking and looked out the window. The news spread very quickly in the palace, and how many rumors would fly out between the whispers between the nobles and servants.

"Well, Count Lauziz has been very at ease recently. I will send someone to stare at him, just hope that nothing ominous happens again." Baron Wendell is really not used to dealing with these palace conspiracies, but for the glory of the family he must do his best. When he looked at the sky outside the window, the thick clouds began to press down, making people feel a depressing mood.

"It seems that it is going to rain." In the dense forest outside Mason Castle, Duke Eble was still hunting with his servant and hound. They were lucky enough to catch a hare. The servant immediately tied the hare up. The Saxon messenger raised his head and looked at the sky and said to Duke Eble.

"Don't worry, I will let the servants set up tents in the forest." Duke Eble said to the Duke of Saxony's messenger.

"I feel relieved, so the Duke is so heroic and extraordinary, and he never returns empty-handed every time he hunts. He is worthy of being a noble that His Majesty the King relies on." The Duke of Saxony said with a laugh. The Duke of Saxony's envoy was a baron, but it is said that he was also a noble in the core position in the Duke's court.

"Thank you for your praise Baron." Duke Eble smiled slightly, holding the bow and slid the strings and making a sound like music, and the handsome duke's face was really elegant.

"During the Duke of Mason, I have seen the noble temperament of the Duke. Please rest assured. As soon as I return to the Duke of Saxony, I will propose to my monarch to marry one of his daughters to Duke, you, and make the two great Dukes a marriage." The Duke of Saxony's messenger touched the beard on his lips and assured Duke Ebul, that the messenger actually came to propose marriage to Duke Ebul. (To be continued)

PS: I wish you a happy New Year and a happy Year of the Sheep
Chapter completed!