The news that Rostislav will send troops to Bulgaria at the end of next year spreads like the wind throughout the city.
And with Moscow as the center, it continues to spread outward in waves, and then the waves get bigger and bigger.
Rostislav's vigorous propaganda in the theater did have the effect he wanted. The effect was very good. The news about the prince's dispatch of troops to Bulgaria next year spread like a rocket.
People are discussing this matter, and the battlefield has become the theme song of people's chats.
Moreover, the public held an extremely optimistic attitude towards Rostislav's conquest. In their opinion, no one could resist the troops sent by the Moscow prince, and their prince would definitely be able to lead everyone to achieve that great victory.
Many people began to plan to follow the prince to send troops, and some even started to buy weapons and armor at the blacksmith's guild's stall, but most people were not in a hurry, after all, it was still far away from the army's attack.
However, what they didn't expect was that Weicher soon came to convey the order from the Red City, which was to order the middle-aged men among the citizens to report immediately with weapons.
The citizens were a little surprised by this, but they did not reject it. After all, the war in Rostislav was impossible to fail. Force was force. Is there anyone who wouldn't want the prince to make everyone rich?
People from the countryside returned to their hometowns one after another to mobilize the folks in their hometowns to join the expedition. After all, to make a fortune or something, it would be better to bring a few more people with them.
Even the topics of conversation in the Moscow market have changed. Everyone is talking about prices while talking about the war. Everyone is enthusiastically discussing the future war. Their words are filled with extremely strong confidence in the prince and victory.
Undoubted confirmation.
As for the veterans in the city who had to leave the battlefield and retire due to various reasons, they suddenly found that many people came to them and asked these veterans to teach them some skills to survive on the battlefield.
And when the news spread, the entire Northeastern Rus was discussing this matter. In the vast land of the Forest, no matter what everyone's attitude towards the princely regime in Moscow, one thing was the same.
unified.
That is the confidence in Rostislav's military ability, the confidence in him to lead everyone to wealth and glory.
Many people in the countryside began to prepare. They either pulled out the weapons and armor from the bottom of the box and began to repair them, or asked their relatives at home to weave armor for themselves.
As soon as the autumn farm work is over, everyone will carry these things to Moscow and join the prince's army.
Of course, not everyone has such strong expectations for something like war, and some people look sad, but this sadness is not necessarily all because of the war.
"It's true that Mr. Rostislav didn't inform us in advance and suddenly gave us such a heavy task... That's all, it's only a matter of time anyway."
An angry voice came from the room at the end, and the clerks lowered their heads and continued working, as if they had not heard the voice.
They are no better than the roaring officer, whose qualifications are sufficient for him to complain to the prince like this.
Although the Russian tradition does not have so many taboos, it still requires status and status to complain to the ruler.
Moreover, the work at hand is still very busy. Recently, the prince ordered to organize the draftable population in Moscow.
Their job is to sort and classify the names, status and family circumstances of the collected soldiers.
These soldiers are basically citizens of Moscow. They have stable industries in Moscow. They are also the backbone of the princes' levies and the backbone of the battlefield. They have better weapons and armor.
It's just that Rostislav has never conducted detailed statistics on this group, so taking this opportunity, Rostislav plans to conduct a statistics on this group.
And we took this opportunity to complete the statistics of Moscow's population and establish a household registration system in the city.
In this regard, Moscow has actually been in a laissez-faire state over the years. After all, the city is still developing rapidly.
Moreover, the construction in all aspects is still in the initial stage. Too clear information in this area is not only a waste of manpower, but also meaningless.
But now, after six full years of development, Moscow is completely different from before.
This city is already the center of Northeast Rus in a practical sense, attracting the population from the entire Northeast Rus and even nearby areas.
This city is now like a magnet attracting everything around it, and countless people want to become its residents.
However, Rostislav realized that he could no longer let the city grow wildly and must complete its statistics before everything became more chaotic.
Rostislav had never been able to seize the opportunity because he was busy with various things.
And now, through next year's expedition, the Prince of Moscow will conduct a large-scale census of the city.
The prince's order was issued, but the execution department below was wailing.
It is not an easy task to fulfill Rostislav's order, because Moscow is a city with a permanent population of tens of thousands and a floating population of thousands.
There are only over 200 people in Moscow's bureaucracy, and less than 100 people are responsible for the city's paperwork. Recording all these things is enough to make people dizzy, let alone identifying the types of residents among them.
Moreover, these people have to do various daily tasks in the city, and they have very little time to spend on these things.
That's why Leo complained. He has been extremely busy recently due to the prince's declaration, and now that he has been added to such a big job, it is really a headache.
Moreover, the increase in work has also increased the conflicts within the civil service. Most of the Ross faction are grassroots officials, while the Greek faction is full of middle- and high-level officials. If the top is assigned additional tasks, these people can only add burdens to the bottom and let them collect them as soon as possible.
The data is easy to organize.
In this regard, the Ross faction regarded this as the Greek party's oppression of them. In their view, the Greeks sitting in the building were deliberately oppressing them in this way.
And their attitude has also affected the Wicher personnel who accompany these civil servants. Why are you sitting in the office?
Therefore, the conflict was magnified in an instant, and Leo was very troubled by this, which was very damaging to work efficiency.
Facing Leo's roar, the clerks below all stood there respectfully, not daring to say a word. How dare they talk about these things.
Leo looked at these guys cowering, and suddenly felt a burst of anger coming from nowhere.
"Get out of here and go do your work. I want to see the results as soon as possible!"
In the end, the political affairs officer in Moscow could only say these words feebly, and the clerks also left as if they had been granted amnesty. It was so depressing here, and it was really uncomfortable to face the stinky face of the boss.
Seeing those guys running past as if they were amnesty, Leo suddenly felt a little funny about this matter.
But then he didn't laugh either. He also knew that some things that seemed insignificant were indeed very important to them.
After suppressing his smile, Leo couldn't help but think about the current situation.
In fact, what this old Greek bureaucrat said before was not because he felt how difficult the work was and how difficult it was to complete. He was an old bureaucrat in the imperial capital, and a single district of that big city had a much larger population than Moscow.
I don't know how many of the jobs he was engaged in were much more serious than this, but he survived them all. During those years when he was suppressed, all kinds of overweight jobs were commonplace.
It was more because of an uneasiness, an uneasiness about the current actions of the Prince of Moscow. This was both a declaration of war and a household registration, which gave him a sense of urgency.
And he really doesn't think it's a good thing to feel like this. Leo is a person who has seen many things. When he sees a ruler or senior official like this, usually the next thing will either not develop well or not.
Totally smashed.
However, Leo was very powerless against all of this. He could only sigh and pray in his heart that all of this was unnecessary.