"No, no, no, let me rest, let me rest for a while, hey~hey~hey~what are you doing? Oh..."
.........
"Master?"
"Master?"
"Master!!"
Behind the wooden table in the official room on the first floor of the Valley Wooden Castle, Ron yelled three times but failed to wake up Art, who was lying on the armchair with his eyes narrowed and dozing. Ron could only step forward and gently push a few times to wake up his lord, who looked tired.
"Huh? Ron? Didn't you tell me to lie down for a while? Why did you wake me up so early?" Art narrowed his eyes, stretched and yawned, his eyes were dark and swollen.
Ron had a puzzled look on his face, "Sir, it's almost noon, and you still have many letters that you haven't signed yet?"
Matt has been in this state for several days. Every day after getting up, he has to hide in the office and stare for a while, and he can't even walk as vigorously as before. As a bodyguard, Ron was very worried, "Tell me, I haven't seen you this tired during the half-year expedition. Why have you been like this these past few days after returning home? How about I ask Doctor Farnaz to come and take a look at you? Something is wrong!" With that said, Ron placed a stack of documents that had just been sent to the valley in front of Art.
"Okay, I don't have any illnesses! When you and Ollie get married, you will know what is more tiring than fighting." Art rubbed his waist, sat up straight and glanced at the pile of documents piled up on his official desk.
“Are these submissions sent from all over the county?” Art asked, pointing to the submissions of varying thicknesses.
Ron touched his head, "Yes, sir, I counted them. This is just a report to you from the lords, squires, officials and elders (village officials) of the villages, castles, manors and scattered settlements near the valley. It is estimated that in a few days, the remote areas will Submissions from these places will also be sent over one after another. "
Matt blinked and randomly took out a piece of parchment to write the submission. The parchment was good, but the symbols written on the parchment were really not flattering.
"Have I never seen so many submissions on Pierre's desk before when I went to his office?"
At briefly browsed through them, and there were only some flattering words, and the most important one at the end was that he would send a cart of grain to the valley at the end of this month as a promotion gift.
"Ron, from now on, you should read all the ordinary submissions sent from various places first, roughly classify them according to their priority, and then send them to me. Just scan a few words of a flattering letter like this, so as not to waste my time."
What Ron said after hearing this. Some of the submissions had to be read over by themselves and sorted, which made Ron's head explode with buzzing, "Master! Let me read the submissions? I'm most afraid of looking at those symbols. Every time I look at them, my eyes swell and my brain hurts. Besides, there are scribes in the Chinese military camp, and there are scribes in the civil affairs, why me~"
Matt turned his head and glared at Ron. This young man had been with him for many years and was very loyal and reliable, but he was too passive when it came to learning writing. "You think that when I asked you to be a bodyguard officer, you just rode a horse and followed behind me with a sword to show off your power? As for following my butt and showing off your power, I still need you? Ordinary guards can do those things."
Because the order you gave the task force to bring to Besançon's Hawkeye was unclear, and it almost caused Besançon's Hawkeye to execute the military order incorrectly. Ron, for you to learn writing is not only to be able to spell a few letters, but more importantly, to learn grammar, logic and rhetorical expressions..."
Ron's eyes opened wider and wider, the scars on his face stretched longer and longer, his expression was simply painful.
"Master! Let me read. I will read all the documents from now on. If I don't understand, I will ask the old butler for advice~" Ron gave up resistance.
Matt nodded reluctantly with satisfaction, "I will read these submissions from various places in the evening. Is there anything urgent in the afternoon?"
"Back to Sir, the civil affairs department has dug the graves in the Beipo Cemetery. All the remains and bones of the soldiers can be buried before evening. You can just go to the funeral then. The old housekeeper specifically asked you to rest for a few days, and the civil affairs department has no other arrangements for the time being."
Just when Art was about to hide and lie down for a while, Lottie's personal maid, Camille, opened the door and walked in. "Master, Madam asked me to come down and ask you if you have anything else to do this afternoon. If you have nothing to do, go upstairs. Madam has something to discuss with you."
Matt's heart thumped, and his waist suddenly flashed, "Uh, um, Camille, your Grandpa Cooper asked me to inspect the workshop in the afternoon, um! As for the inspection of the workshop, you go report to the madam and tell her that I will go find her immediately after the inspection."
As he spoke, Art stood up, straightened his armor and put on his bridle, "Ron, prepare your horse."
"Huh?"
"Ah, what? I asked you to prepare your horse, didn't you say that the old butler invited me to inspect the workshop?" Art turned and winked at Ron.
It took Ron a while to react, "Ah, yes, sir, I will prepare the horse immediately."
The two of them ran out of the mansion...
On the second floor of the mansion, the hostess of the valley and the newly promoted Viscountess Lottie looked at Art running away on horseback with an unhappy face, and looked at the sticker beside her. The maid Oli muttered, "Oli, do you think your master has a mistress outside?"
Att fled the mansion, but did go on a patrol. When he, Ron, and two guards were passing through the Valley Village, he stopped to rest, but was entangled by a peasant woman in the Valley Village. This peasant woman was the wife of Lin En, the adjutant of Art's command. Lin En married her in the Valley Village after quitting the patrol team three years ago.
Now this fierce peasant woman has knelt down in front of Art and burst into tears. She talked a lot but couldn't make it clear.
Seeing that the peasant woman was entangled, Ron stepped forward to comfort her, and then called for the village chief.
This village chief is a wounded soldier who retired from the army and was placed in the civil service during the apprentice knight period. He hung a disabled arm and gave a straight military salute to Art, "Sir, I am the new village chief of the valley."
Matt returned the salute, "I know you, you are Sol, the carpenter from Alsburg, the leader of the second combat team of the first team."
The wounded soldier with his arm hanging did not expect that the dignified Viscount actually remembered his name, origin and military position, and was very excited, "Thank you, sir, for remembering the untouchables! Thank you, sir!"
Art waved his hand, "You are all my friends who have been bleeding with me. How could I not remember you. You are the village steward, please tell me what is going on first?"
The village chief looked embarrassed when he hung his arms. He quickly stepped forward to pull up Linn's wife, who was kneeling and crying, and then asked two peasant women to take him aside.
“Back to my lord, that’s what happened...”
It turns out that everything originated from a woman in the wooden castle. This woman was the wife of a soldier who died in the Art Army. Since the soldier died in the southern expedition to Lombardy just after joining the army, he did not achieve any military merit. He only received some pension and half an acre of heroic land. The life of the woman who had just given birth to a child was a bit miserable.
Lynn was still the deputy steward of the Vale at that time, and this woman's land of honor happened to be in the Vale. Out of sympathy, Lynn took great care of the widow and unborn son of the soldier who died in the war, and often helped the mother and son. The mother and son lived in the wooden castle. Lynn would visit Emma every now and then and helped the woman find a job as a hotel handyman with Emma...
There was nothing wrong at first.
But as time went by, the children raised by that woman became older and older, and some people said that the child looked more and more like Lin En. Gradually, the rumors became more and more biased. In addition, Lin En was often traveling abroad recently and his official position was getting bigger and bigger. His wife felt more and more that Lin En looked down on her as a peasant woman, so she always suspected that the woman was Lin En's mistress, and that the child was the illegitimate child of the two...
亚特听得一个头两个大，右手不停地揉着太阳穴，「我看你们这些女人还是吃得太饱，撑的！」
「你们说的那个女人我也知道, lives just outside the wooden castle. I have also seen his man. He was already pregnant when he came to the valley. When did your man get pregnant? Can you use your head? Lin En is running around all day long. Do you think he is not tired enough? "
The crying woman was scolded by Art and quickly stopped crying.
"Okay, I will talk to Lin En after he comes back, and you should stop getting entangled in it. If Lin En is really angry and he remarries a noble lady, let's see what you do!"
"Saul, Take me to see your granary..."
Originally, Art really planned to go to the workshop to inspect, but after being pestered by the shrews of the Lynn family, he had no time or energy to go to the workshop, so he simply inspected the valley.
Last year, there was chaos in the north, but there was a bumper harvest in the south. The grain harvested by Gujiandi Village was not only fully paid in taxes, but the farmers also voluntarily bought grains other than ration seeds to the civil administration for use as military grain reserves for the army.
As the earliest organized village in the entire valley, the days of Gujiandi are getting better and better. What satisfies Art most is that the village is getting cleaner and cleaner, and the villagers no longer look slovenly. Although the richest and most powerful early villagers have gradually improved due to the promotion of their family men. They moved to a wooden castle to build a house, but the atmosphere of the "richest village" remained in the village. A public bathhouse was built in the village. Spending a few soubies (small currency) in ten and a half months to go to the bathroom and take a hot bath has become a status symbol for farmers who have a little surplus...
After having a sumptuous meal in the valley village, Art rushed back to the wooden castle with his guards and personally presided over a grand funeral for the souls of the heroes who died in the war. Art, Robert, and Hamish sang and prayed for the souls of the heroes who died in the battle. The solemn atmosphere also made the officers, soldiers and representatives of civil affairs officials who attended the funeral feel a little warmer...