Deacon Talma dictated, and Pastor Loharin, who was not good at handwriting, wrote. In about an hour, a letter written by Praia to the teacher three years ago was freshly baked.
After cleaning the surface of the parchment, and waiting quietly for the dye to dry, Deacon Taerma skillfully began to ravage the poor parchment with another set of procedures.
Ten minutes later, the corners of Pastor Loharin's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the depilated corners of the table, the dirty surface, and the faded handwriting... all kinds of desolate and unspeakable parchments.
If he hadn't been standing by the side and seen the entire production process in its entirety, Loharin felt that, let alone the foolish relatives and stewards in Ackford Castle who couldn't tell the truth from the fake, even he would probably feel that This is indeed a letter from several years ago.
"Well... not good, not good..."
Pastor Loharlin felt that his eyes had been opened, but Deacon Talma was not too satisfied, "... It's been a long time since I've done this, and the soaking time seems to be a little shorter... Well, these places are not too burnt. picture… "
"Huh? Is there any?"
Looking along the place where Deacon Talma was inspecting, Pastor Loharlin looked left and right, but couldn't see anything "unlike": "No, this is already very similar... At least, Ackerford Baronet, surely no one will recognize it!"
"You still have to be careful!" Deacon Talma shook his head slowly: "After all, the benefits of honeycombs are not just an increase in tithes for one or two years. It has been accumulated over the years and decades, and the amount is too large , Maybe someone will jump out to find something wrong at any time... "
"Oh, no, it's really not!"
After reading the processed parchment over and over again, Deacon Taerma made a decision: "It seems that this letter must be handed over to someone who is good at it..."
"Ah? Is there anyone else who is better at it? Who is it?" Loharin was very surprised. In the entire parish, there are very few people who can surpass Deacon Talma in terms of age, seniority, and secrets. Loharrin is very curious , who has a better craft than Deacon Talma.
"Of course, there are several people in the parish who are better than me for this job..."
Deacon Talma said while carefully putting away the parchment: "However, if you want to talk about what you are best at, of course it is the priest."
"Ah! Priest!" Loharin whispered, "Teacher, are you going to give this letter to the priest?"
"Yes..." Deacon Talma nodded as a matter of course: "I can rest assured that I leave it to him."
"But, in this case..." Loharin said anxiously, "Won't the priest know all the things we discussed?"
"Yes!" Deacon Talma asked, "What's wrong? What's the matter?"
"This... this..." Pointing to the parchment in Deacon Talma's hand, Pastor Loharlin couldn't speak fluently: "Admitting students three years in advance, and also directly turning Ross/Moore into 16 years old, Is that okay too?"
"Oh, is that what you're worried about?"
Deacon Talma laughed: "Even if you don't need the priest's help to deal with it, you still have to give this letter to him for review."
"Why?" Loharin felt that he had refreshed too many views on this day.
"If it's something else... Well, just like when you went out with me a few months ago, you were lucky on the road and got a few more cows. Since only we know about such a small matter, of course we don't need the priest to worry about it." Worry about..."
To give an example casually, Deacon Talma shook the parchment in his hand, and continued: "However, this matter is different... What's the benefit of Ross/Moore being a student of Praia three years in advance?"
"Benefits..." Loharrin replied hesitantly: "It's more convenient to preside over the church in Akeli village as an agent?"
"and then?"
"Other people in the parish can't take advantage of Brother John."
"anything else?"
"Brother John can give you more gifts."
"Yes, by the way, I'll give you some more gifts..." Deacon Talma smiled wryly and shook his head: "What else?"
"Any more...?"
"Of course!" Deacon Talma asked, "No matter how many gifts we get, is it as much as the extra tithes from Akeli Village?"
"Of course not." Loharin replied honestly.
"That's all right!" Deacon Talma said: "Loss/More became a student of Praia three years in advance, and the parish can collect extra tithes more smoothly. Los/More cannot become a student in advance. Students, then let the parish fight Baron Ackford by himself!"
"Uh!"
You can still play like this...
Loharrin opened his mouth wide.
"The extra tithes are in front of us..." Deacon Talma continued, "Do you think the priest will agree or not to let Los/Moll become a student of Praia three years in advance?"
"Of course I agree! So that's how it is..." Loharin sighed, "No wonder you said you must give the letter to the priest for review..."
"No, it's not just a glance."
Deacon Talma shook his head: "If there is a letter, of course there must be a reply. This reply from three years ago has to be troubled by the priest himself."
"Yes, by the way, you can also add the seal of the parish!"
Knowing the reason, Loharin took advantage of the situation: "In this way, no one will be able to use this matter to trouble us in the future."
"Right, that is it."
Deacon Talma was very relieved that the students thought of alleviating their worries so quickly, "There is no need for unnecessary trouble, as long as there is less trouble."
"By the way, in this case..." Loharlin remembered another thing: "Since the parish will approve it anyway, there is no need for Brother John to call Ross/Moore suddenly 16 years old..."
"No, it's never a fault to be careful..." Deacon Talma said, "Let Ross/Moore remember, a little trouble can make the record more authentic... Let them handle it themselves, maybe later Is it useful?"
"Useful? What's the use of this?"
"Who knows?" Deacon Talma shrugged his shoulders: "The words of the parish must be useless... But, maybe, one day the church is going to appoint Ross/Moore as a priest? At that time, we have to check Previous records?"
"Ha... Priest!" Loharin laughed.
"Priest..."
Freeman, priest.
Thinking of the chasm-like gap between the two, Deacon Talma also smiled: "Okay, that's it, I'm going to find the real priest... By the way, how many honeycombs you tried to remove? Arrange a few reliable people, be careful, be careful, and guard well... "
"Okay, teacher!"
When mentioning such an important matter, Loharin nodded seriously: "I will pay attention to it."
"in addition… "
Speaking of this, Deacon Taerma has already walked to the door: "Tonight, I should have a long chat with the priest. You go to the stables and let them take care of the 'Long Legs'. Tomorrow morning, send two All replies are sent to the village of Akeli."
"Long legs?" Loharin was very surprised: "'Long legs' is a war horse? Is it used to deliver letters? In such a hurry?"
"It's not because of being in a hurry..." Deacon Talma turned his head, "When the harvest is harvested in autumn, Praia will have a miracle, so you have to come to the parish often. The parish is not like the village. An Yi...been away for a few years, Praia needs to practice his riding and mace... "
"Okay, I understand." Loharrin nodded.
"Well... and..." Deacon Talma raised his head: "By the way, let's take care of the 'long ears' too."
"Long ears?" Loharin asked. "Is that 'Long Ears'? It's still a pony!"
"Yes." Deacon Talma confirmed, "It's that one. Healing the cattle, plus the feat of transplanting nests, limited by birth, limited by age, limited by seniority... Hell, why is this guy so young? Anyway , the parish can't give Ross/Moore too much benefit at once, but, if it's a pony, I believe the priest will still be willing... After all, he will be the person who will preside over the church in the future, a dignified pastor, How can there be no superb riding skills and superb combat skills?"
"Yes." Loharin thought deeply, "Why don't I go to the warehouse in the parish and find two more hammers for brother John and Lore/Moore?"
"and many more… "
Deacon Talma recalled: "Let's find three. I remember that there was a student in Praia, who seems to be the second son of the Lycon family... Yes, it's called Andre... Let's find three maces, one big, Two little ones."
"Where are the horses?"
"Horse... horses..." Deacon Talma was a little distressed: "I can't decide on this right now, and I think the priest will be very embarrassed, so let's start with two for now... don't worry, wait for a while, these are all easy to talk about."
"Is it okay to say after a while?"
"Yeah... the buckwheat is double seeded!"
Putting his hand on the door, Deacon Talma said heavily: "It bears double seeds! As long as this matter is confirmed, it doesn't matter whether it's the priest or the other people in the parish, why would you be reluctant?"
"How long did it take for the parish, how many people died, to expand the land by half..."
Opening the door, and just before leaving, Deacon Talma said with some emotion: "As long as you try to move the honeycomb, it will have half the effect of Akeli Village. At that time, let alone Praia and Los/Mo The advantage of me... Even you, you should soon find out that there are so many people in the parish who like you... "
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About the same time.
Barony of Ackford.
Uckford Castle.
"grown ups… "
The hunchbacked, stooped, gray-haired steward walked slowly into Giltas/Rastabad/Ackford Baron's room: "This is sent from the village of Akeley."
"Well… "
There must be something worth paying attention to that the manager can send into the room on purpose. Although the manager only held a few buckwheat stalks in his hand, the baron still cheered up.
After a few seconds.
"Hey! What... what's going on here?"
Looking at the buckwheat stalks on the table with twice as many wheat seeds, twice as much wheat seeds, half as much wheat seeds, and 30% more wheat seeds, the baron cried out loudly.
"Here is a letter from Praia to you."
The hunchbacked steward also placed a parchment in front of the baron.
Two minutes later, the baron stood up suddenly: "My God!"
Ten minutes or so.
"what!"
After reading the entire contents of the letter, the baron frowned deeply, and looked at the steward: "Is this a letter from five days ago?"
The manager, who had been prepared for a long time, replied: "The messenger said that before coming to the castle, he sent letters to many people, Motril, Sachs, Chantil, Libs..."
The steward read out a long list of names.
"Motril, John's father...Sahus, John's uncle...Centil...Hey! It seems..." The baron quickly discovered the commonality of these names: "...are they all John's relatives and friends?"
"Yes." The manager confirmed.
"Ha...John is very thoughtful." The baron smiled at himself mockingly: "In his heart, am I such a harsh person?"
"Praya is not targeting you," replied the steward.
"Well, it should be like this..." The baron nodded slowly: "Anyway, no matter which family harvests more buckwheat, I will always have a share... Only..."
The baron looked again at the steward.
"The messenger also said..." The steward said without the baron asking, "His son, the first letter was sent to the parish church."
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