In the feast that Priest Lost deliberately hid, only venison and wine were packed into his elder brother's stomach, and the rest of the food was generously distributed to several other attendants by Grace:
"This is Runcorn, every time he hits a steep slope, he will rush to tie the rope."
"This is Abbeville and Dean. When passing through the dense forest, they will check back and forth several times, and cut off the branches in front of them."
"This is York and Harry, the serfs in the village of Akeli. When they met the thieves, like everyone else, the two of them did not flinch from the beginning to the end."
"This is"
In this way, while distributing the food neatly, Grace introduced the achievements of the entourage to the baron's sons.
When each attendant received the food, Grace would add a special sentence: "This is the food brought back by Ross, the food specially brought back for everyone from the master's dinner."
It is conceivable that the performance of the entourage received a huge surprise that was completely unexpected.
When the attendants showed elated, ecstatic, or grateful faces, Grace also grinned, with a face full of peace of mind and satisfaction.
Seeing Grace's expression, the baron's eldest son and second son looked at each other and judged almost at the same time:
What is fruit, cheese, and white bread
What are chicken, lamb, and baby quail
What about venison and wine that you have never seen before
For the elder brother in front of him, as long as his younger brother can be better cared for and protected, the feast that ordinary free people dream of is not a "price" at all.
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It was dark already.
By the time the baron's sons returned to the castle, the dinner was long over.
Above the restaurant, there is a three-story terrace of the main castle.
The attendants laid out the tables and chairs, and the baron, the steward, the captain of the guard, the agricultural officer, the forest officer, and the horse officer were discussing the itinerary for the next day with Wu Qingchen.
When Ehlers, Tines, and Bassen walked in, the conversation was coming to an end.
After listening to the story told by his sons, Baron Ackford turned his head, patted Wu Qingchen's shoulder lightly, and said with some emotion: "Master Ross, you are a good brother, and your elder brother is also very good, but you The two of you didn't eat any good food, but you suffered a loss because of your noble character. This is not acceptable! How about it, Hilbert, Hilbert, go, you go to the kitchen and ask them to prepare another serving."
"No, no need." Wu Qingchen quickly waved his hand: "Your Excellency, I am already very full. My brother also ate venison and wine. It is not a disadvantage at all. Thank you for your kindness, but please do not waste it." gone."
"Hmm" After carefully looking at Wu Qingchen's expression, Baron Ackford nodded slowly: "It seems that you really don't like food very much, tell me, Priest Ross, what do you like? Let me see, Ake Fort Fort can do something for our venerable priest."
"Uh..." Wu Qingchen looked left and right, up and down, hesitant to speak.
"Reverend Ross, are you looking at my castle?" Baron Ackford joked, "I can't give this to you."
"No, no, no!" Wu Qingchen hurriedly shook her head, and hurriedly explained: "Such a majestic, tall, and strong castle will of course only belong to your noble surname forever."
When Wu Qingchen said these two sentences, his tone was sincere, and his eyes were full of wonder and fascination.
The tone and words carefully arranged by the staff group are quite suggestive and leading, and Baron Ackford entered the routine almost instantly.
"This" Baron Ackford "guessed" and asked: "Priest Ross, you seem to want to take a closer look at my castle?"
"is it okay?"
This time, Wu Qingchen's joy was completely unpretentious. —The back-up routines are more troublesome than the last, and there is no need to implement them now. Wu Qingchen is of course very happy.
"sure."
It was just a visit to the castle, the most normal request. Baron Ackford nodded with a smile and waved to his eldest son: "That Ehlers, come here."
"Father." Ehlers took a step forward.
"You lead the way," Baron Ackford ordered, "Accompany Priest Ross to look around and take care of Priest Ross."
"Okay, father." Ehlers nodded and turned to Wu Qingchen: "Your Excellency Ross, please follow me."
"Thank you very much." Wu Qingchen smiled.
"My pleasure."
Ehlers turned and began to lead the way.
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After two hours.
Late at night.
His Excellency's room was still glowing with beeswax.
Ehlers knocked lightly on the door.
"Are you back?" Baron Ackford raised his head in front of the round table lit with three oil lamps, in the armchair covered with wolf fur, and between the thick sheepskin rolls.
"Yes, Father." Ehlers smiled and walked into the room.
"It seems that you like this priest very much." Baron Ackford sat up straight, and he pointed to the round stool in front of him: "Tell me."
Became a priest, and secured the presiding position of the village church in Akeli in advance. It can be foreseen that for a long time, Ross/Moll will be one of the most powerful people in Akford.
Of course, Baron Ackford had to find out the details of such a character, and as the pillar of the family in the future, the eldest son also needed to form a three-dimensional impression of the important people in the territory. — This is always a very important part of a lord's education.
"Okay, father." Ehlers bowed slightly to thank, and sat down on the round stool.
"Your Excellency Ross is very educated and tolerant. I should say very tolerant. When Lohar was cleaning the corridor, half a bucket of water was poured on His Excellency the Priest. He even helped to intercede and stopped the guards from reprimanding him."
"Well, not bad." Baron Ackford showed some appreciation on his face.
Discussing the content of "speaking civility and politeness" seriously, and even putting it first, does not mean that the lords of the medieval world really care about shit face and shit demeanor, but because, in this extremely acute contradiction The world of life, the boundary between life and death, often wanders between "a can of wheat", "two hens", and "a few slaps".
Of course, in the medieval world where supplies are so scarce, strong deterrence and extreme role models are always very important means, but the balance is already so fragile, where it is completely unnecessary to show cruelty as vicious, and cruelty as a sloppy guy , the more grassroots you are, the less you can live for a few years. — A guy who is doomed to a short life, of course there is no need to discuss it.
"Your Excellency Ross is still very modest." Ehlers continued: "Anything that is convenient for you to do, you will hardly let others do it for you. You will go to see what you want to see. When you visit the castle at night, Lord Ross always holds a Torches."
"Hmm." Baron Ackford continued to nod.
Like "being polite," the focus of "modesty" is not style.
Rather, as a superior person, it doesn’t matter if you are lazy at ordinary times, and it doesn’t matter if you indulge once in a while, but you must not listen to one side or trust others, and entrust all the important things to your subordinates. If you can't do it, you must at least grasp the overall information. ——"Modest", insisting on doing it yourself, insisting on understanding it personally, even if it is just a gesture, can greatly reduce the fluke mentality of being deceived and deceived by inferior people.
"Your Excellency Ross is still very measured."
When Baron Ackford nodded slightly, Ehlers continued: "When visiting the castle, Ross/Moore never asked about the locked doors, the bypassed stairs, and the half-stop corridors. One reason."
"Then you can save a lot of worry." Baron Ackford laughed: "This point should be your cousin, Priest Praia reminded me."
"Reminder or not," Ehlers said, "in short, Ross/Moore doesn't like to cause trouble for others."
"good"
Baron Ackford also liked it quite a bit. Just when His Excellency was about to make a comment, there was another sound of "duk tuk tuk" coming from the direction of the door.
The baron and his son looked at the same time, and the steward stood at the door.
"Come in, Edmund." Baron Ackford waved, "How's it going?"
"Not so good." The manager walked into the room: "Frank failed, Djibouti failed, and Shirley also failed."
"Huh? What's going on?" Baron Ackford leaned forward: "I don't want silver coins, I don't want relationships, and I don't like pretty girls. I don't want anything?"
"That's right, as you said." The manager spread his hands.
The two were discussing things that had been discussed before the dinner.
The investigation and evaluation of Los/Moore cannot be limited to Ehlers's company, of course. His Excellency the Priest can't wait to come, how can Fort Ackford not treat him well
Before the dinner, the two ordered their confidantes to arrange attendants and servants to test Ross/Moore through the three directions of bribery, win-over, and women respectively. What is the state respectively.
The "entertainment" here is completely literal.
The targets of the "money, power, and sex" transactions are only the technologies that Los/Moore has prepared to hand over to Fort Ackford: technologies for treating cattle, moving beehives, and intervening in grouping. — Not a complete set of techniques, just one or two of them.
The low-level attendants and servants who were arranged to test have also been promised in advance that they will definitely hand over or still leave these three related technologies to their brothers, relatives, husbands, etc. in the future.
That is to say, no matter which benefits Los/Moore accepts, the only effect will be to have a fuller image in the minds of the baron, father and son, and the manager, and there will be no other adverse consequences.
"Young people have a great future, and it's not impossible to think about it for the time being."
Baron Ackford pondered: "It's strange that Shirley also failed, didn't Carter have time to go?"
"We went according to our agreement. As soon as Shirley started crying, Carter passed by." The manager said the name of the captain of the guard—the kind person who helped Wu Qingchen grab the wine glass at the dinner—"Carter helped Shirley plead , tell Ross/Moore everything: What Shirley's brother sent a calf and two cans of wheat, and finally got the job of moving the nest? If something goes wrong during the honeycomb, if you don’t think of a solution, you will be in bad luck.”
"The limp woman threw herself on her body, and her new friend persuaded her. The unfortunate experience is indeed sympathetic. A casual sentence can change the life of a family."
Imagine the scene at that time, imagine the perfect combination of "woman", "connection", "compassion", "power", and "sense of accomplishment".
"Yes." The manager spread his hands again: "Loss/Lord Moore said that Shirley's brother is indeed very pitiful. If he really can't make it, he can help the baron, or take Shirley's brother to Akeli village but”
The manager paused, imitating the tone of Priest Ross, and continued: "That's right, I know the tricks of mobile cellular, and I know how to let others learn. But, this is the castle of His Excellency the Baron, I won't, and I shouldn't." In lieu of His Excellency the Baron decides: who should learn them."
"This"
After hearing this answer, the baron and his son were silent.
"Educated, very humble, know how to measure, refuse bribes, always respect your authority"
After a long time, the eldest son of the baron suddenly raised his head: "Father, without tonight's observation and temptation, how did you know this before you met His Excellency Ross and appointed His Excellency Ross as a cowherd?"