"Your Excellency Los, in this case, you don't have to worry about any risks... Well, how about it?"
Seeing that Wu Qingchen did not speak for more than ten seconds, Pastor Paul urged him a little.
What else can I do
Wu Qingchen felt tired in his heart:
I ran out of excuses, and it turned out to be the best of both worlds, which was extremely troublesome.
Earth onlookers are equally tired:
"Is this endless?"
"It's cheap to be a good boy, isn't it?"
"Didn't you prepare a trump card when you left the village of Akeli? Give this bitch a taste!"
The key command center of the staff group is even more crooked:
"Physical annihilation is absolutely impossible! Leaving aside the difficulty of execution and the risks afterwards, even if everything goes well, Castle Ackerford will lose the priest immediately. Isn't this more convenient for the bastard behind Paul to operate?"
"It's not appropriate to ask the baron to intercede. First of all, the baron's attitude is very unclear. Secondly, regardless of the earth or the medieval world, once it is linked to power and position, feelings and trust become quantifiable data. Use less. , It’s a pity to waste it here!”
"Based on the information we have so far..." A certain calm voice spoke: "The plan for exchanging posts should be designed and inspired by Pastor Paul, the leader of the group, and there is a strong sense of goodwill in it. The design should be When planning, if the situation permits, we must take into account the factors of continuing to take the opportunity to strengthen good relations... Of course, it will be more difficult."
"Chief, do you want to formulate an emergency wake-up plan?" A certain voice reminded: "Mr. Wu Qingchen will arrive at Fishguard Parish after two to three days in the Middle Ages and two to three hours on Earth."
"Well, let's formulate it first..." The steady voice pondered for a while: "However, considering the political capabilities of Baron Ackford's bureaucracy and the group behind Pastor Paul, Deacon Talma's group must not be underestimated. There will be no hasty decisions ... there is plenty of time."
"But..." The voice that reminded him hesitated slightly.
"you say."
"The longer the time, the more time to discuss, but... the more possible changes will happen."
"Tsk..." The steady voice paused: "The baron, the priest, and the deacon are indeed not easy to use... However, Mr. Wu Qingchen is no longer a clerk ten days ago."
That's right, with ten days of training on Earth and two months of experience in the Middle Ages, Wu Qingchen is definitely no longer an ignorant bourgeois.
At least, if it was Wu Qingchen ten days ago, it would be absolutely impossible for him to be keenly aware of the best of everything contained in Paul's proposal in just ten minutes of conversation. — You know, this plan of exchanging posts was a plan that Mr. Paul called several students to brainstorm and discuss in the middle of the night.
In addition, how to deal with this "best of all five", although Wu Qingchen can't come up with a complete set of solutions at once, but if there is a slight delay or obstructs it, Wu Qingchen has already thought of many routines.
"Your Excellency Paul..." After clearing his mind, Wu Qingchen said, "These are indeed very good, but... You know, I can't make a decision on this kind of thing."
"Yes." Pastor Paul nodded.
"Of course, I remember what you said just now." Wu Qingchen said with a smile, "I will tell Deacon Talma when I deliver the letter."
"Okay, I'll thank you then." Pastor Paul continued to nod and waved his head: "Gigel, go and get the letter from my room."
About three minutes later, Giger, who was sweating profusely, ran back, and Wu Qingchen had an extra page of parchment in his hand.
Using the speed-reading method taught by the earth, Wu Qingchen quickly browsed the sheepskin scroll, and then ordered Antoine to take out a thin rope, carefully tied the sheepskin scroll, and carefully placed it on the safest bottom layer of the bag.
Looking at Wu Qingchen's soothing movements and careful arrangements, as if he saw the priesthood in Adovi Village beckoning, Pastor Paul couldn't help smiling.
— Pastor Paul could never have imagined that His Excellency Wu Qingchen, who had a smile on his face that was even more joyful than himself, was recalling what places would be more suitable on the way to Fishguard parish in the next few days in the description of the messenger. Let this parchment be accidentally left behind; or how to tamper with three or five words quietly, so that the suggestions and requests that originally seemed to be mutually beneficial can be turned into condescending handouts and orders.
"Okay." After binding the parchment and stuffing it into the bag, Pastor Paul and Wu Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
At this time, Wu Qingchen had already walked into the "mill" from the "street", and the thin wooden board in his hand, the third picture on it - the inside view of the mill - had already been completed in sevens and eighties.
It was also at this time that a guard walked into the mill, as if he hadn't seen Pastor Paul, the guard directly saluted Wu Qingchen: "Your Excellency Los, your entourage and the inferior people who are working today have all arrived. Done."
"Okay." Wu Qingchen smiled back, "I'll be right there."
The guard bowed again and left the mill. Wu Qingchen looked at the thin board in his hand and sighed softly.
This was a sigh that had been practiced hundreds of times, and Pastor Paul couldn't help feeling guilty. ——If he hadn't been talking about it all the time, Priest Ross would have drawn the mill long ago.
"Your Excellency Los." Pastor Paul said immediately, "Go and do your business. I will draw these paintings carefully for you."
"Why is this so embarrassing?" Wu Qingchen slightly declined.
"It should be..." Pastor Paul patted his chest, "I wasted your time."
"Hmm..." Wu Qingchen pondered for a while, then nodded slowly: "Okay... Actually, drawing these pictures is not just to open the eyes of my neighbors... After all, Teacher Praia has not been back for a long time. Fort Ackford, I usually miss it a lot.”
ah? Also involved in Praia? Involving an equally important member of the scheme
"That's it!" Pastor Paul's eyes became more eager: "Your Excellency Los, you are really a good student... just a few paintings, don't worry, I will definitely finish them for you!"
"Then thank you very much." Wu Qingchen said gratefully: "However, it's fine to draw according to this appearance so-so, don't be too troublesome."
"What kind of trouble is this?" Pastor Paul humbly watched as Wu Qingchen ordered Antoine to take out a few sketches that had been drawn on thin wooden boards from his luggage.
It's almost like this...
While thinking, Pastor Paul took the sketch.
This is the sketch drawn by Wu Qingchen. However, because he was concerned about the important matter of exchanging positions just now, although Pastor Paul felt that Wu Qingchen's painting was good, he didn't pay too much attention. When he looked carefully at this time, he immediately involuntarily gasped.
After receiving nearly ten years of theological education, although Pastor Paul's painting level can only be said to be average, he has cultivated a level of appreciation. When Wu Qingchen painted just now, Pastor Paul only allocated a small half of his energy, so he only felt Wu Qingchen's painting. The significance of the special brushwork in the morning in terms of saving time is now carefully paid attention to, and I immediately discovered the good performance of the sketch brushwork in terms of light and shadow, proportion, and realism.
So-so, just like this is enough...
Thinking about Wu Qingchen's request just now, and thinking about the situation in which he agreed, Pastor Paul couldn't help but feel a little bitter.
"Is your master Los well painted?" Giger was more sensitive, and asked as he walked over: "I remember, he seems to have followed Priest Praia for less than two months..."
Kevin is relatively silent, but he has a lot of thoughts:
"Ah! Deceitful?"
Could it be that the holy scripture stories Mr. Paul usually reads, those saints who can learn everything at once, are not all deceitful things like what the father said
"Master! How is this possible?"
"Huh?" The two students were very suspicious.
"Teacher, what's the matter?"
Due to the direction of civilization development (writing is not strong enough, painting will naturally take on part of the important task of inheritance), and the influence of the dominant church, in terms of painting, the medieval world is relatively close to realism, and pays attention to light and shadow, proportion, perspective and other intuitive Skill.
"No, maybe..." Pastor Paul smiled wryly, and beckoned Giger to come over, "I guess we'll all have to stay in the market for the next few days."
Giger is quick in thinking and straightforward: "Two months! It's only been two months. After praying every day, I only learn to draw, so I can't draw like this?"
Taking a closer look at the boards that Wu Qingchen handed over, although Pastor Paul felt bitter, he didn't feel that he couldn't reach the level of Wu Qingchen's sketches. —Of course, it is absolutely impossible to be easy.
At this time, Wu Qingchen had already left with the guards. After the secret conversation ended, Kevin, one of Pastor Paul's students, came over: "As for painting, you have been teaching for several years. Brother Jigel and I may be able to help."
A few seconds later, looking at the sketches that Pastor Paul spread out silently, the two students were also shocked.