The sailboat from Changsong Fortress slowly docked at the pier in Border Town.
After the springboard was put down, the people on the boat, carrying all kinds of luggage, walked down the trestle one after another. Most of them set foot on this unfamiliar land for the first time, and their expressions seemed a little dazed, and the urging of the sailor behind them only aggravated their sense of unease.
Pushed by the crowd, a middle-aged woman slipped on her feet, lost her balance, and was about to fall off the trestle. Another woman took the lead, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and helped her stabilize her figure.
"Thank you... Thank you," the rescued held his chest with lingering fears and repeatedly thanked him.
The woman just smiled and waved her hand, indicating a trivial matter.
Filinsilt, who was waiting by the pier, recognized this vigorous young woman from the crowd at a glance - the future flower of the stronghold theater, Erin, his beloved wife. She still looked so beautiful and refined in a white dress with her long hair tied up on top of her head.
The first knight endured his excitement, and when she safely stepped onto the land from the dock, he quickly stepped forward and hugged her from the side, completely ignoring the eyes and comments of the people around him. The other party was startled, and after recognizing that it was Fei Lin, he also gently responded to his hug.
"I was really frightened when I heard the news of the great defeat of the Duke's army. I wanted to see you at Longsong Fortress, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance." She whispered in the knight's ear, "Fortunately, you are all right."
"I was locked in the dungeon of the lord's castle at the time, and the guards couldn't let you in," Ferrin let go of his wife, "Have you been doing well for more than half a month?"
"..." She was silent for a moment, "I left the theater."
Ferrin immediately understood the meaning of his wife's words. When he was the first knight in the Western Region, only the Duke dared to touch her. Now that he has become a prisoner of His Royal Highness, the group of guys who covet Irene no longer need to hide themselves. The maliciousness, one by one, is ready to wait for the opportunity to start. Going to work in the theater at this time is undoubtedly sending sheep into the tiger's mouth.
"It doesn't matter, I have a job here, and the salary is not low." He comforted, "Let's go home and talk later."
"Home?" Irene looked a little surprised, "Don't we have to live separately?"
Generally speaking, most of the prisoners who were not executed and did not accept redemption were used as coolies, and they lived in tents and barracks. The family members of the captives were also not treated much better. The women had a special camp and also had to sleep on the ground. When the man was working, they had to clean up the man’s house and boil water for cooking and laundry.
Thinking of this, Filin was a little moved. In the fortress farm, she had at least one spacious room with comfortable beds and soft quilts. But for her own sake, she still chose to come to Border Town alone. Even if she had to squeeze in a small house or tent with other women and accept forced labor every day, she did not back down.
"I'm a teacher now," he took Irene's luggage, took her hand, and walked towards the new area of civilization, "and teachers can get a free house."
To be honest, when he first heard His Highness announce the treatment of teachers, he did not expect too much—as a prisoner, it would be nice to have a room. Even if it is a leaky wooden house, you should be able to live in it if you repair it yourself. As a result, he was surprised that the housing allocated to teachers would be so... regular.
Walking into the community, the street suddenly became wider. The ground was covered with gray-white gravel, which was flattened by the rolling stones, and you would not feel stunned when you walked up. Filin didn't understand this practice at first, and felt that the masons were wasting manpower and time. He didn't understand the reason until after a heavy rain, the rainwater flowed into the ground through the cracks in the stones, and then drained into the deep drainage ditches on both sides. Compared with the muddy, water-filled alleys in Longsong Fortress, such streets are obviously much better.
Irene looked around and asked with some doubts: "The houses here seem to be newly built, are you going the wrong way?"
"No, dear, we're almost there."
Turning two corners along the street of the community, Filinsilt and Irene stopped in front of a two-story brick building, "This is it."
"Where?" She glanced left and right, before turning to the brand-new building in front of the knight, and covering her mouth in disbelief, "Could it be... this whole house is our home?"
"Of course not," he laughed. "This is the teacher's building. Our home is in the middle of the second floor. Come, let's go up."
Taking out the key to open the door, Filin took his wife's hand and walked into the new house. This house consists of a main hall, two bedrooms and two auxiliary rooms, and it is fully furnished. Although small, it is surprisingly comfortable. Whether it is the decoration of the main hall or the layout of the bedroom, it makes people feel refreshing. Now with Erin, this home is even more perfect.
"God, were you really taken as a prisoner?" Irene couldn't wait to run into the rooms to check carefully, excitedly like a child, "We will live here in the future?"
"Well, of course." Filin smiled and took out the rusks and cheese from the cabinet and put them on the table. "You haven't eaten yet on the boat, have you? Let's fill your stomach first. I have to go to work later."
"By the way, you are now a teacher," Irene ran back to her husband, "Which noble's children do you want to teach?"
"Not a noble, but a subject who teaches His Royal Highness."
"Leading the people?" She was stunned, "Teach what?"
Filin picked up a book on the table and handed it to his wife, "Teach them to read and write. This is the textbook that His Highness gave me..."
When he chose to become a teacher, he also worried that he would not be up to the job - after all, this position is usually filled by erudite white-haired old men. On the contrary, His Royal Highness said nonchalantly that it is enough to teach according to the textbook. When he saw this so-called textbook, he realized that teaching people to read and write can be refined to such an extent.
From the teaching method to the content of the course, it has everything. The first page also lists a dozen FAQs for novice teachers, such as How to be a good teacher? How to attract students' interest in learning? How to test the teaching effect? The answer is simple and simple, and it is quite a sense of enlightenment. Before he even started class, he was already deeply attracted by this book.
Eileen is obviously the same. Growing up in the theater, she has read more books and plays than Fei Lin. The knight once sighed that with his wife's appearance and intelligence, if she was born in a noble family, she would definitely become a person who would make the whole family feel. An outstanding woman who is well-known in the Western Regions.
After turning a few pages, Irene suddenly raised her head and asked, "You said before... teachers' salaries are not bad?"
"20 silver wolves a month, 5 more every year."
"There's no theatre here, is there?"
"No... Yes," Filin hesitated, he had already guessed what his wife was thinking.
Sure enough, the other party closed the book and smiled, "Then I will also become a teacher, my dear, just like you."
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