Be bold!
After listening to the patrol team's report, Liszt had this thought in his mind. This is simply touching the lord's head—even wanting to take advantage of the lord.
However, he did not listen to what the patrol said.
"Sean, go ask Hunter if he demolished his wooden house by himself."
"Yes, my lord!"
The subordinate knight Xiao En returned soon, and at the same time, Gao Ertai also came. The result was affirmative. Hunter heard that the materials for repairing the wooden house were paid by the castle, so he threatened to replace every piece of wood in his wooden house on the spot. Then, with extreme joy and sorrow, the wooden house collapsed.
"Mr. Gao Ertai, what do you think should be done?" Liszt didn't show any indignation on his face, but just asked lightly.
"Damn pariah, you should be beaten to death!" Galtai replied loudly, "My lord, Hunter, a freed pariah, is evil and greedy. He even dared to covet the sacred and inviolable things of the castle. He should be severely punished. I think he should be punished." He will be reduced to a serf and given another hundred lashes!"
There are many onlookers around the civilians.
Hearing Gao Ertai's voice, he couldn't help shrinking his neck. It's not terrible to be demoted to a serf. A hundred lashes can kill people alive. In particular, a few civilians also moved their hands and feet in their wooden houses, trying to take advantage of it. Hearing this, their legs almost started to tremble.
The greed in my heart subsided in an instant, and I fumbled and quietly moved towards home, preparing to stuff the tampered wood back...
To be honest, a hundred canings is a bit heavy.
Sin is not unto death.
However, Hunter's behavior made Liszt very unhappy - he worked hard to lead Huahua Town to a well-off life, but some people didn't know how to be grateful and wanted to take advantage.
This kind of ethos must not be fueled, it must be killed.
"For the sake of his broken arm, the caning will be remembered for the time being. After he recovers from his injury, he will be given two lashes, each with fifty lashes."
He glanced at the nervous civilians around him, and told Gortai: "Do a good job of propaganda, I don't want to find another person who does similar things."
"As you wish, my lord!"
A cruel smile appeared on Gao Ertai's face: "I will let these stupid civilians know whether a few logs are more important than their own life."
After such an incident, Liszt had no interest in continuing to inspect the wooden house repair battle.
Turn the horse's head and return to the castle.
…
The Solanum nigrum and Cordyceps in the Solanum nigrum field have gradually recovered, and the magic power has been able to flow stably in the Cordyceps. The dark spots and dead leaves gradually turn green again.
After watching nightshade, Liszt rode around the racecourse again.
Finally, I returned to the green apple tree to enjoy the shade.
Carrying a bunch of keys, Carter, who just came out of the locked cellar door, came over. His pace was very slow, with the calmness of an old man, his clothes were always meticulous, a little worn out, but very smooth ironed, without any threads or wrinkles.
"Sir, you don't seem to be in a good mood."
"It looks like my mood is written all over my face."
"Is there anything I can do for you?" Carter asked with a smile, very kind, which made people feel warm immediately.
Liszt motioned Thomas to bring a stool for Carter, and then said, "Mr. Carter, do you think I am a qualified lord?"
"I have never doubted this. You have the bravery of the Tulip family, and the compassion, justice, humility, and honor of the nobles. You have always been favored by the glory of the knight."
"Has there been any changes in Huahua Town in the past six months?"
"The change is very big. I remember that when I first came to Huahua Town, the expressions on the faces of the residents in the town were numb. Now they seem to have gained a new life. I saw many smiling faces, more than the smiling faces I saw in other places. Many. Everyone is grateful for your kindness, sir."
"Not all of them." Liszt picked up the ice juice and took a sip. The coolness spread from his throat to his stomach and then spread to his whole body. "Today I met a commoner who wanted the castle to repair his new house for free. He demolished himself The old wooden house, without the slightest consideration for the kindness I gave."
"You don't deserve to be angry with such common people. The humble common people are different from the noble nobles. They are always full of all kinds of vices."
"Okay, I accept your statement." Liszt put away the unhappiness in his heart, "In fact, Teacher Galtai's whip has calmed me down."
Maybe he didn't realize it himself.
He has come to think more and more from an aristocratic standpoint.
As a time traveler, Liszt still failed to defy the sky and change this great era. He blended into it bit by bit, betrayed the communist ideology, and fell on the position of the exploiting class.
It is not far from becoming a qualified native.
But for this, he has his own words to refute: "My ideal is to ride a dragon, not to change the world!"
…
The wooden house repair battle lasted for five full days.
I couldn't continue, because on this day, the north wind howled and the sky was covered by dark clouds. The alfalfa grass on the horse farm swayed in the wind, unable to straighten up for a moment.
The servants of the castle are busy installing wooden boards on the windows to keep out the wind and rain.
If he had the money, Lister could carve crystal out of glass and mount it in the windows, like the Tulip Fort. But he is not so extravagant, that box of crystals is reserved for making magic items in the future. Temporary castle windows, shaded by removable wooden panels.
In addition, each window has a curtain woven with grass stalks, which can be used to block sunlight and mosquitoes at ordinary times.
Not now, the strong wind outside will blow the curtains apart.
After the wooden boards were installed, the light that was not originally bright in the castle became even darker. Carter hurriedly asked the servants to light candles in the study, living room and other rooms, so that the room could regain light. Now Liszt's purse is quite sufficient, so he can light more candles, and only five or six are lit in the study.
"Mr. Carter, don't worry about wasting money. My room needs to be bright enough. Reading in dim light is very harmful to the eyes."
Liszt held a novel and flipped through it boredly.
He has opened and read all the 182 books in the castle more than twice. Basically, a book has tens of thousands of words more and only a few thousand words less.
He admired these authors who wrote knight novels. In a few thousand words, they had to write complete stories with twists and turns. And there have to be dragons, princesses, knights, kings, wars, banquets... otherwise no noble will buy their books.
If nobles don't buy books, these down-and-out little nobles who rely on writing all kinds of random stories will starve to death—no doubt, those who choose to write are basically down-and-out nobles.
Commoners can't write at all.
"Master, look at the current weather, there will be a heavy rainstorm today."
"It doesn't matter if there is a heavy rain next time. The ponds in Huahua Town are almost dry, and they urgently need to be replenished with rainwater."
"I hope that the crops will not be damaged, which will affect the tax revenue of this season." Carter lifted a board, looked at the gloomy sky outside, and said worriedly.
"Don't be nervous. Now the castle is not short of food, and the town is not short of food. The east coast is the canteen of Huahua Town." Liszt said lightly.
He leaned back in his chair, his gaze did not focus on the knight novel in front of him.
Instead, he was looking at a puff of smoke, which twisted and formed a snake script: "Complete the task, and reward the thorny mutant fast-growing variety Thorn."