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To be honest, getting along with Edward is actually a very comfortable thing, although it is not the same as being with Jess - when getting along with Jess, it is more like getting along with modern friends - but with Edward, Tang Feiliu has become more and more at ease.

Because Tang Feiliu felt that Edward respected and affirmed him. In such an era when knowledge was almost barbaric, a native like Edward would accept and affirm Tang Feiliu's whimsical ideas that challenged imagination and belief. It can be said to be an epoch-making miracle.

If it weren't for Duke Edward's support, no matter how many ideas Tang Feiliu had, they would be just empty talk. He might even die silently in a strange era when a small plague broke out.

Although Tang Feiliu misses his home and modern life, but after more than a year, he has gradually begun to have a sense of belonging to this era. If there is a chance, he certainly wants to go back, but since he is already here, since he estimates He has already died in modern times, so of course he must live well in this hard-won second life, and not waste it, not just for himself, since he has come, he also wants to pass on the fire of civilization and abundance to acceptance The people of his strange time and space.

If it is the same as the earth, in this era, the population of ancient Asia has already begun to prosper, and the population of villages and towns that appeared is more than five times that of the Lot Empire. Especially, urban settlements with more than a thousand people are very common, and the empire that takes York as an example , are sparse villages. If each lord's territory has one or two towns with more than 5000 people, he is a big lord, and they are even owned by people with a title of earl or above. Edward has York, Milch Hill, and Brulo Each of these three cities has a population of nearly [-] people, which shows Edward's wealth and power.

But this is still not enough. Edward's wealth is based on the rights of the great lord. This does not mean that the freemen, businessmen, and rich peasant workers under his banner live better. It is possible that under Edward's fairly generous treatment, they They are better than people of the same class in other territories, but fundamentally, their living standards have not improved, and the bottom people have not even fully achieved basic food and clothing.

Tang Feiliu may not be able to become a very powerful universal figure, but what he wants to do is to do what he can, not to mention meeting the living standards of contemporary Asian ancients, it is also a good thing for one more person to survive.

So he explained to Edward very seriously: "Although many people say that those things are unclean, they are actually very useful. Using them well can make more wheat grow... You know that a lot of wheat is just an empty shell. Because the land is not fertile enough, pollination is not enough... There are also peas, every crop needs irrigation to produce more fruit, just like knights need to exercise to be stronger..."

To be honest, Tang Feiliu is not a very eloquent and persuasive person. He is a person who likes to read. Although he has a fixed circle of friends, he is indeed a very popular personality, but he is not an active personality. He was very anxious to explain, because in this era, people believe that the things that grow in the ground are filthy, so pigs with legs, sheep and other meat are cheaper, but meat with wings such as swans, chickens and ducks, etc. Being able to fly and being close to the sky is regarded as a noble food. Under such a climate, it is said that manure should be used to fertilize and irrigate crops. In fact, if it were a different person, he might have been driven out of the territory.

But the more Tang Feiliu knew, the more he wanted to speak clearly, but the more he couldn't find a systematic and meticulous logic. He spoke in a random manner, and the more he talked, the more guilty he felt. Then when he was anxious, Edward He stopped suddenly, patted him on the back, and said softly, "Little Lance, can you still catch your breath?"

"Ah?" Tang Feiliu was stunned.

He saw Edward looking at him, and Edward said for a while, "Calm down? Don't be afraid... I won't despise what you said is unclean, because I myself am the most evil thing in the world."

Tang Feiliu stared blankly at Edward. He looked at the tall and majestic man in front of him. He was wearing a black three-piece suit. From the perspective of modern people, he was like a walking hormone-making machine. He had black hair, black eyes and sharp edges. The sharp outline makes him not only have the sculptural beauty unique to Westerners, but also have a kind of mystery belonging to Asians.

But he was born in this era. Before he stated this sentence so calmly, Tang Feiliu always thought that this person was an elite like a textbook—powerful and full of control.

But at this moment, Tang Feiliu realized one thing, Edward may be powerful, full of overwhelming control and majesty, but at the same time, he is also fragile, he grew up in a tower, maybe he is not He didn't care about the past as much as he appeared.

Tang Feiliu stepped forward clumsily, and gently hugged Edward like Jess who remembered his friend. He patted Edward on the back lightly, and said, "That's not the case, Lord Duke, you are a very smart person, and you are smarter than all of them." People are wise and strong."

"Really?" Edward embraced the innocent blond child with his backhand. The waist in his hand was as smooth as grease, and when he held it with one hand, it seemed that he could break it lightly—exactly as he imagined when he first saw him.

And Tang Feiliu's heart was so soft that it was about to drip water. He patted Edward on the back lightly, just like what Young Master Lance remembered, and his family comforted each other. He continued to work hard to comfort the injured Duke. He was serious and firm. Said: "Of course, time will prove that York will become the richest place in this era! Really, at least compared to other territories!"

After all, in a place with extensive management, as long as it is raised to the level of ancient China, people in this era will already look like a golden country, right?

After Tang Feiliu firmly comforted Edward, his heroic mood faded, and he realized that he seemed to be too close to the Duke. Pushing his chest, Edward let go of Tang Feiliu's waist obediently at the right time. His face softened a lot, and he said softly, "Thank you, little Lance, this is the first time I've heard someone say that to me."

"That's because it was the way it was." Tang Feiliu's momentary weirdness faded away, he raised his head and smiled at Edward, confidently cheering up the suddenly depressed Lord Duke: "My Lord Duke, I will work hard, although winter is coming, But we can get this all done before the social season comes!"

"I'm looking forward to that day very much." Edward said softly, he took Tang Feiliu's hand naturally and said, "Mountain roads are more difficult to walk, I'll take you to find the site."

"Oh, good." Tang Feiliu didn't think there was anything wrong. The cold wind had risen at this moment, the sewer system of the main building was almost completed, and the workers were already finishing the work——Recently, due to the black swan castle With the transformation, the nearby workers can live a prosperous new year——and Tang Feiliu's body has already put on several layers of clothes at this time, and he walks a bit clumsily. This is not the age of concrete roads. It was very troublesome to clean it upside down. Tang Feiliu held Edward's big dry hands and felt that the calluses on his hands were so hard that it hurt to cut them.

But Tang Feiliu was not in the mood to care about these things. He was very happy to be led by Edward all the way out of the scope of the castle. It is really indecent to make a composting place on such a grassland as you said.

Tang Feiliu himself didn't intend to smell manure every day when he went out, especially if the wind direction was wrong, wouldn't the whole castle smell of fermented manure? This was not what Tang Feiliu wanted.

But it can’t be too far away from the castle—the current Swan Castle is different from the castles seen in later generations. Although there are lawns and gardens at the entrance, which are very beautifully manicured, this place is actually located on the top of a mountain, and its main purpose is for military defense. There is actually a huge city wall outside the lawn and garden. It is said that it was slowly built by the Duke of York and maintained by Edward. , the most important thing is that there are bunkers on the walls that can march and attack incoming enemies.

Although this thing sounds like a huge cost, it seems a little incomprehensible, but it is the same as the Great Wall back then. Although the cost is too high, in a certain era, it is indeed a good facility to prevent the enemy from attacking.

But in the time of the old duke, he had already moved to the mansion in York City in his later years. Now more nobles choose to live in comfortable manors instead of castles. As the castle is mainly a military building, it is not particularly comfortable to be honest. residence - for the nobility.

But Edward still chose to live in the castle where he was imprisoned, and he didn't know what kind of psychology it was.

But in Tang Feiliu's opinion, this place is much better than York, which has a population of over [-]. Thousands of people in the main city are shitting everywhere, and they can step on gold as soon as they go out. The population of this castle is still relatively small, so be careful It will be much better.

In the end, they walked and stopped together for a long time, and finally found a remote place on the downhill of the castle behind the small apple grove. This place can avoid the smell caused by the change of wind direction. The surrounding vegetation is lush and suitable for composting. Tang Feiliu finally felt that part of the most important matter had been resolved, but this place was too far away, and it would be too wasteful to spread the pipeline so far.

He thought for a while, and discussed with Edward: "My lord, you can set up a closed small pool at the lee of the castle, at the end of the pipeline, so that people can bring it here in time, so that you will never feel any discomfort... "

Before Tang Feiliu finished speaking, Edward said, "I said, I will give you the greatest authority."

Tang Feiliu nodded and solemnly assured: "Your Excellency, don't worry, I will definitely not disappoint your trust."

Edward rubbed his hair, watching the child's blond hair glow in the sun with fine golden awns, splashing in his fingers, and said softly: "Okay, my little Lance, work hard."

It was night, and Edward saw a case file placed on his desk in his study.

Edward opened it, and it was the "blasphemer" who was going to be executed by the people of the temple this year under his jurisdiction.

On the cock/rape category, the names of five people are listed below.

Edward was silent for a moment, and rang the service bell.

It was old Dave who entered, not Evans the valet.

"Dave, what is this?" Edward nodded to the case file in his hand, and said softly, "Those bastards are in my territory, and they want to kill me over there?"

"Your Excellency," Old Dave said softly, looking at him tenderly, "this is done every year. The temple has immunity in every territory... You know, every king needs the temple For sure, you can become a king..."

Of course Edward knew that the Holy Temple has its own territory. Although it is small, it exists beyond all countries. Its believers are all over the world, and almost every country is his believer. The chicken/ Rape is unclean and immoral, and it happens every year that the preachers of the temple want to kill those who are reported.

Taking a deep breath in silence, Edward looked at Dave for a long time, his expression gradually softened from cold resistance, he slowly covered his face with his hands, and said in a muffled voice: "...I don't know, Dave, I don't know either What exactly is going on……"

"You're just lost, my lord..." Old Dave came over, gently stroking Edward's hair, and he said softly, "I saw you in the corner of the castle with little Lance...you are not a weak person who needs to be hugged and comforted At least not now. But, it doesn't matter, little Lance is indeed a lovely child, very lovable, you don't want him to be the target of others' harm..."

"You're right." Edward raised his head and looked at old Dave. He knew that old Dave must have had a strong certainty in his heart, and he was sure that his affection for little Lance was indeed unusual, so he took this matter Tell him about the matter, Edward said softly, "I shouldn't be like this, even if I don't believe in a damn god, even if I'm the son of a devil, but I can't blaspheme a child...I'm too despicable..."

"No, my lord, the winter social season will come soon, you are just lost for a while, you will have a wife, and lovely children, your future path is smooth...My lord, you don't have to believe in God, you can You are not the child of the devil, you are Mrs. Johanna's child, the baby she desperately wanted to give birth to... She was most worried about you when she was alive, she kept saying when she was dying, she loves you, she made me swear to take good care of you ...don't forget your Godmother Suna, your aunt Queen Josephine... If you are really the child of the devil, how can you be bathed in the love of so many people?"

Edward slowly let go of his hand, he raised his head, looked at old Dave, and said softly, "You're right."

He quickly calmed down again, as if the confusion and fear just now were just illusions, he said softly: "Dave, you go out, I want to take a rest."

Old Dave bowed slightly and backed out.

Edward closed his eyes, and thought of Lance, who looked like the picture of the Son sleeping at first glance, his blond hair was spread on the white silk sheets, it looked like the sun was falling in the white clouds, he was sleeping sweetly, When he opened his eyes, it seemed that the aura of lakes all over the world gathered in those talking eyes.

Edward had lived for so many years, the first time he saw this little guy, he couldn't help frowning and looked at him sternly.

He wanted to get rid of this little guy quickly.

Perhaps at that time, his intuition reminded him that this little guy who looked like a cream pastry, weak and vulnerable, might be a big trouble to him.

He should trust his intuition, after all, it was his intuition that helped him avoid crises many times.

But today, everything that little Lance said makes Edward yearn. As a lord, he will not give up important people who can bring him a new situation. He can no longer drive away this little guy.

And he was also reluctant to drive him away - if he left the shelter of the castle, such a frail child might be swallowed by disease and accidents when he went out.

Edward didn't know what was wrong with him. Not only had his eyes never been attracted to women, let alone people of the same sex, how could he feel like possessed by an evil spirit after meeting this little guy who called himself a doctor?

He couldn't find his thoughts, so he could only convince himself in the end, maybe as Dave said, all of this was an accident, a momentary confusion.He's been lost for months, and maybe after the winter balls start he should seriously look for a lady who can bring him back to normal.

He glanced at the file again, and it was written that one of the adulterous gentlemen accused his partner of turning into a demon to seduce him, so he was pardoned by the temple.

Edward picked up a quill pen to reply, mocking the temple—he has never shown any kindness to the temple after taking over, and he is probably the worst being to the temple among all the lords, so this ridicule seems very reasonable—— And asked how much they charged this gentleman to pardon this 'blasphemer' so unconscionably.

After all this was done, the sullenness in Edward's chest finally came out a little.

He walked out the door and went downstairs, stepping on the moonlight all the way, walking out like a ghost.Edward walked a long way. He originally wanted to go to a garden that he and Lance passed by during the day. The autumn wind was bleak there, but there were still chrysanthemums blooming. Maybe there is something beautiful under the moonlight, suitable for melancholy and confused people. .

As a result, when I got close to it, I heard Lance screaming, as if he was being teased by someone, accompanied by a strong fragrance... with the rich sweetness of honey, it made people think of Lance in an instant. Si's feeling - in the Duke's eyes, this guy is like a piece of sweet snack that exudes sweetness all the time, but he is never aware of it.

When he got closer, he heard Lance's angry footsteps: "Hey, Jess, you are not allowed to steal my milk tea anymore. It is my private collection. You agreed to only take one sip!"

Edward walked out slowly, and saw Jess take a big gulp of something, and then the cup was snatched back by Lance, who was wearing a nightgown. The cup, trying to drink the rest from the other side, was stopped by a hand that stretched out suddenly.

"Jess, I said this is mine..." Tang Feiliu was filled with righteous indignation, and was about to scold the gluttonous Jess, but when he looked up, he saw the Duke. Tang Feiliu glanced at it, only to see Jess's face was calm Chicken-like expression, and quietly gave him a self-seeking look.

"My lord..." Tang Feiliu was caught stealing the small stove again, and he said weakly, "That...honey and tea...are mine...it's in the luggage that Grandpa Dave sent back to me recently ..."

Edward looked at him, and then at Jess. Tang Feiliu always felt that Edward was a little dangerous. If there was a tail, Tang Feiliu was sure that he was definitely holding it tightly.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that Edward was angry, and he seemed a little aggrieved.

But Tang Feiliu was really innocent this time, he just couldn't fall asleep thinking about his big plan, he just went downstairs and met Jess who was on duty today... He didn't steal food on purpose!

Edward sighed after a while, took the cup from Tang Feiliu's hand, and said, "Go and make another cup, this cup is already cold."

After finishing speaking, Tang Feiliu watched helplessly as Edward took away the remaining milk tea including the cup.

Tang Feiliu and Jess looked at each other, and finally decided that because the Duke seemed to be in a bad mood today, one hurried back upstairs to sleep, and the other hurried to continue patrolling.

The night was dark, everything calmed down, the moon hid, tonight... the darkness finally completely drowned the earth.

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The tea was very sweet, and Edward felt bitter.