Grasp the farming script in the famous book

This is what Roland expected to happen.

When the space is opened to more audiences in the future, she expects that this scene will appear more and more—the audience with all kinds of weird code names will come directly to the manor to meet her.

The reason is simple, she can provide the best catering in the entire plane;

And, the best living and sanitary conditions that the civilian class can enjoy.

In addition, there is no need for "krypton gold" to come to her, her territory is bound to become the first choice for many viewers who want to experience it in the plane.

As it is now, with Hamlet and Prince Andrew standing in front of her, Roland feels as if he is conducting an interview.

But as an interviewer, she can't directly reject these two "new friends" - doing so will take care of the choices that will affect the audience outside the plane; but she can no longer treat them as her "relatives" like before, Settled directly in the manor.

She needs to deal with these two patiently, discover their talents, and then arrange them in the most suitable position.

So she got up, bowed to Hamlet first, and said softly: "Your Highness, I am just a small earldom here. I really didn't expect to welcome someone like you."

"Do you want me to write a letter to report to the King?"

The subtext is: My temple here is too small to accommodate a great god like you.

The old butler John just said that the visiting guest "has a problem with his mind", and he probably refers to this Hamlet.

Hamlet came to his senses very quickly, put his skull aside casually, scratched his head and said, "His Holiness... His Holiness won't even recognize him."

Although it is a "plane of famous novels", but when they really enter the plane, the audience will naturally find that it is actually a realistic and cold history.The king of France only needs to write a letter to the king of Denmark to know whether there is a prince named "Hamlet" there.

By then, he'd either be locked up in a madhouse or hanged, right?

Roland nodded seriously and said, "It makes sense."

Hamlet couldn't care less about "to be or not to be" now, he quickly asked: "What advice do you have?"

Roland thought for a while, and suddenly saw the luggage that Hamlet was carrying: "Did you bring a musical instrument with you when you entered the plane?"

Hamlet hurriedly opened his luggage bag, took out a guitar, stretched out his hand to pluck the strings, and said: "I am afraid that there are no six-string guitars in this era, but four-string guitars and vivilas are already very popular. Milady, I I can play the guitar, and I can play a little bit of the ukulele and the bivila. See what I can do here?"

Roland immediately clapped his hands and said, "There is a door here."

"My suggestion is that you change your identity to a 'troubadour'."

"In this way, I can place you in the earl's manor, and you can also show your talent in front of the people in the manor."

Once Hamlet is set as a troubadour, all his strange deeds before this can be explained by this.

Moreover, Roland really felt that her manor needed entertainment.

"A troubadour?"

Hamlet's eyes lit up.

"I'm a classical instrument lover, and I'm also a Shakespeare fan."

"So, I can play my guitar, tell Shakespeare stories, and sing Shakespeare poems I composed myself in your manor?"

Roland calculated: Shakespeare had just passed away in this era, so it stands to reason that they should all pay royalties to Shakespeare's relatives.

But this is just a famous plane, not a time travel.

So Roland nodded decisively: "I can't ask for it."

"In addition to performing in the manor, I also suggest that you often go to the town to communicate with your contemporaries, and you can also perform there. I may ask you for important things in the future."

"Please ask me something important?"

Hamlet was surprised, "To be honest, I can't think of anything you would ask me for."

"You'll know then."

Roland said with a smile.

She saw the eyes of Peter Pan in Hamlet's eyes again.

Being recognized and needed is indeed a panacea that can impress everyone.

Roland turned to Prince Andrew.

"Mileddy,"

Prince Andrei greeted her politely.

"I am a researcher who studies the history of Western Europe. My field of expertise is the change and reform of serfdom in European history."

Roland: ... No wonder he gave himself the codename "Prince Andrei"1.

"Of course, I'm not here for academic purposes. I just want to relax and experience the experience."

"However, I also want to confirm what I have learned and the situation in the plane, and see if I can experience the social reality at that time more deeply after being on the scene, and understand some details that I did not know before. .”

Roland blinked: The situation of Duke Andrew is even more difficult than that of Hamlet, who looked crazy and silly before.

People come to the dimension plane just to "observe".

Arrange an errand for him casually, I am afraid it will be difficult to meet his needs.

Don't make arrangements for him, and there is no way to keep him in a logical manner.

"I know very well that you also need support in the plane,"

Prince Andrew bowed deeply to Roland.

"It just so happens that I am very interested in the history of weapon development in Europe. Whether it is cold weapons or hot~ weapons, I have a little understanding. I am willing to help you in this field."

This Prince Andrei knew the world well and knew how to reciprocate.

If Roland can arrange for him to stay, his knowledge of weapons can be used by Roland.

Roland nodded: "Actually, you have such important knowledge. I think the other three contestants will be eager for someone like you. But you chose me...I am very honored."

If Duke Andre didn't want to know the real life of the low-level people in the plane, he would have an excellent future whether he joined the court, politics, or the military.

Now Roland felt extremely lucky.

But the question is, in what capacity will Prince Andrei stay?

It would be wrong to say that he was a Russian nobleman. Although it was not yet the era of the Franco-Russian War, if he suddenly appeared in the French countryside with such an identity, he might really be considered a spy.

Roland pondered: After all, this person came to observe from the plane...

"Have it!"

"In the future, when people ask about your identity, you just need to put on a haughty and secretive attitude, and don't answer anything, and that's fine!"

Roland casually took her cat out from under the desk and placed it on the table.

"I asked my cat... Panda to introduce the basic situation of the manor to everyone."

The two men stared at Luna with four eyes: This... this little guy is actually a panda?

Roland himself closed the door of the study and sneaked out to find the old butler John.

The housekeeper was worried about her: "Madam, what happened to those two weirdos?"

Roland turned his head pretending to be nervous, looked in the direction of the study, reached out and patted his chest, and said, "It's dangerous, it's really dangerous!"

The old butler was puzzled: "Madam, those two are..."

Roland lowered his voice: "That Dane is nothing more than a troubadour who walks around. But that tall guy in gray is... a spy sent by the king."

This lie was perfectly told—these days, the king of France and the cardinal would send their personal officers to the territories of the nobles to investigate the strength of the lords and decide whether to win them over.

When Old John heard this, he panicked and rubbed his hands together nervously.

"What to do, what to do? Do you want to find a way to notify the Earl to come back?"

"Has the count left you his mailing address?"

Old John: "No!"

Roland spread his hands: Then it's over?

"The way I see it, we're going to treat the spy well."

When Old John heard this, he immediately thought it was a good idea: "Ma'am, you are right, we must serve him properly and let him speak more kind words for our count in front of the king."

Roland also nodded: "That's right, only in this way will the Earl's reputation in front of the king not be easily affected. However, we must not show any strangeness, and we must not let him guess that we have seen through his identity .”

Old John slapped his thigh: "Madam, you are so smart!"

The old butler looked at Roland with some regrets, and he was probably thinking: With such a virtuous wife in his manor, why did the Earl want to leave?

"Housekeeper, please make arrangements to make sure that he lives comfortably in the manor and that all requirements can be met."

"Okay madam, I'll inform everyone right away. What's the name of the spy you mentioned...that guest?"

"Andre..."

Roland lowered his voice, "I caught a glimpse of his coat of arms, and I think he should be a duke. If you call him 'Prince Andre', maybe 'Master Andre' should be fine."

The butler thought for a while and said, "Let's call him 'Master Andre'. Don't let him know that we have discovered his identity."

Old John put a finger to his lips and made a "silence" motion.

Roland gave him a knowing nod and smile back.

Thus, Duke Andre, who was the most difficult and difficult to arrange, finally settled down in Roland's manor.

That night, Hamlet actually sat in the hall of the manor with his guitar on his back, and performed a strumming and singing to all the knights.

He sang the story of "Hamlet" and performed very deeply.The lines and scripts written by Shakespeare were adapted into libretto by him, and he sang them eloquently.

While the people in the manor were greatly moved, they all felt that the story might be true. The troubadour in front of him might be a prince who fled from Denmark, and he was telling his own story.

After the story was told, people shed tears of sympathy.

Hamlet played cheerful dance music in a blink of an eye, and the girls immediately invited the knights to dance folk dances in the hall.

So far, everyone thinks that although Hamlet is talkative, he is kind and easy to get along with.

Prince Andrei had a very different image on the estate and in the town.

Wherever he went, he folded his arms, or rested his chin on one hand, in a contemplative state.

He would carefully observe Heathcliff teaching the knights to perform martial arts and practice swords, and he would watch for most of the day.

He would even take out a quill and write and record on the brown paper scroll.

This scene made the old housekeeper palpitate the most. John believed that the "secret agent" was recording what he saw and heard, and reported it to the King of France.

The more Prince Andrew was like this, the more courteous the steward was to him.

Who knew that Prince Andrei didn't seem to appreciate the old butler's hospitality.He proposed to Roland that he wanted to move to the town for a while.