Queen and Her Duke

Wen Lin's face was a bit ugly, and Hanvers said in time,

"These confessions were all spit out after the first round of interrogation. I can't bear to delve into it. Your Excellency will wait a few more days and interrogate me later..."

Anything involving His Majesty Vicia is very sensitive. Originally, Hanvers planned to send these confessions to the royal court tonight, but he did not expect Wen Lin to come so soon, so he gave the confessions to her first. .

"Your Excellency Hanvers, there is no need for another trial. Take them all to the guillotine next to the busiest dock square and execute them."

Wen Lin interrupted Hanfus in a cold voice. The thirty-odd confessions with surprisingly consistent tone had already allowed her to conclude that the same person was behind the scenes, and that person wanted to divert the trouble to the east.

Since so many spies could be planted in the Fontanes slum without fear, Wen Lin believed that nothing would come out of the interrogation.

It was just the purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes, but Wen Lin didn't have any definite thoughts.

It is possible to know the old things more than [-] years ago, but also wants to drive a wedge between himself and Vicia, what exactly is he trying to do?

Wen Lin has never been a person who just sits and waits to be killed. Executing all the spies in full view is her counterattack.

Brightly told the people in the dark that she had seen through his sinister intentions.

Throwing all the confessions into the brazier, Wen Lin looked at Hanvers and said quietly, "Your Excellency, there is no need to report these matters to Her Majesty Vicia."

"This..." Hanvers hesitated.

Seeing this, Wen Lin continued, "It won't be too late to report when something is found out."

The Fangtings slum area was originally under the jurisdiction of Wen Lin's parish, and it was not too much for her to make this request.

Hanvers thought for a moment, and said strangely, "It's just your Excellency, the prisoners have been executed, how can we investigate."

A sneer flashed across her eyes, and the dark yellow flames in the Tate Tower illuminated Wen Lin's side face, which had no meaning. She lowered her eyes slightly, covering the deep chill in her eyes,

"Your Excellency Hanvers, perhaps you should pay attention to the reaction of the nobles after the execution of the prisoner, and check whether they have any involvement with the Sutherland family who betrayed the country 22 years ago."

With a face full of horror, Hanvers seemed to realize something suddenly. He pursed his lips and wanted to continue asking, but Wen Lin turned and left without saying a word.

Walking out of Yate Tower, the sun was shining in large swaths, feeling the warmth falling on her body, Wen Lin narrowed her eyes, her expression relaxed a little.

The people in the dark are still only daring to use some low-level methods, which shows that he has some fears. As long as he is still afraid, the people will be found out, and the subsequent hidden dangers will naturally be solved.

Wen Lin sorted out her thoughts, but the sense of urgency in her heart grew stronger.

The royal power is not strong enough, and is still shackled by the nobles in many ways, but the reforms he wants to implement can only be gradually implemented.

This process is destined to be difficult and long, especially in the face of countless unknown variables.

And before all the remarkable results are achieved, Wen Lin's life experience and relationship with Visia may become weapons for the unscrupulous people to attack Visia.

It's a bad feeling to have to be at the mercy of others.

Wen Lin clenched the long knife at her waist. The raised decoration on the handle was a bit sharp, and her hand hurt slightly from the pain.

The tense expression did not completely ease down until seeing Latimer.

Hanvers' manor on the outskirts of the city occupies a large area, more than enough to accommodate two or three hundred people.

From a long distance away, Wen Lin saw the Royal Knights guarding the gate of the manor. At the same time, Latimer heard the sound of horseshoes, and ran out immediately, looking in the direction of the person coming.

After confirming that it was Wen Lin, her face was filled with uncontrollable excitement, "Teacher."

After all, he was still a child, so he couldn't hide the emotions on his face. Ever since Wen Lin took Latimer to Inn River Village, Latimer's intention to get close to her became more and more obvious.

With a slight smile, Wen Lin dismounted and walked to Latimer, stroking his head, "Your Highness Latimer, what have you learned from coming here earlier?"

Seeing Wen Lin's actions, Latimer looked excited, but because of the presence of the royal knights, he had to maintain a calm royal demeanor.

The child's body looked like an adult's. Wen Lin thought it was funny, and waited patiently for Latimer's answer with her lips curled up.

With a serious expression on his face, Latimer looked up at Wen Lin and said puzzledly, "They and the people in Yinhe Village are all poor people. The people in Yinhe Village will laugh when they see me, but the people here not only don't laugh, Still looks scared or hates me."

Latimer was precocious and very sensitive to the changes in people's emotions.

With a smile on her lips, Wen Lin asked him back, "Your Highness, have you ever wondered why they treat you so differently?"

Although Wen Lin's expression and tone were still gentle, Latimer would get nervous whenever she started to lecture. He grabbed the hem of his clothes uneasily and murmured, "Teacher, I don't know."

Wen Lin continued to ask, "Does Your Highness know the reason why the people in Yinhe Village show kindness to you?"

Looking at Wen Lin for a long time, Latimer replied in a childish voice, "Is it because of the teacher? I often hear people in Yinhe village praise you for your kindness and generosity."

Frowning slightly, Wen Lin squatted down, looked at Latimer at the same level, looked at him and said,

"Your Highness, the fundamental reason is not because of me. When you can feed the hungry, settle the homeless, uphold justice for the oppressed, and give justice to the slandered...they will all show kindness to you."

Shallowly, Wen Lin raised her lips and paused for a while before continuing, "Your Highness Latimer, these are all things a qualified heir needs to learn."

Latimer stood up straight, staring at Wen Lin with blue eyes very similar to Vicia's,

"Teacher, I don't understand now, but you will teach me, right?"

As long as Latimer could remember, she had never looked at him with such warm and expectant eyes like Wen Lin.

With eyes fixed on Latimer's face, Wen Lin nodded, "Your Highness, as long as you want to learn, as long as you stand firmly behind your aunt, I will teach you without reservation,"

Wen Lin's face was solemn and dignified like never before. Latimer understood the meaning of her words, and said a little discouraged,

"Teacher, my aunt doesn't like me, I'm afraid of her, but I never regard her as an enemy."

Slightly stunned, a smile flashed in Wen Lin's eyes, she thought for a moment before saying,

"Your Highness, His Majesty Vicia doesn't dislike you, she just doesn't know how to express it, maybe you can be more proactive and honest with her next time, just like you treat me."

His eyes lit up, and Latimer blinked solemnly, "Teacher, is it really okay? Just like you let your aunt drink chicken soup?"

"Your Highness, maybe you can give it a try," Wen Lin blushed, stood up, strode inside, and changed the subject as she walked,

"Your Highness Latimer, follow up, now it's my turn to choose a servant for you."

"Teacher, choose from these poor people?"

Hearing the disgust in Latimer's words, Wen Lin stopped suddenly, turned around to look at Latimer, and said sternly,

"Your Highness, they are poor people, but they are also the people of Golan. Your aunt once said that she was ashamed of the poor people in Golan. You should be the same."

After all, he was only six years old. Facing Wen Lin who suddenly showed a serious face, Latimer was obviously at a loss. He froze, and subconsciously said,

"Teacher, they don't like me, I want the friends in Yinhe Village to be my attendants."

There are many children who are as old as Latimer in Inn River Village, and Latimer has established a preliminary friendship with them during his stay in Inn River Village.

Regarding Latimer's affairs, Mr. Brown would record everything in detail first, and then submit it to Wen Lin.

Wen Lin had a sporadic impression of the children who were close to Latimer.

Realizing that she had misunderstood, Wen Lin calmed down, and then said softly,

"Your Highness, they are also your people, and it is wrong to avoid them. What I want to teach you next is how to make them show kindness to us, or how to make them be as friendly as the people in Yinhe Village."

Latimer was only six years old, some words were indeed difficult for him to understand, Wen Lin tried to explain to him more straightforwardly.

Knowing that Wen Lin was not angry, Latimer nodded quickly, trotted over, and carefully held Wen Lin's sleeve,

"Teacher, I will study hard,"

The round eyes looked very pure and innocent, and I don't know if Latimer really understands, Wen Lin sighed helplessly, and thought, "His Royal Highness Latimer is still young, so don't rush it, take your time first." .”

Latimer, who had no idea what Wen Lin was thinking, focused all his attention on Wen Lin acquiescing to hold her sleeve, and his excitement was beyond words.

The moment Wen Lin walked into the manor, everyone's eyes were on her.

They stared fixedly at Wen Lin, and Latimer who was holding Wen Lin's sleeve, their eyes were filled with fear and anticipation.

They would never dare to think about being sent to the manor, and when the person who sent them told them that they could sleep in a house in the manor, they felt extremely absurd and ridiculous.

A noble would actually vacate a manor for them to live in. Even though Wen Lin's behavior was completely different from other nobles, they still didn't want to believe it.

Panicked, suspicious, and uneasy, they speculated about the conspiracy behind it, so that no one dared to go in last night, and all slept on the corridor outside the manor.

With a calm expression, Wen Lin nodded slightly to the attendants behind her, and then someone took a stack of deeds and distributed them to everyone one by one.

In order to prevent anyone from being illiterate, a special attendant read out loudly the contents of the deed one by one.

The general meaning is that Wen Lin will hire them to be soap makers and will pay them [-] copper coins a day. At the same time, according to the system of more work, more rewards, certain rewards will be given to those who work hard.

Everyone looked at Wen Lin dumbfounded, and when they heard that children under the age of 15 would be arranged to go to school for free, they were instantly ebullient.

"My lord, is what you said true?"

The voice of inquiry was choked with eagerness, but also had a trace of unbelievable surprise.

Wen Lin didn't answer immediately, but looked down at Latimer, "Your Highness, tell them if it's true."

Following Wen Lin's gaze and staring straight ahead, Latimer grasped the sleeves in his hand, but there was no panic on his face, "All the deeds will be sent to the Star Chamber court for evidence, of course it is true ,"

He speaks clearly and imposingly, although his appearance is immature, he calmed down a group of people for a while.

Wen Lin showed a satisfied smile, and then added a few soothing words.

The crowd went from bewildered to overjoyed, feeling that the teacher did it so calmly and easily, Latimer tilted his head and looked at Wen Lin thoughtfully.

The author has something to say: to correct a mistake, Latimer should be Vicia's nephew, it was wrong to call Miss Wang in the last chapter, I will think about how to change it later~Thank you little angel for catching insects~

And obviously not abuse now!Humph, the comments make me think I've spilled countless knives~ I don't understand!

Latimer: Ahhh, I am a die-hard fan of the teacher, and no one can compete with me

Vicia: Oh, really?

Latimer: Hey, the teacher belongs to my aunt, I can't grab it