In the spring season in the south, the warm wind blows people into a state of drowsiness.
But Sean had been working continuously for a day and a night, and with the help of wine, cigars, and tea, he was in a state of excitement.
Butler Cleveland has visited many times. He sincerely admires the Viscount's selfless work spirit, but is also very worried about the Viscount's health.
He seemed to have seen signs of the family's prosperity. If possible, he hoped that he could live to be a hundred years old and see the Viscount family prosper.
"Sir, you should rest." Cleveland finally opened the door and walked into the study.
Sean suddenly woke up, looked at the rising sun outside the window, and felt tired.
"Okay, let's do it tomorrow." Sean stretched.
The Viscount of Brandon became the hands-off boss and handed over all matters related to the establishment of the Civil Defense Corps to Sean. Sean had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it.
He had countless experiences in work planning, analysis, evaluation, and budgeting in his previous life, and he also had some military experience in this life. Even so, he found it difficult. He always felt that he needed to pay attention to this point and strengthen that point.
In fact, this is just because he pursues perfection too much. He always feels that the important affairs of the country, including sacrifice and military service, cannot be careless.
Even if you don't compare it with your previous life, you will subconsciously compare it with the most elite troops in the current empire, such as the Guards of the Holy City.
Because in the eyes of many people, a group that is fully equipped, well-staffed and has undergone certain training is a good civil defense group.
No one even thought about comparing this militia with the regular army.
The suggestive words of the priest at Sawyer Church made Sean feel a sense of responsibility. What the two of them have in common is that they both belong to the privileged class and are particularly sensitive to insecurities.
The difference is that Sean has seen blood warriors who are like human tanks, mysterious bloodthirsty people, and fish monsters that are difficult to deal with on the ocean.
Now, there are werewolves again.
The religious explanation is hard to convince, but the explanation in the dream makes some sense. These strangers just failed in the competition, and now they seem to be making a comeback. Sean doesn't want to really reach a critical moment and have nothing to rely on.
After eating a hearty breakfast, Sean felt better and his sleepiness miraculously disappeared. So Sean walked out of the rose garden and walked casually on the beach.
Nelson and three other strong men formed a loose protective circle. They all had two pistols hidden under their cloaks.
Since meeting the waitress last time, Sean has stepped up his security, even in his hometown.
But to be honest, in the era of flintlock guns, pistols could not guarantee sufficient reaction time, and misfire was inevitable. The last time his pistol misfired, he almost killed himself.
So they are all good at wielding knives, and one of them, Arthur Young, is particularly good at it.
Arthur Young could stand 20 meters away with his eyes covered and cut off the wick of a candle with a flying knife without the candle falling, almost without fail.
Sean once asked Arthur how he mastered such a stunt. He said that he grew up in an acrobatic troupe. When he was a child, the leader would not let him eat if he could not practice his skills well. He was afraid of hunger.
Everyone has an unforgettable childhood, happy or miserable, or both, just like the children on the beach.
There is a very high-quality beach here, and you can feel the softness under your feet when you step on it with bare feet. These children adopted by Sean are happily looking for shells on it.
If you are lucky enough to pick up neatly colored ones, you can make them into beautiful bracelets or necklaces. You can also use these gadgets to exchange for some snacks with the traveling merchants, which will make them happy for several days.
Sean once received a variety of beautiful gifts from children.
The older children stood arm in arm in the deeper water, protecting the younger children like adults to prevent them from being accidentally swept away by the waves.
Sean looked amused and was happy with the responsibility and friendship of the children he had adopted.
Of course he hopes they can grow up happily, but he also doesn't want them to forget the past and that miserable time.
As for Rose, with her bare white feet, she sat on a smooth rock on the shore, letting the waves caress her. She was reading with such gusto that she didn't even notice when Sean walked past her.
That "La Traviata" had already earned her a lot of tears.
The children chased and laughed, just like the blue sea, pure and flawless.
How wonderful life is, if you never grow up. But for these children on the beach, a wonderful life is even more precious.
Sean stood on a rock and looked at the sea.
Under the sapphire-like clear sky, the blue waves rippled and hit the rocks, breaking into countless pieces of silver and jade.
Several albatross soared over the sea. Their huge wingspan made them masters of flying. Sometimes they soared into the sky, sometimes they swept toward the sea, freely and freely.
Looking at the scenery in front of him and the vastness of the sea, most of Sean's irritability disappeared.
"They are beautiful, aren't they? And they are very elegant." Rose observed Sean for a while and saw Sean looking into the distance with an extremely focused expression.
When Sean heard this, he turned around and said with a smile:
"Of course! Maybe it's because they are free and unrestrained."
"I heard from the townspeople that every albatross is the soul of a sailor who died at sea. And after the albatross learns to fly, they will leave their hometown and wander around until they find a mate, then they will come back.
" Rose said.
"Rose, are you homesick? West Asia?"
Sean has also heard similar legends told by others.
"Yes, it's Xidian Province. I've never seen the sea before." Rose said.
"Rose, to be honest, if you want to go back to your hometown to visit, you can always. Of course, we can't live without you here," Sean said.
"No, it will only make me sad. It will remind me of my biological mother. She is just like La Traviata in your novel." Rose looked at Sean with a slightly sad expression, "And she
She's a prostitute, and I don't even know who her biological father is."
Sean was surprised. He didn't know much about Rose's past. It turned out that the businessman couple who unfortunately died in the recent earthquake were probably her adoptive parents.
"On the mountain in my hometown, there is a kind of flower. We call it jasmine. It is different from the jasmine here. I don't know its scientific name. It is a flower unique to West Asia. It grows proud of the snow.
When in full bloom, it is whiter than snow." Rose suddenly said, "My mother told me before she died that I must be a flower that welcomes the snow, not a delicate rose in the greenhouse."
"Your mother's words are very philosophical." Sean commented.
Rose showed a smile: "She doesn't even know how to read, but she often likes to show off with a book."
Seeing that Rose was in a better mood, Sean joked:
"I also have a lot of books in my study. In fact, it's just a pretense. Sometimes I deliberately ask the housekeeper to lead guests into the study, so that the guests think I am well-read and knowledgeable, so they often feel ashamed in front of me."
"But your study is quite messy." Rose smiled sweetly.
On the other side, the children had had enough fun. Rose slightly lifted the sides of her skirt and curtsied:
"Sorry, sir, I have to take the children away. It's time for them to take literacy classes."
"Go and do your work."
Sean nodded, his eyes following Rose's leaving figure. Nelson coughed inappropriately:
"My lord, I think she is seducing you!"
"Is it so obvious?" Sean was stunned, "And am I so easily seduced?"
"Both!" Nielsen smiled, without any awareness of his subordinates. "Rose has an excellent reputation among the townspeople. She is beautiful, kind, caring, and very literary. This is not one of those
A country girl with a big ass is comparable to her. If you are willing, you can let her be your personal maid, responsible for your daily life, or even your lover."
Nelson's subtext is that it is impossible to marry her because Sean is a nobleman and needs a woman of considerable status to be the hostess.
Sean stared at Nelson for a long time, and the latter felt a little frightened by his look.
Sean said: "Clark, based on my understanding of you, these words should not come from you."
"This is what the butler asked me to say." Nelson betrayed Cleveland. "The prosperity of the family is not only reflected in wealth, but also in the number of descendants. It's time for you to consider this issue. As for your lover, you can have as much as you want.
Meaning. A nobleman without a lover is not a good nobleman!"
"Love is just a cheap game, but marriage is a solemn contract!"
Sean's scribe often wrote this in his writings.
In any case, this is the loyalty of the vassals, and Sean can only accept it heartily.
This topic successfully stirred up his hormones, just like this season when all things sprout.
But Sean is very busy, and the situation is more pessimistic than he imagined.
It is said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived in Longjiang to take charge of the counter-insurgency work, but the emperor did not give him much help, except for a letter of authorization.
The crown prince who had just arrived in Longjiang even experienced a thrilling ambush.
The gossip is vivid and exaggerated, and the material can enable Sean's penman Tommy Wesley to write several novels such as "The Adventures of the Crown Prince".
Governor Byrne forwarded an order from the Crown Prince that the province of Genoa must complete the formation of no less than two civil defense regiments by the end of April 1831.
Sean could discount Byrne's order, but Sean had to pay attention to the order from the crown prince.
This forced Sean to overturn the original plan and reorganize it. Now he was doing it completely behind closed doors, without even anyone to discuss it - there were very few nobles in the south who had ever served in the military.
Time was tight, and he couldn't care about anything else. The only consolation was that the money and food were sufficient, and the funds were earmarked for special use, so he didn't have to look at others. For this reason, I'm afraid the Guards in the Holy City would also be jealous.
At this time, Captain Alfonso not only brought food, but also brought twenty retired soldiers with him.