In the Viscounty of Wenlani, a new financial officer has taken office.
The former housekeeper was dismissed and punished, along with many former personnel, and some positions were replaced by new members. Since then, except for the eldest lady Gu Weier, all managers and administrative staff in the territory have been replaced.
Once again, the face of the past will never be seen again.
On the lawn next to the mansion, Gweir, Rubin, and the knight played by Lorraine Hill were sitting around a round table.
It's rare to be sunny today, and the warm sunshine is shining, making people feel warm.
Iena carefully poured tea for the three of them, and then stood quietly aside.
"I have to thank Mr. Lubin this time for helping me expose the butler's cover." Gweir held the teacup and warmed his slightly cold fingers.
"This is actually not just my fault, I just happened to be pushed out to speak." Lubin shook his head modestly, and then briefly introduced the current situation in the territory to Gu Weier.
"Because of the reforms to the guards and tax system, the territory is now much more peaceful and stable, and everyone is no longer as nervous as before."
"I finally feel relieved." Gu Weier pressed her chest lightly to express her relief.
"Thank you Mr. Wuming and Mr. Lubin for your efforts. I did nothing but enjoyed the praise."
"Don't worry, you will be busy in the future." The knight shook his head.
"Then I'll just look forward to the mission your lord has given me." Gweir also smiled. The eldest lady seems to have gotten used to the way of getting along with this knight recently, and is no longer as reserved as she was at the beginning.
"I'm sorry that my father has brought so much misfortune to everyone. Although I don't like him very much, since I have inherited the name of Wenlani, I will also bear the corresponding responsibility."
"There are actually very few nobles who think like the eldest lady." Lu Bin looked at this simple and beautiful noble girl with emotion.
"Hey, isn't this a basic obligation? This is how it is described in the books I read." Gweir rarely goes out, and most of his knowledge and worldview are built on the collection of books in the lord's room.
"Perhaps there was such a beautiful era a long, long time ago." Lu Bin explained.
"But in reality, nine out of ten nobles I meet are incompetent or bad."
"The eldest lady has too high expectations for other nobles."
"Maybe in your opinion, as a noble, you should be a role model, virtuous and wise, brave and courageous."
"But in fact, nobles are also human beings, and most people are not so outstanding. They will not become smarter and more diligent because of their birth. On the contrary, because of better conditions, they will easily lose sympathy and become indolent."
"I think you must have experienced it when you were a child. As a child, it is a critical moment for the formation of a person's character."
“If a child does various things without being scolded or punished, will he become bold and flamboyant? If he bullies others and enjoys happiness, but no one will stop him, will he become accustomed to it?
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"It is true that some nobles with better family backgrounds will strictly educate their children, but there will be more nobles who dote and indulge their children, and once such children grow up, they will not strictly educate their children."
"Without supervision and corresponding punishment, the character of the nobles will slowly decline until the day they fall into the abyss." Lubin explained the root cause of the gradual corruption of the imperial system from another angle.
Compared with the fierce competition in the center of the imperial capital, the nobles in the border fiefdoms will fall faster. They are like kings in the mountains, unsupervised and only maintained by their own consciousness. Once their self-consciousness is no longer there, it will be a collapse-like decline.
In the southern region far away from the center of the empire, there are not a few nobles like this, and for this reason, scenes like this are always happening.
After the beginning of spring, spring farming began in all the large and small fiefdoms in Longjiao Province, and along with the caravans selling farm tools and seeds, more people gradually learned about what happened in the Wenlani Viscounty.
In a secret corner where the guards were missing, some discussions and discussions were slowly taking place. They did not start with nerve-wracking words such as uprising, but simply helped each other.
If the guards ransack your home, at least there will be like-minded friends who will come and help you get through it.
Such small organizations gradually spread throughout the province, but the guards and nobles remained unaware of it and continued their past hedonistic life.
After all, who would want to climb mountain roads and visit houses from house to house in the cold season?
But the food and words delivered to the withered hands ultimately touched the broken hearts of each one.
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Red Heart Province, the capital of the past where the Baskar family was located.
Although it was still a season of cold snow, the atmosphere was burning, and the dragon's roaring voice made the world within sight tremble. From time to time, burning flames streaked across the sky, falling to the earth, setting off explosive heat waves.
The wind and dust blew in the face, making people feel warm and suffocating. Even though the skin on the front half was already a little hot, the back was still cold.
"Charge!" Facing the waves of fire, soldiers in armor raised their shields high and advanced through the scorched earth and debris of vegetation, while charred corpses still remained on the edge of the road.
Among these lofty mountain peaks, there are strong castles. Down the hillside, legions march in formation. The swimming magic shines on the soldiers, like a thin layer of armor, isolating them.
The scorching waves of fire scattered in all directions.
They were arranged in a tight formation. Although they were easily burned by the dragon's flame breath, at least with the resonance and cooperation, they were not completely defenseless.
"Imperial Order: Spear of Thunder!"
Under the mountain where the giant dragon hovered, a flickering figure swam rapidly. The spear in his hand was like a part of his body, waving in the air and splitting the oncoming waves of fire.
Sequence of War 6: Thunder Sword, Sinclair, a famous battlefield hero and the commander of an elite corps.
As this shining general entered the scene, the soldiers on the field seemed to come alive. The shining resonance hearts surged along with the thunder and light, wandering around on the ground until the general jumped up on the ground, flying
The gun blade tore through the dragon wings that covered the sky.
"Damn it." The Pascal knight on the dragon's back frowned and shouted angrily.
Then the dragon flapped its wings again and rushed towards the higher sky.
The brilliant red dragon wings block the sun and hover at the top of the sky, allowing light and shadow to alternate from time to time, changing the scenery of the earth.
The flaming red dragon spear was circling, falling down like fire, making a sound that cracked the earth, and finally exploded into a huge wave of fire that drowned everything.