Middle Ages.

Fort Akford.

While the attendants and servants were laying the room for Wu Qingchen, Tinath and Baron Akford's second son were standing by the window and quietly ecstasy.

Tinais, you are 17 years old...

The Baron's second son silently reminded himself.

The sky was already dark and the moon was very dark, but looking at the dark territory outside the window, looking at the outlines that could only vaguely see a little ups and downs... The cheerful stream, the busy farmers, and the heavy wheat fields were immediately imprinted into Tinais's mind.

At 17 years old, at most one or two years later, I will have to leave the castle and no longer be able to look down on this abundant land openly.

Tinas sighed softly.

The Akford Territory, or most territory in the medieval world, determines the future of the lords and princes is the order in which they pop out of their mother's belly.

Under the system of inheritance of the eldest son, most of the wealth obtained by Akford is destined to belong to the elder brother. After the second son like Tinais was raised until adulthood, he faced several different ways of findings based on the attitude of the lord and the thoughts of the eldest son:

The more anticipated situation is to become a minister of the elder brother. For example, the current captain of the guard of Fort Akford is the second younger brother of Baron Akford;

What is more secure is that being appointed as a manager and getting most of the power of a village can also be considered as having a world of its own;

The worst thing is that the lord and brothers don’t like each other, and they are thrown out a small fortune and sent them to a remote village from afar, becoming clerks, police officers, etc., and they are entangled with the inferior people all day long and are in a mess.

Tinais asked himself that since he became sensible, he has always been diligent and his father is usually kind to him; he has always respected his brother very much, and has never expressed any inappropriate thoughts. He should not be targeted deliberately, and he would not be sent to a small village. He thought carefully all day long about how many times the parchment in his hand could be scraped.

However, I knew the best about my own affairs. In terms of equestrianism and combat skills, the five little skinny seedlings like myself are not opponents of Uncle Carter; in terms of skills and ability to handle affairs, I am also quite immature. Not to mention veterans like the general manager and the farming officer, even a more senior servant can easily play with himself in his palms.

I wouldn't be sent to a remote village casually, and I wouldn't dare to think about the ideal position of a minister...

What a pity...

Tinas sighed deeply: When he was ten years old, Pastor Barron from Messier's village wanted to take me out, why did I just get sick?

Joining the church is naturally one of the choices of the lords, but compared with traditional channels, joining the church is the most risky way: you are lucky, of course you can be like Pastor Praia, who is less than thirty years old, and you can take charge of the gods in the future. If everything goes well, you cannot say that you have no chance at all. Luck is generally like Pastor Paul, and although you still have to suffer all your energy at the age of time, you have a certain status. I am afraid that you are very lucky and become a student similar to Pastor Paul, you may have to wait until your hair and beard turn white before you can find a church and preside over comfortably for a few years.

In normal times, Tinais would definitely not recall this trivial thing when he was ten years old.

However, in the past two days, seeing Wu Qingchen/Los's majestic appearance, shining and full of spirit, Tinais could not suppress the envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart.

Your Excellency Loss, only 16... No, if the manager guessed correctly, he would probably be only 14 or 5 years old!

If I were to say that I had this opportunity at the age of 15, even in a few years, I would be able to get the position of acting as a church at the age of 20, plus the identity of the Baron's second son, and future achievements...

From this moment of thinking, we can see that the second son of the Baron had already placed his position under Wu Qingchen in his subconscious mind; on the other hand, at the dinner the day before, the attendant responsible for arranging seats ranked Wu Qingchen's seat several places in front of the second son of the Baron, which really distinguished the positions of the two quite accurately.

It was at this moment that while the Baron's second son was thinking about his gracefulness, the sound of "tuk tuk" sounded from the wooden door of the room.

Tinais opened the door.

A guard stood at the door.

"His Excellency Tinas, the Baron Master is looking for you."

As his father summoned, Tinais quickly put down his mind, tidy up his clothes, rubbed his face, followed the guards, and walked towards the spiral ladder.

Follow the spiral ladder, climb up to the third floor and knock on the door.

The door opened and Tinas was immediately surprised.

Near the window, Baron Akford was leaning against his favorite wolf-skin chair, and three smokeless beeswax oil lamps were lit on the table in front of him. A little further away, General Edmund, Captain Carter Guard, Elles, Elles' elder brother, Barres' farmer, Bafeng Trin, and Ketter Water Affairs.

My father, elder brother, and the five most core lords of the territory are all in this room...

this……

"Father, I'm here..."

Tinas didn't have to think too much, and walked into the room and greeted everyone: "His Excellency Edmund, His Excellency Carter, Brother, His Excellency Valles..."

“Um…”

The Baron nodded and pointed casually. Tinas immediately stood obediently in the corner where the Baron was pointing.

Even though he was just standing in the corner, Tinais's heart was still beating rapidly.

You can tell from the atmosphere that this is definitely the most important matter and the core discussion of the territory. This is the first time my father has allowed himself to participate in such an occasion!

Although he was extremely excited, Tinais still suppressed himself with all his strength, put on a skilled expression of humility and respect, and listened quietly to everyone's conversation.

"If Florland Village is very big, you really need to go to two..." said Edmund, the general manager: "But, Orey Village is so small, just one is enough, right?"

"Ouri village is very small..." said the farming officer Valles: "But there are many forests next to Ori, and there must be many honeycombs. Can one person take care of him?"

"No big problem." Linshi official Ba Fengte said: "Although there are many forests on Ouri, they are all flat ground and there are no mountains and forests. You don't need to climb up and down, and the work is not difficult."

"Well..." The farmer's official pondered slightly: "I just thought it was a little wrong, and Your Excellency Bafengte was right."

"Yes." The manager nodded.

"Yes, I remember that's the same." The water affairs officer also nodded.

"Okay, that's one." The Baron's Excellency made a decision. The second son Tinas noticed that as the Baron's words came to an end, his brother immediately drew a few strokes on a scroll.

"The free people... are nothing." Edmund, the general manager, suddenly shook his head: "With the skills of these people, it is not convenient to treat them as serfs."

The residents of the Earth's city who had long been away from farming all understood the relationship between the buckwheat flowering period and the serfs. Of course, the group of masters in Akford's leadership also saw it very clearly: After the smart people specially selected failed to move the honeycomb, calling the skilled serfs from Akrey's village became the only choice.

This was last night. When Priest Ross went to visit the castle, everyone started to discuss the topic, and Tinais also listened to a few words from afar.

All present are veterans who are good at territorial affairs. The reason for the guilt of possessing a treasure is that even Tinais can think of: if buckwheat increases its yield, such an important thing is placed on these original serfs. If the status is too low, they may be killed by the guys coveted below. At that time, time will be wasted or failure will be the territory that will eventually suffer losses.

"Two, one, three...a total of eighteen..." Holding down the parchment and calculating the total, the eldest son Elles frowned deeply: "Father, are there too many?"

Hearing this, Tinais understood, and everyone was discussing how to allocate serfs who mastered the skills of moving honeycombs in Akerry.

"There is no problem for sixteen!" said the farmer Barrath with a smile: "Twenty-six removed sixteen, leaving the parish with double digits... It's not bad. After all, it was the Baron who gave them the identity of a free citizen."

When Tinais thought of this, the topic of serf allocation was coming to an end.

"Eighteen? It's really a bit too many...well..." The Baron pondered slightly: "Put one out of Tiko and Hobro villages each."

"That's sixteen..." The eldest son painted two strokes, and hesitated a little: "It's still a little..."

After a little silence, everyone nodded slowly.
Chapter completed!