After the freshmen's party, the next is a half-month break, where the freshmen can use this leisure time to travel around the scenery of the imperial capital and make some preparations for the official opening of the school.

And the Imperial Military Academy also humanely provided sufficient financial support for these future elites of the Empire, and for those students who were not admitted before, the academy also provided them with round-trip travel expenses free of charge.

Of course, this initiative benefited from the support of the big financier behind it, the Joses Imperial Treasury.

The think tanks of the Empire's decision-makers are never fools, and this amount of money is a drop in the bucket for the Imperial Treasury, but it can easily achieve the goal of winning people's hearts through this means.

First, it can enhance the goodwill of these civilian students towards the royal family and the empire, which is conducive to the control of the royal family in the future, and second, it can show the prosperity of the empire to the students in some remote areas, improve their patriotic enthusiasm, and it can be said that the purpose of stabilizing the rule of the royal family can be achieved in the cheapest way.

Today's Xinlan City has injected a lot of fresh blood, and young faces shuttle between the streets and alleys, and most of their faces are full of relaxed joy.

In the eastern part of the city, near the Truf harbour, there is a simple convent with a fenced iron gate that allows you to see the working nuns on the green lawn, and they take advantage of the good weather to dry their clothes, most of them children's, because this convent also insists on the good deeds of helping orphans.

Dorothy, a nineteen-year-old trainee nun, is especially happy today because in a few days she will be able to become a full-fledged nun, changing from a white nun dress to a black nun dress.

In order to accomplish her goal, Dorothy worked diligently in the convent for a year. Slowly, she falls in love with the quiet and slow time, probably because she is an orphan herself, and Dorothy, like the other nuns, does her best to take care of the children in the orphanage, so that they can feel the warmth of the world again after losing the love of their parents.

"Dorothy, I'm in a good mood today. An older nun saw Dorothy holding a pile of children's clothes and greeted her.

"I'm glad to be able to do more for the children," Dorothy bowed slightly, expressing her respect for the older nun, "Then I'll go first, and I'll have to dry the laundry as soon as possible." ”

After Dorothy left briskly, the older nun looked kindly at Dorothy's busy back and nodded in satisfaction.

There are many old trees in the monastery, they are scattered randomly on the lawn of the monastery, and the small flecks of light are scattered on the green grass, and the quiet atmosphere seems to make people come to the fairyland that Alice once visited.

The clothesline was loosely tied to the trunks of these ancient trees, and Dorothy methodically repeated the laundry and drying work, and although it was a bit monotonous and boring, she enjoyed it. The optimistic Dorothy always feels that as long as people's hearts are full of sunshine, everything in front of them will greet you with a smile.

Dorothy let out a sigh of relief after drying all her clothes, she crossed her waist and checked again, and after making sure that nothing was missing, Dorothy raised her head and comfortably enjoyed the comfort of the sun falling on her cheeks, only to stumble upon a strange thing hanging from the branches of a magnolia tree.

"Huh, what's that?" Dorothy walked over curiously, still holding the wooden pole for drying clothes.

Dorothy looked around it, it seemed to be a handbag, and without thinking too much, she poked the handbag with the wooden pole in her hand.

I only heard the sound of "bang", and the handbag fell to the ground, and the contents of the sound were still very heavy.

Strange, who would put the handbag here?" Dorothy wondered, and she carefully lifted it, the combination lock had already been broken, so it could be easily opened.

"Wow!" exclaimed Dorothy, her exaggerated expression not at all like that of a calm nun.

"What's wrong, Dorothy, why are you squatting on the ground?" asked a trainee next to her, who was about her age.

"Gold coins!"

That's right, that mysterious handbag was full of gold coins, roughly estimated to be about five or six hundred, and ordinary people would never have had the opportunity to see so much money, so not only Dorothy, but the other nuns who heard the sound also covered their mouths in surprise when they saw this scene.

Dorothy hurried to the second floor of the convent with her handbag, her body trembling all the way, the golden light did make her a little dizzy, so her first thought was to report to Mother Teresa, the administrator of the convent, an old woman who had worked in the convent for forty years.

"Dean Teresa!" Dorothy pushed Teresa's door open, not even having time to knock.

The décor in Dean Teresa's room is simple, even rudimentary, and the only thing of some value may be the painting of the crucifixion hanging on the wall.

"Dorothy, what's going on, so anxious. "Mother Teresa, wearing a pair of old-fashioned reading glasses, was sewing holes in her clothes, which the children had changed from.

Her face was wrinkled by time, but Teresa's gaze was clear and gentle.

"Dean, what do you think this is?" Dorothy eagerly opened her handbag, and the yellow light immediately filled the small room, "I found it on that magnolia tree in the courtyard." ”

"Where's the gold coin?" Teresa pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose and glanced at them, and continued to sew the children's clothes, "It's not someone else's home, you have to return it quickly." ”

"No, Abbot, someone left it for us in the convent," said Dorothy, pulling out a small piece of paper with words written on it from the compartment of her handbag, pink.

Dorothy placed it on the old table in front of Teresa.

"Intentionally?" Teresa couldn't believe it.

Their monastery is called "Rhine Monastery", which was built in the era of the founding of the Joses Empire, because the first king lived in the monastery since childhood, and he was grateful for the life at that time, so the king ordered the construction of this monastery.

But then the successive kings paid less and less attention to the monasteries, and even changed the three condolence activities every year to once a year, and the financial support became more and more bleak, and the number was even more pitiful, and the royal family seemed to have abandoned them.

In desperation, the nuns cultivated a vegetable garden on their own and were basically self-sufficient, so most of the nuns working in the convent were voluntary.

Compared to the Holy Church, which shares faith in God Jehovah, the monastery is nothing in the eyes of the royal family.

So when she heard Dorothy's words, the aged Mother Teresa was stunned for a moment, and she trembled and picked up the card, and a line of crooked little words came into view, and she could see that the person who wrote had done his best to write:

"Dedicate my love to the dear Rhine Abbey and thank you for taking care of these homeless children. Also, the nun named Dorothy, thank you for the painkillers and the medical bandages. ”

In addition to the large quantities of seafood that have been transported away and the goods transported from the eastern continent, there are also some seafood that will be sold in the coastal streets, especially last night's heavy rain made a lot of seafood backlog overnight, so the traders who are eager to sell set prices are very low, and the citizens and travelers from other places rush over.

The whistle blew, black smoke rose into the sky, the sound of engines roared below deck, and a cargo ship painted white prepared to leave port.

The behemoth moved slowly and without much attention, and in such a coastal city, ships were as commonplace as high-rise buildings.

The Seahorse's wooden hull is sturdy, and it has two sets of ship power systems, one driven by a steam turbine and the other by blowing sails, and the outer hull is covered with iron sheets, allowing it to maintain a relatively smooth voyage even in the event of a storm at sea.

Some of the cargo on the cargo ship was neatly arranged on the deck at the back of the hull, firmly covered with tarps, and some was held in the hold by a giant net. There are not many crew members who go to sea today, plus the captain, chief engineer, chief mate and other people are only about a dozen, but for these professionals who have been on the sea all year round, these few people are completely enough, and too many people are a burden.

The Seahorse gradually sailed out of the harbor with a black breath, about a nautical mile away from the coast of Xinlancheng, and after sailing to a safe area, the captain also ordered the engine to be turned off and the sails opened, and they could rely on the power provided by the sea breeze for future trips, and as for the precious coal, it would be used only at the most critical time.

On the bow cleat, a man had been standing here for a long time, and although the hull of the ship was shaking, he was still standing firmly in place and looking into the distance, where the sea was blue and the seagulls were chasing the waves.

"Young man, come to the cabin and rest for a while, I think you seem to be injured, or try not to blow the sea breeze." The captain kindly reminded him that he had just tied the cable of the sails and was about to go to the captain's room for a drink.

"No, Mr. Captain, the wind keeps you awake, and I like to blow the wind. The man was dressed in a turquoise coat with a hood over his head, and he did not look back and could not see his face clearly.

"Young man, can you tell me your destination? Although you paid a large sum of gold for this trip, I must ask about the destination, as the captain of the Seahorse, I need to plan the route change in advance, which is responsible for both my patrons and my crew, and I ask for your understanding. There was a hint of apology in the captain's tone.

"Destination?" the young man pulled down his hat, his long black hair swaying in the wind, "I have never walked a path with no destination, just like my father, alone, from dawn to night. ”

"Even I don't know where I'm going, so how can I tell you, dear Mr. Captain. ”

Newcastle turned around, still with a gentlemanly smile on his face, and under his coat was a proper white suit, as heroic as ever.

Newcastle's arm was covered in medical bandages, the gauze on the wound was even stained with dried blood clots, and his entire body floated on the deck, and the corner of the bandage flew against the wind on the turquoise sea.