You can see clearly, are you sure it's that bastard? ”

"I'm sure, it's him."

"How many of them are there? How many carriages? ”

"Fifteen carriages, twenty or so people. The carriage was covered with felt cloth, and it was not clear what it was, but judging by the rut marks, it should have been a full load of goods. ”

"TMD, that bastard still dares to take this trade route with goods, I think it's enough to live. Tell me to gather all the soldiers and guards in the manor, and kill the bastard with me. ”

In the mansion of the lord of Wenqiete Manor, the knight Dean was bleeding and clamoring to lead his soldiers to charge a caravan from the south.

Just as Dean was about to turn around and go out, the big businessman Jia Lao Dean walked over.

"Stop! How can you be so impatient when you encounter things? ”

Dean reflexively walked up to his father and said, "People are swaggering through with goods from under our noses, are we just sitting idly by?" ”

"Then you're going to lead your troops and rush out? Do you know how many people are on the other side? ”

"It's only about two dozen!"

"Twenty coachmen or two dozen elite soldiers? Did people fight the noble flag? Is it to escort goods for the powerful? Do you want to rush out if you figure it out? ”

In the face of Old Dean's few words of reproach, the knight Dean was instantly dumbfounded, and turned his head to look at the entourage who reported the news, and the entourage also shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, "It seems to be a blue background golden sheep iris heraldic flag." ”

"Golden sheep iris on a blue background? Isn't it the coat of arms of Baron Galvin? Old Dean said.

"That old fellow Galwin has never interfered in the trade route of Tinietz, how can he play Galvin's heraldic flag?" Dean didn't believe it.

"He is Galvin's son-in-law, why can't he carry his father-in-law's heraldic flag? When I asked you to take the initiative with Baron Galvin's only daughter, you just didn't listen. Now that guy has the help of Baron Galvin, and there is the shadow of the church behind him, I am afraid it will not be easy to deal with. ”

"It was the old woman who didn't want to marry me because she thought I was low, and besides, I have a woman."

"Don't mention your slut to me, I tell you, don't say that you have a knighthood now, even if you are a cheap merchant's son, I will not allow you to marry that woman." Old Dean was angry at the thought of the bewitching jinu that his son had brought back from Besançon.

Seeing his father's anger, Dean quickly changed the subject, "Then how are we going to deal with that bastard, just let him take the silver from our money bags?" ”

Old Dian's anger eased slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "Now that he has a noble status, we can't use those shady methods on the surface. ”

"In this case, you pack up and personally go to several cities in the Northland that sell southern goods to visit the local guild leaders, bring them some gifts, and tell them that you must strangle this gang of forces for me......"

"Tell your master, thank him for his enthusiasm, but there is no need to go to the manor to rest, I still have to go north with the goods, and the palace has strictly ordered me not to set foot in the wenqiete manor for half a step."

On the south side of Wincheston Manor, the steward of the Dean family came to the crossing with a few retinues to greet the northbound convoy, and the owner of the manor invited the convoy into the manor to rest very "warmly", but Art knew that the guy in the manor was eager to chop himself up, so he would not send sheep into the wolf's mouth.

However, Arte was too worried, and the people of the Dean family were not stupid enough to murder a knight lord in their own domain.

Standing on the tower of the lord's mansion of Wenqiete Manor and watching the convoy moving away towards the north, Old Dean suddenly had a trace of indescribable panic in his life......

By the time Yat and his convoy arrived in the county town of Tignats, it was approaching evening.

In order to allow the convoy escorts and attachés to have a good rest in Tignatz after sleeping in the open for five or six days, Yat did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to charter five rooms at the inn in the city called Liberty Bison, so that the guards and attachés could have a slightly comfortable bed to sleep in, and could eat a few bites of slightly tasty food to comfort the stomachs of the hard bread. Of course, the guards who had money to spare had to ask the shopkeeper to summon a few pretty girls to drink and chat with them, and then do something physically demanding together.

Art drank a few glasses of fruit wine and ate some food in the lobby of the inn with Salter, Raven, Felix, and others, and then returned to his room.

Ron didn't drink as much as Felix did, and when he saw Art get up and go back to his room, he followed suit.

"Ron, why don't you have fun with them, you have a lot of silver in your purse." Alcohol was not forbidden in the Yate army, and as long as there was no danger or combat duty, Yate allowed his officers and soldiers to have fun.

It's not that Ron doesn't want to drink and have fun with Felix, but he always remembers that he is Art's personal attendant, so he should always be around.

"Master, those women really don't look good, I don't want to settle." Ron said with a smile.

Art was amused by the words of this henchman, "You still picked it!" Do you have someone you like? ”

"No, no, definitely not!" Ron denied it again and again.

Like a gluttonous monkey stealing bread, Art asked, "Then I heard that you have a crush on a girl in the territory."

"Sir, don't listen to their nonsense, I don't like Ollie."

Art really didn't expect that Ron, the "half-grown boy" who often followed him, really began to enlighten, and after staring at him for a while, he found that Ron was already slightly red.

"It doesn't matter if you like it, you're eighteen years old, you should have a sweetheart a long time ago, when I go back to the valley this time, I'll talk to Mrs. about it, as long as Mrs. and Ollie don't object, I can marry Ollie to you as a wife."

"No, no, sir, the two older ones, Commander Odo and Sergeant Major, have not yet married a wife, how can I be more anxious than them~"

"Hahe, you're not old and have a lot of ideas. Okay, when I'm done with this time, I'll marry them first, and then I'll marry Ollie to you. ”

"Hehe, then, then I'll thank you, master~" Ron smirked.

After a little more joking, Art asked Ron to go downstairs and call the innkeeper.

The innkeeper had long been familiar with Art, and now that Arte had not only become a knight lord but also frequented the inn, he was already a valued guest in the eyes of the innkeeper, so he immediately put down his work and followed Ron to the second floor and knocked on Art's door.

"Mistress Art, are you looking for me?" The innkeeper wiped the sweat from his face and bent down slightly.

Art stood up, poured a glass of fruit wine, handed it to the innkeeper, and said, "Dig, how long have we known each other?" ”

The innkeeper named Digg took a long sip of the glass, put it back on the table, and replied respectfully, "Lord Art, we have known each other for five years, and you were a valiant hunter at that time. ”

The owner, Dig, was glad that he had never offended the former mountain hunter.

"yes man, we've known each other for five years. You've been nice to me all these years, and I'm so grateful to you. ”

"My lord laughed, I am a pariah, so I deserve your gratitude, and it is my honor to serve a new dignitary like you."

Art knew that a businessman like Digg was always tactful, so he was no longer polite to him, and said directly: "Dig, I want to give you a chance to make a little money, are you interested?" ”

"Interested, I promise." Digger knew that there was money to be made, so of course he should take a bite to go.

"You don't ask me what I want you to do, you just take it."

Digger replied nonchalantly, "Lord Art can't let a pariah do earth-shattering things, so why should I ask about other small things, as long as you tell me."

"Well, I like to deal with people like you. From now on, I will pay you a fixed monthly salary of thirty pfennigs, and you will be responsible for inquiring and recording the news from the north and south of the inn, and I will take the news from you when my caravan passes through Tignez. If I have any news that I would like to inquire about, I will let you know through the caravan. You remember that you have a clever guy in your shop, and you can put him in charge of that. ”

Dig's inn is the largest inn in Tignets, and there are many business travelers who come and go, and they like to talk about the road while drunk, so the money is easy to earn, "Lord Art, you have found the right person." But what do you mainly want to know? I have traveled countless times a day with pedestrians here, and I have received so much news from them. ”

Art thought for a moment and said, "On weekdays, I mainly inquire about three kinds of news. The first is war. Whether it's the war between Burgundy and Swabia in the east or the war between Provence and Lombardy in the south, whatever you hear can be recorded. For example, Swabia occupied the castle in the eastern part of the country, whether Provence fought back against Lombardy, and so on. The second is to understand the major affairs of the north and south of the country, as long as you feel interested, whether it is the infighting between the palace magnates or the increase in taxes, etc., you can write it down. The third is the affairs of the county, the lord canonized the land, whose manor changed hands. ”

Art approached Dig's ear and said, "Especially the big events that happened in the county town and the things of the Dean family~"

Digg listened to Art's whispered words and asked in surprise, "My lord, do you want to~?"

"Don't worry, I won't think about it. You only need to ask for these messages by the way, and you don't have to do it deliberately. ”

Digger was a little more relieved.

"Don't worry, Lord Art, I've written it down."

Ya nodded, took out a silver mark from his money bag and handed it to Dig, "This is your salary for three months, and the rest is tonight's room and board money, and I will have people pay you directly on time in the future, and if you do a good job, I will increase your salary." ”

"In the future, my people will stay in your hotel when they come and go, if you need my help, you can also bring a message through my caravan~"

Digger was overjoyed to have a windfall and a new nobleman.

After the innkeeper had left, Ron asked Art, "Sir, do you want to put an eye in the county?"

"Yes, we're in the southern valleys, and we're shut down, so how can we know what's going on outside if we don't have our eyes and ears. Our caravans are the eyes and ears of the inquirement, and I will be in Besançon, Lucewn, and Kodor in the future. ”

"Places like pubs, inns and shops are the most crowded and well-informed. I also plan to put eyes and ears in the three shops that my father-in-law gave me and the taverns, inns, and shops that my father-in-law's family scattered all over the place, which will henceforth be called Hawkeye. Once we have set up Eagle Eyes in all the key places, and the caravans will connect the dots, it won't be long before we will weave a huge web. ”

"Nets?"

"Yes, a spider's web that knows the whole world."

"Ron, I'll give you one more responsibility, and when this web is finished, you'll be in charge of it yourself. You can start by thinking about how to do it. ”

"Ahh I won't, sir. ”

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Chapter 147: Weaving an Intelligence Network