Chapter 435: Rear

"I don't know how they are now, master, they have been on the expedition for almost half a month, and there is no news at all." Lottie, who was sewing little George's damaged clothes on the second floor of the wooden castle, said to Ollie, who was also doing needlework next to her.

"Madam, you miss your master too much, don't you?" Ollie said as she looked at Lottie.

"What are you talking about, you dead girl?" Lottie bowed her head shyly, her face flushed.

"Don't talk about me, Ollie, don't you want Ron?"

"Madame, I, I~" Ollie's face flushed at this time, and she turned her head to look out the window.

"Originally, I said that I would hold a wedding for you and Ron after they came back from the north, but who knew that a few days after they came back, they hurriedly ran to the west to fight, hey~" Lottie sighed. Seeing that Ollie was silent, Lottie asked Ollie, "Ollie, do you know how to trap a man's heart?" Lottie said as she sewed the clothes in her hands.

Ollie slowly turned around and looked at Lottie expectantly, hoping to learn something from Madame about how to control men.

"That is to marry him, you can't let him fool around outside, give him a child, let him have a thought." Lottie said.

"But ma'am, although Ron said he wanted to marry me, he has been fighting abroad, and we have no chance of having a wedding." There was a hint of helplessness in Ollie's eyes.

Seeing the concern and helplessness on Ollie's face, Lottie hurriedly said to her: "Don't worry, when Ron and them come back this time, I will definitely let the adults hold a wedding for you!" ”

"Really, ma'am?" Ollie couldn't believe her ears.

"Of course it's true, lest you look like you're not giving up all day long, thinking about Ron every day." Lottie, who had experienced the pain of lovesickness, certainly understood Ollie's thoughts.

By this time, Ollie's face was already flushed......

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"Come on, come after me!" In the open space outside the castle, Cooper's youngest grandson, Alverd, was chasing and playing with Att's child, George Jr., with a stick.

Since Cooper had this child by his side, life has become a little more fun. Before the children came, Cooper often sat alone in a daze after finishing his business on weekdays, and rarely communicated with others. For an old man over fifty years old, without the company of his wife and family, life is quite empty and lonely. Now that he has children by his side, Cooper takes Alfred around the valley when he has time, both to familiarize him with this new environment and to add some fun to his life. The people of the territory would greet Cooper when he saw the child, and Cooper said to people with a smile on his face: This is my grandson Alfred. A look of pride and joy.

Since little George slowly learned to walk, he is not restless at all. Either running from room to room, or playing with other children in the open space outside, playing with mud, building clay figures, playing in the water, or chasing and beating with sticks, having a lot of fun, it seems that there is a lot of energy every day. This made Lottie helpless against this little ancestor, so she could only let him play around. In him, Lottie even saw the figure of Art, the father and son were forever tossing and turning, and it was not worrying at all......

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Half a day's journey south along the wooden fort, there are several large villages in the valley. After many deep ploughing and the use of fertilizer, the soil here is becoming more and more fertile. At this time, it is close to early autumn, and as far as the eye can see, the crops in the field are full, and the wheat has already been bent over, which is destined to be a bumper harvest season. The valley leaders who are working in the fields are busy in the fields, looking forward to a good harvest this year.

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"Maury, Master Cooper means that you should send your children to study in the Wooden Castle Academy, and when you graduate, you can also contribute to the valley as a civil servant, and you can also receive a lot of salary." At this time, the steward of the Valley Wooden Castle Academy was in a valley leader's house to persuade them to send their children to study at the Wooden Castle Academy.

"Lord steward, it's not that we don't want to send our children to school, we are about to harvest the crops, our old couple is also old, and this one child is still at home, we all count on him to help us." The old man said helplessly to the school steward.

This is a low-level farmer in Gujiandi Village, with a total of five families. The eldest son, who was a soldier in the Welsh Legion, had already gone with Art to Fort Marssy, and his fate was uncertain. The second son also joined the Bath detachment not long ago to go to Marsy Fort to support, even if the old couple did not agree, there was no way, the child grew up, and hoped to go outside to break through and make achievements. Now there are only two elderly people and an 11-year-old child left in the family. The old couple was already in poor health, and they hoped that the younger son would be able to take a hand and harvest the crops in the field into the barn together during the autumn harvest. At this time, the two old people looked forward to a little rest from the battle, and the two children could go home in time to help plant the land during the busy farming season, and the family could be reunited......

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"Quick, everyone is working hard today, and strive to complete this batch of short spears as soon as possible, and I will invite everyone to drink in the evening!" In the weapons workshop, Bard, the lieutenant of the workshop, who came to inspect the workshop, said to the craftsmen who were hurrying to make a batch of short spears.

"Good!" When everyone heard that there was wine to drink, they became more motivated.

The weapons produced by the Valle Arms Workshop were mainly used by the soldiers of the Welsh Legion, and the surplus was handed over to the European Merchant House for trafficking elsewhere. As one of the few workshops in the Valley Territory, the Weapons Workshop speaks for itself and is now one of the main sources of weapons for the Legion of Wales. It is already possible to craft most of the weapons needed for the battlefield - long swords, short swords, short spears, arrows, chain mail......

Since the departure of the Legion of Wales, the various workshops in the valley have operated in an orderly manner under the jurisdiction of the civil administration, providing some of the goods needed in and out of the valley.

Although the country was in constant turmoil at this time, the European trading houses under the name of Yat still ran around the north and south. At this time, there was a great chaos in the north, and according to the orders of Arte, the European merchant houses should now concentrate their main efforts on the layout of Provence. Two trade routes were operated at the same time, one from Andermatt Castle to the east to the Duchy of Swabia for consumption by the local noble lords. The other was to transport goods from the borders of Provence westward to the southern regions of the Kingdom of France. In addition, the European trading houses were also trafficking food and weapons from the south for the Liberation Army in the north to support the Besançon court. Of course, all of this is something that costs money.

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On the first floor of the valley castle lord's hall, Cooper, as the chief civil officer, was discussing with a group of civil affairs officials about the autumn harvest in the territory. Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves from a short distance outside the wooden fort disturbed the peace and tranquility of the valley......

"Report to Master Cooper, Tinets~" The herald who had rushed all the way from the Beiguan Military Fort gasped and continued, "Tignets was captured last night by an army of unknown origin, and they killed a dozen county soldiers defending the city. ”

"Ah......" Hearing this sudden news, everyone present was stunned.

At this time, Lottie was standing on the stairs and the trimmed silk scarf in her hand fell at her feet......