Section 272: Lady Nightingale (Page 1/1)

To make glass, the important thing is not the raw materials, but how to protect the production process formula, once the process formula of glass is known, it is easy to be prevented, from the world that Bruce crossed over, it can be seen that before the glass was not flooded, the nobles could exchange the castle for a piece of glass, but after the flooding of technology, they could only go to the remote natives.

"It's a great environment." Bruce looked at the place in front of him with satisfaction, it was a precipitous valley, surrounded on three sides by high hills, and there was only one entrance, and it was a wonderful place to set up a glass factory.

"Lord Baron, I will gather the farmers and start building." Edward said to Bruce.

"Well, I'll draw a sketch of the factory and let the craftsmen join in, only to build a watchtower on the high post and draw the elite guards from the Glinton soldiers." Bruce pointed to the mountains on three sides and ordered Edward.

"Understood." Edward said.

"Also, to build a sand panning yard by the river, to hire workers to dig out the quartz stone gravel, and to double the output of the charcoal kiln, and to send the rest here, except for the amount stored for the winter." Bruce said as he thought.

"Well, yes, Lord Baron." Edward did not expect that this so-called glass factory would be so troublesome and consume the output of the charcoal kiln built by Bruce.

"Is it possible to make glass in this way?" Marcus, who was standing on the other side of Bruce, asked with some disbelief, glass is an important economic commodity in the southern city-states, and in Edward's words, it was actually made in Greenton, which made him a little unbelievable.

"It may not go well at first, I just understand the basic principles, but in fact, whether it can be made or not depends on the continuous exploration of craftsmen." Bruce shrugged his shoulders, he could only contribute all his knowledge, as for how long he succeeded, it still depended on luck and the experience of the craftsmen.

In the second half of the year, Bruce began to work on the glassworks with all his might, while the Duchy of Bemessi was also in peace, and the Inquisitor did not seem to make any major moves, except for living in the church and resting with the other clergy, as if he had no intention of initiating the Inquisition.

"Whew, what the hell does this Inquisitor mean?" The Duke of Bemessi, dressed in a silk robe, leaned against the window of the castle's bedroom, and he looked out at the town, surrounded by gray-white roofs, and the chiming bells of the church were heard from the spire of the church.

"Lord Duke, this Inquisitor seems to be quiet." The duke's advisors looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out each other's intentions.

"Didn't the gift we sent work?" One of the duke's courtiers said curiously.

"Yes." The Duke of Bemessi placed his glass on the stone windowsill, and in order to please the Inquisition, he offered gifts for various reasons, and Roderick did not refuse, and accepted them all, but did not come to thank the Duke.

"Lord Zack, what do you think?" At this time, a courtier asked Lord Zack who was sitting next to him with bad intentions.

"Don't be careless, the Inquisition isn't that easy to buy." Lord Zack put his legs on the extinguished fireplace and said to the crowd.

"There is no one in this world who will not be bought, and I have heard that cardinals are all in power by bribery." The Duke of Bemessi tore off the silk robe from his shoulder, the silky robe he had bought with a whole box of silver coins, but the touch of a girl's skin he felt was worth it.

"Well, you can keep trying." Lord Zack's face showed a nonchalant smile, and he spread his hands and said to Duke Bermessi.

"Is it that he doesn't like gifts, these inquisitors are ascetics."

"Maybe it's been abstinence for too long, haha, why don't you give it to a woman!"

"Hahahaha."

As soon as the topic of women is touched, there will be a happy atmosphere among the men, and the courtiers will dance with their eyebrows, but the Duke of Bemessi is thoughtful, maybe he can really send a beautiful woman to be able to touch the heart of the Inquisition, but this choice has made it difficult for him, this woman must not be stupid, but she must appear simple and lovely.

When the Duke of Bemessi spoke his mind, the bedroom fell silent, and the courtiers began to rack their brains thinking about the women they had dealt with.

"There's a guy." At this time, the Duke's chief in charge of the court band remembered a man, and he remembered one of the Duke's lovers, who had been a wandering dancer, sweet and lovely, but very clever, and had taken advantage of the opportunity to perform for the Duke, and had successfully hooked up with the Duke of Bemessi, and was now the wife of a merchant, but in fact she stayed at the castle every once in a while.

"You mean Lady Nightingale?" It dawned on everyone that the Nightingale was a well-known lady, who had used the Duke's political influence and her husband's financial resources to buy a large house in the town, and to buy and take in many maidens, who she had taken as her adopted daughters, but in fact they were all prostitutes.

"She should be able to tame this gloomy horse." The men laughed wickedly, they had all been to Madame Nightingale's mansion, where every man would be satisfied, and the shrewd and beautiful Madame Nightingale was like the ruler of this dreamy Garden of Eden.

"Okay, let Lady Nightingale come over tonight." The Duke of Bemessi breathed a sigh of relief, and he drank the wine on the windowsill, and with many mistresses, he didn't care about a woman at all, but if this woman could subdue Roderick's Inquisition and help him solve his problems, then of course this woman could successfully advance from a plaything to a respectable woman.

"Tsk." Lord Zack stood up, he glanced at the jubilant courtiers in the bedroom, his heart was full of contempt for them, for their own safety they had to rely on a prostitute, but Lord Zack felt that it had nothing to do with him, he bowed slightly to the duke, and then walked out of the bedroom full of "stench".

"Aren't you going to make a move?" When Lord Zach left the bedroom, the mustachioed Kate Archer was waiting for him, seemingly as Lord Zack's bodyguard, but when there was no one in the hallway, the archer asked Lord Zack.

"Hmph, wouldn't it be better to rescue after hope is shattered." Lord Zach smiled, his eyes full of anticipation, to see how the Duke and his courtiers would react when all else was lost, but strangely he was curious about the Nightingale's Lady.

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