The weather was still clear on this day, with white clouds in the blue sky.

William Wallace was rearranging branches and hay on his stone roof.

He plans to live here for the time being, and when he has time, he will find a coal mine and build a brick kiln.

This stone house made him feel warm, but he was no longer used to living in it.

The eagle must have felt warm when he saw the eggshell where he had lived, but he couldn't stand it anymore.

This kind of stone house made of stone really made him unable to live in peace...... As long as you have seen a good life, no one will not want to change it.

After trimming the roof, he had to go to the old Bradford blacksmith to make a plough and harvester suitable for horse farming...... Then he planted the corn, potatoes and sweet potatoes he brought back, believing that after a season, they would sell for a good price.

And you can distribute the seeds to the people around you, so that everyone can get rich...... If economic conditions improve, people can be more free in life.

His white horse neighed.

He looked up from the rooftop, and saw two of his father's former friends, and old Bradford, riding on horseback, toward his home.

His father's friend said, "William Wallace, your father is our hero, and I hope you will carry on his business...... Damn long-legged Edward I has raised taxes again, we must go and help our nobles! ”

William Wallace smiled and said, "No, I'm not going...... I just want to fix my house......"

One of his father's friends spat angrily.

Another friend of his father's said sadly, "Everyone wants to take care of their own little family, and that will make Edward Long-legged forever a slave!"

I know you've been a slave...... But you still have the unyielding blood of the Scottish nation flowing through you......"

William Wallace still kept a polite smile and said, "I know there are other ways we can live well...... Believe me. ”

"No, no, the more you put up with it, the more Edward Longleg will enslave you, and no one will be spared!

There is no other path to happiness than rebellion......"

William Wallace said in a low voice: "Trust me, I saw it with my own eyes......"

Two of his father's friends turned their horses around and left...... When old Bradford finally left, he quickly asked, "I heard you're going to stay and be a farmer?" What corn and potatoes to plant? ”

"Yes...... I decided. ”

Old Bradford saw the two men walking away, and he said quickly, "Well, come to my house and propose, I don't want to find a hero for Marianne, I only hope that she will marry a peasant!" ”

William Wallace couldn't help but smile.

In the large conference room of Bruce Castle, a few hundred miles away, Duke Robert the Bruce listened happily to the reports of the other nobles, who had all recruited the peasants in their own fields, and the situation was good.

A nobleman exclaimed, "Robert! My peasants are voluntarily demanding to rebel against Edward the Longlegs! …… They say that there are still retail investors in the highlands who should take the initiative to participate!! ”

Another nobleman shouted, "Even the women have to join in the revolt...... No one can stand such a high tax! ”

Duke Robert the Bruce was about to say something when a guard quickly ran in and whispered something in his ear.

He gestured to the nobles, meaning that you talk first, and I will come back immediately.

In a room surrounded by tapestries, a man wrapped in white linen cloth with only one eye showing was waiting for him.

The man was clearly a leper.

He was the father of Duke Robert Bruce, Bruce Sr...... He shut himself up in this closed room all day, eating and drinking in it.

However, his brain holds the whole world and his son.

Duke Robert the Bruce said happily: "The morale of the people is so high that they even have to spontaneously preside over the rebellion against Edward the Longlegs!"

I believe that as long as I raise my arms, thousands of people will follow me! ”

"But they're going to send you to hell too!" Old Bruce said coldly, "There is no one in the world who knows Edward Long Legs better than I do...... Sooner or later, he will defeat you one by one, and make you lose your status, your land, your property, and your peasants! ”

Duke Robert the Bruce was stunned for a moment and said, "Didn't you say that I should come out and organize people?" ”

Old Bruce laughed when he saw that his son looked cute in bewilderment...... My son is still a child in politics.

"If you don't organize them, someone else will do it...... Then someone else will take the initiative to negotiate terms with Edward Longlegs, not you, my son. ”

"What conditions to talk about?!"

"Talk about the terms that make you King of Scotland!"

"Edward the Long Legs won't say yes......"

"My son, believe me, he will say yes! …… Just let him understand that only you can control this Scotland, that only you can settle Scotland down, and when he finds that he can't defeat you, he will promise you everything you want......"

Old Bruce laughed:

"My son, you have to learn to take advantage of others, to take advantage of situations, to use time...... It's all about becoming the King of Scotland...... You can even promise Edward Longleg first, and if you make you King of Scotland, you can pledge your allegiance to him......"

Duke Robert the Bruce frowned, asking him to pledge his allegiance to Edward the Long-legged?!

It's a disgrace for a man......

"Hehe, only the men who survive are considered men...... What is a dead man called? Hero? Bullshit! It can only be called dead......

Survive first, and then become the king of Scotland, and the situation will change in the future...... Have you heard of that man's son? ”

"I heard that he married the beloved daughter of the king of France...... I know we may not be able to call France for help in the future......"

"His son, the son of the same lineage, could be a homosexual...... Are you still worried about showing allegiance to Edward the Longlegs? ”

"His son is gay?!"

"My son, you must always know everything about your enemy, no matter how far he is from you...... Now it seems, time is on you...... Of course, now is not the time to make overtures to Edward the long-legged, because the momentum is not strong enough, and the fire of war is far from being ignited...... Edward the long legs haven't felt the pain yet......"

When Duke Robert the Bruce returned to the conference room again, the minor nobles who followed him were still discussing hotly, and no one would notice his listlessness.

He knew in his heart that everything his father said was for his good...... However, there is no passion in my heart.

His guard handed him a pipe and lit him tobacco with a match, and after a few puffs, he fell into smoke.

It was a new thing bought from the City of London, which, according to the Oriental merchants, removed the dampness from the body and made people more energetic.

It's a little more expensive, but it's nothing for the Bruce family.

Their family's ancestors are of Scottish-Norman ancestry, having followed the French "conqueror" William from Normandy to Britain, and for hundreds of years they were one of Scotland's largest nobles, owning Scotland's largest territory and nearly 100,000 peasants.

PS: Thank you for the tips from book friends Australian Lao Wu and Big Brother Xin.