"Outside the nickname, Baron Hall was assassinated three days ago, Baron Lin Zheng sent someone to chase the murderer, does Mr. want to buy a newspaper? Two Copper Coins......"

Newsboys in their early teens wear suspenders and peddle newspapers on the street.

"Give me one." A blonde boy of sixteen or seventeen, dressed like a student, took out two copper coins, rolled up the newspaper he had bought, put it under his elbow, and walked around to Hor Castle.

……

The master bedroom of Hall Castle.

The owner of the room was lazily lying on the bed, and Lina sat on the edge of the bed, holding the porridge stuffed with various supplements in her hand and feeding it to the other's mouth.

The blonde boy happened to see this scene when he walked in, and there was a look of serious discomfort on his face.

Although the man in front of him saved the life of the blonde boy, the blonde boy was unhappy when he saw his sister feeding others.

Thinking that my sister can only be good to herself...... This may be a common problem when the elder brother is present.

He held the newspaper in his hand and recited: "Baron Hall was assassinated after participating in the Holy Duel...... At present, Viscount Lin Zheng is preparing to set up a righteous scanning team to completely exterminate the dark forces in the capital city of Orlandon......"

In the newspaper text he read, there was praise for Viscount Lin Zheng between the lines, saying how wise and martial he was, and how he was close to people......

Then, when the blonde boy finished reading the morning paper, his sister threw over a few blank pieces of paper and ordered: "Go to the Houshan Barracks and let Old Carl fill in these reports." ”

Who is the elder brother...... The boy couldn't help but feel sour, he found that his sister had become more and more indifferent to him recently.

Sure enough, I forgot my brother with a lover!

However, he didn't have any ink, so he nodded and turned to leave, and he was going to take the door with him, but he deliberately left a gap.

muttered: "Lonely men and widows, what kind of system, hum!" ”

Of course, he could only hum a few words.

In his heart, he still admires this "boss" very much.

At first, he didn't understand why the boss didn't let others call him a noble lord, thinking that it was the other party's bad taste.

But after a long period of contact, he found that the other party was really different from other nobles, not only in terms of surface skills, but also on the inside.

The teenager feels that he is standing in front of the "boss", not facing the employer, not the master, but the elder brother, sometimes stern, sometimes intimate brother.

The feeling made him uncomfortable at first.

It's like a donkey, without the whip that drives it, the donkey feels that the other party's hands are always empty, and even misses the pain caused by the whip.

But over time, it's really different.

This feeling made the young man who had just encountered a difficult situation feel that the other party was a trustworthy person, not to say that there was no reason to believe it, at least it was more credible than other nobles.

Especially when the injuries on the other party's body were suffered because of saving them, the softest part of his heart was touched.

In the cold aristocratic world, he was like a sun.

The only sun.

……

The blonde boy Thor held the report in his hand and walked around the castle to a newly built "non-secret" path for nearly twenty minutes.

I came to the back mountain.

It was originally an open space.

In just two or three days, the appearance has changed greatly, the foundation has been laid, and the bottom layer of masonry has been filled in on the measured and planned land.

The general appearance of the house can already be made up in the brain.

They are all one-story houses, but they are large enough and spacious enough that at least twenty large houses are quite impressive at a glance.

The blonde boy Thor swept through the crowd and noticed that quite a few people had started greeting him, and he responded with a smile.

This kind of picture was unimaginable before.

A few days ago, when he first came here, the soldiers in the barracks treated him like strangers, even wary.

Today, a few days later, however, so much has changed.

This made Thor a little confused, and he muttered, "Could it be that the world has changed when you wake up?"

No!

The world hasn't changed, the people outside are still so indifferent, they will still be wary of strangers, and only this small piece of place has changed. ”

Thor ignored the doubts in his heart for the time being, and came to the old Karl, who was in charge of the military logistics.

He transferred the numbers that old Carl recorded in a mess of daily life, and only the other party himself understood, and moved them to the report.

"Our old ...... Boss, you're all right! Old Karl couldn't help but ask as he pointed to Thor to copy the numbers.

Thor nodded, and involuntarily showed a happy smile, "The boss is recovering well, he can already eat, and he sounds quite energetic when he speaks." ”

"That's good, that's good." Old Carl couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Thor, who was concentrating on writing and drawing, heard that Carl Sr. cared about the boss, and at first felt a little peaceful, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was a matter of course.

Disobedience is because the subordinate is born against the master.

How can there be a "subordinate" who doesn't hold a grudge against the master, and doesn't think in his heart that if he has the strength to resist one day, he will definitely use his boots to kick the other party's buttocks fiercely.

If any of the subordinates don't think so, if it's not a problem with the brain, it's that the other party doesn't move his feet, but the knife.

Because of the existence of the master, let the subordinates always be a head shorter, and always let them all be equal to others, never have enough food, no warm clothes, and never have money.

The lord and the subordinate are playing a "zero-sum game".

This is an irreconcilable conflict of interests.

However, there is an exception in this world.

There is a person who does not let others call him master, does not exploit people, but makes their quality of life continue to improve.

At this point, Thor gradually understood why Zhuping Hall didn't let them call him "Master".

Because he's really not a master.

After Thor finished his report, he took his leave from Old Carl and passed by the barracks.

At this time, he found that after the soldiers finished their "walking and running training", a group of people, under the leadership of Na Da and Na Er, began to help move bricks and walls very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, a wall was faintly formed.

Thor had never seen such rapid efficiency.

He had read in school books that slaves were ignorant and ignorant, and that only by teaching them with a whip could they know how to work and that they could create value......

However, the scene in front of him impacted his three views.

The efficiency of the soldiers' swift movements was much higher than the desperate whipping behind the slaves.

"It's never been taught in books! Why is that? ”

Thor walked up to a soldier who was a little older than him with doubts in his heart and asked, "Big brother, why don't you rest for a while when you see that your tired face is covered with sweat?" ”

The soldier glanced at Thor as he came out of Old Carl's house, thinking he was "one of his own."

So he replied seriously: "Little brother, you are asking this question so strangely, we are well fed and warmly clothed now, and we need a good house to live in next, what's wrong with selling more strength?"

Besides, the more effort we sell, the more comfortable the place we will live in the future, isn't it normal to work hard? ”

Thor continued to ask, "Boss Hall didn't use any conditions to force you, so you can rest completely!" Isn't it human nature to be lazy? ”

"What is not natural? I don't understand these either, and I finally have the opportunity to eat and clothe, so why don't I cherish it? What if Boss Hall doesn't want to hire us? ”

The older soldier was a veteran who had taken odd questionnaires, so he wasn't surprised by what he said to Thor.

Thor was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer, so he asked instead, "What if the other nobles want to hire you, give you better terms, and make you betray?" ”

"Ha, haha." The older soldier suddenly laughed, patted Thor on the shoulder, and said calmly: "Other nobles dare to say that, do you dare to believe it?" ”

Can you believe it...... Thor kept repeating the phrase in his mouth.

Can you believe it? He couldn't believe it!

He even wanted to give "himself a few slaps in the face for asking such childish questions."

Trust other nobles?

His father, who was once an employee of the Hall family, betrayed because he believed in the benefits offered by the nobles, and the result of the betrayal was the brutal murder of the nobles.

"I shouldn't have asked such a question!" Thor left silently with his head down.

The elder elder glanced at the other party, then withdrew his gaze, beckoned to the other soldiers, and said with a smile: "You guys slow down in your hands, leave me a few bricks." ”

This group of soldiers has not read, they do not understand the big truth.

I don't understand what exploitation is, and I don't know what oppression is.

All they know is that they are well fed and warmly clothed now, and no one yells at them except for training.

After daily training, their top boss Na Dana 2 can also get along with them like brothers.

There is no repression in the past.

For this group of new recruits and veterans, what is wrong with putting in the effort to maintain a better life?

Not only that, but whoever dares to let them go hungry again, and who dares to bully those who make them live well, is their enemy, and they will risk their lives to defend this hard-won food and clothing.

This is the most unbreakable "community of interests".