"Okay, that's it. Ellers ...... decided on this matter, and the baron turned his head to look at his eldest son: "I will leave the matter of writing letters to these villages to you...... Tell them that this is a good craft that the territory spent three serfs for, and whoever accidentally kills it will definitely pay for it! Double the payout! ”

"Hmm...... Well, father...... "The eldest son, who had made a few strokes on the parchment, suddenly raised his head and said hesitantly, "Actually, we don't necessarily need to make them pay." ”

"Huh?" The baron frowned slightly.

"What if...... I mean...... If you want to make the herd of honeycomb-moving serfs in the village of Akri a little more stable......" said the eldest slowly, "these peasants...... Well, these lucky people of the village of Ackery are better off being borne by the stewards and village leaders of the villages below. ”

"Huh!" The baron's eyes lit up.

"In this way, the castle is still a second ......" At this point, the eldest son cleared his thoughts, and his words became more and more fluent: "These fortunate inferior people of the village of Akri have become the good craftsmanship that the lords of the village below have spent their own property in exchange, and they must be taken care of with much more care. ”

"Well, that's a good idea!" Edmund, the steward, nodded slowly.

"That's right, that's how it should be." Barles, the agricultural officer, also expressed his support: "A few serfs are just a few serfs, and compared with buckwheat doubling seeds, there is no need to mention other harvests, just the stewards and farm heads have a fair share of land, at most a year, they will definitely earn several times." ”

"Good idea. It's just ......" The water officer hesitated slightly: "If you can't see anything, you have to hand over a few serfs first, and the stewards are afraid that they will not be very happy." ”

"The order of His Excellency the Baron, who dares to talk nonsense?" The Karthusian Captain's eyes widened.

"They don't dare." The water officer spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "However, what I'm worried about is not that they dare to gossip...... Rather, if this group of bastards interprets His Excellency's kindness as looting, and by the way, vents their unhappiness in their hearts on the hands of the people who move the honeycomb, then in the end it will not delay the harvest of the territory? ”

"Uh......" Captain Carthusian stuck.

"Don't worry about that." At the critical moment, His Excellency the Baron smiled slightly, and once again faced his eldest son: "Ehlers, add another sentence when you write the letter, let them lead the serfs themselves to the village of Akri to exchange the hands of the honeycomb." ”

"Good way." "Then it's going to be fine." "It's still the Baron's thoughtfulness."

Everyone immediately praised in unison, and in the neat admiration, there was obviously a part of the flattery, but the addition proposed by His Excellency the Baron at this time was indeed a good idea: the so-called letting the village stewards and village leaders lead the serfs to exchange manpower was false, and let this group of people see with their own eyes the effect of increasing production after the removal of the honeycomb in the village of Akri is true.

See for yourself the real effect, better than any description or command.

"In that case, there should be no problem." The eldest son of the baron scribbled on the parchment scroll a few times again, and when he raised his head again, his tone was very emotional: "In a few days, Brother Praia will have almost fifty more serfs...... A few buckets of beans, what a bargain. ”

"Fifty?" His Excellency the Baron snorted: "Three for one, that's serfs for serfs!" Now they're all freedmen...... Hey, Lord Akford exchanged three serfs for a freeman with a craft in the village of Ekri, and the rumor spread, is that good? ”

"Uh......" Everyone froze slightly.

"Five!" Baron Akford tapped the table gently: "Remember to remind the steward and the head of the village to choose the stronger one!" ”

Five...... That's five......

The bureaucrats looked at each other quietly, and no one objected to the decision.

Anyway, you don't have to go out by yourself, and you don't need to go out of the castle directly...... Three for one becomes five for one, and the total number of about fifty becomes more than a hundred, which is indeed conspicuous if all of them are provided by the direct leader of the castle, but it must be much easier to distribute it to the heads of the stewards of each village. - Anyway, with the huge gains from the increase in buckwheat production, this group of guys will definitely not suffer.

"Yes, father." The eldest son of the baron scribbled on the parchment scroll again, and asked casually, "What about Lord Ros?" ”

"Two ...... It seems to be a little more, not very good...... His Excellency the Baron hesitated slightly: "Hmm...... Give thirty on the territory side, and on the parish side, you can make up at least forty. ”

"Hmm."

Everyone nodded in unison, close to but less than half of Pastor Praia's, and this was indeed a more appropriate measure.

At least forty serfs!

Hearing this, the second son of the baron, who stood beside him and basically did not say a word, Tines was eager in his heart.

When the second son of the baron came of age, even if he mixed to the worst extent, he could only get a small amount of property, which must have been more than forty serfs.

But the account could not be counted in this way, the second son of the baron divided the family, and the property obtained was a hammer sale, and the forty or so serfs that the priest of Los had now harvested were only the additional harvest of going out to the castle and the parish.

This lucky little priest is only 14 or 5 years old!

If you go out casually, you can get forty serfs, at least one-fifth of the property when you divide the family in the future, and think about the wealth in the future, how can the second son of the baron not be hot.

Tiness's eyes were hot too early.

When the matter was agreed, Baron Akford suddenly stopped the crowd, tugged at the rattle at hand, and soon the sound of "tuk tuk" sounded in the wooden door of the chamber.

Baron Akford replied, the door gently pushed open, and a servant dressed in obvious inferior clothes entered.

"Tell me what you heard this morning." Baron Akford raised his chin.

The priest Paul would do everything he could to find out what had happened in the castle, and Baron Akford had already arranged it, and in the morning, everything that happened in the church was under the watchful eye of the baron.

So, in the next few minutes, in the discussion room, the eldest son, the second son, and several other ministers heard the complete process of Pastor Paul's promise, wooing, and explanation to Wu Qingchen/Loth.

"Presiding over the church, hey......" Steward Edmund shook his head as he slowly said, "The position of Akford Church, this is certainly not just what Pastor Paul meant. ”

"Hmm." Baron Akford knocked lightly on the table, his expression was very serious: "No matter what, the church in Akford is also a formal priesthood, I didn't expect that Pastor Paul's department would be willing to pay such a price." ”

"It seems that ......" even the captain of the Cartesian Guard saw it very clearly: "Pastor Praia, in addition to Deacon Talma, the rest of the parish is also very optimistic about His Excellency Los, only a few dozen serfs, I am afraid it does not reflect the importance of the territory." ”

"What does parishing mean?"

"Are you going to grab a few more serfs who have mastered the art of moving honeycombs?"

"How's that going to work? Lord Los is obviously from Fort Akford! ”

"Trouble! Although the name is only in name, these serfs, in the final analysis, are indeed serfs of the church. ”

"Think of a way, at most add a few more serfs, and let Lord Los change his words!"

"It's not appropriate." Between the gossip, the forest officer Ba Fengte slowly shook his head: "Now it's five for one, and if you add it too deliberately, it will easily cause trouble......

"Don't always stare at one place." Baron Akford shook his head and said meaningfully, "Loth/Moore didn't come alone, Tines, tell me about it. ”

I? The second son of the baron was caught off guard by being named, and his heart jumped violently.

The opportunity was too rare to care about his father's abnormality, and Tiness's mind was spinning rapidly.

Loth/Moore didn't come alone......

Such an obvious hint, of course, the second son of the baron could hear it clearly.

Didn't come alone......

Didn't come alone......

Tines, the second son of the baron, suddenly lit up: "Father, Lord Los, and an older brother!" ”

"Not bad!" Baron Akford smiled and bowed: "And then?" ”

Brother...... Brother......

After thinking for a few seconds, Tines suddenly clasped his palms together: "The parish wants to let Lord Los's energy be put into the church, and we can also find a way to let Lord Los's energy be put a little more into the territory!" ”

"The parish threw out the name...... In this regard, we are not really unsuited to interference. However, we can give Lord Los real benefits. ”

"Father......" said Tines quickly, "I propose that the elder brother of Loth/Moore, Grace/Moll, be the deputy of His Excellency Balles, the agricultural officer, and be fully responsible for the treatment of ploughing cattle and the movement of honeycombs in the realm. ”