The gurgling water flows down the newly dug channel from far and wide, eventually spreading across every piece of land.

The newly renovated land still smells of earth.

In the distance, slaves and ploughing oxen pushed and pulled iron-studded ploughs, pushing little by little ravines out of the flat ground.

"Ah, Lord Luoming!"

When he saw Luo Ming walking out of the room and coming this way, the slaves had already called out.

As a slave, you are somewhat afraid of your master.

But there was more gratitude and praise in their voices.

It is not surprising that people have been taken into slavery, have lost their houses and land, and even have their families ruined. They had a long journey here, and although the slave traders had done everything they could to reduce the loss of slaves, they had definitely had a dark time.

Whipped, fed on dog food, and unclothed on the road with ropes......

They weren't the kind of high-class slaves to be cared for, but were sold as coolies, as long as they didn't damage their physical strength—and they were all rudely branded as slave traders, and many of the women were probably insulted...... This may even be true for some men.

Stories were told among slaves that slaves were bought and killed for the amusement of their masters, that they were made into human furniture, that they were fed raw meat to lions, and that if the lions were unhappy, they were eaten as well......

Other slaves fell into the hands of even more cruel men, and legend has it that there was a countess who liked to bathe in human blood, and a viscount who seemed to be studying human sacrifice...... As long as the matter is not too big, even the church will not track it down one by one.

For most slaves, it was a blessing to have a master who would not deliberately kill them.

As long as you don't have nothing to do to kill people, or cut off your hands and feet...... So being whipped and working until tired is already a good life for slaves in this era.

The sticks of the slave traders made these slaves accept this sad reality.

And Luo Ming's treatment of them is almost as good as that of the serfs who have served their families for generations.

Of course, the modern Virgin will definitely scold him for having no conscience, but in this era, giving slaves such treatment can be regarded as a philanthropist.

They did much work like normal peasants, and were supervised by stewards to clear their fields—but Luo Ming provided them with iron-inlaid plows and oxen. You must know that some farmers do not even have a plough for wood, so they can only plow the land by hand and struggle to survive.

In order to keep them from getting tired and maintain their morale, Luo Ming also specially allocated food from the warehouse, as well as a small amount of meat to stew into hot soup as a reward.

In order to increase their own income, they let the tenants work hard and not be lazy, and even gave the tenants what they were reluctant to eat, begging them to work kindly.

In addition, there was a small group of slaves who were responsible for cutting trees and making planks under the guidance of carpenters, which made them very motivated.

Because Lomin promised that the planks were to be used to build a house for them.

In fact, he thought that he should not leave the precious property of these gold coins out in the wind and sun.

But the slaves felt that this was already a gift—Lockin fed them and let them build their own houses, and even the peasants in the realm were a little moved.

Today, several temporary sheds have been completely erected, and new houses are under construction.

To tell the truth, the new house, Luo Ming built it like a prison in his impression, he didn't say it explicitly, but the smart man could still see that it was to prevent the slaves from escaping.

Well, the prison on the earth, if you get it here, it's already a good house.

The absence of concrete is not a big deal, and the earthen walls made of wooden planks mixed with mud, with a small amount of wooden strips and bricks, are already considered solid for an ordinary bungalow.

To be honest, although all this is not unrelated to kindness, the proportion of kindness is definitely not large.

Luo Ming has fully entered the state, and all the people he rules over are regarded as valuable possessions—that is, the perspective of the so-called shepherding of all beings.

In order for them to be able to create more wealth and generate more benefits for themselves in the future, they should not dry up now, but increase investment.

This is not the kind of era in ancient China that would explode if you didn't pay attention, there were 100,000 displaced people at every turn, and as long as there was food, even an army could pull up......

Especially in the principality, which is not old enough, human resources are very valuable, and the prosperous areas are not enough, at least in the vicinity of Miana, which has not yet reached the line of population saturation.

Thinking about these things, Luo Ming walked around the territory, and from time to time a slave or a peasant would salute him or say something flattering—Luo Ming could sense that most of them were actually sincere.

It's not easy to find hundreds of people who really support you, if they're not that fanatical, but it's extremely rare.

It is very easy for a township head, or even a county magistrate, to make others cheer, and to make hundreds of people sincerely appreciate him and support him, it is simply a dream.

Well, the time of the founding of the country is another matter.

At this moment, Luo Ming suddenly looked into the distance—in the direction of the town of Miana.

A man in civilian clothes rode a horse and galloped towards him.

"Lord Lockin, this is a letter that Lord Baron has entrusted me to bring to you. ”

He rolled over and dismounted, half-knelt in front of Luo Ming, and held a letter wrapped in oiled paper in both hands.

It's so easy to kneel, it seems that this person is probably not a soldier or a steward, just a low-level errand runner.

Luo Ming thought wildly, and with a wave of his finger, he neatly split the fire paint on the envelope in two, and then opened the envelope to check the letters inside.

"Baron, Sherlock, greets his dearest and brotherly friend, the knight Lormin, and wishes him and his realm the blessings of the gods. ”

"First of all, I am obliged to inform you that your coat of arms and banner have been made, and I hope you will come and pick them up. It was a truly gorgeous and majestic pattern that made everyone who saw it raving about it. ”

"And secondly, there is another matter, which I am anxious to consult with you, and please tell the Courier that you have time to receive me, and let him bring it back. ”

After reading the letter, Luo Ming thought for a moment, and then said to the messenger:

"Tell your lord the baron, that in two days I will welcome him with the greatest enthusiasm. ”