Jones didn't like the slippery feel of satin, so he wore a linen top and trousers that looked a little loose.

It was also the first time he had walked around and taken off his heavy armor.

Of course, for him, it was not only the armor that he took off, but also the psychological defense on other people's territory, which made his whole person move a lot brisker.

Simple short black hair, straight and tall body, angular face, less thinking and sorrow between the eyebrows, more sunny and bright.

The ubiquitous soldiers, his own castle, and his own people became his new armor, greatly reducing the pressure on his survival.

......

Castle, central atrium.

Four people are already waiting here.

A little girl in a waistcoat and boots.

A young scholar dressed in gray burlap and wearing a necklace made of iron hoops.

Holding a helmet in his hand, Rona, a young nobleman with fair skin, Sven appearance, and some bruised eye circles.

and Carter, who has a calm complexion and a straight standing posture, and is much taller than the other three.

As soon as Jones appeared, the little girl rushed up angrily, and did not speak, but handed over the neatly folded paper with her delicate little hands, and her small mouth pursed lightly, looking worried.

Jones took it casually and opened it to take a look.

The delicate font clearly records the amount of work of each team of the quarrying brigade, as well as her assessment of the shouts and morale.

"Well, you're doing a good job," Jones nodded, affirming, the little girl did embody the distinction between nobles and commoners in this respect, and Jones had a hard time finding anything like her except for the Bachelor and the son of the little lord Rona.

After hearing this, the little girl instantly bloomed like a flower, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth was as perfect as a crescent moon.

"Can I still eat with you?" asked the little girl wistfully, her eyes seeming to be dotted.

"Yes, as long as you eat habitually. ”

"Eun, it's delicious," the little girl nodded hurriedly, her delicate curls shaking up and down.

"The first fan of stir-fry in the other world," Jones looked at her impatiently, and put a label on her in his heart.

......

Seeing that Rona also handed over the record paper, Jones saw that he didn't look at it, so he stuffed both pieces of paper to his young bachelor, and said with a sincere face,

"It's up to you to maintain fairness and justice!"

When the young bachelor heard this, his face immediately became extremely grim, like a knight who was about to be knighted, he performed a nondescript etiquette, and replied solemnly, "I will definitely live up to the trust of my lord." ”

Then he hurried out, and halfway through the run, he remembered something else, and hurried back, the hoop necklace dangling on his chest.

The young scholar's mouth tilted like a flood, and he muttered, "My lord, I have reported to the school city what you said about changing the name of the castle and the territory to Lava City, as well as the establishment of personal badges and flags. However, the school city only updates the "Genealogy and History of the Main Nobles of the Seven Kingdoms" every twenty years, and this information is reported, I am afraid that it will have to wait a little longer...... Wait another twelve years before it can be officially recorded. And the school city is recorded, and the king will not necessarily admit it. The king admits it, and the commoners don't necessarily change their tune......"

"It doesn't matter if the king admits it or not, as long as the commoners call it by this name and know that there is a new lord here. "In times of peace, the king can have many things, and the title of earl generally needs to go through the king's formality.

However, as soon as the war broke out, the feudal lord became the de facto supreme ruler of the region, and Jones's domain was granted by the Tully family, and the title of the earl was also based on the size of his territory.

"The school city will update the nobles of the seven countries, and it won't take so long to distribute it to the whole country, it will only take three years at most. ”

"Why?" asked the young maester, puzzled, who found that many times he didn't know as much as his lord.

"Because the tricentenary of Aegon the Conqueror's ascension to Westeros is approaching. "Jones didn't learn the magic occult in the school city, but he knows a lot about the family history of the so-called dragon king.

"Oh, sir, you're ...... I am," the young maester rubbed his head with some annoyance, sorry for his mistake, and muttered to change the subject, "I hope there will be some lively celebrations on the tricentennial, although there are no more Targaryens......"

Jones also ignored him anymore, his own bachelor, now he can use it okay, the basic quality of a bachelor - no matter who the lord is, he serves with his heart - also knows, that is, he is reckless, and he often talks endlessly.

He turned to Carter, who was waiting, and asked, "How's it going today?"

"The grain search team I escorted grabbed the wheat today, which is about enough for everyone to eat for two weeks, but in the future, it will only get farther and farther away and more difficult. ”

"When I was digging the river today, I stopped a lot of fish, which should be enough to eat for a while. Rhona interjected.

"There's still a feeling that there's no source of water," Jones was a little helpless, as the nearby wheat fields had been burned by the monarch killers, so that their total grain had obviously supported the maturity of the next wheat in less than half a year.

"The artisan brigade, which was still making oak shields, stopped first, and turned them all into fishing boats. Jones thought for a while and said that the main income of the Acorn Hall was all kinds of derivatives of oak, oak shields, wooden doors, chairs, barrels, fishing boats, etc., "When the time comes, not only will you fish in the nearby river, but you can also go to the Eye Lake to breed aquaculture." ”

"Tomorrow, let the food brigade collect food from far and near, and don't let those Terosi people take the lead. ”

Now the most scarce food is actually not Jones and them, but the king's land and King's Landing, I don't know how many people are crowded there, I heard from the merchants, King's Land's two important sources of food, the Riverland and the Riverbend Land, have all been cut off.

Now, if the civilians in King's Landing can find a live rat, it's a big meal.

So, the greedy Terosi saw the opportunity and hired a group of mercenaries to grab grain in the chaotic riverlands and sell it to King's Landing at a high price.

For this reason, even though there were thousands of men in the food brigade, and there was no shortage of strong men with forks and sickles, Jones still asked Carter to bring hundreds of cavalry to suppress the formation.

"Heh, don't talk about farther away, today close, we killed a few more food thieves along the way," Carter said with a sneer, he was also annoyed by this group of people.

"Well, if only the civilians could actively protect the fields. Jones said with a sigh.

But he also knew that such a thing was impossible.

Thanks to the belief in the Seven Gods brought by the Andals, and the re-consolidation of Aegon the Conqueror, Westeros was very different from medieval Europe – there were no serfs.

All of Westeros, with the exception of the Iron Islands, was very disgusted with slavery.

Jones heard Daisy say,

Her cousin, Jorah Mormont, had sold some poachers to the slave owners of Telosi in order to generate income for Bear Island, but was later discovered by Lord Eddard Stark and sentenced to death, forcing him to flee to the free trade city-state.

Otherwise, it will not be her turn to inherit Bear Island now, but will be inherited by her cousin Jora.

However, although slaves were not allowed by Westeros, many commoners and serfs were not much better off under the exploitation of the lords, so they had little attachment to the fields, and at the beginning of the war, they did not harvest the wheat, so they went to the mountains or cellars.

Now the Telosi merchants came with mercenaries to steal the grain, and even if the civilians in the fields saw it, they hid far away.

In the end, it was also a bitter thing for Jones, and the civilians in the field did not know that there was a new lord, nor did he know about his new policy towards the civilians, and he had to go around fighting fires and playing a game of whack-a-mole, chasing and killing these thieves.

......

"Why don't we talk to the Talosi?" suggested Rona seeing that the atmosphere was a little heavy.

"Do we buy our own grain back at a high price, or do we spend money to buy peace?"

Jones said angrily that what he lacked most now was money.

The cost of his daily requisition was about 300,000 copper plates, which was converted into almost thirty gold dragons, and the treasure he had collected from the former Earl of Acorn Hall was actually only enough for more than a month.

......

"Mercenaries," Jones muttered a few times, and his original disdain for these mercenaries who were 'more active in touching corpses than anyone else, and running faster than anyone else against the wind' gradually faded.

Begin to face up to the meaning of the existence of this group of people.

He thought to himself,

Originally, in the novel, the protagonist would start in the tavern, join the mercenary squad, and then lead the squad from bronze to silver and gold.

so

Why can't I set up a platform for the issuance and evaluation of mercenary missions?

Let this group of people start to help me gradually.

Thinking so, Jones' eyes grew brighter and brighter.

The management of mercenaries in Westeros can be described as chaotic.

The buyer does not know the mercenary's ability, the mercenary does not know the buyer's credibility, and both sides rely on luck.

If he really becomes the biggest middleman, there will be a lot of room for operation inside, and the 'mercenary world' is not sure.

"Like, I have to sell the land again......"