The sun is setting, and the sunset burns the sky red.

An evening breeze blew and carried away the rolling heat.

On the north side of the hill, under the bluestone cliff, nearly a thousand people breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.

The tinkling sound doesn't stop until the sun rises, and it's not only the place where the labor is the greatest, but also the danger of being stoned.

Donkey carts and ox carts drove piles of skull-sized rocks to the south of the hills.

Boom and boom.

Although the river digging brigade is hard, it is much easier than their quarrying brigade.

There are also some strong women who can carry oak in the river digging team, and those who remain here are all men with excellent stamina.

Of course, their wages are also twice as high as those of the river digging brigade, and there are a total of two knight places in a thousand people, which is one more than the other brigades, which is very difficult.

......

The thrashing sound of "pop, pop" sounded.

"Hurry up, don't try to be lazy!" the soldier from the north shouted loudly.

"My lord, my lord, I want to see my lord. The man with the anklet, who was whipped with a whipped shouted.

"Still want to see the lord?" said the northern soldier disdainfully, while the whip whipped him again, "I didn't hang you, I was already merciful." ”

Hearing the word 'mercy', the civilians next to them nodded almost unanimously.

The lord is indeed a good and merciful man.

You know, everything in the realm is the property of the lord.

Civilians who caught two rabbits in their territory were punished with more than fifty lashes, or chopped off a hand, hunted an elk, or even hanged.

And these black market merchants, not only did they not pay taxes, but it was later discovered that the armor had been stripped from the corpses of Lord Jones's domain.

In this way, the lord did not hang them, but let them repay them with their labor, which can be said to be very merciful.

"Fuck you kindness," a dozen black marketeers with ankle chains wanted to cry without tears.

The golden dragon that the black knight asked them to compensate for was enough for them to knock stones until they were a hundred years old.

Provided, of course, that they can live that long.

"What a black heart!"

......

"Kuimu, if you don't get me out, I'll give you out! Damn, if you are offered out, and you can survive, the Black Knight will really be the Virgin. ”

A black marketeer with an anklet, seizing an opportunity, finally couldn't help but threaten when he passed by Kuimu's side.

At this time, the dark-faced big man in the outer city, with his upper body naked and only wearing a short breeches on his lower body, wiped the sweat on his face without tears, and threatened weakly,

"Don't do anything stupid...... There are still people above me, and if you confess me, we will all be destroyed...... Also, do you think you have illegitimate children and mothers-in-law, don't we really know? ”

If it were usual, the irascible Kuimu would have kicked it over, but now he is too tired to speak loudly.

Labor makes people feel calm, and that's probably the truth.

"How long will it be?" asked the black marketeer with the anklet, unwillingly.

"It's coming, it's coming...... Do you think I don't want to end sooner?" said Kui Mu as he gasped for breath, complaining helplessly, "I'm the head of the outer city, and now I'm throwing rocks here, do you think I'm happy?"

But he did not dare to say this, for the man above him, Lord Sir, was now as tired as a dog.

Quimu glanced at Lord Jazz not far away, and suddenly felt much more comfortable.

Usually, these noble knights, when they talk to themselves, don't even look at them once, and now they are not like these untouchables, naked with their upper bodies, wearing breeches, shouting the slogan "everything obeys the command of the lord", sweating like rain?

"It's so comfortable," said Quimu, glancing at Lord Jazz's embarrassment again, "more comfortably than fucking ten prostitutes." ”

It's more pleasant than miserable.

......

A low horn sounded, and Quimu was about to cry with joy.

This is the clarion call that represents the end of labor and the time of dinner.

"At last the day is over, and I have to go to the brothel in the evening. ”

The vast majority of the adults in the outer city were 'recruited' by the Black Knight and joined various brigades: the River Expansion Brigade, the River Digging Brigade, the Quarrying Brigade, the Food Hunting Brigade, the Food Brigade, and the Artisan Brigade......

However, there are some people who are not forcibly recruited, and that is prostitutes.

This made Quimu a little incomprehensible, but that didn't stop him from envious of them.

So, he decided to torture them at night.

Thinking so, his steps were much lighter, and then he pretended to join the team that carried the last donkey cart, and when he reached the end of the quarry, his eyes were rolling and he was sweeping around.

"Where's my Ravenna?"

It was here that he found Ravenna yesterday, as if she were talking loudly to her daughter.

However, now only sees Ravenna's daughter.

The little girl wore a white shirt with a corseted waistcoat and long leather boots that held the lower ends of her pants tight.

Seeing Kai Ruilin's strange outfit, Kui Mu frowned, "Women should wear skirts, and when I become your father, I must teach you how to be a qualified woman." ”

......

Carrilyn pursed her lips, and with a quill she carefully lit the passing carriages, and then wrote on the paper for a while before she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the little hand folded the paper neatly and carefully stuffed it into the pocket of the vest.

After doing these things, a look of joy welled up on her face, and her fair face was a little ruddy, which looked even more lovely.

She stepped on the stirrup, shook her slender thighs, sat on the back of the jujube red pony, and said excitedly,

"Little Red Run!"

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, the little girl's delicate curls were raised high, and the red pony ran around the hill like a nimble elf towards the castle on the hill.

Like its owner, as if in a hurry to meet someone.

......

Harrenhal,

Its walls are so thick that when you walk through the gates, you'll think you're entering a cave.

In the dim light, the little dwarf strode in front and asked casually, "Has Rorimer solved it?"

There was no sound coming from behind.

"Okay, I know I'm talking nonsense, but don't I want you to say more?" said the little dwarf a little helplessly.

"Call me when you kill. The one-eyed young man behind the little dwarf replied with words like gold.

"Timei, I appreciate your reticency, so there are some things I let you do, not let the loud and noisy Xia Ga do it, but I think you should communicate more with your employer......"

Tyrion began to understand and reason again, and spoke.

He didn't notice, though, that when he said 'employer', the one-eyed young man's face suddenly twitched.