The aristocratic life was far from being as comfortable as Leo imagined. www.biquge.info In the warm afternoon sunshine, reclining on the sofa, the maid served a cup of steaming black tea, soft and sweet pastries, smelling the fragrance of flowers and plants, and enjoying a lazy life. Wake up, boy!

Those are all lies! Just look at Leo at this moment, he is already in a hurry and is about to burn out. Every day, there are endless things to deal with, either the village reports a disaster or the village needs help. Uncle Potter is now completely in a working state, and the management of Beiyuan Town is in good order, and there is one thing that makes Leo dissatisfied, that is, Uncle Potter spends all day in the castle and stretches out his hands to ask Leo for money, it takes money to repair roads, and it takes money to maintain sanitation, and he can't do anything as the mayor of the town without money.

Money!money!money!Leo was furious when he heard this, the former lord Baron Cullen used all the funds he could mobilize to hire mercenaries to resist the invasion of the goblin tribes, and now the territory is in a mess, and everywhere is waiting for the castle to send money to maintain the operation.

After Leo took over, not only did he not receive a single copper plate tax, but instead filled in the dozens of gold coins he brought, which is indeed rare for the lord to treat him like this. Of course, this is not completely without effect, at least let the inhabitants of the realm know that the new lord is a good person.

The good guy cards are neither eaten nor worn, and Leo now really understands what it means to be a hero for a penny. Sometimes, even secretly thinking about the ancestors of Kovinus who hid their armaments, what could be more practical than leaving a few gold coins for future generations?

What's even more tragic is that Li Gan, the captain of the begging army who went out to prospect, reported that although many exposed copper and iron mines were found around the territory, there was no clay suitable for firing ceramics.

This means that the porcelain business cannot continue in the territory at all, which is even more cut off a financial route for Leo, and Ney, who is located in the imperial capital, is still counting on Leo's side to transport porcelain to the past, if the goods are out for a long time, I am afraid that Ney's side will not be able to continue.

"My lord, if it really doesn't work, then I'd better lead the soldiers back to Haruna Village, although the badlands are barren, but they are really a good place to fire porcelain. Li Gan offered to return to Haruna Village.

Li Gan's proposal made Leo a little moved, but he also had some scruples. I am worried that someone who cares will follow the porcelain transportation channel to Haruna Village and discover the goblin stronghold there, which will cause huge trouble. After thinking about it, Li Ao was really forced by money to have nothing to do, so he gritted his teeth and agreed to Li Gan's idea.

The beggar army set up a porcelain kiln around the village of Haruna to fire porcelain; Olix led the Roman infantry to be responsible for the transportation of porcelain from the village of Haruna to the imperial capital; at the same time, the Cossack cavalry took over the Roman infantry and was responsible for maintaining law and order in the town; as for the defense of the castle, Leo had dismissed all the original castle guards, and the Spartan warriors were responsible for the security inside and outside the castle.

Just as Lieutenant Li Qian led dozens of begging soldiers under his command, carrying shovels, pickaxes and other tools, to march along the trade road towards Haruna Village, a carriage drove from the far side of the trade road.

Under the control of the coachman, the two tall Northland horses marched neatly and steadily, and the speed of the carriage remained even and steady, driving on the smooth trade road without a trace of swaying, revealing the coachman's exquisite handling skills.

The carriage of the carriage is made of precious iron chestnut wood, the wood is fine and strong, the carriage is painted black throughout, and the corners are wrapped with gold threads, which looks low-key and luxurious. There is a small coat of arms on the front of the carriage, and in the middle of the symmetrical ears of wheat is a blood-dripping sword, and those who are familiar with the heraldry of the nobility will know at a glance that this is a military family with a vast fiefdom, and that there were ancestors who fought and died for the empire.

When the carriage passed by the beggar soldiers, the velvet curtain that was tightly covered by the windows was lifted a small crack, and the people in the carriage lowered the curtains as if disappointed after observing the weathered beggars with rough faces.

"Uncle Duke, it looks like you're overestimating this new baron, look at the soldiers, they're like a bunch of refugees. Even the hired peasants of the small rich people in the countryside are much more decent than they seem!" A delicate female voice sounded from the car window, the voice was so crisp and pleasant that one could not help but paint the image of a young and beautiful girl in one's mind, but unfortunately her words were full of disdain for the beggar soldier and Leo.

"Winnie! How many times have I told you, don't judge people based on their appearance alone, a person's true connotation and heritage cannot be judged from appearance. A slightly old voice sounded, and although it was a lesson, it was said with a pampering helplessness.

"I don't care, anyway, according to me, this is a country bun turned into a nobleman, and it must be the old men of the Imperial Senate who have been blinded by him. The poor Nakulun family has been inherited for a hundred years, and in the end they didn't even keep their castle. The girl Winnie said with a little indulgence.

"Alas, you, you! It's just a matter of saying this kind of thing in private, and when you get to someone's territory, don't be rude, don't let people think that our Brontë family is arrogant and rude. Uncle Duke repeatedly admonished the young girl, Winnie.

"Uh-huh~" The girl snorted absently, obviously not listening.

The coachman in front seemed to be very familiar with the barony's roads, and the carriage made its way down the avenue to the castle. The two Spartan warriors on duty pointed their spears in their hands and signaled for the carriage to stop in an open space in front of the castle gate.

"What's the matter?" the Spartan warrior was, as always, cherishing words like gold.

The coachman sat in the carriage and said without even moving, "Baron Duke and Miss Winnie of the Brontë family in Silverstone have come to visit Baron Leo, please pass it on to us." ”

It seems that even the coachman of the Brontë family looked down on this tattered territory, and the spartan warrior's eyes were cold with his high-minded charity-like face: "Wait!"

With that, one of the Spartan warriors turned around and walked into the castle, while the other Spartan warrior was still standing outside the castle, his eyes roaming over the carriage from time to time, always on alert.

"How rude it is not to invite us in and wait!" Miss Winnie jumped out of the carriage with Uncle Duke's help, muttering a whisper of grumbling.