The duty of the clerk is to make small reports, supervise the city lords and lords, and search for public opinion by the way. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info it seems that this is a very good job, it is a quiet and expensive position, but the other way around, this is a job that is easy to offend people, especially nobles. The Empire had a dual charge over the city-states under its rule, with the Governor responsible for supervising the nobles and city lords within the Governor's provinces, and the Clerk supervising from below, both of which served the same purpose, both of which were intended to keep the upper echelons of the Empire informed of the dynamics of the ruling class below.

But the governor is not afraid of offending people, and it is not easy to offend people, after all, the governor of a province, even if he offends people, those nobles do not dare to really take the governor seriously. The clerk is different, the small report is typed, the empire notices, and then formally reprimands, and punishes it without pain, the nobleman who makes a mistake may lose a little face, but the clerk will be unlucky. Especially the nobles who are a little more remote, they are all lawless lords, and it is not uncommon for them to encounter an unreasonable person who directly slaughters the clerk.

Compared with the far-reaching goal of the central government in hoping for long-term local law and order, the life and death of a clerk will certainly not be taken into account.

Borson came to Ortlenburg, on the one hand, he did offend people, on the other hand, he also had his own subjective factors, he took the initiative to apply, hoping to come to Ortrenburg and become the city's clerk.

If you want to graduate from the Imperial National Secondary Academy, there is absolutely no intellectual retardation, and tens of thousands of people compete for thousands of places every year, which can be described as one in a hundred. When Borson found his ideals in conflict with reality, he quickly chose a path. It doesn't matter if the previous path doesn't work, then go another way. As a golden nobleman, no matter what situation he belongs to now, as long as he can hold on to the past, he will inevitably rise again in the future.

The road from the bottom to the top is blocked, so it can be opened by brute force from the top down. Borson didn't come here to be a clerk, he came to befriend Wren. Before he came, he had a deep understanding of the affairs of the Thorn Family, and he also found that Wren was now weak, and he didn't even have a few capable people, he believed that his ability would definitely be favored by Wren, and he would assist Wren in his rise in exchange for the opportunity to realize his ideals.

However, Wren's answer was only four short words - "Well, you go!"

Signing the inauguration, Wren put down his pen and glanced up at Boltson, "Is there anything else?"

For this "young man" who poured out his heart and lungs as soon as he came up, Wren still held a defensive mentality, which is also one of people's common characteristics. For this kind of person who takes the initiative to post it, he will not trust much, who knows what he has in mind?

Bolson opened his mouth, smart as he still chose to remain silent, he also understood his current predicament, and if he wanted to get Wren's support and trust, then he had to show something. On the way out of the City Lord's Mansion, he had been thinking about how to win Wren's trust.

Time is always spent unconsciously, especially when a person is obsessed with something, time rushes by as quickly as a torrent, leaving a full of regrets.

Rubbing his eyes, when Wren noticed that the sky outside the window was starting to darken, it was already time to finish eating.

After Wren's constant request, the dishes for dinner finally had more changes, frying and boiling were no longer the only cooking methods, and stir-frying and roasting were officially on the table. Wren also fired an old and stubborn cook, and replaced him with his young, passionate apprentice. The most important thing is that this guy is an obedient man, and he will not contradict Wren because his requirements are different from the knowledge he has received.

Braised beef with carrots and potatoes, but the simple dish has become Wren's favorite, and Celeste also likes this special flavor dish, even Afro, who doesn't eat much meat, took the initiative to eat some.

"Aphro, can you keep up with Celeste's lessons, do you want to ask a bachelor to make up for your previous lessons?", at the dinner table, when Wren was most relaxed, he paid a little attention to the private second lady of Aphro.

Speaking of which, Wren has been abstinent for a long time, and he doesn't know if it's because he has eaten too much braised beef, or if the continuous development and constant obstacles have increased his pressure, he looked at Aphro's delicate face and felt a little surprised. He had a mature soul in his young body, and he had naturally experienced those things, and he didn't want to be too busy, and Celeste was really not suitable as a subject. The little girl is only 12 years old this year, and although her body is a little advanced, she is still too young.

Aphro was a good fit, Wren shook his head with a sudden smile, and slipped a piece of beef in his mouth and chewed it.

Aphro suddenly touched her face, tilted her head to look at Celeste, and the little girl was a little puzzled, "Is there something dirty on my face?"

Celeste looked at it carefully and shook his head, "No, your skin is so white, it's so beautiful." ”

Aphro pointed at Wren and said, "Then he kept staring at it just now, as if he had bad intentions." ”

Celeste looked at Wren, Wren's face was slightly smoky, he didn't know if it was because of the strength of the wine or because he was stimulated by Aphro's straightforward words, he coughed lightly, took off the napkin on his collar and wiped his mouth, and said bluntly that he was full, stood up and turned around and left.

It's a shame to step on a horse!

Celeste suddenly understood, and covered his mouth and laughed. Living in the family of legendary merchants, she was raised by Sarcomo from an early age to be a celebrity and a tool for marriage. Growing up, he was naturally exposed to some things that were unavoidable, and Celeste certainly knew what Wren was thinking. The maids in the house, including the women sent by Alma, Wren did not touch them. Sometimes Celeste wonders if there's really something wrong with Wren.

Of course, Funkos will prove that there is nothing wrong with Rennes.

Judging from today's dinner, it seems that he has thought too much, and Wren is a normal man.

The little girl immediately pulled Aphro and bit her ear, whispering, her face flushed like a ripe fruit, tempting people to want to take a bite.

Returning to the room, Wren wrote down what he needed to do tomorrow in a notebook, took a shower, plunged into the quilt, wrapped in the quilt and turned over and over, unable to calm down for a long time.

Yes, a small newspaper reader, not valued by the leader, wasted his life in an inconsequential position. Suddenly, I traveled to this world, participated in those thrilling games, and the desire that was stimulated in my bones gradually awakened.

It's like a dream!

In a daze, the bedroom door was pushed open, and the light shone in, and Wren opened his eyes and looked at the light source.

Afro walked in in a white nightdress, closed the door, and sat down on Wren's bed in the moonlight. Wren was startled and sat up, "What's wrong?"

She behaved very calmly, nodded, her silver hair staggered from the restraints of her ears, and naturally hung down, she looked at Wren, then touched the quilt, lifted it, and got straight in, sitting side by side with Wren.

Wren was startled and made up a little space, "What's the matter?"

Aphro looked at Wren and said very bluntly, without much personal emotion: "Celeste said that you are very lonely, I will accompany you." ”

"Accompaniment...... Me?", Wren suddenly cried and laughed, "Forget it, you go back to sleep." ”

"What should I do?", Afro's expression became serious when she asked, she lived in the tribe of the black barbarians, and in the eyes of the black barbarians, she was the embodiment of the sacred, an inviolable existence. There will always be only awe in the eyes of the black man looking at her, and there will never be desire. The black barbarians also avoided Aphro when they multiplied, believing that such things would defile the gods, so Aphro was like a gilded white paper.

Wren coughed lightly, "This is not easy to learn. ”

"You can teach me, I should be able to learn, Celeste said it wasn't hard. ”

Her serious expression, her soul like a blank piece of paper, gradually ignited Wren's ** hope and curiosity. He reached out and poked Afro's bare arm, "Wouldn't you be disgusted by that?"

Aphro frowned and thought about it, and said honestly, "No!"

Wren was really interested, he changed from fingers to palms, gently held Aphro's arm, the heat of the palm spread to Aphro's arm, and also fed back the delicate and delicate touch to Wren, "So what?"

Aphro thought seriously again, "No. ”

Wren's heart began to beat so hard that he could hear it, and he slowly touched Afro's shoulder, "What about this?"

"No!"

He opened the shoulder straps of his nightdress with a dry mouth, half of the nightdress slowly slipped down, and through the moonlight shining through the window, he could even see goosebumps on her skin, "I look at you like this, will you be disgusted?"

Aphro frowned and thought for a moment, "No, why should I be disgusted?"

Wren swallowed and reached out to cover her chest, "That's it...... What?"

"I don't know why, I'm a little panicked, but I don't reject this emotion. ”

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The night passed, and Wren got up early the next morning, refreshed, and the negative emotions and stress that had accumulated in the past were empty. He moved his limbs, and when he turned around, Aphro sat up, her naked body showing no shyness or discomfort. Come to think of it, many of the black barbarians don't wear clothes when they are in the tribe. He thought for a moment and said to Aphro, "You shouldn't let any other man see your body except me. ”

"Is this a rule?", Aphro asked, "Do I have to follow it?"

Wren nodded solemnly, "Yes, you have to comply." ”