Chapter Fifty-Eight: Brother Rennes, I Will Definitely Become Your Treasure Brother Rennes!

Most of the servants in the Lord's Mansion disappeared overnight, and even the cooks and horsemen became missing along with their families. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn Ortlenburg, the meaning of missing person often means that it is dead and has become a thing of the past. Everyone in the city lord's mansion was in danger, many people didn't know what was going on, and some people knew, but they didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Wren is not like the useless lords in the past, after taking office, he is like a transparent person both inside and outside the city lord's mansion, and he is helpless against the entire city. Now Wren has great prestige and a large number of supporters throughout the city, and as soon as he gives the order, the whole city will be mobilized immediately.

In the eyes of others, Wren is a decisive character, ruthless, ruthless, ruthless, and decisive, but Celeste knows that that is only the surface.

After a war and a fight, Wren's tense nerves were finally relaxed and exhausted. The heart is more tired than physically exhausted.

Who would dare to imagine that nearly eighty percent of the servants in the entire City Lord's Mansion were bribed, and these people formed a thorough monitoring network, "replaying" Wren's every move, word and deed. What he did, who he met, what he said. What to eat in the morning, what to eat at noon, what to eat in the evening, which dish you like and which one you don't like. What habits he has, what hobbies he has, what he doesn't like to do, what special rules he has in life, etc., etc., all important or unimportant, have become secrets that are not secrets in broad daylight.

If someone with a heart gets this information, they can carry out an absolutely successful assassination.

Wren likes black tea, so he poisons black tea.

Wren likes to stand on the windowsill or balcony and look into the distance, so arrange a crossbowman nearby.

In this case, it is equivalent to putting your own life in the hands of others!

The forces that bought these servants varied, ranging from nobles from Millin City to local forces, such as Daddy Rice, Hutter, Batow, and ...... Harvey.

Whether these people are alive or dead, betrayal has become a fact, and betrayal and betrayal cannot be mistreated just because they have not caused irreparable consequences. Purging is inevitable.

Celeste, who was grabbing Wren's two fingers, looked at Wren distressedly, feeling the pressure and heat from his fingers, Wren tilted his head and smiled at Celeste. His face was slightly pale, his eyes were dark, and a shallow opening opened at the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Wren ......", Brother Wren is Celeste's affectionate name for Wren, this title is a step further than the city lord and the city lord's brother, she raised Wren's hand and rubbed the back of Wren's hand with her fair and smooth little face, "Brother, don't be sad." ”

"I'm not sad. Wren denied Celeste's point of view, in fact, it was a little sad, these purged people had been with him for more than two months, and if you ignore their betrayal, they were actually very responsible and qualified servants. It's like the chief maid, who takes care of his daily life, but at the same time, what makes people feel frightened is that behind this meticulous back, there is a cold and vicious heart.

Wren tried his best to make himself look as if he was not swayed by negative emotions, and showed a bright smile, "Don't worry, I'm fine." He pulled out his hand, inserted his five fingers into Celeste's smooth flaxen hair, and gently pressed her scalp with his fingers, and the little girl's eyes narrowed comfortably, like a lazy cat basking in the sun. "Taking good care of myself is the biggest help for me. ”

The little girl's eyes widened suddenly, and her eyes as clear as jewels bloomed with an intoxicating look, and she stared at Wren and asked coquettishly, "Do you mean that I am a burden, so that I take care of myself, so as not to drag you down, do you?"

Wren was slightly stunned, and flicked on the little girl's head, Celeste suddenly covered his head, his eyes were already covered with a layer of mist, and he was about to sell sesame oil, Wren laughed and said happily: "Of course not, you are the treasure of the Alcanian family, so you have to take care of yourself, so that I can see the most perfect Celeste at all times." ”

The mist in Celeste's eyes dissipated instantly, he sniffled, the tip of his nose shook slightly, his face was a layer of pink, and he was a little shy, but he resisted the shame in his heart and stood up. The pink princess dress with white knee-length stockings, a pair of brown round scalp shoes, and dotted pendants made the little girl look very beautiful. She suddenly shouted loudly in a trembling voice: "I will definitely take good care of myself, as the treasure of Wren's brother!", after that, she suddenly pounced on Wren's face and kissed it like a dragonfly, and the girl's soft and delicate lips were like the scorching sun of spring, melting the slaughter of winter.

As soon as she turned her head and covered her face, she ran into the distance, Wren didn't come back to her senses a little, looking at Celeste who was running farther and farther away on the lawn, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Suddenly, with an oops, the little girl fell and fell without noticing the ground under her feet, just to cover her hot cheeks. He got up very strongly, glanced sideways at Wren who was laughing, and shouted in shame, "It doesn't hurt at all!"

In an instant, the dark clouds in his heart were torn and shattered by the bright sunlight, and Wren's mood suddenly became surprisingly better. He picked up the teacup and shook it, and the thick smell of milk came to his nose. He doesn't drink black tea anymore, and a tightrope walker shouldn't leave too obvious flaws. Milk is just a drink he chooses at random, maybe the next time he drinks it will be juice, or it may be water.

His gaze swept over the butler behind him, and a green tendon popped out of his forehead.

The new butler is a familiar man, his name is Funkos.

After purging the entire City Lord's Mansion, many positions were short of manpower, and the dwarf was elected as a general, and Fontos was successfully elected as the new City Lord's Mansion Steward. For this new appointment, vonkos himself was going crazy with joy. He has been in the stable for two months, and he is about to get moldy, and he is dealing with and Qingchu all day long, and he smells of all over his body. Fortunately, hope finally came, and the slaughter behind a war allowed him to get out of this disgusting place and become the freshly baked butler of the City Lord's Mansion in one fell swoop.

In this regard, Funkos is conscientious in his work, but sometimes a little overdone.

"My lord, do you want me to give you a massage? I'm professionally trained and can make sure you feel comfortable." ”

Wren put down the teacup and glanced at him coldly, "Don't even think about it!"

The chief maid was now Emily, one of the women Alma had sent, sixteen years old, and had grown to just the right size, neither too young nor too mature, and always one could make people think. As for the other two girls, Wren had already let them go back to the West without any pain. The other two girls were actually spies sent by a nobleman from Milin City to search for and negotiate information like "swallows".

It's hard to say whether Emily and Funkos are problematic, but Wren hasn't caught their little tails, at least so far. As Ren Zi said, everyone has the right to choose, you can stay the same, or you can choose to open up a new path. I leave the opportunity to choose in your hands, and how you choose has nothing to do with me. But as a result, it's up to me to carry it out.

Give you glory and riches, or a stab in the head.

In the afternoon, Richard came to see Wren with his belly swaying from side to side. The middle and end of each month are the days for settlement. Wren is not a naΓ―ve person, and will not give up checking accounts just because he says "I trust you", which will only cultivate betrayal and will definitely not allow trust to grow. Bills lay out on the table, beads of sweat on Phonkos's head, and he kept fiddling with a one-foot-square magic calculator to pay for the entry and exit of every sum of money.

As the owner of the City Lord's Mansion, Wren sat on the side and chatted with Richard.

"Lord Castle, you don't see, now people's enthusiasm for work has been completely stimulated, and the progress of the project has been greatly improved again. Richard is full of red face, he has been a tax collector for a few years, and he is like a piece of, and anyone can step on two feet. But now, he is a big celebrity in front of the fiery city lord, and he holds the financial power of the city lord's mansion in his hands, and whoever sees him will not take off his hat and salute? This greatly satisfies the vanity of this fat man, and he feels more and more that following Wren is the smartest choice in his life.

Wren knocked his fingers on the table noncommittally, "Fast speed is good news, but you should also pay attention to the way you work, try not to hurt people as much as possible, and send people to the hospital immediately once they are injured to ensure the safety of the injured." ”

Richard showed a look of surprise and flattering admiration, "You are really the one I have ever seen, and you have never found a benevolent and virtuous lord in the history books." All nobles should set an example for you!", Richard is already considered a retainer of Wren, and it is not surprising to be called such a lord, but the word lord is too written and a bit too much to praise.

Wren nodded at him, "The sycophants are too hard." ”

Richard didn't care, his face was sincere, "Words from the bottom of my heart." ”

"How's going on with the church?", Wren asked about another thing, and before the war began, he had Richard send a letter to the church, in the name of the lord of the city. The content is to invite people from the church to come and preach, and by the way, to build the church again.

Just like a simulation game, the church also has special attributes.

With a church, there will be a resident pastor, who is responsible for not only deceiving the public with gossip and seducing the common people to believe in God, but also responsible for raising funds for the development of the church. Where do these funds come from? Some of them are donations from wealthy businessmen, and some of them are money for "medical treatment." How much is each healing, how much is the Word of Exorcism, how much is every miracle restored, there is a clear price list in the church.

No matter who you are, as long as you pay the money, they will say "God loves the world", and they will put the money into their arms while performing all kinds of magic tricks.

With these priests, at the very least, the mortality rate of Ortrenburg from incurable wounds or diseases can be reduced to a minimum.