167. The Duke of the Duke's ability to do the house

A well-dressed and well-dressed group walked through the streets of Almac. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Van, Alicia, Silver, Nagi, and Philip left the castle and walked towards the place where Leon lived.

Instead of riding in a carriage, they chose to walk at Van's request. (To stall for time, to avoid work)

Of course, being able to see the street scene up close instead of just looking at it is also a good idea for Nagi, who has been away from his hometown for a long time.

As previously mentioned, the streets of Almac are formed by a main road that runs through the city and a number of small side roads.

It is a small town in the middle of nowhere, backed by the great cliff of Bilimas, and the traffic is extremely inconvenient, so of course it does not have the bustle of a commercial metropolis like Boer, where there are neither neighbouring shops, nor bustling docks and bazaars, and there are few caravans to trade.

The murmuring water shimmers brightly and flows unhurriedly into the distance, the yellow leaves fall into the water, and then embark on a leisurely journey to other cities. Everything is as soothing and calm as the rhythm of the city, which is the atmosphere of Almac.

The inhabitants of Almac blend perfectly into this atmosphere, they are modest, peaceful, walking in the city, there is no loud noise, there is no fierce flow of people, everyone lives a leisurely and relaxed life, and compared with Pol, although the people here are less enterprising, they seem to be a little less motivated, but everyone seems to have a faint sense of satisfaction and happiness.

As they walked down the street, the colors on their group were much brighter, unlike the civilians in their dull costumes.

In this era, dye was still a high-priced luxury, and at the same time, the effect was not good, and it faded easily, so for the common people, that kind of beautiful clothing was both luxurious and expensive, and it was not easy to keep money-losing goods, although there was no special decree, but basically only nobles and big merchants and the like would choose brightly colored clothes.

Naturally, therefore, wherever they were, a vacuum of more than 10 meters was vacated, and occasionally a passing carriage would suddenly come to a sharp stop, and a well-dressed fellow would emerge from it, bow down to the group, and then order the carriage to maintain a humble enough speed to leave honestly.

The civilians on the street saw this scene, although they carefully kept enough distance from this group of people, but this was more of a kind of common people's necessary respect for the superiors, there was no cowering alienation, there was no hatred and hostility in the eyes, this calm, natural attitude just shows the identification of the people here with the nobility.

"I love the city, even if it's a little smaller. Philip looked at the surrounding scene, nodded and said, "It's a good place, it seems to be very well governed." ”

"Hmph, that's of course, don't look at who is the lord here!" Fan's nose curled: "If you can't even do this kind of thing, won't the Duke Ben's work that is so busy that it is almost squeezed out of it be done in vain?!

"What an achievement. Philip said sincerely.

"Even if you flatter me, I won't give my sister to you!!"

"Is that so, what a pity......" Philip smiled helplessly.

The group crossed most of the street before coming to the place where they had fought Mad Father Anderson before.

Construction appears to be underway here, with workers filling in potholes in the ground and paving the road.

It was the aftermath of the battle, and though Van had considered sending the bill to the Templar, the thought was immediately stopped by Alicia.

The battle with Father Anderson can be said to be a personal act of the priest, and this is not against the Templar, but against the priest's personal battle, such a conflict will not cause any big storm even if the Templars know about it, but if you do such a bastard thing as sending the bill to the Templars, it will become a conversation between Almac and the entire power of the Templars, and in this way, things will become complicated.

Almac obviously couldn't afford to antagonize the Templars, so the best way to do this was to bury it carefully, and the two sides tacitly kept a low profile.

"Have you already started to do it, these are farmers from Osh......"

Looking at the construction site from afar, Van asked Alicia beside him.

"That's right, the farm work over there is over, and the peasants who have finished harvesting are sent here in batches to do their labor. ”

"Have all the wages been distributed?"

"No one dares to determine, after all, there are still Sister Serra's subordinates watching. ”

"Although there is a surplus of tools in stock, it can't be squandered, after all, it's all iron, one less penalty is ten, send me this regulation." ”

"Understood. ”

"Three days and one rotation, tomorrow...... Hmm, I remember that the villagers of Klettu came here to take their place, and then the men of Tár, and that was almost done, by the way, was that embezzler from Tár solved?"

"Today's document contains specific provisions for dealing with the agricultural and pastoral officer. ”

"It's really troublesome, wouldn't it be nice to let the kind of mongrel that increases my workload die the whole family, and in addition, Tal's labor will be exempted, after all, if I was bullied like that, it would have been reversed a long time ago, this time give them a grace, let them rest, change Fuwa, last year they escaped because they didn't have a job, and they must make up for it this year."

"Understood. Alicia pulled out a pamphlet and wrote something on it.

"It's the Smith Chamber of Commerce that is in charge of the materials, although it's my own person so I quoted the lowest price, but this is the first time to cooperate with them after all, and I have to find an old person in charge here to keep an eye on it, and let Guy's old man do it, is it okay?"

"Lord Guy is an old minister, you have to respect him. ”

"Tsk, I'm a duke, the person with the highest status, and I'm the one who wants to be respected!!"

Philip on the side was dumbfounded.

In this era, the general process of a liege's work on his own domain should be like this.

First of all, find a dog-legged man, tell him what he is going to do, and then throw him a bag of gold coins, of course, if you want to go to the treasurer to collect it.

Then, sit back and wait for the results.

If you can occasionally inquire about the progress of the project, talk to the dogleg, throw him a bone or something, and speed up the project a little, then you can be considered a good lord, and if you personally inspect the construction site and have the ability to meddle in specific affairs, such a lord can even be called wise. But such a thing as the little duke in front of him, who controlled all the work in every detail, even the condition of the workers, the condition of the tools, and the source of the materials, had never even heard of such a thing.

What a terrible talent, to the extent that even a small road building project can be controlled to such an extent, from small to large, to what extent does this duke have control over the whole of Almac?

During the days of living in the castle, I could often hear the little duke's roar complaining about the huge workload, and Philip laughed at this, originally thought that it was just an unreliable little duke's shirk of work, but now it seems that even this kind of small project has to spend so much energy to manage, and even every detail is clearly remembered, so what kind of workload is it to control the entire principality?

And the Duke of Almac, who has been complaining all day long, but is still able to complete all the work perfectly, and Miss Alicia, who assists the Duke and has an even greater workload, how far has their internal affairs become?

It seems that they themselves don't have any self-consciousness and take this for granted, but from the perspective of others, even calling these two people monsters is not an exaggeration!

Philip had to look sideways...... (To be continued.) )