"Hey, this storm is fierce enough!" Jason looked at the water that fell like a silver waterfall outside the tabernacle and exclaimed, in fact, looking at himself, he could imagine how violent the storm had been—the water ran down his hair, the water dripping down his clothes, the water coming out of his boots, and as soon as he took a step, there was a clear footprint of water in the place where it had been—even though the ground had nothing to do with dryness.

When he came in, he reached out and wiped his face, but both his hands and his sleeves were wet, which made him frown, "Alas, alas, such weather! ”

"Brother, come to the fire!" Jenny beckoned, and then she pressed her strong hand on her brother's shoulder, and in a moment pulled him to the edge of the fire, without waiting for Jason to say a word.

The tent for the headquarters was very large, and a pit was dug in the ground in the middle, and a fire was built in it, and a small pot was set up on the fire, in which the roots and leaves of the blue grass were stewed, and the smell of medicinal herbs was strong. There was no chimney in the tabernacle, but neither Jason nor his sister were intolerant of smoke, on the contrary, they thought that the choking smoke had the ability to dispel the wind and cold.

Jason sat down on a stool next to the fire pit, and that's when he noticed that the person he thought he was there wasn't here, "Where's Madame?" Why isn't she here? ”

"She's gone to patrol the barracks."

This answer left Jason speechless for a moment, and then he muttered to himself, "Will there be enemies attacking us in such ghost weather?" If they want to touch it, they have to prevent their horses from slipping first. ”

"Foxes always come and steal chickens at night when the moon doesn't come out." Jenny heard her brother's words. Thus answered him, "He who is a thief." Bad weather is good weather for them. ”

"Hey, you're always talking to outsiders like that!" Jason yelled.

"Madame is right. Didn't you send sentinels too? ”

"Yes," Jason admitted, "why can't you speak for me first?" ”

"I'm speaking for you," said Jenny, "and if you don't approve of her, why follow her?" If it had been someone else, you would have fled a long time ago, and you would not have allowed me to come out. You can't get used to her approach, but you appreciate her in your heart. ”

"Nonsense. I listen to her because she is a lady, and if I don't listen to her, I will be whipped and you will starve. Jason snorted twice, and he looked at the small pot in front of him for a moment, and it was obvious that the herbs in the pot had been boiling for a long time, and the brown soup was bubbling and the bitter steam was rising.

He stared at the steam for a long time, but there was no one in the tent but their brother and sister. It was raining so hard outside that no one with a bit of a brain would go into the rain unless compelled to do so, so after a while he spoke again. "This lady of ours, I really can't see through her."

Jenny sat there mending clothes when she heard him say this. And she looked up at him.

But Jason didn't look at her, he looked at the cauldron in front of him. "A tall, beautiful horse (your bazaar in Turneste. You can't even find a better one in Karaman's bazaar) pulling a plow with a yoke, and that's what our lady is doing! ”

He paused, but Jenny just sat there and listened to him quietly, not interjecting.

So he continued to say what he had been holding in his heart: "Let's take this day, we have all come to the edge of a town, but she would rather teach us to pitch a tent in the field than to teach the townspeople to vacate some houses. We have such a large army, as long as we do not do excessive things, do not tear down the house for firewood, or insult the mayor in public, or insult the mayor's wife and daughter in public, the people of the town will not oppose us, even if there is an earl living in the town, he will not oppose us, not to mention that there is no count here. But she would rather teach us to pitch a tent in the fallow field next to the town than allow a soldier's foot to stick into the town. She led the army, but it was as if she were driving the flock. ”

The white steam on the cauldron became even thicker, and he could not even see Jenny, and then he heard her say: "That time, when the northerners attacked Tournest, the knights stayed in the castle, and she was the only one who ordered to come to the aid of Tournest. ”

"yes." Jason looked at his feet, he had already put those wet boots by the fire and roasted, "There are thirty-four people in all, and it's a mess to go and fight a thousand people!" ”

"The Count of Bag, who was our captive, and many other nobles, did not come to the rescue of Tournest at that time, and not only that, but they also sat back and watched the northerners burn and plunder their land, and even joined them, hey, they thought that would increase their power and wealth! They did increase their power and wealth greatly, but what about now, brother, you know. ”

"Now Count Bag is our prisoner, and Madame has such a large army under his command that even the governor of Karaman will be afraid to see it." Jason reluctantly admits, "though she doesn't know how to use it yet." ”

"Count Bibag, they know how to use it, don't they? So it's worth following her," Jenny's voice rang louder, "Oh, brother, the weeds sway in the wind, and it falls wherever the wind is strong in all directions, and it grows very fast, but when winter comes, it withers and turns yellow, and it can't survive the winter, and the oak tree never does that, it doesn't fall with the wind, it only grows to the eternal sun, but is there anything in the plant that can compare with the oak tree?" We always want our children to be like oak trees, so why don't we want our masters to be like oak trees? ”

"yes." The short chief of staff muttered, "But when the oak tree suffers, it grows slowly, and it has to go through winter snow, and pigs and deer will come to eat it......"

While they were talking like this, they heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the tent, and then a man dripping in water came in trembling, and they recognized it as the Baroness, and hastened to their feet. Give her a spot by the fire.

The baroness sat down by the fire, "The soldiers are all good. None of them left their posts, and I was worried that they would sneak into town. ”

"They have always listened to you." Jenny replied. "And my brother has already made a patrol just now, and everyone has something above their heads to cover the rain."

"That's good. Ahh She picked up a small bowl, filled a little boiled medicinal juice, poured some honey into it, and then pinched her nose and drank it, "Hmm~~~ It's so bitter!" Even after drinking, she stuck out her tongue like a dog under the scorching sun.

The two brothers and sisters looked at her sympathetically, this medicinal soup can be said to be sweet compared to the treatment of diarrhea, but in itself. It was as terrible as Aunt Hansen, and even more so as the Baroness, who was known for her lovers of good food and her mouth-picking—it was true that the Baroness's jumping showed little effect on her height, but her daily patrols, and her soldiers' meals, literally reduced her face and waist together.

When the baroness's tongue was retracted into her mouth, they heard a quiet order: "Each of you shall have a bowl." ”

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“……”

At that time, in the cloudy Earldom of Faisal, it was more and more violent. The cold winds, which were very rare in this season, blew the dark clouds together, as if a dark cloud city was coming over the Count's castle. When Count Faisal heard that an army was coming, quite numerous, and not with the king's banner. He made up his mind not to go out, and he told his subordinates that it was not appropriate to go out in such bad weather. Who would go out in iron armor when it was about to rain? He didn't meet each other, and they would have receded because of the rain. Or get stuck in the mud.

His knights praised their master's wise decisions in unison, and those who would speak out of place about the knight's honor and the like could not have a place at the earl's table. No, those reckless men will not get knighthood from the earl.

While they had closed the gates of the castle and were drinking and merry, a messenger on horseback came from each other, wearing a cross and without any armed men with him, so they let him in.

"My master wished to visit the great monastery by the way, and he was dying of illness and wanted to take refuge in the famous great monastery, and he brought all the treasures he had plundered from all the nations to offer to the great monastery to be forgiven of his sins before the Savior." The messenger knelt before the Count and said this. He had already been searched by the Earl's side, and he was indeed not armed with any weapons.

"Oh, oh." Count Faisal nodded, this speech was completely unexpected, he had no special feelings for the Grand Abbey, but the treasure mentioned by the messenger made it really impossible for him to refuse the other outright, "What you say seems to be true, but...... I have to see the treasures before I can be sure that what you say is true. Otherwise, I will not lend you the way. ”

"I'm talking about true things. I immediately reported this to my master. The messenger said this, and went back.

"It is a great honor to convert a pagan leader to the Savior." The Count said to his men, and then he saw many carts being pushed by servants on foot, and he could see that they were very heavy carts, "Well, these are the infidels who have been subjugated by the glory of the Savior, yes, if it were not for that, they would have set fire to my realm, but now they are more tame than my former people." ”

The messenger from earlier came again, this time bringing a pair of heavy, richly ornamented silver cups as a gift to the master of the road, "My master is in worse condition than before, and I am afraid that he will not be able to reach the great abbey, will you borrow your little chapel?" He didn't want to die as a heretic. ”

"Huh?"

"He wants you to be his godfather, honorable earl." The messenger humbly pleaded, indeed, that there seemed to be no more suitable man than the esteemed, pious, soon-to-be-fathered Count of Fisher, who was about to become the father of a bishop, and that if the pagan chief was destined not to reach the great abbey, but to take refuge in the chapel of the earl's house, did not mean that the Savior thought that his treasures should not be given to the great abbey, but to the chapel of the earl's house, which was already plentiful, and the little chapel of the earl's house was still very simple—the Count thought, So he smiled kindly, rarely seen even by his own sons, "This is my honor, please come in." ”

With his incorruptible tongue, he would have been able to convince the dying pagan leader that it was the Savior's will to give his treasure here. This is not difficult to do, because a person who is seriously ill is weaker than a woman.

The gates of the castle were wide open to welcome the arrival of the stranger chieftain. (To be continued......)