Chapter XXXV: The Tale of Two Kugits 25
Saglon was called out by a group of people to help cook the pot for dozens of visitors from the city. While the men were making a lot of pastry with their hands full of flour in a bakery, an inspector walked in, followed by Ruda.
Ruda walked straight in front of Sagron, "Thank you for your cooperation. β
Saying this, Ruda leaned over: "I won't tell your lord what you did as a robber. β
In this chaotic food workshop, there is a subordinate of Sagron. The man had been dissatisfied with Sagron's inaction in the face of danger last night. At this time, he heard the words of the inspection leader thanking Sagron again, and there was no suspense, he decided that Sagron had betrayed everyone. The robber slipped out quietly and explained what he had seen to a group of stern-faced accomplices.
After Ruda left the bakery, he had one of the stewards of Elinhada beckon the sundries to carry the food to the table in the open space. While Sagron was carrying a basket of bread into the field, the men who had gone out at night to hunt for Kazak came back in a band.
Standing in the crowd, Sagron saw the high-spirited second master, Sagron suddenly had a stomach twitch and nausea, and he saw that in the waist of the second master, a round cloth pocket contained something, and red blood oozed from the surface of the pocket.
Behind the second master, Saglon saw his two former captives riding forward, and when they approached the second master, the two men turned their horses' heads and let the horses step in the circle, and they talked to the second master on their horses. After a while, the two men galloped away from the castle. Unbeknownst to Sagron, my father was holding a trench coat with bloody Rhine wrapped in it.
At the end of the line, two skinny inspectors carried a long linen bag covered in blood.
Saglon washed his hands in the sink when he was done, wiped his apron on his apron, and walked home with heavy steps. When he returned, he reported to the family of the supervisor, hoping that the family of the supervisor would be accommodating to his family. The lord's steward told him that it would be useless for him to come back, and that if he only needed one dinar, he would have to pay the bill. Sagron's brothers were still at home at this time, and at night they hid behind the house at Sagron's orders, waiting for Sagron's order to rush in and chop up Ruda and the second master, but Sagron did nothing and left Kazak to fend for himself. This is a great taboo among the precarious robbersβββ turning their backs on their siblings.
When Sagron entered the house to consult with them, one of the robbers knocked him over with a punch. The other quickly closed the door. Sagron heard the scolding and the cries of his wife, and looked at the legs of the people walking around in a trance, and his head sank and fainted.
Father and Wright rode to the castle gates. A few days earlier, when his father had visited with Ruda, the lord of Irinhada had welcomed him in moderation, and had his men treat the nephew of the White Dove Valley as they had done to Dimitri. The lord's wife, on the other hand, prevaricated the meeting on the pretext that she was unwell, and my father understood from the second aunt's blunt explanation that this was the second aunt's excuse. The father didn't say much, saying that he wished the second aunt a speedy recovery.
My father spent most of the day in the village waiting for news, and it wasn't until last night that Kazak finally got ambushed, and he and Wright packed up their things and went back to the castle.
Rhine's back was scarred by the whip, his head was beaten several times, his hair was stained with blood, and it became a black lump, and Rhine's most serious injury was the horse's hoof. The hooves of a horse weighing more than a thousand pounds stepped on in the chaos were like a meat grinder, and Rhine's body was unrecognizable.
As my father tore off his trench coat and wrapped him around Rhine, Wright's words suddenly welled up in his heart: "I'm going to cut him into a thousand pieces." β
The father looked back at the second master with cold eyes, and the second master held Kazak's blue head with joy. More and more people heard the noise and rushed over. The men stood around the woods, looking at Arcadio II on his knees and the second boss with his head raised and cheering. Only Wright came through the crowd and gave my father a hand.
Ruda stood at the back of the crowd and looked at Kazak's face in the moonlight, feeling a hint of emptiness. This Kazak is an idiot who throws himself into the net. This made Ruda, who finally finished Kazak, feel no sense of accomplishment. He told his men to pack up and prepare to go home at dawn.
When my father walked into the castle with Rhine in his arms, most of the people were busy watching the complacent patrol on the grounds. Only an old groom came and took the reins of his father and Wright's horse, and usually Dimitri rode back on horseback, and he did the same. My father carried Rhine back to his room and put her on the bed. Pulling back his trench coat, he saw an extremely tragic scene, which made him dare not look any further. Wright had heard from the veterans about the tragic situation on the battlefield, and the people in those stories were more pitiful than Rhine, but Rhine was just a child, and he couldn't feel good about suffering such a great crime. He had learned first aid, and when he went out the door to have someone boil him a pot of hot water, and some towels and medicines, Wright was surprised to find that before he had finished speaking, the servants just glanced at him lightly and ignored themselves.
The father felt Wright's embarrassment, thinking that it was due to the fact that the servants felt that Wright was an outsider. So his father came out and demanded that the servants do as Wright said, much to his annoyance, that he was treated the same way as Wright. He didn't know that in normal times, Dimitri was also so perfunctory by the servants, even if it was a pot of water, Dimitri could only say that he could move a few old people who were loyal to the old lord to burn it. These servants knew that this young master and the old lord were not treated well by the lord, and over time, they also became contemptuous.
At this time, the old man who had just been outside rushed over when he heard the news, and after knowing his father's request, the old man was very embarrassed: "I have a lot of boiling water and towels, but the medicine has always been in the hands of the lord's wife, and she is afraid that she will not borrow it." β
My father was puzzled, "This is my servant." She's going to die, what's the point of getting some medicine? It's not convenient for you to say that I'm going to say it. β
Led by the old man, they walked to the main house of the castle. The old man took off his white-washed velvet hat and respectfully explained to the butler the intention of the young master of the White Pigeon Valley. The housekeeper showed a blaming look and reprimanded the old man in a low voice, but the old man nodded and apologized. My father felt more and more baffled, how could he be half a master here, just like in my aunt's house, how could there be so much trouble. So he stared straight at the housekeeper, who felt his father's dissatisfaction, looked down at the old man, and went back to report.
After a while, the butler came out and said with a blank face, "Madame wants to see you." β
Father strode in.
Across the stairs, the lord's wife heard sonorous footsteps, which made her disgusted. The boy had inherited his father's bad habit of walking and clattering on the floor, and he was not at all elegant. The lord's wife liked the children of her husband's relatives, who liked to stay at home, had a mild temper, and had a good manner, and were very aristocratic children. These people do not look polite at first, like the rude man, but after a few days mingle with a group of vulgar servants and speak in their voices.
Before he could see him, the lord's wife had already marked the young man with a symbol about equal to his father. She was so impressed by my grandfather that by my father's generation, she couldn't help but hate it because of inertia.
When my father walked into the house. The lord's wife saw her sister's beautiful blue eyes, and she felt a sense of pity; But when she noticed that the fellow had not inherited any of his mother's virtues beyond that, that kind of motherhood was fleeting.
"Second Aunt"
"You should be called, Madame Lord. This is our first meeting and should be polite, young man. β
"Uh, Madame Lord. Madame, one of my servants had been badly injured last night, and I would like to get some medicine for her. But the servants said I should inform you. So here I am. β
"Yes. That's what I told these servants to do. No grain is superfluous, and your mother should have taught you the importance of being thrifty and running a household. Your servant? Is it possible to make a special trip for a servant? β
"Second aunt??? I mean, ma'am, this servant has saved my life and protected me. I also came to visit because of her. So she's important to me. I hope I can give her treatment, second aunt, and I hope you can understand. β
"Don't be too nice to your servant, young man. These people will be thinking in their hearts about the benefits you give them. The first time you treat them, they'll be grateful to Dade, and then they'll look forward to a better second time. If you give them a second time, they will shamelessly ask for more. If you give them the same thing later, you will find that they take it as your duty and will not remember you in the slightest. And when you can no longer satisfy their desires, they will scold you in private. You see, you have done so much and still get infamy, it is not worth it. You should do your own thing instead of caring for some ungrateful people. β
"II??? Madam Lord, I don't think you know this servant. I had been kidnapped more than a week earlier. It was this little girl who helped me to survive, and I was able to survive to the end. And this time she was injured precisely because she was repaying the favor, the other party was just a robber, because she used to be kind to her, and when the robber was about to be brought to justice, she almost gave up her life to save the robber. This kind of person is not what you call unthankful. β
"It's a little girl, she doesn't know how to be scared now, and when she's old enough to have a mind of her own, and she's getting smarter and smarter, you can't count on her at all. You must abandon your own senseless kindness as soon as possible. I remember that your father and my three sisters boasted of their male role models of the South Swadiaans, who were 'hearts as hard as dried wood,' and whose blood was in your veins, and not to be as kind to anyone as your father was. β
"Madame, you have your thoughts, I have mine. I just hope that you will help me heal my servant for my mother's sake, okay? And I don't like it when you talk about my father. β
"You rude young man! Butler, take him to the pharmacy. You can watch and deal with these things in the future, and you don't need me to come forward again. β
The lord's wife has confirmed her conjecture: Huo. Arcadio the first is equal to Ho. Arcadio second. They are rude to their elders, they don't take their words to heart, they don't put themselves in the right position, and they always say something out of the ordinary and do something stupid.
The butler understood what the lord's wife meant, and after the lady had left with disdain, he led his father to a dry basement, and when he stirred a key from side to side but could not open the door, he turned back to his father and said, "It seems that the lock is broken, you can come tomorrow morning." β
My father saw through this perfunctory stage play, and his blood gushed upward. He grabbed the sly looking butler and forced him to open the door.
My father's shoulders were pinched and then pulled away from the housekeeper.
The old butler seemed to see a savior: "Dimitri is less?? Master. Help me. β