Chapter 66: A Father's Gift

Winterspring University. ()

Charlie walked through several well-groomed academies under Ivan's leadership, some of the cleanly groomed paths leading deep into the woods, and tall trees shrouded the paths like arcades, and there were many hurried people coming and going, these people wore the short clothes of a martial artist, but they were clutching large notebooks and quill pens for students. It's true that this university is a little different.

In some places, it's a big market. In the center of the college, next to the Lobida School of Mathematics, many locals carry buckets to fetch water from the edge of the cistern, where the water gushes up from the ground, and the temperature is constant all year round, sweet and thirst-quenching. However, some peasant girls did not come here to fetch water just to fill their buckets, they gathered together to look at the young students who came and went, and burst into laughter at every opportunity.

From the rest of the world, it looks like a big army camp. On a grassy slope south of Winterspring University, tents were densely packed with knights and infantry training day and night. Next to the tents, some permanent barracks are being erected, and it looks like the soldiers will be staying here for a long time.

Ivan explained to Charlie the zoning of the university, and if it was zoning, it was more about the settlements that the residents had chosen. Ever since Jill acquired the vast wasteland around it, his followers have begun to flock to it. In the end, the university was only a part of the enclave.

Some of the inhabitants here come from hundreds of artisans and their families, and those artisans have taken their relatives one after another when they discovered their future. They live next to a river to the west, and they live in the most orderly place, where everything is well kept. The artisan's family also set up some small shops to sell to the people around them;

Next to the artisan quarter were the 'ghost people' who had come out of the swamp, and it was no longer appropriate to call them so, and those had already obtained Fandra's household registration. They reclaimed a great deal of wasteland, and Martin hired an agricultural technician to teach them how to improve agriculture, but it didn't work very well, and so far their production could not sustain the self-sufficiency of Winterspring University;

There are also the Zen people, who live on the southern slope and do not have a fixed residence yet. In addition to the soldiers, there were also a similar number of scholars, physicians, and engineers, some of whom had been in the swamps, others who had fled to various parts of the continent since the destruction of the castle, and who had now gathered here after hearing about it.

Students and faculty at Winterspring University live around the school, and these areas were planned for the earliest time, and enough wasteland has been set aside in anticipation of the expansion of the school in the future.

Now Winterspring University is more or less a small, independent town, with an unsatisfactory agricultural system, and is gradually improving; And it also has a huge community of artisans who can process raw materials into lucrative goods; The White Pigeon Exchange, which moved to the port of Fendra, was responsible for bringing in cheap grain from overseas and sending the goods produced in exchange for gold coins.

If that's all there is, Winterspring University wouldn't be a place to be watched, as many of the independent estates are much larger than Jill's weak estate. The most distinctive thing about Jill's industry is that it is based on a university, which may not be advantageous in the short term, but the longer the time passes, the better the quality of the descendants of these residents will inevitably improve, and the power of education will be shown in many years, and it is not impossible to leave the entire era behind. Zen people have been thousands of years ahead of the times with education.

Ivan Bar Charlie was led to a room to the south, where through a round window he could see the Zenda soldiers coming and going outside. The soldiers were told not to enter the residential areas casually, and although Andrei repeatedly assured that the Chanda soldiers were definitely not the kind of barbaric creatures, the soldiers were in the impression of ordinary residents as terrible marauders, and it was not a matter of a day or two to change this opinion.

Jill was already waiting here, an old man had already made tea, and when he saw Ivan and Charlie coming in, the old man bowed slightly and walked towards the door, and when the old man passed by Ivan, Ivan nodded to Jill and followed the old man, closing the door before leaving.

"Welcome, Mr. Charlie," said Jill after all the people had gone, "how was it to rest yesterday?" ”

"Pretty good. The young master's hospitality is stronger than the master''''

"Young Master?"

Charlie put his hand on his left chest and bowed slightly. This etiquette surprised Jill a little: Charlie put himself in the position of a servant.

"Mr. Jill, I think you're going to come and hear me talk about my background today."

"Of course '''Yes, yes''." Jill was a little puzzled.

"Okay, let's get started."

Charlie paused, then began to tell a story.

The story follows the life of a deviant young man from Salander.

He is a blasphemer of Rhodok, he is a wholesaler of counterfeit medicines in Vecchia, he is the producer of underwater breathing potions in Nord, and he is a part-time astrologer in Swadia.

His name was Zaitsev, and he was a slave trader who took part in the plundering of the North Sea people, where he sold a group of Nords to a foreign land, where he came into contact with a woman from the Gil tribe.

For so many years, Zaitsev was not allowed to have his own heirs. This old man was cynical and had no regrets in his life. Maybe he once thought that he would have a child, this kind of beautiful dream will always make Zaitsev extremely happy in his dreams, but after waking up from the dream, he will be extremely disappointed.

An old man facing death has nothing else to ask for, and he already has no concern for the world. But at this time, he heard that in a distant place, a young man was bleeding the same blood. The news revived the withered body in an instant, and filled the already cold soul with warmth again, like a flower that suddenly rebloomed in the middle of winter, although it froze immediately after blooming.

His name is Zaitsev, he is the son of a father, it doesn't matter, it matters when he is the father of a son.

For the sake of this son, Zaitsev shed tears at the end of his life and asked Charlie to help him. At that time, Zaitsev could no longer control his trembling, and no one could tell what Zaitsev's mood was, perhaps he was feeling rejoicing at the sudden possession of a child, or perhaps he was ashamed of the disgraceful past. But none of this is known, and the only thing that can be known is that at the end of his life, Zaitsev was still thinking about his son.

Charlie even heard Zaitsev say that he had seen Gil somewhere, but by that time the old man was already in a trance, and no one knew if it was a conjecture. Zaitsev had a long sigh at the last moment, as if he was glad that he had a son and Charlie had a young master.

Charlie slowly finished the story, and Jill's expression was a little gloomy.

"Now, Mr. Jill," said Charlie, looking at the silent Jill, "I am not to call you a young master. ”

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"Less" ''Lord''?"

"You can call me Mr. Jill," Jill's voice was a little astringent, "I''"

After so many years, Jill has guessed through speculation and other people's hints that he may not be the son of old Pianwen. He was different from every one of his brothers, he had no skin red and shiny from the sun, he had no square features, he did not have a strong body--- he had only a thin and pale face, a dry, fair skin, a high nose and sunken eye sockets.

This thing is a secret that no one says, and burying it in it will always be the best option. But now, a man came to Gil and said, "You have a father." ”

After checking for a while, he felt that there was nothing more to say, so he had to stand up and prepare to go out.

When he walked out, Charlie suddenly remembered something: "That's right, Master Jill." The old man asked me to bring you a gift. ”

Weapons, armor, food, and so on. Now Jill knows that the reason why these Salanders are so active in helping him is, in the final analysis, because he has a father. What a ridiculous thing, because of his bloodline, Jill has been ridiculed for so many years, and in the end it was such a person who gave him misfortune who helped him.

Jill didn't want to talk anymore, his neck hurt so badly now that he couldn't help but pinch his neck.

Charlie saw a casual movement of Jill, then patted his cloth bag, took out a small wooden box from it, and placed it on the table.

"'''" Jill looked at the small wooden box and did not speak.

"The lord said that this medicine has a good effect on neck pain. He also wrote some recipes for conditioning by hand, and he ended up remembering your illness and asking me to bring these things to you. ”

The elder Zaitsev worked as a pharmacist all his life, but in the end, he left him the medicine that relieved his son's illness as the most important thing.

Charlie continued, "The lord said, when it rains, use a hot towel."

Charlie began to relay Zaitsev's last instructions and how to use the drugs word for word.

Zaitsev was already speaking very slowly, very hard, and sleepy at that time, but he still insisted on telling Charlie, for fear that Charlie would miss a certain step. Charlie had to nod his head and keep saying "yes", "yes", "I wrote it down".

Now, Charlie is going to tell Gil about these things again, and he is going to bring Zaitsev's last gift to Gil.

At that time, Charlie jokingly said to Zaitsev: "I said, old man, you won't sell fake drugs to your children." ”

Zaitsev gave Charlie a blank look, took a breath, and continued. Zaitsev has so much to say, it's like a father who tells his family to take care of his children before he leaves home.

Now, Zaitsev has indeed left home, and he has embarked on a path of darkness, and behind him, only Charlie can bring his last instructions and thoughts to Gil.

Jill silently looked at the small box.

Those days in the Valley of the White Dove, my father and mother, the sunny wheat field, the girl as beautiful as the moon, the frozen butterflies, the colorful snow'''

Fragments of consciousness littered Jill's head.

Lost a lover, lost a leg, lost too much, and suddenly got a father.

Charlie noticed Jill's silence and, after sitting for a while, walked out softly.

Charlie finally said to Jill, "Mr. Jill, I am your father's eyes, and I am your father's ears. I told him about you, and maybe I didn't know it too comprehensively, but the old man listened to everything with relish. Maybe you have never been together, but I feel that when the old Zaitsev left, he must have felt in his heart that you were the best son in the world, and he was the happiest father. ”

The Happiest Father''

The door closed softly.

Outside the door, there was the clear sound of a group of Chanda soldiers running and drilling'''

These days, Charlie writes letters to the people in charge of Zaitsev's estate to come and meet the new owner, while anxiously waiting for Jill's reply.

Martin wondered what Charlie had said to Jill, who hadn't been so depressed since Jona married Andre. However, there is a saying among the Nords, "depression is the ladder of a man's maturity", and by virtue of his perseverance to cross all kinds of frustrating things, people can become stronger and more able to control power.

These days, news from the South is gradually pouring in: in Vecchia, Zhivadin has fallen; The Nords, on the other hand, found that the Swadians were left in Rudaburg, and that the Swadians had hanged some men who appeared to be officers in the camp.

If the intelligence is correct, the Swadians near Rudaburg were led by their Ser Harauth, while the other force that conquered Zhivading was under the command of Prince Fidred.

What happened between them? Nobody knows.

One morning, while still asleep, Charlie heard the sound of a trumpet, and soon remembered the barking of dogs, the chirping of horses, and the shouting of people back and forth.

As soon as Charlie put on his clothes, Martin, dressed in a military uniform, pushed the door in.

"Mr. Charlie, we are ready to go south at once, and Mr. Jill has asked me to leave you a letter."

"I can go see him." Charlie said, but saw Martin's smile, and Charlie understood the smile, "He''s not willing to see me?" ”

"It's all in the letter." After saying that, Martin turned around and left, and several attendants outside the door looked at Charlie curiously and followed.

Charlie didn't know what Jill was going to do, but seeing that Jill didn't return the weapons and equipment he gave away, at least it meant that Jill didn't reject his bloodline, and Charlie comforted himself like this.

Charlie looked out the window, and there was a holy whiteness in the east, and dawn had arrived

The two-headed eagle of the North Sea is preparing to spread its wings and soar.