"My lord, I don't have anything in my house, and it's so filthy, so don't stain your shoes." Florence pleaded, knowing he couldn't let Carl into his home.

"Haha, I don't feel dirty about my people's homes, don't worry, who can lead me the way?" Karl shouted.

There was a commotion in the crowd, but soon a peasant stepped forward and said, "My lord, I know where Florens' home is, and I can take you there." ”

"Then I'm bothering you." Carl said.

The peasant looked flattered and energized, and in a moment the crowd came to Flence's house, a very simple farmhouse, which Carl could tell had not been cleaned for a long time.

"Where did this wheat come from, can you sit down and explain it to me?" Karl grabbed a handful of wheat grains and asked cheerfully.

"That'...... That's me...... It's my own lord......" Flens's face changed as he finally said this with a shudder.

"No way, Florence is lazy, his land is not taken care of at all, how can there be a wheat harvest!"

As soon as his words came out, he was questioned by the onlookers, and in the face of those questions, Ference's face became more and more ugly.

"It seems that my people have told the truth of the matter, Ference, what else do you have to say?" Karl asked.

After being drunk like this, Ference's face turned pale, and he finally lowered his head and confessed his crime.

"Very well, the truth of the matter has been found, then I declare this matter over, and I now sentence Furance to compensate Laura for all losses, and also pay a cow as compensation!" Karl loudly declared that he was determined to assert his authority.

"But my lordship, I don't have a cow ......at all," Ference said with a bitter face.

"Then go and work for Lola, and when you do enough for a cow, you'll be free." Karl snorted coldly, he was very dissatisfied with this deceived guy.

"Long live the lord! Long live the lord! ”

"Long live Lord Karl! What a wise lord you are! ”

The peasants saw that the matter was settled, and that the verdict made them happy, and they could not help shouting, and it was only at this moment that they somewhat recognized Karl.

Carl nodded in satisfaction, it was the first thing he had done when he first arrived.

Juliana behind her looked at this scene, and finally recognized Carl in her heart, although Carl is the lord here, but in Juliana's opinion, she is simply a guy who came from heaven to snatch the results, she just can't object, but now it seems that maybe Carl is not a bad person.

On the way back, Karl suddenly thought of something and asked Juliana, "Juliana, isn't there a court in my manor?" ”

Juliana paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "My lord, we don't have a court, because we can't find a judge. ”

Karl suddenly realized that in this era, judges are scarce, first of all, there are very few literate people, let alone people who know the law and have enough brains, such people are generally the children of the nobility are qualified, because only the children of the nobility have the ability and the conditions to learn words and law.

The reason why Carl is literate is only because the original owner of this body was forced to read by Baron Dias when he was a child, Baron Dias has valued these since he was a child, although the Black Thorn Village is very poor, but Baron Dias also struggled to build a small library with Bibles and other books, and he will read one or two when he is fine.

But even so, Pine is still very reluctant to learn, and Carl has that interest, which is why Pine seems to be a little brainless......

Carl couldn't help but have a headache, he couldn't find a suitable candidate for a while, the only literate person in his entourage is estimated to be Berg, but he holds the position of treasurer, and there are many things in the manor and village that need him to manage, he can't be free, of course, Juliana is also literate, but as the steward of Silde Manor, she will not be much easier than Berg.

"Maybe I should ask my father to come to his side?" Carl thought about it and had an idea.

He didn't know any noble children, so he could only hope that Baron Dias would recommend him.

"In addition to the question of judges, there is also the question of law...... "Karl pondered, the aristocracy had absolute dominion over their fiefdoms, which naturally included legislative and judicial powers.

The current law is actually very confusing, or very imperfect, and Carl must sort it out, and then bring up some laws that can be used in the future.

After making up his mind, he immediately returned to Syldeburg, after all, his territory was almost inspected.

"Juliana, prepare ink and paper for me." Karl commanded.

When Juliana retrieved the items, Carl was at odds with his work and immediately got to work.

Juliana wondered what he wanted to do, so she stayed behind her and watched, Carl clearly had no intention of letting her avoid it.

"Need a letter from a judge?" Juliana saw the opening letter and muttered to herself, it seems that Lord Sir takes the question of the judge very seriously.

It's just that the letter was finished, but Carl didn't stop for a moment, and continued to write on a different piece of paper.

"It's in ...... Codification? ”

At first, Juliana didn't understand it, but as Carl wrote more and more, Juliana finally understood what Carl was doing.

Juliana wonders if Carl wants to settle some taxes in this way, but a closer look reveals that each one is quite reasonable, even if it is not enough.

"Do you pay attention to reasonable laws, it seems that this noble lord is really different." Juliana thought to herself.

In this way, one person writes in front and the other looks at it, as if it is boring, but Juliana reads it with relish, at least it is much more interesting than reading the Bible.

As the night wore on, Juliana yawned, and Carl paused for a moment before saying, "Juliana, you don't have to stay here, I don't have anything to do with you, go and rest." ”

Juliana was indeed sleepy, so she did not insist on staying, and since Carl had allowed her to rest, she went down.

Karl added oil to the lamp, and watched the written code thicker and thicker, and a sense of sacredness arose, knowing that in the future, the people of his territory would live according to the provisions of this code, and he was making rules!

Of course, he knew that the code must be very imperfect, and there would be many problems when it was actually implemented, after all, even if he thought that the code had not been tested in practice, no matter how well it was written, it would be in vain.

And he doesn't think he's a god, what he wrote is completely suitable for this era, but these are small problems, he wants to structure the framework first, and then let the judge find the problems in the implementation process and correct them one by one.

"After the Codex is done, there are still plans for the plan...... "Karl pondered, and after this day's inspection, he found that the village of Sylde still had a lot to offer, at least the planning was very bad for him.

Not to mention anything else, he has to arrange the toilet, God, he really can't bear it, although he, a nobleman, can still use some places with this toilet function, but others, open defecation is considered light, he doesn't want his territory to become a paradise for bacteria, although no one knows what bacteria are.

But plague and the Black Death don't matter if you know there are bacteria or not.

"There are also living areas and agricultural areas to be separated, and mixing together is too much of an efficiency problem, and there is also a lack of commercial existence......"

He finally knew what it meant that the manor economy that he had seen in the textbooks before was closed, and that it was almost isolated from the outside world, and that there was generally no communication, and that the people in the manor were fed through this kind of agricultural activity.

"There's not even a Chamber of Commerce here that doesn't provide me with a trade ...... There is also the question of trade goods. Carl squinted, the closest chamber of commerce to the Sylde Manor is also in the town of Javier, more than twenty kilometers away, if there was a car in the previous life, it was naturally not a big deal, but in this era...... There is a high probability that the people over there have never seen anyone here in their lives.

The road here is not a good road that has been repaired in the previous life, the road here is rugged and bumpy, and it will be blocked by mountains every minute, but it is very difficult to walk.

"By the way, the road, the road still needs to be built!" Carl will never forget the famous saying: "If you want to be rich, build roads first!" ”

He tore through the paper on the side and listed the things he thought of to do, and soon the dense regulations were all over the paper.

Looking at the mountain of work, Carl suddenly felt that becoming a lord didn't seem to be so easy.

Of course, if it is those nobles who come to enjoy and do not pay attention to the development of the territory at all, they can indeed live a very chic life, but Carl is different, not to mention that he doesn't want to mix, even if he wants to, about seventy or eighty kilometers away from Sylde Manor, that is the territory of the Flo, and the Flo people who hope to plunder will not give him too comfort.

Although the Flo people have not cared for this manor in recent years, who can guarantee that it will always go well?

And a big reason why I didn't care about it before was because at that time this was the territory of the Earl of Lens, and there were soldiers stationed all year round, and now when the news that the lord here has been changed reaches the ears of the Flo people, those Flo people may not be able to bear their temperament.

Carl shook his head, this was not to be considered now, he had to finish the task in front of him first.

In the dark of the night, the whole Syld Manor was silent, only the soft moonlight covered the building, which seemed to dye the village and the manor a touch of silver, through the window of Seldeburg, you could also see the oil lamp gently swaying the flame, and a figure crouching on the desk writing something, this is a beautiful picture......