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According to the city defense code of the Ruman Empire, within a radius of twenty miles from an important city, no tree thicker than a wrist is allowed to exist. {p-a-o-s-h-u-8.c-o-m}

This is to prevent the enemy from attacking, and to make punch cars, ladders and other engineering equipment from local materials.

However, this thousand-year-old empire has been peaceful for a long time, and the city of Trier is located in the hinterland of the country, which has never been affected by war. This rule has never been properly enforced.

Every spring, the funds for routine inspections have long been drowned in a large pile of old accounts, and their whereabouts are unknown.

Once, when the patriarch mentioned this kind of thing at the city hall, the grandfather of the current city defense officer, Lord Lakar, was dumbfounded.

Uncle Lakar even angrily bombarded the patriarch with words such as 'Is there such an article in the city code, shouldn't we pay more attention to urban greening?' and so on, in order to show the great and beautiful sentiment of the city keeper who loves nature and the blue star.

And what is incredible is that this turbulent speech also won a five-minute warm applause from all the participants present.

This is actually not surprising, although the brains of these councillors and senators sitting in the city hall are not much smarter than pigs, but as long as it is about their own money, their brains are quite effective.

They knew very well that once the code was carefully enforced, everyone would have to buy timber from twenty miles away if they wanted to make a fire, cook a meal, build a small bench to sit on.

At that time, inflation was not as bad as usual. Everyone's wallets are about to shrink dramatically.

As a result, there are more and more trees around the city, and the avenues are lined with greenery and greenery.

At noon that day, under the shade of a tree not far from the city gate, a wandering boy dressed as a poet lay lazily under the tree, but his bright eyes were fixed on the guards at the city gate.

Although the flow of people in and out of the city gate at this time is not as high as in the morning, it is still a traffic artery and it is still crowded and bustling.

The guards at the gate of the city stood in the sun for most of the day, and they were already exhausted, but under the supervision of the officers next to them, they still did not dare to relax, and checked the people entering the city one by one, without relaxation.

And as soon as they saw the young and beautiful girl, they immediately rushed forward with a fierce look. Then take a piece of paper and compare it carefully.

Through the open gate, you can also see the inside of the gate, a table is set up in front of the street shop, and several young people in white robes are sitting around a high-ranking priest, patting their asses wildly while keeping a close eye on the pedestrians on the road.

This made Uncle Lorraine sigh very much, how did the brains of these hooligans be trained, and they could actually do it with two hearts. It seems that the competition in the pastor industry is fierce enough.

Seeing this, he couldn't help frowning and thinking hard. The defense is so tight, but what should we do? Is it really for Vera to reveal her true identity and bring them all over? But I heard that there are also magicians in the city, closely monitoring the sky.

If this kind of anomaly happens, they will also send someone to investigate, and finally expose their whereabouts.

Just as he was thinking about it, he didn't notice that an officer standing not far away saw that he had been lying here all this time, and he had a suspicion in his heart and strode over.

The officer had been exposed to the scorching sun for most of the day, and the evil fire in his heart was rising. He walked up to him and said sharply: "Stand up~! I see that you have been sneaky for most of the day, not like a good person." What are you doing? What is the purpose of hiding here and peeking at us all the time?"

Lorraine was shocked, but on the surface she was silent, and she stood up from the ground with a reluctant expression. He patted the dust on his buttocks, and suddenly a puff of gray smoke was raised, choking the officer and coughing.

The pedestrians who entered and exited the city gate saw that there was a bustle to see here, adhering to the natural inferiority of human beings, and surrounded them one after another.

Lorraine saw that the people were almost there. Then he said slowly, "I'm a bard, and I'm lying here looking for inspiration." ”

The officer was stunned for a moment, looked him up and down a few times, and said, "Poet, inspiration, will poets lie on the side of the street looking for inspiration?"

Lorraine smiled faintly and said, "Haven't you heard of the saying 'art comes from life, and is higher than life'? Hiding in the elegant study of your own home, like squatting on a hairpit, will not be found. ”

A low exclamation came from the crowd.

The voice was like the first cry of a yellow warbler, like a delicate and indescribable beauty. Let the hearts of everyone present jump at the same time. But before everyone could look back, it was gone.

The officer was also stunned for a moment. He came back to his senses and said menacingly, "You say you're a bard, and what about your instrument? Why haven't I seen it?"

Lorraine raised the six-stringed instrument in his hand and said, "Doesn't this look like my instrument?"

When the officer saw the gourd-like instrument, he couldn't help but wonder: "Your thing is weird, is it a musical instrument? It's okay left and right, you sing a paragraph to the master. If you can't sing, be careful sir, I'll arrest you as a thief and let you, a thief with a head and brain, eat in prison for half a month. ”

Lorraine smiled faintly, held the six-stringed instrument in his arms, then cleared his throat and said to everyone: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have just arrived in your land, and I have no entanglement, so I will present a song for you here, and if you think it is good, you will reward you with two dollars." If you don't think it's good, you can reward a few more dollars~!"

The officer laughed angrily and said, "You are a strange person, why should you reward you two more if it is not good?"

Lorraine smiled bitterly and said, "No way, art is always lonely, and artists are always lonely." The more you don't cater to the masses, the less you can make money. But shouldn't people like this who hold up for art support more than everybody?"

Someone next to him shouted, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Sing a song and let everyone listen to it." Whether it's good or not, I'll give you two rewards. After all, it's not easy for anyone, so if you can support it, support it. ”

Seeing this, Lorraine hurriedly bowed deeply and said, "Thank you." ”

He held the lyre in his arms and gently ran a string note with his fingernails.

Hearing the beautiful music, everyone was shocked and fell silent.

Lorraine laughed secretly in his heart, this six-stringed piano, he worked hard to pick up girls, although later for some reasons, he gave up halfway. But it's not a problem to play and deceive these laymen who have never been before.

At the end of the melody played, he cleared his throat, then took a deep breath and sang in a loud voice: "Ori oil, chop, takmi ......"

As soon as he sang here, he immediately attracted a warm cheer from everyone.

"Go to ......"

"Go down, go down~!"

"What, the music is good. That man's voice is really rotten~!"

"Hurry up, go quickly, otherwise it's rotten eggs, rotten turnips to serve." ”

“......”

Lorraine immediately stopped, held the six-stringed piano, glared at everyone, and said, "Who are you, don't talk if you don't understand." A bunch of vulgar guys. How do you understand my noble art? ”

The crowd ignored it and scattered.

Lorraine was angry and scolded: "Bastard, you didn't give any money~!

He shook his fist and scolded at everyone's backs.

He saw that the officer was still standing beside him, and couldn't help but smile and said, "This hero, see if you are ......"

When the officer saw him like this, he couldn't help but shiver.

He hurriedly diverted the topic and said, "You can't participate in this year's Summer Banquet like this. When I go back to join an opera troupe, I can accompany others or something, and I can also have something to eat. If you're lucky, you might even get a holiday bonus or something. ”

After speaking, he turned around, as if he was being chased by something behind his buttocks, and left quickly.

Seeing this, Lorraine spat heavily on the ground, and scolded in his mouth: "What kind of broken place is this, there is no human touch at all~!"

As he spoke, he picked up his six-stringed instrument and walked down the avenue.

He didn't care, or rather, it was because the person who was following him was so skillful that he didn't notice that someone was quietly following him.

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It's off the list today, so let's collect it.

Thanks to the cowcowkiller for the tip, hehe.