Light and Darkness - Pitt Michael (mobi reader .TXT) 📗

　　 A large open space has been formed outside the castle, piled with fine iron ore as high as a hill. Next to the storage yard is the original coolie camp. Now the coolie camp is no longer the smelly garbage pile of the past, and the five-row simple wooden houses have replaced the original pig dens. The campsite was very neat, and a stream of water surrounded the campsite. Several coolies are doing the cleaning in the camp.

　　When the noble youth are not in the territory, the production of mines and smelting workshops is the responsibility of the gold dwarf apprentices. Tovler, who was conquered by Rogge, is responsible for managing the coolie and the purchase of an application, and is the nominal manager in the territory. Doyle is responsible for defense and training, but of course this is temporary. Once the thieves are trained, he will take Qiwei away. But Roger didn't plan to let him get away like this, talent is rare! But there were many big things to be done in front of me, and the fat man had no time to think about what method would make Doyle go wrong. From then on, he could only trust himself.

　　 But there is always a way, this Roger is confident.

　　After turning around in the territory, Roger and other nobles were very satisfied with this thriving territory.

Rogge smiled and said to Franco: "Although this Tofler is yin, bad, and afraid of death, it is really a good man for financial management and housekeeping. Before reading his report, I always felt that it was an overstatement. Misreported, but concealed a lot of things."

"Hey, it's not because of you? You forced him to frame Ian's old guy, and now he has to turn to us. Otherwise, if we announce the facts, he hasn't been chopped by these fierce mountain people. ?"

　　 "Hey! You remembered it wrong, but that's Kate's idea! Don't put everything on my head!"

　　 "Is there a difference between one more and one less?" Franco sneered.

　　Roger thought for a moment and said, "That's the case."

　　 Soon, Princess Floya’s car and the Clark Chamber of Commerce convoy arrived at Sellersburg. Floya and Benjamin were very surprised by the prosperity of Sellersburg. Somehow, Floya has put on a tight-fitting hunting suit and put on a red magic cloak. She had just got off the carriage and immediately let the bandits who were training in the square next to them look straight. Although they were repaired by Doyle for two months, they were still thieves, and a few bold ones whistle at Floya. Doyle was so angry that he ordered the people to go out, ready to make them remember.

　　 Floya, Benjamin and Roger were all arranged to rest in the main building of the castle. The squadron leader Paulus of the Golden Lion Cavaliers and the five squad leaders, as well as some other important figures of the Chamber of Commerce, also lived in the main building. The caravan personnel and the "Dragon and Beauty" knights had to be wronged in the former thief's house. After some hesitation, they finally settled down. Benjamin and Floya couldn't take care of the rest, they rode and followed Roger to visit the entire Sellersburg.

　　 When I visited the smelting workshop and mine, it was almost dusk. Floya looked at the very lively coolie camp not far away and suddenly became interested. "Where is that? Let's go over and see?" She asked half-heartedly as she leaned over to Roger.

　　Roger hurriedly took a step back and bowed: "His Royal Highness, over there is the coolie camp of the territory. It is the most humble and filthy place. His Royal Highness is noble and is not suitable to go to this place."

Floya stared at Roger with watery eyes, and asked with a clear smile: "Why are you always hiding from me? Do I look so terrible? You let Elder Benjamin judge! Huh. Is that a coolie camp over there?" It seems to be very clean, go and see! I have decided." After all, she galloped towards the coolie camp. Rogge couldn't stop him, so he had to follow him. Benjamin smirked and followed behind the two without any hassle.

　　 At this moment, the coolies have returned from the mine and it is time to eat dinner. In the open space in the middle of the coolie camp, four large iron pans have been standing for a long time, and the hot soup in the pan is tumbling, pouring out a quite tempting aroma. More than 200 coolies are lining up, holding a variety of utensils, waiting for a few chefs to distribute food.

A tall, fat man filled a spoonful of food in a coolie basin and shouted loudly, "You hardworkers! Can work in Sellersburg, and can serve Lord Roger." Mining is already a great blessing! You are here, not only full, but also meat! This evening, there is a whole pig's hind leg stewed in the soup! Change to a different place, this Don’t you ever want to know what it is like in your life!"

He poured a tall juvenile basin full of food while continuing his high-level talk: "Now you can not only eat meat, but also sleep in a house that does not leak rain or wind! Look at how thin you look. If you leave here, you can only sleep in the pig's nest and drink things that the pigs don't eat every day! As long as you work hard, no one will get whip! You may even get sick and have a doctor! Doctor! You guys are already better than many free people!"

"For you, here, Sellsburg! This is your paradise! But don’t think that this is your comfort zone forever! Whichever works hard, and who has the strength to keep it will be sold. Go to the mine in the Principality of Ron! When you get there, you will know what regret is!"

　　The fat chef yelled loudly, his mouth whizzing, and he didn't even notice that a few people were looking at him with interest. Tovler, who was busy in the coolie camp, suddenly found Roger and others sitting quietly in the distance. He hurried all the way to the trot and chuckled, saying, "Master Lord Roger, uh, and this lady and this adult, how did you come to this place! It's really not suitable for receiving you!"

　　 Freya asked, "Are you the housekeeper of Selesburg? What are you doing in the coolie camp?"

　　Tovler looked up and saw the vulgar face of Floya. Although he was over fifty years old, his head was still dizzy. He replied, "Er, this noble lady... The villain is trusted by Lord Roger, and manages the coolie and daily expenses in the castle. The little guy goes to this coolie camp every day to see Has anyone been injured or ill, is there enough food to eat, and what else needs to be done."

　　 Furya asked a little strangely: "The coolie is cheap, if the manpower is not enough, wouldn't it be a good idea to buy some more?"

Tovler also froze for a moment, and replied: "This is what Lord Roger ordered, and the villain just acts according to Lord Roger's orders. If the wisdom of the adults is like the moon in the sky, the villain is just a firefly. Little People only know that what Lord Roger ordered has always made sense."

　　 Furia looked at Roger, and there was a tendency to come up. Roger quickly stepped back two steps. Floya smiled and asked Roger: "Why do you use these coolies so well? You can buy a lot of coolies with this money?"

Roger replied respectfully: "His Royal Highness! The villain had seen these hard labors too hard before. I thought that we are all God's people. The villain hopes that the glory of God can bathe everyone in the territory, so I instructed Tofler gave them a better meal and a better life."

Floya looked at Roger with straight hair. She snorted disdainfully, knowing that she couldn't tell the truth from Rogge's mouth, so she didn't care about the fat man. Anyway, there will be opportunities to repair this annoying fat man. Finally, he got rid of the annoying nobles of the Principality and was free to go out and play. How could he not find more fun? Right, that is it! Be sure to repair this fat man who has been disobedient!

Tofler heard the words "Her Royal Highness Princess", and her spirits trembled, and her body shook with excitement: "His Royal Highness Princess! She is Her Royal Highness Princess! She actually asked me! Her Royal Highness actually asked the old Tovler! Oh !My Lord!"

　　 Benjamin thoughtfully looked at the neat coolie camp, the neat raw ore piled beside the campsite, and the coolie's face, expression and movement. After a while, he said to Roger: "Master Roger, your territory has less than 200 people, but the mine output exceeds that of a large mine in the Principality of Ron that uses 500 grueles. It seems that you are very unique. Where! I can come to Seelersburg this time, and the harvest is not small, hey, the harvest is not small!"

　　 At this time, the coolies had noticed that there were a few big men coming here, all their eyes were focused on the figure of Floya for a moment. The little Keren who rode on the chestnut purebred horse seemed to bring a fresh breath to the entire camp.

　　 A coolie suddenly ran out of the team, several guards were taken aback, and they were too late to react, and let him rush over. The coolie rushed towards Floya. Tofler hurried forward to block, but was pushed aside by him. Floya, Roger, and Benjamin sat down immediately to see who was coming.

　　 The coolie rushed to Floya's horse and knelt down sharply. He looked up and said in a very pleasant voice: "This noble lady, you must be a marquise! No, it is a princess! No no, you must be a high princess! Your beauty is Moon Moody Nothing can compare! Ah! My noble lady, my benevolent lady, you can’t bear to watch your fanatical followers live a lifetime in the coolie camp! You will definitely save me, Karl May, a poor bard. of!"

　　 "Karme? A poet?" Floya looked at this coolie with interest. He was in his twenties and had a handsome face. The eyes are very charming blue-gray. Judging from his complexion, the life of the coolie camp was obviously pretty good.

　　 "Roger, there is a poet in your coolie camp!"

Karl May turned to Roger again: "You are Lord Lord Roger of great wisdom? Oh, thank you Lord, I finally met you today! I, Karl May, are willing to contribute my wisdom and knowledge to you! As a Great, wise, and visionary nobleman, you must need me! You will find that putting Kalmy in the coolie camp will be a great loss of your property!"

　　Carmel continued to use his poem-like language to describe how his talents, his knowledge, and coolies were an insult to his poetic identity. Floya has lost interest in him. She turned her horse's head gracefully and turned back to Roger: "I'm tired. I have to go back and change my clothes. See you at dinner!" Carols such as "My Angel" and "My Goddess" were left behind.

　　 As soon as Floya left, Rogge's face was immediately covered with frost. He stared at the minstrel knelt on the ground and said coldly to Tovler: "Tovler! What's the matter with this inexplicable poet?"

"Sir Rogge, he is the second batch of coolies bought in the territory. When he first came, he just worked quietly. Who knows that he will continue to say to other coolies about equality and freedom. For this, The villain has slashed his whip fiercely. You know, the villain has only beaten a total of two coolie whips,