Heaven’s Intention

The end of August is the harvest season. It's a season of golden joy all over the sky.

During this period of time, the sun seems to be celebrating this joy, from the initial sultry, slowly changing to the autumn high air, the sun is very sufficient, in order to allow the crops to mature as soon as they shine .

One or two little birds flew down one after another, carefully pecked at the delicious food, and then caused the leaders to scold and spread their wings.

At this time in late August, the whole county was shrouded in a joyful atmosphere because of the harvest. The streets, empty fields, fields, and fields were full of laughter and laughter, and the county ’s leaders were full of While expecting to wait for harvest, a bumper harvest means a warm life.

Ever since the devastating disaster, the county leaders have dealt with this rare peace. They are all cherishable, and farming is also particularly motivating. The farmland that we have paid special attention to on weekdays is even more important now.

Those lords who have been extremely stingy seem to understand the importance of "human". Although they are not as human as the Tetashao lords, at least they have loosened a lot in the exploitation policy. Can help maintain their own rule.

"Kado, the harvest is good this year. Will you marry a woman with this matter?" A burly man on the field led by Rocas was working hard, and sweat dripping from him Slipped off his forehead and neck, hitting the ground with a click, hitting small puddles.

Occasionally passing by one or two leaders around him, he greeted him with a smile, because of his enthusiasm and good posture, his popularity in the small town of Rika is very good.

"Women?" Cardo stood up straight, wiped the sweat on his face and neck with the towel next to him, and smiled very honestly, but there was a touch of ordinary people in his round eyes that he would never have. Polished.

His name is Cardo, and this has been deliberately forgotten by himself. He is a professional spy in the Viscount of Tetasha, and their companions have hundreds of people.

The so-called professional spy. It was Luo Meng who came into this world and created it with the knowledge of modern spies.

These spies don't need them to fight. Secondly, they don't need them to spy. They work in various industries and report the situation in their locations every once in a while.

And every month, they will get a salary, if there is valuable intelligence, and a bonus.

Although this salary is not much, for them, it is enough, and this position can be hereditary.

"Who can marry me." Kaduo smiled thickly and continued to bend down to work.

Inadvertently, the team of the past just now has been clearly seen.

This is a group of five or six horse-drawn carriages. The carriage style is gorgeous, but there is no leapfrog decoration. At first glance, it is owned by civilians.

On top of every carriage. With the name of a certain business firm, there are several bodyguards on the front and back of the horse team riding on horses to defend them. They ride the horses and look at the appearance of the nearby leaders, very proud.

"Some people have passed by, this group of people, really don't stop." Cardo lowered his head while doing farm work, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled.

Teta Xiaoling, Panshi Town.

"What? That group of people are still unwilling?" Putting a secret letter sent by a professional spy on the gorgeous and exquisite worktable in front of him, Nick's face was a bit sullen: "Where do they end?"

"Nick, what's wrong?" Faffer came in from the outside and asked Nick's displeasure at a glance, asking in bewilderment.

Nick is an independent office because he is the first interior officer in the territory. In order to make the territory's central command system more closely coordinated, Romon built a magnificent huge building not far from his villa, with three floors, which is a central political area on the territory.

Inside is the office of every central managerial staff, and these people have moved to Panshi Town in order to better handle their official duties. Every official has a comfortable villa.

In the central political building, the defense work is very strict, and there are several posts and guards in turn to defend. The building materials of the entire building are stones, which have good self-defense capabilities. Outside the building, advanced spells, The priest and the druid united in cooperation and set up a safe formation. Can block all spell attacks below level 2.

Therefore, it is still safe to work here.

Except for low-level officials, the offices of upper-level officials are independent, comfortable, and adjacent.

"It's not that group of businessmen. When they hit a wall here, they joined forces and said they wanted to boycott us so that they could threaten us and demand better treatment." Nick smiled coldly: "Who do they think they are? Ask yourself For a moment, the treatment we have given them is good enough, which is beyond the reach of other territories. They are not content yet, saying that the island is remote, let them go, it is no different from the distribution, if they are allowed to go there to develop Monopoly rights and better treatment, how is this possible! "

"Oh, you're talking about the guys with water in their heads! How angry are they with them!" As a result of this, Faffer laughed at the corner of his mouth in amusement, and saw Nick sitting there in a somber face, Can't help walking over and pulled him up. "Let's go. Since this is the case, let Romon see what to do. Recently, he has been very leisurely. Either accompanying his wife all day long, or slipping his big eagle, he should have a headache. . "

"Well, go to him to rub the rice and eat." After hearing Faffer said, Nick nodded, picked up the secret letter on the table, and followed Faffer out.

The two of them were the top officials of Tetashao's collar, and they went out. The officials, big and small, encountered in the hallway greeted them with courtesy.

Although most of them are older than them, how can this be?

In this office location, the size of the official position determines everything.

Even when they went outside, civilian leaders saw them and still had to salute because they have now been promoted to the ranks of nobility.

They walked out of the office and parked their carriages and war horses outside. When they saw them coming out, the attendant responsible for the care came out of the side shed and asked, "Adult, you are ..."

"You are busy with us, we don't need a car or a horse now, just walk around." Faffer waved his hand and the attendant retreated.

It was very close to Romon's villa. They walked and walked to Romon's villa in a few minutes.

Unlike other officials, Luo Mon, as the master of one place, is free to decide the office location, and he likes a more relaxed environment. He moved his office location to the study on the ground floor of the villa.

The outside of the villa is still very tightly guarded. The two of them are regulars here. The guards still went in and asked Romon for advice each time before letting them in.

In the corridor on the first floor, the attendants occasionally walked through. From the perspective of their feet, these seemingly ordinary attendants were actually rigorously trained. It was only a few years of effort. The various systems that Romon secretly hosted began. It worked, which made the two secretly admire.

There are more and more hundreds of years of nobility.

This is actually shortening the process through knowledge.

"Well? Why did the two of you guys come suddenly?" The door of Romon's study opened, and without any notice, Nick and Faffer came in.

"Isn't there something yet, don't you think we are here to rub the rice again?" Turn the door closed. Nick delivered the secret letter in his hand to Romon.

Opening it, Romon nodded: "It turns out so."

In fact, when Nick received the secret letter, he received a more detailed secret letter written by the professional spy sooner.

"Does this group of people really think that we can't succeed without them? Are they too confident? Businessmen who want to open markets in my islands and territories. Some of them, since they don't want to do it, just do what they want. You go back and write a notice, according to what we agreed before, open investment, they do n’t do it, some people do it. ”With the preferential treatment given by Te Tashao Ling, there are definitely businessmen willing to go.

"Okay." Nick nodded.

"Since you are here, lunch is here, let's discuss the crops first." But they were sent to the door by themselves, and Luo Meng was looking at the autumn harvest account book. When they came in, they were very happy He pushed a bunch of books to Nick. By the way, he took Faffer and put a bunch of defenses on him, letting him deal with it in full power, and asked him not to make any mistakes. The two smiled bitterly at each other and got busy.

A few days later, the farmland began to be harvested. Sitting in the carriage, Romon drank iced juice and looked out from the small window.

Pieces of golden yellow sea swaying in the wind were really tempting. Through many days of exploration, throughout the county, the crops that grew the seeds he cultivated were very good, and they would definitely harvest.

Among them, including his own territory, the domain of the baron father-in-law Rocas, several well-paid jazz, aristocratic territories, and the territories of subordinate officials such as Nick and Faffer, what surprised him most was that and I am the oldest Viscount who is the biggest rival ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ actually in his own territory, he planted a wheat field he cultivated.

The seeds obtained by the old Viscount must be second-generation seeds obtained from others, but even the second-generation wheat seeds are definitely better than ordinary seeds.

"It seems that there really are no eternal enemies, no eternal friends, only eternal interests." Romon leaned on the soft chair of the carriage and sighed secretly.

"Haha! This year is definitely another bumper harvest year!" A car piled up with tall wheat ears passed by Romon's carriage. The leader who drove the car above smiled and bent his eyes.

"Yeah, it's really getting better every year. Only after this, is there momentum!" Someone was busy harvesting, and was also driving the car, walking across from the driver, the driver who drove on both sides stopped, and each other I chatted a few words.

The carriage carrying Romon just brushed past them and looked backwards from the small window, and saw happy smiles on the faces of the leaders.

As the lord of the place, this time is the most fulfilling. Although Luo Meng has experienced several harvest years, he still can't help but feel a little proud. (!)