Chapter 512 North County and Seitzinger
Taking out the letter opener from the cabinet, Horn sat at the dining table, opened the wax seal on the outside of the envelope, reached out and took it out from the inside of the envelope. An envelope.
Horn blinked, waved the letter opener, continued to open the envelope inside, and then took out another small envelope from the envelope.
If Armand hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that some old man from Black Snake Bay was here to give him another job.
Fortunately, this time in addition to the small envelope, there was a note written on birch bark paper in the outer envelope.
Horn picked up the note and glanced at it before realizing that it was an Earl of Northshire who asked Murat's father to forward it, and then sent it to Murat.
This is when the three-layer envelope appeared.
The Duke who wrote the letter is a respected old earl in North County, named Sechinger Ulinotz.
And his territory, Longxi Township, borders Langsand County.
The last small envelope was opened. In addition to a ring as a token of identity, it contained a text message with only a few hundred words.
While Armand was spooning porridge for Horne, Horne quickly read this strange letter whose language was sometimes vulgar and sometimes elegant.
Putting down the letter, a playful smile appeared on Horn's face.
He put the letter aside, mixed the offal leftovers from the dinner party into the rice cracker porridge, and put spoonfuls of rice crackers into his mouth, but Horn's eyes gradually lost focus.
North County is located north and east of Longsand County and is one of the five mountainous counties.
It is divided into three townships: Longxi Township, Huiwu Township and Shiya Township.
Its area is slightly larger than Langsand County, but its population is only more than 200,000, which is almost one-third of Langsand County.
The main reason for this is still that problem-the interior is mostly mountains and forests, and cultivated land is scarce.
Finally, there is a Shiya Township. The Kala Mountains within its territory are rich in grassy mountain meadows, where cattle and sheep can be grazed on a small scale.
This was originally a treasure land, but it happened to be adjacent to Angusburg in the Burning Castle Territory of the Norn Kingdom.
Angsburg is famous for its beef and cheese. They also need this important pasture. Not only do they need it, but they need more.
The people of Enos County had unique and simple folk customs, so it was impossible to spoil them. The cattle herders fought against each other every day, and in the end no one made any money.
Although the two sides are called Norns on the one hand and Norns on the other, they have almost no blood relationship.
The reason why this place is called North County is just because the indigenous tribe that originally lived in this area was called the North County.
The Norns in the Burning Fort Territory were all driven from the north by the empire's pioneering knights.
Today’s Norn Kingdom and the so-called Norn people are all spoken by the Laiya and Farlan people west of the Dragon Mian Mountains.
They are essentially hundreds of thousands of indigenous tribes from the Eastern Continent with different languages. After learning from the empire and feudalizing, they united to form an ethnic group and kingdom.
This is also why Norn lords are often not called earls, but kings. This is a title that evolved from chiefs.
The Norse tribe lived here earlier than these Norns, and they were more courageous.
Many of the Norn people were forced to convert and intermarry under pressure during the pioneering war. At least the Norse tribe survived until after the pioneering war.
But now, apart from retaining some basic fetishistic customs, the mountain people in North County are no different from the Kush people.
This Earl of Sechinger from Longxi Township is a descendant of the original chief family of the North tribe.
The letter sent this time is both related to and unrelated to North's labor issues.
To be precise, the Earl of Longxi Township seemed to be trying to share the cake. He asked to meet with Horn and was about to bring 2,200 diplomatic ambassadors to visit.
In the letter, he expected that these two thousand two hundred diplomatic envoys would be stationed at Castle Joan as liaisons.
It would be better if Horn was willing to provide them with part-time jobs. With such a shameless look, Horn probably guessed that he was jealous of Langsand County's wealth.
Right now, because Horne has confiscated the houses of monasteries and nobles in Lower River County and Langsander County, a large amount of gold coins have flowed into the market.
This means that local prices have increased, and wages have also increased.
In the eyes of outsiders, a mason earning dozens of dinars a month is too wealthy.
However, Sechinger was quite principled and did not pretend not to know, but talked about it clearly.
After all, it was the army that defeated the Imperial Company, and Sechinger did not cause trouble or cause any trouble.
"Your Majesty?" Armand reminded him in a low voice, seeing that Horn had been distracted and had drank all the porridge in the bowl, still needing to scoop it out.
“Oh.” Horn handed the letter to Armand, “Come and take a look, I’ll get two more patties, and then it’s time to set off.”
Horn handed the dish to Armand. After stuffing the meatloaf into his mouth and swallowing it, Armand quickly read the letter: "The request made by Mr. Sechinger seems a bit excessive, but he is from Meliati after all. Your Majesty, what do you think? ?”
“What do you think? Isn’t Murat also from Meliati? Isn’t he still working for us?”
"You want to subjugate this Earl of Sechinger?"
"No, I want to subjugate the mountain people of North County." Horn picked up the handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and brought the dinner plate into the kitchen. , "He fell second."
Turn around from the kitchen, Horn picked up a red paint suitcase from the table.
"Armand, go and send over the North Atlas and related notes and excerpts in the cabinet in my study."
Stuff the files on the table and a few slices of bread in the cupboard After entering the patent leather briefcase, Horn put on a woolen coat and hat.
"Want to have lunch together?" Armand on the side put the atlas into the briefcase into categories, while Horn walked to Jeanne who was still eating.
Putting a bowl full of porridge into her mouth, Jeanne didn't even raise her head: "I may have to eat with the recruits in the military camp at noon. Without me watching, they will definitely cause trouble."
He lowered his head and kissed Jeanne on the top of her head. Horn lifted the packed briefcase and took away the meatloaf from Jeanne's plate as Jeanne screamed to protect her food.
“Have everything been packed?” Horn chewed the patties and asked inarticulately to Catherine who stood up.
"It's packed." Wearing a nightgown, Catherine adjusted Horn's collar like a little daughter-in-law.
"Okay, then I'll see you off at noon." Opening his arms, Horn and Catherine hugged each other, "I'll leave the matter of Saint Lady Bank and Sugar to you."
"Don't worry."
After speaking to Jeanne and Catherine, Horn carried the box and went out. Outside the courtyard, Paslik's groom as a guard was already waiting in a felt hat.
Holding on the vertical wooden handrail of the carriage, Horn looked up at the mountains in the distance.
They are sandwiched in the middle of the field of vision by the red tiled roofs and the blue towers. The morning sun shines on the top of the mountain, illuminating half of the sky into glazed blue.
The morning mist shrouded the sun in the distance so brightly, with roosters crowing and cooking smoke everywhere. What floated in the air was the smell he often smelled when he was a child in the countryside.
The smell of briquettes.
Finally, it feels like home.
Siting on the carriage, Horn put the briefcase beside him and looked up at Armand who got in: "So, what's the schedule for today?"
"We have to go first. In the Holy Advent Hall, we need to deal with the paperwork that was not completed yesterday. There are also several army commanders from the Exorcism Court who have to report on military supplies and meet with several wealthy businessmen.
If we hurry, we have to go to the Lubyanka Monastery before noon. They say that the holy oil is finally refined. ”
(End of this chapter)