Chapter 223 Why does this advice sound so agreeable?
June 22, 1459, Holy Calendar.
Midsummer is coming.
The winter in Chenshuang Ridge is long, and midsummer is the sunniest time of the year there, and it is also an important festival that attracts public attention.
According to tradition, people will hold a grand bonfire dance on Midsummer Day, from day to night, and even nobles will participate.
"I heard that the God of Love often performs her miracles on the night of Midsummer Festival——"
The Jueling Mountains lie in front, with the ruins of a watchtower at the foot of the mountain, a group of stonemasons, carpenters, and plasterers. The watchtower is being rebuilt in an orderly manner.
The Argonian Sora was riding on the back of a chocobo, responsible for protecting the personal safety of the construction team. He said to Hilud beside him:
"If you catch If I confess my love to the lord this time, I might even receive the blessing of the God of Love, which will lead to a great breakthrough in the relationship.”
Hilud stretched out the scabbard, like a lecturer admonishing a student with a ruler! , knocked Sola on the head and said:
"What are you thinking about all day long?"
"I am serious." Sola said seriously, "Lord Hilud, you and Baron Yeats probably have not officially established a relationship, right? ? This is not a good thing!"
Hilud was slightly startled, looked at Sola's serious expression, nodded slightly, and motioned for Sola to continue.
Sola transformed into a military advisor and the general analyzed:
"When marching and fighting, it is important for a division to be famous, especially when it comes to courtship!"
"If you have not formally established a relationship with Baron Yeats, then in what capacity should you get along with him?" Thora asked, "Guest general? Subordinate? Ally?"
Hilud was asked Got to be a little speechless.
Although she had a good impression of Yeats, she only knew how to wield a sword and fight for more than ten years.
Love appears very rarely in her life dictionary, and its meaning is not yet clear.
For her, silently giving and protecting him was the way to express her love for Yeats.
But according to Sola, status is very important in romance.
"I... don't understand this."
Hilud paused for a moment, and said calmly as usual:
"Sora, continue talking, I'm listening. "
"If you ask me, you should take advantage of Midsummer Night to express your feelings to Baron Yeats and try to become a couple in one fell swoop."
Sola said sternly: "And this is just to prepare for the second step of the strategy, to sign a marriage contract!"
Hilud was slightly startled, feeling his cheeks heat up slightly, and looked ahead and said: "What's the reason? ?”
Sola still looked like a staff officer who was objectively analyzing the situation of the battle, stroking his chin and said:
“Don’t you already like Baron Yeats? Even I can see this? Come on, in this case, he is suitable to be your partner!”
In Sola’s view, Hilud is destined to ascend the throne of the North, and the queen’s husband is very important.
Yeats is fully qualified to become Herod's royal concubine.
Whether it is from a political point of view or a selfish point of view, Sora is very happy to hear about this marriage and wishes to match it every day!
"I..." Hilud was speechless for a moment, but the blush rising on his face was better than any words.
Sola's snake face, yellow eyes with black vertical pupils, gazed at the red-haired beauty, and sighed that Sir Hild actually had such a little daughter's expression.
Soon, Sola talked about traditional customs and said:
"Although the trend of free love has been suppressed by the church, there are more and more examples of people becoming lovers first and then entering into a marriage contract."
In this world similar to the Middle Ages, many couples spend their wedding night This is the first time we meet.
It is common sense that the engagement comes first and the relationship comes last.
However, as the belief in the God of Love spreads and concepts gradually change, the trend of free love gradually spreads in the mainland.
Sola's advice to Hilud is to fall in love freely first and then negotiate a marriage contract.
"In the current situation, if you directly propose to Baron Yeats, it is impossible for him to agree."
Sola said sternly:
"But the hope of confessing and becoming a lover... is very small. "High!"
"I... will consider it," Hilud said awkwardly.
“Don’t hesitate, Sir Hild, love is war!”
Sola advised: "The night of Midsummer is the best time to fight!"
The importance of marriage in the Middle Ages was often more important than war.
For example, the Habsburg dynasty, the most powerful royal family on the European continent and with the widest domain of rule, used marriage to expand its influence and greatly strengthen the empire's power.
The motto of his family is: "Let others start the war, and you, happy Austrians, get married!"
Seeing that Herod was still hesitant, Thora For example:
"Historical books record that the marriage of Emperor Lorraine and the Silver Dragon Queen created an unparalleled empire. The origin of this legend is the love forged between the two on the battlefield."
"What do you think of this? I already understand the friendship of Baron Yeats, but he should know better. "
Sola said: "I know that good advice is hard to hear, but you should go further regardless of your name or relationship!"
"Okay... I will seriously consider your advice. "
Hilud was in rare embarrassment and thought to himself.
Why does this advice sound so pleasant to my ears?
*
"Sled team, charge!"
Gray sat on the sled, cheering for the three sled dogs to gallop in front, sitting in her arms with the same Elated Blueberry Leprechaun.
Ever since she survived an avalanche, Gray fell in love with the sport of skiing, and the three sledding fools also placed special trust in her.
Alaska, Husky, and Samoyed ran like joy and headed toward the east of the territory.
The eastern part of the territory is close to the snow forest. Even in summer, there is still some snow that does not melt.
Looking around at the unfamiliar scenery, Blueberry said in surprise:
"Grey, how did we get here?"
"Yeats asked me to survey the road leading to If you encounter a snowman along the snow forest's march route, just kill him." Gray explained.
"Do you want to fight?" Blueberry said with a bitter look on his face, "I can't help you at all!"
"Hey, it doesn't matter, I'm so powerful now, I'm a high-level warlock!" Gray said proudly. typical.
Blueberry was stunned for a moment, extremely surprised: "You have already been promoted to the fourth ring?!"
"Not only me, but also the snowy owl who asked you for spells last night is also a fourth ring. "Gray said truthfully.
A king-level snowy owl?
Lanmei smacked her tongue vigorously, still remembering that half a year ago it was just a link, this promotion speed is so amazing!
“Oh, by the way, Snow Owl is also the goddess of magic’s choice, and was recognized by Minerva after passing the trial at Jianhe University!”
Blueberry’s brain is down.
Magic God’s Choice? Yeats' owl?
I actually taught the Magic Chosen how to learn spells!
But it makes me awesome!
There was no battle during the route detection work. Gray completed the task brilliantly, but she looked a little regretful and muttered:
"I still want to show you my skills, Blueberry... ..."
"Snowmen rarely leave the snow forest in summer, okay, let's go back."
Blueberries flew around Gray, "Oh, by the way, you will come out the day after tomorrow. Sledding? ”
"The day after tomorrow?" Gray scratched his head, "What's the big deal?"
"Midsummer's Day!"
Blueberry said loudly: "This is an important festival for you humans, even for me Everyone knows!”
“Every Midsummer Festival night is when the god of love is most active,” Blueberry said with a grimace. ~So shameless!”
“Yes.” Gray realized later and remembered that she had read it in the book, and said, “Midsummer is the holy festival of the God of Love. It is important to fall in love on this festival. Maybe you will receive a blessing from the God of Love!”
"What, who do you want to get the blessing of the God of Love with?" Blueberry asked teasingly. Gray's cheeks turned red.
In her mind, the scene of Walpurgis Night and her secretly kissing Yeats in her dream flashed through her mind.
‘Because it was in a dream, and it was too fast, there was no time to react. ’
Gray’s cheeks were filled with crimson, and she lowered her eyes coyly, with a hazy expectation rising in her heart.
'What if, not in a dream, but on a midsummer night...'
"Ouch, you're blushing~" Little Elf Blueberry smiled mischievously and elbowed Gray, "Don't be shy, who do you like? , tell Blueberry!"
"What's the use of telling you?" Gray whispered, "Blueberry can't help..."
"Who said that? "
Blueberry crossed his arms and said proudly:
"Have you read fairy tales? Fairies can cast magic on a girl, making her look more beautiful and charming!"
"This is because, on some special festivals, such as Halloween and Midsummer, on In the [Creative Field], the divinity of some gods will become particularly active."
"Elves are naturally very sensitive to the energy in the creative field, so they can borrow a small part of their divinity to display it. Time-limited magic!"
"On Midsummer's Day, I can use the divinity of Cupid to make you more beautiful, Gray, even Yeats will be moved by you!" Blueberry smiled! road.
“Hmm…sounds good…”
Gray was excited, her cheeks turned red, and she whispered: "No...how did you know it was Yeats?"
"Because Gray is really easy to understand."
Blueberry Shake He shook his head and said slowly:
“Some girls are a mysterious suspense novel, some girls are a popular love novel, and some are heroic knight novels... And Gray is a novel. Fairy tale!”
“Fairy tale?” Gray said in frustration, “It sounds childish”
"Who said that!" the little fairy Blueberry said angrily, "Fairy tales are the best!"
"You wait, wait until Midsummer Eve, I will cast magic on you and turn you into a fairy tale The princess here!" Blueberry shouted.
Gray scratched her head and said:
“Can a hungry dragon also be a princess?”
“What?”
"Nothing." Gray's cheeks were slightly red.
After spending a long time with Yeats, I understand what he meant by "complaining"!
……
Morning Frost Ridge, Sword Winter Castle.
“I have placed the form on your desk for the itinerary for Midsummer Day, Lord.”
The head maid Delphinium stood in front of the desk and said meticulously: "If you have any questions, please ring the bell and I will come right away."
Yeats nodded, took the quill, and continued to work at the desk. Mountains of documents.
Oriole has become the deputy to Derek, the steward, and has begun to help with some official duties, but many documents still have to be approved by Yeats himself.
As for the internal affairs of the castle, Delphinium kept it in order. In the morning, there were maids to serve and change clothes. You could hear the respectful greetings of "Lord" throughout the castle.
It can’t be said to be extravagant, but Yeats also experienced the life of a nobleman.
Everything has a price, and the daily expenses of Sword Winter Castle are several times higher than those of a manor located in the city center.
Yeats was thinking about whether to save a little at first, but Fercas advised him:
“The lord’s castle is related to the lord’s prestige, and these expenses are only spent on the cutting edge. . ”
“What’s more, you are a high-level transcendent and have led Chenshuang Ridge to develop to such a scale. Your body and emotions are related to all aspects, and you should not wrong yourself!”
Yeats was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. He stopped the upturned corners of his mouth and said calmly:
"Good advice is offensive... I have no choice but to accept your advice!"
The current pillar industry of Chenshuang Ridge is still mineral mining, but it is gradually transforming into processing and manufacturing industries.
Strong for resource extraction and agricultural production, this poor land is absolutely inferior to the fertile central plains.
However, processing and manufacturing industries can add extra value to goods.
Rich's advice to Yeats was to vigorously develop glass manufacturing and glass handicraft processing, which coincided with Yeats's ideas.
Yeats had already inspected the glassware produced in Crystal Valley. The quality was beyond his expectation. It was a craft-grade product that was qualified to be on the table of the aristocracy.
In this era, new churches and temples are being built one after another, and there is a high demand for glass, which will in turn promote the development of the Chenshuang Ridge glass manufacturing industry.
In fact, Yeats also considered whether to build an early banking industry based on the famous Medici family in Florence.
But the financial industry is really not what Chenshuangling can consider at this stage, and industry is the top priority.
Also.
Morningfrost Ridge's booming food processing industry, such as winemaking and cheesemaking, is what's driving the rapid rise in taxes.
However, a large amount of tax revenue was used to pay the Royal Navy fleet as "protection fees" for patrolling territorial waters, which made Yeats a little heartbroken.
"The Navy...it is not appropriate to engage in this at this stage."
Yeats rubbed his eyebrows and frowned more and more as he looked at the next report.
The letter sent by Li Xi stated that White Night City has increased tariffs on goods from Morning Frost Ridge, and the same is true for Wake Port, which will greatly hinder the development and construction of the territory.
Morning Frost Ridge's current commercial route relies on Wake Harbor on the sea and White Night City on the road, and these are Thomas' territory.
Thomas is not an ordinary person either.
Seeing that Chenshuangling has been gaining momentum recently, we immediately raised tariffs and suppressed it.
“The trade war is coming.”
Yeats’s eyes flickered.
"I think Thomas has a way to die!"
There is a way to solve the problem.
As long as we get the seaport in the eastern part of Snow Forest, we can open up a new trade channel.
The barony territory can also be expanded and become a count territory.
If you can unify the outside world, you can become an earl.
Just like a bird flying into the sky or a fish flying into the sea, it is no longer fettered!
"Before that..."
Yeats thought to himself: "Midsummer Eve is coming, and this is the holy festival of Cupid... Give music to God of Cupid, and there should be new gifts. Isn't it a blessing? "
According to tradition, Midsummer Festival is a festival where lovers express their true feelings to each other. The evening style on a summer night is extraordinarily gentle, making lovers more ecstatic than Valentine's Day in the cold February.
Yeats had a headache. Should he spend that night with Gray or Herod...
"I've had enough red tape."
Yeats was determined.
“Three people celebrate the festival together!”
(End of this chapter)