Wen Lin turned her head with feeling, her eyes met, and she smiled lazily.

"What are you looking at, Your Majesty?"

The wind blew the robes of the two of them and rubbed the robes slightly, Visia withdrew her gaze from Wen Lin's face, and a wanton smile appeared on her lips,

"Look at you... the tree behind you,"

The maple tree that stretches in the night is a beautiful sight no matter if you look at it from a distance or a close up.

Following Vicia's line of sight, she turned her head again, Wen Lin smiled suddenly, took Vicia's hand and walked into the maple forest.

There is a gravel-paved path in the maple forest, and there are piles of dead grass and rotten leaves next to the path. If the two walk side by side, it is too narrow.

Wen Lin handed the lamp to Vicia and motioned her to go forward.

Frowning lightly, she didn't say a word, and Visia couldn't help but hug Wen Lin's waist and took her into her arms.

There was a light fragrance that was as clean and lingering as the night wind suddenly infiltrated into his breath.

Seeing Vicia's suddenly vivid eyebrows, Wen Lin resisted the urge to get out.

The posture of being held in her arms was very uncomfortable and awkward. Wen Lin took a steady breath before walking forward with Vicia.

"Your Excellency, you can't see anything in the maple forest," Vicia chuckled, raising the corners of her lips, and a heart-shattering light settled at the end of her eyes.

Outside, there was a fire on the battlements, which was enough for the two of them to see the scenery of the maple forest, but as soon as they walked in, the fire was blocked by the dense branches and leaves, and it was pitch black.

While speaking, Vicia turned her head sideways, her red lips pressed against Wen Lin's ear, and her hot breath fell on the side of her neck.

Wen Lin tried her best to remain calm, tried her best to ignore the strangeness on the side of her neck, leaned back slightly, tried to distance herself a little, and replied,

"Your Majesty let go first, just wait for me for a while,"

Whenever Wen Lin made a big move, the hand around her waist would silently increase her strength.

Unwilling to push Visiah away as rudely as before, Wen Lin moved her body and explained to her in a warm voice.

Leaning over, she picked up a strand of Wen Lin's hair that was hanging on her shoulders, and then backed away.

Vicia asked, "What do you want to do?"

Wen Lin didn't say a word, just stuffed the lamp into Vicia's hand, and then turned around and kicked the tree trunk next to her. In Vicia's surprised eyes, several ups and downs disappeared into the dense foliage.

The rustling sound of the branches and leaves rubbing against each other came at the same time, and occasionally a figure could be seen dancing among the tree crowns.

Without making Vicia wait for a long time, Wen Lin fell with the maple leaves that were blown away by the wind, and stopped lightly in front of Vicia.

Wen Lin held a handful of flames in her hand, a flame made of the brightest maple leaves.

Extending the picked maple leaf in front of Vicia, Wen Lin said with a low smile, "Your Majesty Vicia, you can see now,"

Her lips parted in surprise, Vicia wanted to say something, but she stopped.

Taking the maple leaf, Vicia lowered her eyes to look at it, and after a while she looked up at Wen Lin, "Thank you, I like it very much,"

Wen Lin was inexplicably shy by Vichy's gaze, but fortunately, the light was dim, and her ears that were quietly hot were hidden in the night, making it impossible for people to see anything.

After coughing twice on purpose, Wen Lin turned her head and walked back first.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, go back,"

Vicia looked at Wen Lin who couldn't hide her hurried steps, shook her head and laughed, and then chased after her.

After leaving Fenglin, the two walked side by side again, but they didn't say anything along the way.

As usual, she sent Visia back to the bedroom, and Wen Lin turned around and went back to the room.

Vicia found a piece of cloth to tie the maple leaf branch, put it on the desk, and sat in front of the desk to watch it for a long time.

Mrs. Yaz came in to serve Vicia and went to bed, saw the maple leaves on the table, and asked to pick her up,

"Your Majesty, do you want to put it in the vase?"

Before Mrs. Yaz's hand touched the maple leaf, she heard Visia's urgent shout, "Don't touch it,"

The tone was a little anxious, not at all like Vicia's usual calm demeanor.

Mrs. Yaz was shocked. The candlelight in the room was dim. She couldn't see Vicia's expression clearly. Just as she was about to apologize, she heard a restrained voice.

"Ma'am, go down and rest,"

Mrs. Yaz took another look at the maple leaves on the table before leaning over to leave.

The next day before dawn, Wen Lin took a "face screwdriver" and left Wang Ting, leaving a few line drawings of long skirts before leaving.

"Your Majesty, Your Excellency Wen Lin wants us to ask, which one do you like best,"

The long skirt styles on these line drafts are very strange, but the simple and smooth lines are hard to deny its beauty.

Vicia thought for a while, took out a line draft of a slim long trench coat, and handed it to the maid beside her, "This one,"

According to Wen Lin's instructions, the maid took the online manuscript and sent it to Wen Lin's mansion.

Wen Lin, who had arrived at Yinhe Village at this time, was checking the farm tools made by the carpenters one by one, which completely matched the requirements on the drawings.

The carpenters and blacksmiths, who were already nervous, breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Wen Lin's satisfied nod.

Wen Lin said happily that she would give everyone a silver coin.

The craftsmen who were paid every day shook their heads and refused, "Lord Lord, we can receive a lot of salary every day, this is what we should do,"

What they said was sincere. For a lord as generous and benevolent as Wen Lin, there is absolutely no other person in the entire Golan except here.

They are very satisfied with the current life situation, and they are grateful and grateful.

Wen Lin smiled indifferently, insisted on rewarding them, and assigned tasks. In the next six months, she would concentrate on making farm tools, and the more she could do, the better.

Brown was agitated, and Your Excellency Wen Lin only had 1,000 acres of land. What are you doing with so many farm implements?

Asking incomprehensibly, Wen Lin picked up the cotton cloth to wipe her long fingers clean, smiled lightly,

Silky stern, "Of course I'll exchange it for money,"

Now, except Wen Lin, no one knows how much intensification and large-scale production will change. She will fundamentally touch the deeply entangled interests of the nobles in Golan.

All plans will be exposed sooner or later, and the nobles, who will always be driven by profit, will not let her go easily.

Before the real change is completed, she will become a thorn in the eyes of all nobles, a thorn in the flesh.

This is the path Wen Lin chose for herself, a path destined to die.

Before she really broke her face, Wen Lin was more than willing to make excuses with them.

Seeing the light smile on Wen Lin's face, an indescribable coldness suddenly came up Brown's back, he shivered a bit, and said uncomfortably,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, why do we start winter farming?"

Wen Lin walked outside the house. The muddy roads in the village were replaced by smooth and solid stone brick roads. The foundation of the entire village had begun to take shape. Within two months, the village would definitely not be able to recruit people.

And his own cultivated land still needs to be ploughed and drained, and the time is obviously too late.

"Your Excellency Brown, there will be no winter farming this year, let's wait for next spring,"

"what,"

Brown suspected that he had heard it wrong, and under Wen Lin's determined gaze, he silently closed his mouth.

I thought that Wen Lin would take advantage of the winter farming to make money back from the losses, but now it seems that Wen Lin has no meaning at all.

This time Brown really didn't know what Wen Lin wanted to do. No matter how rich the duke was, she wouldn't be able to last long according to her handwriting.

As if she didn't see the worry in Brown's eyes, Wen Lin said indifferently,

"Lord Brown, who is the best tailor in the capital?"

The topic changed too quickly, Brown was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses and said, "The tailors in the Chengnan clothing store are recognized as the best in craftsmanship. Whenever the nobles attend the banquet, they will find the tailors in the south of the city to customize or modify their dresses."

After instructing some small details, Wen Lin disappeared like a gust of wind at the entrance of the village.

As soon as she entered the mansion, Bessie handed over a line draft.

Wen Lin took it and looked at it for a while, her lips curled into a smile, the composition was a slim-fit trench coat with a stand-up collar, and it had a bit of British style, which was very suitable for Vicia.

However, Wen Lin didn't go to the tailor's shop for the first time, but instead asked people to find hazelnut oil, castor oil, and almond oil.

After fiddling around in the kitchen for a long time, Wen Lin and Namanr looked at the honey-colored transparent object in Wen Lin's hands in surprise, with a blooming flower inlaid in the middle of the object.

Namar stepped forward and asked in surprise, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, is this soap?"

Wen Lin smiled and replied, "It's soap,"

"It's amazing,"

Wen Lin and Namaner looked incredible. Soap was a very common thing in the royal court, but what Wen Lin made was unusual and looked very precious.

Cut the soap, put it into small wooden boxes that have been prepared in batches, and then move it into the warehouse of the manor.

After doing all this, Wen Lin took Bessie and Namaner to the tailor's shop.

Rare is the most expensive, and this is the truth wherever you do business.

For the nobles who have always been extravagant, the more gorgeous and rare things, the more they are willing to pursue them.

Transparent soap is just an insignificant stepping stone.

There are three ready-to-wear stores in the south of the city. At this time, there were not many people in the store. Bessie and Namaner thought that Wen Lin wanted to buy clothes, and reminded,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, your clothes should be made to order by tailors, they will be very happy,"

The tailor-made garments made by nobles, although more troublesome, can also get more rewards. Tailors like to take orders from nobles.

Wen Lin smiled without saying a word, just led Bessie and Namar's family to watch, focusing on the details of the corners.

One of the important reasons why the discussion about Wen Lin in Wangdu was difficult to calm down for a long time was that the newly appointed Wangdu guard seldom showed his face.

This aggravated Wen Lin's sense of mystery, but her unique oriental appearance and outstanding temperament were very recognizable.

Therefore, as soon as Wen Lin got on and off the carriage, it attracted the attention of many people.

Everyone watched her walk into the clothing store, both curious and surprised. A few bold passers-by pretended to be customers and followed Wen Lin into the clothing store.

Does Your Excellency the Guard Officer still need to buy clothes by himself? They have never seen a big noble set foot in a small clothing store.

There was a sudden increase in the number of people in the ready-to-wear store. The store owner, who thought the business was coming, greeted him with a smile, but he saw that everyone was watching and not buying, and they looked in the same direction intentionally or unintentionally.

After seeing Wen Lin's appearance, his eyebrows twitched, and he came closer, tentatively shouting, "Your Excellency the Guard,"

Wen Lin nodded politely in response, this was the last ready-to-wear store she visited, and the one she was most satisfied with. Wen Lin picked up a fancy dress and asked, "Sir, I want to know who made this dress. Is the tailor there? Can I invite her to my mansion to make some dresses?"

"Of course," Wen Lin's friendly attitude made the shop owner flattered, and she was both surprised and delighted, so she hurriedly agreed.

Seeing this, the others were stunned. The newly-appointed His Excellency the guard seemed completely different from the majestic and indifferent image they imagined.

The author has something to say: Thank you guys, I'm actually in a bad state these days, but I don't want to tell you these bad things, I just have to be happy~

Then I will adjust the state first. I have prepared this book for more than a year, and I have eaten six or seven background books like bricks. It does not include a lot of other research materials, my own notes, and various settings. I don’t know if it’s because I’m not really good at writing, the data is really bad, but I really want to write this story well, I love the characters in my writing, and now I’m stuck in the foreshadowing before a climax plot

points, but I can’t help but write, I’ll just look at the feeling update, forcing myself to code all the time, it’s really exhausting, it’s easy to break the mentality, the consequence of the broken mentality is the collapse of the text and the update, I will continue to strive for the third day of the end, and strive for the day Sixth, the writing is as smooth as the day, I'm sorry~