In addition to the noble children, Wen Lin also wanted to select a few poor children for Latimer to serve as attendants.

The indifference and arrogance of the nobles towards the poor have been engraved into their bones, and in the spiritual soil that Latimer has yet to sow, planting a seed belonging to the lower class may one day grow into a luxuriant one. big tree.

Wen Lin was very impressed by the thin boy who questioned her in the Fangtings slum that day, and she ordered someone to find the boy.

Wen Lin asked, "What's your name?"

"His Excellency, my name is Hader." The boy's dirty face was inlaid with a pair of pure and clean eyes, and his thin body stood upright under Wen Lin's gaze, showing no signs of cowardice.

"Can you read?" Wen Lin continued to ask.

"My mother taught me, but I don't know much."

It is very rare to be born in the slums of Fangtings and still be able to read. A short smile crossed Wen Lin's face.

"Are you willing to be Xiaodi's clerk?" Wen Lin didn't reveal Latimer's identity. When he was in Yinhe Village, he became a student of Wen Lin and became one with everyone. After that, Wen Lin did not plan to take the initiative to expose it. The identity of the Latimer royal family.

Only the closer you get to the people at the bottom, the more profound the shock and reflection will be brought to Latimer.

Blinking his eyes, Latimer understood Wen Lin's intention with only half-a-knowing understanding, turned his head to look at Hader under the stone steps,

"Hard, if you don't mind, you can also just call me Little Di," Latimer's voice was soft and sweet, sounding very cute.

Hader swallowed nervously. Whether it was Bishop Wen Lin or the little boy she was holding, their attitudes were unbelievably gentle. They were not strong orders, but gentle inquiries, which flattered him, and made him feel uneasy. Not the slightest sense of malice.

After standing for a while, Hader gathered his courage and asked, "Your Excellency, Little Di, I'm willing, but can you take a few more people with you?"

Without waiting for Wen Lin to answer, Hader said urgently, "It's the three orphans who wandered with me in the Fangtings slum before,"

Raising her eyebrows, Wen Lin had a playful smile in her eyes, "If you don't take them with you, are you still willing to go?"

The young man in front of him clenched his fists, looking at the cold expression on Wen Lin's face, his heart sank slowly, struggling for a long time, Hader gritted his teeth, "I don't want to,"

There was an indistinguishable chuckle in his ear, just when Hader meant that Wen Lin would take Latimer and leave, he saw Wen Lin looking at Xiao Di and said,

"Xiao Di, whether to keep them or not, the decision is up to you,"

After that, Wen Lin turned around and walked towards the door.

Latimer looked at Wen Lin's leaving back for a while, and then stared at Hader, who was a little nervous. He looked at the ground and pondered for a while before saying,

"You called the others over,"

There was no clear answer, but it was enough to make Hader excited. He hurried away and said loudly, "I'll go find them now, please wait a moment,"

The other three were obviously not as daring as Hader, and kept their heads down when they came over, looking very timid.

Latimer surveyed them from head to toe, then whispered, "Let's go then,"

The surprise came too suddenly, and the people who were originally uneasy raised their heads instantly and stumblingly said thank you.

Latimer nodded calmly and led them to the front, already faintly showing a bit of Wen Lin's demeanor and attitude.

Seeing a few people behind Latimer who came out, Wen Lin smiled unsurprisingly.

Latimer and Wen Lin rode together, and the others were put into the carriage and rushed to Yinhe Village together.

The clouds in the sky were getting darker, and seeing that the sky seemed to be about to rain, Wen Lin increased her speed, and before the sky darkened, the group arrived at the entrance of Yinhe Village.

Wen Lin hadn't been to Yinhe Village for a while. The regular stone houses and roads were scattered in a rudimentary shape. At first glance, she felt a bit like a resort.

The village is still busy, and the aroma of food can still be vaguely smelled.

This time Brown didn't appear for the first time, and Wen Lin walked into the village with a few children by herself.

The busy villagers quickly recognized Wen Lin and Latimer, hurriedly wiped their hands on their bodies, surrounded them, and said excitedly,

"Lord Lord, Your Excellency Brown is supervising the construction of the barn, and someone has already called him,"

Wen Lin nodded with a smile and asked about the overall construction process. From the outside, the tarpaulin shed temporarily used to shelter from the wind and rain was demolished. It is estimated that the residential area should have been built.

A mason immediately greeted the crowd, "Lord Lord, the main houses have been built. On your plan, only some public facilities and specific village landscaping are left unfinished."

The speed was unexpectedly fast, Wen Lin couldn't hide a satisfied smile, and asked if they had other needs.

Unexpectedly, everyone shook their heads one after another, and several pairs of eyes looked at Wen Lin with strong gratitude.

"Lord, we are very satisfied. Not only do we have a spacious stone house, delicious food, a free-use mill, an oven... and no complicated taxes to pay, life here is just like heaven."

"We shouldn't greedily ask you for something,"

Everyone thought, even the lords of medical halls, schools, and defense facilities, which everyone dared not think about, have thought of it, what else can they be dissatisfied with.

The four of Hader who followed behind Wen Lin widened their eyes, looked at the clean and beautiful houses in the village in amazement and ignorance, and listened to the villagers' compliments to His Excellency the Bishop.

Are the nobles in the mouths of the villagers real?

Latimer silently observed Wen Lin's attitude and behavior when talking with the villagers. It was neither too warm nor cold. The villagers would not be too close to her, and always kept a distance of about one meter. Passionate yet respectful.

Brown came quickly. As soon as he came, the villagers automatically dispersed to both sides to disperse the people. Brown stepped forward, looking radiant.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, do you have any other orders today?"

Wen Lin pointed to a few children behind her, and mentioned the establishment of a school. Before the construction of Yinhe Village officially started, Wen Lin explained the function of each partition to Brown in detail.

As the time involved in the construction gets longer and longer, Brown is more and more looking forward to the official completion of the Yinhe Village.

Although the financial and human resources invested in the early stage are very huge, the enthusiasm and initiative of seeing the villagers working in the village during this period is something Brown has never felt.

No matter what to do, as long as Brown orders, someone will respond immediately, and work hard from beginning to end.

The territorial people have always been reluctant to live by the work for the lord. Brown suddenly understood the intention of Lord Wen Lin for those terms that seemed to be very disadvantageous.

A true loyal subject is worth a few false advocates.

What Lord Wen Lin wants is their true loyalty.

Hearing Wen Lin mention the school, Brown hurriedly talked about the situation of the school. As long as some tables, chairs, beds, etc. were added, the children could live in and study.

At present, everything in Yinhe Village is developing smoothly on the right track. Wen Lin looked at Brown with emotion. It is precisely because of Brown's full assistance that the current progress can be achieved.

"Lord Brown, I don't know how to thank you,"

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, everything is what I should do," Brown also sighed. Everything he did now gave him an indescribable sense of achievement and satisfaction.

There would definitely not be another housekeeper as knowledgeable as him in the city, and Brown couldn't help but feel proud.

Of course, all these changes are due to Your Excellency Wen Lin.

After handing over the children to Brown, Wen Lin found a few experienced farmers to go with her to the uncultivated territory near the village.

There are many types of soil, and different soil uses are also different. Some soils are suitable for planting grains, some are suitable for planting fruit trees, and some are suitable for grazing.

Only by adapting measures to local conditions can agriculture be developed well.

Before the few of them left the village, it started to rain heavily. She grabbed a straw hat and Wen Lin took the lead in galloping towards the farmland by the river bank.

During this time, there are more rainy days and less sunny days, and the amount of water in the river is also large.

After dismounting, Wen Lin walked towards the river bank first, and there was still a long distance from the river bank, and the water under the grass had already overflowed Wen Lin's ankles.

While several peasants watched suspiciously, Wen Lin took a small **** and dug a few times, put the excavated soil into the prepared container, and planted a small flag on the spot for marking.

After searching for a few points, Wen Lin repeated the act of digging soil to mark.

The lord in the rain looked very embarrassed, which made the peasants who followed him feel terrified. They took the initiative and said, "Lord lord, let's help you."

Although I don't know what Wen Lin is doing, it doesn't seem to be difficult.

Wen Lin turned her head when she heard the sound and smiled, until the last soil specimen was taken, she said,

"I would like to ask you about some farming matters, such as how to deal with the drainage problem of the swamp, how to solve the problem of irrigation in the highland, and related methods of weeding, insecticide and fertilization..."

These questions are really not like a noble can ask, but like an old craftsman testing his apprentice.

The peasants couldn't help but get nervous, and their answers were confusing, with no logical system.

Wen Lin smiled lightly throughout the whole process, listened patiently, memorized the method they said, and hurried back to Wangcheng non-stop after thanking her.

Go back to the mansion to take a shower and change clothes before Wen Lin hurries to Wang Ting.

It wasn't quite night yet, but because of the rain, the incoming wind was filled with a strong tidal and cold breath.

Unlike usual, as soon as Wen Lin passed through the palace gate tonight, she noticed an obvious strange atmosphere.

Large fiery red roses are clustered on both sides of the stone road, and the gorse flag representing the Golan royal family and the goshawk flag representing the Sistine royal family are alternately inserted all over the castle. All the torches are lit, reflecting the castle. It's like daytime.

Now is not the season for roses to bloom, and they are only cultivated in the royal greenhouse.

Vaguely, there was a faint sound of the orchestra playing in the direction of the White House.

Wen Lin walked towards the White House hall without saying a word. From a distance, Wen Lin saw the lively scene in the White House hall.

Vicia is holding a luxurious white feather fan in her hand, and sitting beside her is a man who looks very handsome and noble. Wen Lin keenly heard someone call him Prince Philip.

Did the Sistine Mission come early? There was still no movement in the morning.

The two people sitting at the top seemed to be talking intimately. Prince Philip leaned over to Vicia whenever he spoke, and filled her with a glass of wine, full of ambiguous intimacy.

Vicia didn't reject his offer, she took a sip from the glass, and her gentle smile contained a bit of seductive charm.

Prince Philip, with flushed cheeks, looked as if he had fallen completely under the Queen's skirt.

Wen Lin stopped and stared at the scene in the hall without blinking. When Vicia's eyes swept over, she moved extremely quickly and disappeared into the shadow behind the colonnade.

The nails penetrated deeply into the palm of her hand, and Wen Lin only felt that a large stone was blocked in her chest, and for a while, even her breathing was astringent and painful.

But whether as a courtier or a lover, Wen Lin sadly found that she had no position to stop this.

Vicia is not only her lover, but also the monarch of the Golan.

The current situation of Golan forced Visiah to exchange her marriage for a false alliance with Sistine, and she would definitely not be better than herself.

Wen Lin thought in a daze, and suddenly thought about whether Visia would choose to back down from their relationship for the benefit of Golan.

Suddenly, Wen Lin felt a sharp pain in her heart as if being pierced by a needle, and even her body shivered in pain.

The author has something to say: ah ah ah, after posting today's chapter, I will be able to get the first full attendance since writing the article, thank you for the treasures who accompanied us along the way!

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And Prince Philip will not be a big abuse point, at most it can be regarded as an emotional booster~ Xiao abuse and Xiao Tian