hapter 065 The Prince's First Experience

The interior layout of the snow werewolf's house is simple and rude. The bed made of bricks and the same as a chase occupies three-fifths of the area of the house. The remaining space is reserved for people to walk on, which is used to stack various kinds of kimchi. Pots and jars of fermented pickles.

The clutter in the house can be tolerated, and the bed like a Chase is a bit challenging to accept... A noble child like Dan Crowdy, a noble prince like Carlisle, it is probably the first time in this life with so many people sleep on a bed side by side...　　

But now, no one cares about this. When Prince Carlisle was excited to describe the cub Ayun's suggestion to his companions in his own way, Dan Crowdy, a noble X generation, also showed a stunned expression as if seeing the door to the new world opened...　　

"This...this kind of idea is really unheard of before, but it sounds like it is very possible. This is my illusion, is it?" Dan Crowdy gasped, looking at the others uncertainly.

The alchemist Tim Humphrey nodded slowly and solemnly: "Our country has an army of 500,000, a navy of 100,000, and an army of 400,000. After deducting the servants, serfs, and servants who were stuffed into the army by some generals, Those who make up the number of auxiliary soldiers... can also use at least 400,000 troops to fight. To defeat our army, the Federation must provide at least 500,000 troops, and to eliminate our army, the Federation must provide at least one million troops, plus logistics transfers. It takes about three years to recruit farmers." What he thought of, he was suddenly startled, and looked at the prince in astonishment, "...This is why Ayun wants us to form an alliance with the five southern nations in three years?" 　　

St. Bridges, a country with only tens of millions of people, has raised half a million troops. It is simply a military militant. The consumption of the standing army alone is enough to create a financial crisis for St. Bridges-but which of the six southern companies is not like that. If they can't maintain a huge army, the countries that are jealous of the spice production of the southern kingdom have already sent troops to fight over and turn the six southern countries into their actual plantations.　　

Prince Carlisle also pondered afterwards what Ayun said, "You will settle accounts, and others will settle accounts". What he meant to express is: If you can't settle accounts, others will settle accounts, then you are dead.

He sighed slightly, already knowing how naive his original idea was. Carlisle nodded slightly and met Tim's gaze: "The situation in the five southern countries is similar to ours. The smallest country can also come up with 200,000 troops. United, the Federation does not dare to attack us easily...Of course, we cannot expect the Federation to do nothing before then. We know that the six southern countries can become a difficult bone to gnaw together, so the Federation doesn't know, is it?" 　　

Dan, Tim, and Darren have become more solemn, war, at least local war is inevitable.

"Then fight. If we don't resist, any country from the Federation will treat us as soft persimmons. We must always let them know the integrity of our St. Bridges." Dan Crowdy frowned and became angry.

Tim hesitated and said: "Your Highness, we can all understand that St. Bridges' determination to defend itself can't be proved without blood, but... how do we persuade the nobles?" 　　

This question made the scene chill all of a sudden. ...　　

St. Bridges, in a tropical climate suitable for the growth of spices, due to the particularity of its competitive products, it is difficult to maintain the enfeoffment system of land power like other countries, that is, the king entrusts the domestic land to the big or small nobles. They ruled the territory by themselves, maintained the army by themselves, and only had to pay taxes to the king-if they did so, the nobles, would have been gradually devoured by the forces of other countries.

Under the influence of this special geographical environment, the power distribution system of the six southern countries has naturally evolved a little bit to the "feudal power system": the land belongs to the country, and the right to use the land belongs to the nobles; the army belongs to the country, and the generals leading the army come from the nobles.

Hmm...Compared with the feudal centralization system of ancient China, countries like St. Bridges is still a little behind, and have not evolved and developed an imperial examination system that provides a channel for lower-level ascent, and used the imperial examination system to create a civil service group that safeguarded the royal power ( The imperial examination system is actually very advanced. What lags behind is the content of the examination and the eight-part essays of poetry, strategy and theory. There is no need for mythological theory. The awkward point of the theory is the blows of the modern keyboard man on the forum)-the basic political struggle in the early period of the ancient Chinese Dynasty All the nobles of the civil official group (founding honors), the emperor was a high-ranking referee; in the middle and late stages, the honor was suppressed and turned into waste, and the civil official group shifted the target, either infighting or arguing with the emperor; the so-called feudal emperor imprisoned him. The technique is to see if the emperor can control the civil official group, an elite group that can support the imperial power but also will be killed by it.

As far as the feudal system is concerned, it is difficult to tell which is better between these two evolution. Power is entrusted to the nobility, and the proportion of waste in the ruling class is designated as an unlimited high. Stinkiness can make the royal family feel constipated; power is entrusted to at least IQ. In the current stage of civilization, it belongs to the middle and upper-class civil servants.

Although it is certainly unavoidable to ridicule and other issues, some people can do practical things at any rate, the royal family (the emperor) decree It's also a little bit better than the former. And now, what His Royal Highness Carlisle has to face is the troubles of the former situation: fighting is deadly. Let the nobles who actually control the army take their soldiers and consume them on the battlefield. The king's orders will definitely not work... The Emperor... If you want to change the commander, the king wants to change the leading aristocrat? ...It doesn't mean that you can't change it. One-stop operation...Uh, political transaction designation cannot be avoided, and it comes at a price.　　

Carlisle pressed his finger on his forehead. This situation was also thought of by Ayun the wise man, so he put the instruction of "building the core team" before preparing for the war...　　

——I am not mature enough to pay attention to this point! Lifting his eyes and looking at the companions who accompanied him in the steppe, Carlisle subconsciously looked at these three companions with an objective and cold perspective that he had never had before: Tim Humphrey, whose glory and future are tied to him. Undoubtedly the most reliable partner; Darren, as the country's leading sword warrior, is not valued because of his humble background. He gave Darren the way to rise; Dan is his best friend.　　

No, no, Carlisle quickly shook his head to make himself sensible, and he shouldn't use blood, closeness, and status as the criteria for employment. This was specifically mentioned by Ayun.　　

But... Dan is still reliable. Carlisle worked hard to pull himself out of the original naive thinking mode, silently thinking about his good friend, Dan, who grew up with him since childhood. The Crowdy family was only in the great-grandfather's generation to become an inexperienced lord and squeezed into the circle of nobles. It was in Dan's father's generation that they finally became viscount-although they were rich, they were rich. After several generations, the Crowdy family still has not got rid of the label of nouveau riche, and it is difficult to cling to the real power aristocracy, so their family can only bet on themselves who have a low inheritance rank in order to maintain the inheritance of the title. ...Only when Dan's son successfully inherited his title, the Crowdy family can be regarded as a qualified nobleman standard for the "five generations of wealth and honor."

Carlisle was a little guilty. He actually used such cold eyes to measure his friend. He closed his eyes and slowed down, and suppressed the emotions. When Dan asked if he was uncomfortable in any way, Carlisle opened his eyes and looked. To my companions, I would like to participate in the competition for the right to the throne, and form a team attached to my third prince with the purpose of defending the peaceful development of St. Bridges." 　　

"Rely on the existing real power." Sending nobles does not achieve our goal. They only care about whether their manor can be more and the scale of the plantation can be larger-they are not the same as us, and we cannot expect them to be our reliable companions." 　　

Dan's eyes lights up, Tim's breathing is a bit messy, Darren's face is even more excited...No matter when, where, and under any circumstances, things that are closely related to self-interest are the most touching things. If they follow His Royal Highness the second prince can become the next king, so their status and status will be greatly improved. The two contenders ahead of His Royal Highness Prince Carlisle, one is his elder brother, His Royal Highness the eldest Anthony, and the other is the eldest son of the previous king, Prince Hilbert. Needless to say, the current king is his nephew and son. You know how you choose to use your knees in China, and the former... it's not without chance! Seeing the changes in the expressions of the three close partners, Prince Carlisle could not help but sigh secretly... He didn't really want to compete with his elder brother, but obviously, stepping into the throne race is the best way to attract the available people to him as soon as possible. .　　 The so-called feelings, regardless of whether it is a family relationship, friendship, or love, can't just pass the vital interest! In the face of interests that move people's hearts, loyalty and betrayal have no value!　　

The still young Prince Carlisle fell asleep with a complicated mood, silently paying to the fading innocence in his sleep.

This prince who grew up in a greenhouse, who just came out to take a look at the stormy world outside the greenhouse, still needs time to adapt to what Xiao Yun taught him: the so-called growth is to understand and accept that other people are not innocent with your obligation.　　

The next day, the five human guests who had just arrived at the Xuelang tribe enjoyed an unreasonably harsh wake-up bell...

"What's the matter?!" Carlisle sat up suddenly, and Dan, who was sleeping near him, also drooled out of the blanket.　　

"Hey, hey, good morning~~" 　　

A manul cub less than one meter tall came in with an iron pot, and a cub holding a bowl and spoon walked behind. The cute little manul cub looked at the harsh, continuous metal tapping sound as if nothing, and easily greeted human guests: "Don't mind, it's Ayun knocking on the wake-up number. Come for breakfast first?" 　　

" ..." The four adult males stared intently at the manul cubs that resemble human children, but with large eyes, obvious golden pupils, and cat ears on their heads.

The manul cub raised the iron pan with great effort and moved it to the big stove where the head was not burned. The cub holding the bowl put the bowl on the stove, with a serious expression: "After eating, put the bowl in the pot properly. When someone comes to clean up, don't break the bowl." "　　

"..." Dan wiped the saliva off the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and touched a bag of sugar cubes from the bag next to the pillow-St. Bridges' sugar, he brought a sample to the grassland. The sugar they brought was used to make braised pork yesterday—like a demon, they got up and handed it to the two cubs.　　

"Thank you~" The little manul cub was holding a sugar packet in his hand, and tilted his head to thank him happily.　　

"..." Dan couldn't help reaching out to touch the little head of the baby rabbit. Although it is not a mount, these little things are really cute! The two cubs bounced away. Dan stared at their backs for a few seconds, then turned his head: "Carlisle, can you adopt these kids?" 　　

Without Carlisle's voice, Darren's slap made Dan sway. "You think too much... If you irritate the black cat tribe, we won't care about you." 　　

Breakfast is noodle soup with vegetable meat, and a bowl of elm seeds mixed with wild garlic, vinegar and soy sauce. Their amount of elm is calculated according to the adult manuls. In the early morning, a group of people are so full. The elm leaves are scraped clean with a spoon...

The St. Bridges also eat elm seeds, but only the poorest people at the bottom eat it. Darren had never seen this thing before, and thought it was some kind of specialty on the prairie.　　

After eating the snow werewolf style breakfast, as soon as the four of them went out, they saw a large group of gray dwarfs walking out of the small roads on both sides of the house...

There is no need to shovel the snow forward, the gray dwarf naturally doesn't need to shout, and talk lively while walking. Some people turn their heads curiously to look at the few humans standing in front of the house, but they just look at them more and don't get close. Don't say hello to them.

"There are so many dwarves, there must be forty or fifty?" Dan was surprised. "So there are dwarf tribes on the grassland." 　　

"Look carefully, their skin is gray." Tim rolled his eyes at him, "That's a gray dwarf, not a dwarf. How could a dwarf have a tribe on the grassland, and not all the tigers will be caught." 　　

St. Bridges is a coastal country, and there is also a popular slave trade in the country, some of which are relatively rare all of its slaves were captured and sold by the Tiger Clan. Carlisle had seen his cousin Prince Hilbert bought a centaur captured by the Tiger Clan at a high price. The Centaur was also a treasured mount, just a character. It was too bad to be trained, and the centaur died after being locked up for a few months on a hunger strike.

"The tribe of Sage Ayun is of course different from other tribes. Even the snow werewolf tribe that the human exiles are willing to contain, it is not surprising to contain the gray dwarves again." Carlisle said, "Here... it's better not to mention slaves. I can see that Sage Ayun, values the prairie people very much. We must be careful not to say anything that disgusts them, especially you, Dan." 　　

"I didn't dare to say anything..." Dan muttered bitterly. "I just looked at the extraordinarily magnificent snow werewolf yesterday..." 　　

The construction site of the engineering team was busy moving Hongye of limestone: "Ahhh!" 　　

Carlisle smiled and listened. Advice is Dan's advantage. After walking a few steps outside, Carlisle suddenly felt that something was wrong, and after a few more steps, his expression changed drastically: "Wait...Where is Yumi?!" 　　

Tim and the three were shocked...　　

The four hurried to go. The house where Yumi lived, just around the corner, saw the neatly dressed Yumi... gentle like water, gentle and charming, bright and charming... following the particularly handsome snow wolf man, he followed his steps.　　

Dahe held a large bundle of chenopodium album in his left hand and a bucket with bean sprouts in his right hand. He had a headache and couldn't help turning his head back: "Don't follow me like this, I still have more things to do!"

"Will let someone help you~ Dahehe~~" Yumi held her heart in her hands, her voice as sweet as she had been soaked in honey.　　

Carlisle and the four of them watched the handsome and angry Snow Werewolf get goosebumps and shivered...　　

"Don't change my name indiscriminately! My name is Dahe!" Dahe is really angry.　　

"Well~~Dahe~~" Yumi dragged the ending sound very long.　　

Dahe turned her head and ran away, can't you not afford to hide if you can't provoke it.　　

"Wait for meeeee~~" Nobody knew how she yelled so loudly with such a sweet and soft voice.　　

Dahe ran faster.　　

"Just... leave her alone?" Tim turned to look at Carlisle.　　

"Well, let her go." Carlisle said blankly. Dan looked sourly at Dahe's back: "How did that guy grow up like this..."(They haven't known Dehe is a female yet.) 　　

After exiting the dormitory area from the other side of the passage, he saw...Several adult manuls are working together to press a fat black-haired wild boar on the stone table, the wild boar's mouth was tightly tied with vines and grass, and it could only make a hum. The manuls put the bucket under the pig's neck and drew out the shining broad-backed machete... 　　

Cut the wild boar's throat with the knife. The splattered blood stuck to the manul who was under the knife, the manul who wiped the broad-backed machete on the skin of the wild boar, and from the corner of his eye he saw the dumbfounded human guests, and the sun waved at them brightly (＾0＾) ┛:

"Good morning, you can also eat braised pork today~"　　

Without the sugar and spices brought by these humans, pork can't be made as delicious, of course you have to be polite~　　

Carlisle who has seen killing pigs for the first time in his life, at the scene: "..." 　　

Hurriedly left the bloody pig-killing scene, before leaving the square, Carlisle saw Sage Ayun and a few snow werewolves turning around from the intersection.　　

"Prince Carlisle!" Xiao Yun's eyes lit up.　　

"Good morning, Mr. Ayun." The four of them hurriedly stood up straight, saluting in a standard manner.

"Don't be so polite, we are good friends of all-weather friendship!" Xiao Yun smiled and held Prince Carlisle's hand affectionately. Is it interesting~"Come with me, it's rare to come to the grassland, why not come to experience the life of our grassland people, it is also very interesting."

Ten minutes later, four humans each holding a clean pot-bellied clay pot, staring dumbly at the vast open-air sheep pen, countless sheep, and... squatting in front to show them how to milk by the Sage Ayun.

"Look, squeeze like this, follow it down, use proper force, not to make the ewe feel pain, change one milk to the other... Isn't it funny?" Xiao Yun smiled, "This is The daily work of the cubs of our tribe. Today we are sowing the cubs. The cubs can't get out of their bodies. Just let a few come to experience the life of our prairie people-it's fun!" 　　

Prince Carlisle Harvey Ferdinand His Royal Highness: "..." 　　

He was just going to have to tough it out to squeeze the milk of hundreds of ewes. The time passed in the morning. By the time of lunch, several Carlisle ate the fragrant braised pork and all felt a lot of goat milk. The smell lingers on the tip of the nose...　　

After eating in the square, the enthusiastic wise Ayun immediately approached them with a special smile: "The milk in the morning is enough for this period of time, and we will play in the afternoon. Something else..." 　　

Carlisle breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.　　

"...Sowing wheat is actually very particular. Why don't you come to experience the sowing method of our Snow Wolf clan and see how it is different from your St. Bridge planting wheat?" Ayun the wise enthusiastically.　　

Carlisle and others: "..." Can I refuse? It's not very interested to us, may I just say it?　　

To grow more than two thousand mu of wheat, Xiao Yun has even used the cat's paws of the cubs, how could he sit and watch the four humans be idle--they are in such good health, they are better than Sal?　　

The four people who refused to say were brought to the field after all. His Royal Highness, a prince who was born, and Dan Crowdy, who was at least three generations rich in his family, said that Darren, who came from a petty townsman's family, and Tim, who was a boy servant, had never done this work, so he rolled up his trousers and put them on. The straw sandals given by the snow werewolf stood among the ridges of the ground, their expressions were particularly blank and helpless...Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

To put it bluntly, you have to be patient and careful. All four of they have received education above the standard. It is not difficult to learn. After passing the hurdle in your heart and listening carefully, you can get started. Soon, they will contribute only better than adult rabbits. Slightly poor labor.　　

After an hour or so, the Sage Ayun, who had been away for a while, came back with the unhappy handsome guy Dahe and the nympho Yumi...

In front of so many people, including Yumi himself, the wise Ayun patted the handsome guy Dahe on the arm and said earnestly: "Don't be emotional, just leave the work in the kitchen to Oxhorn temporarily. We don't have enough manpower to plant seeds, you are here, we have four more hands. It's a bargain..."

Prince Carlisle, who had a lot of mud on his body, looked down at his hands in a daze. When he looked up again, he saw that Yumi was asked to pull up her robe and tie it to her waist, take off her riding boots and change straw sandals, and soon showed a familiar, helpless expression on her face...　　

Carlisle lowered his head and continued to plant seeds, in his heart There is only one word in the face: "Should!" His Royal Highness Prince Carlisle has never felt that an afternoon is so difficult to get through. Obviously sitting in the courtyard, drinking tea and chatting with friends will quickly kill the past few hours. Every minute and every second is so torturing... At dinner, he was still vigorous all day in swordsmanship or horse-riding hunting with others, and he almost couldn't sit still with low back pain! Fortunately, this snow wolf tribe is also very particular about hygiene. It can provide warm bath water before going to bed so that everyone can take a good bath and wash the dirt off of the body. It is not decent for four people to be in the same bed until the day before. On the Chase shop, Carlisle felt like he was finally saved, and fell asleep.　　

The tired prince only felt that not long after closing his eyes, the astonishing, unreasonable sound of iron hammer awakened him again. When he opened his eyes, Carlisle couldn't believe it: Is the night so short? !　　

Struggling to sit up, Carlisle almost felt that there was something wrong with his eyes—it was still dark outside the house?　　

He got out of bed with his waist, walked out the door, and saw...the Sage Ayun, was standing on one side of the passageway, holding a round, iron pot-like thing in one hand, and a sickle in the other.　　

"Ah, Prince Carlisle, you don't need to get up, I just asked some people to get up early to plant seeds." Xiao Yun smiled and waved his hands.　　

"..." Carlisle raised his head and glanced at the top of his head. The moon half-hidden in the clouds was big and round, and then lowered his head to meet the gentle and kind smiling face of Sage Ayun. No, your "early", is it too early? !