Wear to the Middle Ages to engage in construction

Tang Feiliu raised his hand and came out, facing Alan's vigilant scrutiny, he was a little embarrassed, motioned Alan to look at the place where he crawled out, and then explained softly and embarrassedly: "I came earlier than you, and I didn't mean to listen to your quarrel. "

"... Rogers is just, just outspoken." Allen said softly. Tang Feiliu looked at him and smiled when he thought of Pearl leaving, "...you don't need to explain. In fact, I think Mr. Pearl is too It's so cute, that's why I can't help it... You know, I was discovered by you."

Tang Feiliu smiled, and then noticed that Mr. Allen on the opposite side showed a vigilant and protective expression. Only then did Tang Feiliu realize how ambiguous what he said just now—and obviously, he was not the only one who had that kind of feeling towards Allen. With a strong intuition of the same kind, Allen obviously found out that he was wrong.

Under such circumstances, there is no point in pretending to each other, Tang Feiliu could only say softly: "Okay, alright, although I...you know, I'm the same as you...but I just think he's cute, it doesn't mean I'm in love with him. His type has an appetite."

Allen looked up and down at the 16-year-old Tang Feiliu with a small body - obviously, Tang Feiliu looked more slender and softer than Pearl, which made Allen feel relieved instantly, and then he probably endured it alone for too long. After relaxing, he showed a slight tiredness.

He said softly: "...please keep it secret for me, okay?"

"Okay. I mean, of course." Looking at the handsome and upright man in front of him, Tang Feiliu finally understood where the familiar restrained aura similar to Edward's came from. The unique sense of depression caused by setbacks, Edward is because of his family background, and Alan is obviously because of his love.

Tang Feiliu's overly enthusiastic emotions surged up, and he couldn't help but want to enlighten this man, he said softly: "Actually, you don't need to be like this... Leaving home or something, you know, it's not a problem, you just , is different from others.”

"...But I just regard him as my younger brother! You can't imagine that one day I saw him in a dream, and I thought I must be possessed by a demon." Allen stroked his hair irritably, and said softly , "This is terrible, I can't hurt the people I love, but I just can't hide from this damn place..."

While saying these words, Allen pulled his hair hard - he was punishing himself!

Tang Feiliu quickly realized this. He held Alan's hand, looked at Alan seriously, and said, "Mr. correct!"

"No, it's my fault. If I hadn't been weak in mind, I wouldn't have been corrupted by the devil..." Allen said nervously, and Tang Feiliu immediately shouted angrily, "Mr. Allen!"

He put his face in front of Alan, looked at Alan face to face, and said seriously: "Look at me, Alan, do you think I'm a demon?!"

"...What?" Allen looked at him in astonishment, and blurted out, "Of course not!"

"Then am I disgusting?!" Tang Feiliu continued to ask.

"No!" Alan continued to answer.

"I stand here, do you think I should be ashamed?!"

"Should I do something now to punish myself?"

……

Allen's expression gradually relaxed, and he said softly: "No... no, you are an excellent person. I heard Jess say that you even want to do things for the poor. You are worthy of any gentleman. Inner respect."

"Then," Tang Feiliu looked at Alan and said softly, "You too. I respect you because of your great character. No matter who you fall in love with, that is your personal matter."

That was a tough conversation.

Only then did Tang Feiliu discover that the charming and personable Mr. Allen lived like a Puritan, and the ultimate reason was why.He has been punishing himself, and Tang Feiliu feels the pain, and feels sad.

He thought of himself. In such a prejudiced continent, he would either endure his whole life like Mr. Allen, or he would be terrified and restless all day long.

Tang Feiliu felt scared, but he was not a person who dared to fight against the general environment, but he thought, at least now he still had a friend who could speak his mind without having to pretend his sexuality.And he's better, at least he doesn't envy anyone around him so much, and he has to test himself every day, as if the sky is burning his heart.

"...So, I just heard that you are helping the people in your land?" These things cannot be discussed in depth all the time, because the more you talk, the more you will feel hopeless. After talking for a while, they tacitly changed to something more relaxed topic of.

"Yes, I didn't do anything, I just made their winter a little bit easier." Allen answered while tidying up his expression and hair.

"What did you do?" Tang Feiliu was very interested when he heard it just now, he said with some embarrassment, "...you know, just under the castle, there are some people...I want to do something , just like you."

"...I just lent them my baking oven and workshop for free," Alan was obviously willing to chat with Tang Feiliu on such a topic, he said, "...that place was originally for their use, usually They all charged for some wheat, but in winter I let them use it freely, otherwise many of them would not be able to eat hot bread all winter in order to save food, and the price I made them pay was to tidy up and maintain the place for me. And I provide food on credit for some people with no interest, just pay me back the next year... These are for ordinary villagers, for the elderly and children... You know I have an old-fashioned winery, before I invest in shipping Afterwards the place was vacant to me, and during the coldest month in York I supplied coal there, so that those who could not survive the winter could come to the place."

The prototype of the oldest almshouse does not need to spend too much money, and it will not produce any evil results like the high welfare in Europe will cause many people to be unwilling to work. The scale is quite good.Tang Feiliu was very moved, but he said discouragedly: "But the people under the castle don't have an abandoned winery."

"...the population on my land is quite large," Allen said softly, "You have to go and see it. In fact, there are not so many people in ordinary places."

Tang Feiliu thought for a while and nodded seriously.

He thought of this place, a little squire who came to a party, and people from several mountains were afraid to speak out, because they were all better than ordinary rich peasants. In this era, land is precious, but human settlements are also rare. It is rare, and there may be only a few villages every few tens of kilometers. Of course, the Black Swan Castle will be more prosperous, and the villages are more common. It is said that in a desolate place, a small manor owner owns hundreds of thousands of hectares. It is very common that it takes days and nights to ride a carriage around one's own manor.

And it was precisely because of Alan's reminder that Tang Feiliu made up his mind to go and have a look.

On the day of departure, Tang Feiliu took Jess and Jess' friends with him, and then the carriage met Alan on the slow way forward - it was Alan who volunteered to help Tang Feiliu, because he had had enough banquet.

"I have to do something truly meaningful." This is what Allen said to Tang Feiliu.

Of course, Tang Feiliu couldn't wish for it. He greeted Alan happily. The carriage of the two of them ran all the way down the snowy ground. Although they seemed close at first glance, when they got off the carriage, they walked into the small village. At that time, Tang Feiliu still felt depressed.

The houses people live in are very low, basically earthen houses, and every house is tightly closed, and it is impossible to tell whether there are people living there.

"...this place is mixed," Jess said with a sigh, "look at the sturdier families with windows who belong to the duke and farm the duke's land, and the free folk who farm the duke's land and pay land tax."

Jess was obviously puzzled by Tang Feiliu's persistence, but he still explained it for Tang Feiliu without complaint.

Tang Feiliu and Alan walked in slowly together, into the normal residence of the people at the bottom of this time and space, so in this winter, Tang Feiliu helped some people as he wished—he provided them with shelter and Fire, hired idle freemen to clear snow and maintain the operation of the entire nearby traffic arteries, and took over the communal kitchen for baking bread in this village, hired two women as maintenance personnel here, and provided these free of charge to villagers.

This act of kindness was soon known by more people, and when Tang Feiliu and Allen trekked in the snow to help people, they not only gained people's gratitude, but also established a deep friendship with each other.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, all that Tang Feiliu did was meaningless, he could not help everyone at all, he could only provide extremely limited help where he saw, but for Tang Feiliu, it was just enough.He is an ordinary person. He may be soft-hearted but he can't save the world, but at least when he goes out now, people who have been favored by him in the vicinity will spontaneously take off their hats and pay tribute to him. Originally, when he walked into the village, the children would hide.

But now when he passes by, he can hear the voices of children greeting him from a distance.

This is enough for an ordinary person to feel that he has at least some comfort.

And when Tang Feiliu and Alan established a deep friendship and visited each other almost every few days - and exchanged overseas experience and knowledge in Tang Feiliu's mind, Edward who was far away in the palace could no longer bear it. One night, I dreamed of his blond little angel looking at him with blinking blue eyes. His whole body seemed to be glowing with golden light, his eyes were full of tears, his whole body was pink, his cherry-like His lips were panting, complaining to him with a weeping sound: "...you hurt me, Edward."

Edward's eyes widened, and he realized that he had vented again.

Edward rang the service bell, and soon Evans came in, saying softly: "Your Excellency, what do you want?"

"...How is Black Swan Castle doing recently?" Edward stopped Evans and asked in a low voice, "I want to know what's new."

Every winter is a social ball. If there is anything new, there is nothing new in the days when even sea ships cannot dock, except for the wife of the family who is romantic, and the lady of the family who has an affair with the servant... thing.

Evans thought about it seriously, and he said softly: "... If you want to talk about something new, it's still little Lance. It is said that he recently took out his salary to help the people in the territory spend the winter... It seems that he was influenced by Allen. Under the influence of Mr. Natus, Lance and him became very good friends, and everyone said that this is the first time Lance admires a person so much...Your Excellency?"

Before Evans finished speaking, she was frightened by Edward's face and stopped talking.

"Alan? Is that the little gentleman who came back from the sea?" Edward thought for a long time before he remembered the little squire who came to promote him when he took over Schwanstein Castle. Edward still remembered this little man, but it was because of him Not only is he smart in conversation and good in attitude, but he also has an unforgettable face.

A respectable, upstanding, handsome gentleman, who at this moment had all the admiration of little Lance in his absence at York.

Edward took a deep breath.

"Go out," Edward paused for a while, then said to Evans in a deep voice, "Go and pack my luggage, we will leave for York tomorrow."

With that said, Edward stood up, and Evans couldn't help being speechless when she saw Edward's wet pajama pants.Although the Duke has never been married, he has never behaved like this in previous years... Evans can't even remember which pair of pants this is.

"But it's snowing heavily outside..." Although Evans was surprised, she still wouldn't forget the business. He said softly, in exchange for Edward's anger: "It's snowing heavily, bring more people, do you still need me to teach you?" ?!"

"Yes, according to your will, Your Excellency." Evans was taken aback, did not dare to hesitate any longer, and quickly saluted and left.

So one day, when Tang Feiliu was thinking about peeking at the fabric he was covering in the warm room, he suddenly heard the door of his room being opened, and then Evans gave him an incomprehensible wink, When Tang Feiliu was still in a daze, he saw the duke, whom he hadn't seen for more than two months, standing in front of him majesticly and ferociously, covered in lingering snowflakes and dressed in the aura of an iron horse.

"Elder-in-law, father-in-law, Lord Duke..." appeared, Tang Feiliu fell into the aura of the director of the Political and Education Department again, and fell into the fear of "although he didn't do anything, but he was guilty of guilt", and subconsciously stood at attention.