Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

The next morning, Weilin got up from bed, put on his clothes, asked the maid to call Kyle, and went to the Blue Veil City.

As we entered the territory of Lansha County, we saw more trees and flowers along the road.

When passing through the villages, you will see flowers of different colors planted in front of every house.

As the most beautiful county in Qixing Territory, Lansha County is well-deserved.

Admiring the scenery along the way, Weilin couldn't help but slow down his pace, and occasionally accepted the invitation of the village elders to taste the local flower wine - fine wine brewed from flowers, grains and fruits.

In Chaliflan Village, Xiyuan Town, Lansha County, Lansha County, Weilin sat in the yard, opposite an old man, listening to his story.

"This wine is very good, with a light floral scent. It is considered to be a top-notch wine among ordinary wines."

The old man bowed his head slightly, with pride on his face, and replied respectfully: "My Lord, thank you for your compliment."

"A beautiful thing deserves such praise."

Weilin waved his hand and helped up the old man in front of him who was about his age.

"Elder Sari, can you explain to me the history of this village?"

"It is my pleasure, my lord."

With a hint of excitement in his eyes, the old man asked his grandson to fetch the village diary.

Seeing this, the boy ran back into the house, took out the wooden box at the bottom of the cabinet, and carried it to the yard.

The old man took the wooden box from the boy, placed it on the stone table, untied the coarse cloth wrapped around it, opened the wooden box, and took out the two books stored inside.

Weilin looked and saw that the book was titled "The Journal of the Village of Charlevoix".

The old man spread the diary on the stone table, opened the first page, and pointed to the date on it - August 9728, 8 in the Glorious Calendar, which was the starting date of the village.

"My Lord, this is the origin of the name of our village of Charifulan."

After hearing the old man's words, Weilin looked down and saw the following record: Charlie Flan, born on March 9703, 3 in the Glorious Calendar, died on April 21, 9734 in the Glorious Calendar, died in the Battle of the Black Forest Fortress, captain of the second squadron of the first battalion of the Blue Veil Camp, a low-level silver warrior.

Looking at the records above, Weilin recalled the battle thirty years ago, in which he tried to stop the dwarf army from the direction of Hagar Province and support the dwarf army that was surrounded.

"After the war, Lord Andrew ordered that Stone Village be renamed Cleveland Village to commemorate my eldest son." The old man stroked the name on it with his rough hands, with memories in his eyes. "It is his honor to sacrifice himself for Qixing Territory, and it is also the honor of our Cleveland family."

Weilin sat aside, looking at the contents of the diary and listening to the old man explain the history of the village.

After more than 30 years of development, the village now has 283 households and 1,453 people.

There are eighteen people serving in the regular army and thirty-three people serving in the city defense army.

In addition, there are 145 registered militiamen who undergo two months of training after the autumn harvest every year.

The entire village has 8,339 acres of grain fields, 1,593 acres of flower fields, 3,181 acres of fruit forests, and two wine-making workshops that specialize in supplying fruit wine to Lansha City.

On the north side of the village, there is a three-acre academy where retired disabled soldiers serve as instructors to train children.

In the lower-level rural towns of Qixing Territory, with the connivance of Weilin, the breathing method of low-level warriors has become widely spread, but due to the lack of extraordinary resources, talented people can only become warrior apprentices and have no further progress. Only by joining the army can they have the possibility of further advancement.

In this way, these villages became huge reserve force training units in the Qixingling military system.

Besides this, low taxes are also an important factor supporting these training units.

With the blood supply from the underground world, Weilin asked Baird to reduce the land tax to 10% so that civilians would have more resources to train their bodies and raise their children.

"Elder Sari, through your narration, I have seen a different village. This is really an important gain for me when I came to Lansha County this time."

The old man was very excited when he heard this, and he answered, "My Lord, if it weren't for your love and generosity, we would be no different from serfs, burdened with taxes and farmland all day long, and would not have any extra money to do these things."

Weilin picked up the fruit wine in the wooden bowl and took a sip, which felt very mellow. He then took out a Fengtian fruit and handed it to the other party, saying with a smile: "This is an extraordinary fruit that can help you understand nature and prolong your life."

Seeing the fruit on the stone table, the old man stood up, came to the side, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "My Lord, thank you for your gift."

Weilin stood up, helped the old man up, waved his hand to remove the dust from his clothes, and said with a smile: "You let me see a different countryside, I give back to you. As for thanking you, that's a bit too much."

"It is because of you that Qixing Territory will grow and develop."

"Without your hard work, there would be no prosperity in Qixing Territory today."

After comforting the old man, Weilin said goodbye.

When leaving, Weilin accepted the box of fruit wine under the old man's enthusiasm.

After waving goodbye, Weilin continued his journey to Blue Veil City.

Arriving outside the Blue Veil City, Weilin stopped for a moment and headed for the Priests College without entering the city.

The sun was setting when we arrived at the Pastoral College.

"My Lord, you are finally here. I have been waiting here since noon. I didn't expect you to come only in the evening." Pastor Lavia touched his big bald head with a somewhat resentful expression.

"Hahaha, Pastor Lavia, I'm sorry!" Weilin turned over, came to Pastor Lavia, and said apologetically.

"Nothing." Lavia smiled and replied, "My Lord, please come in."

Following Lavia, Weilin walked into the Priests College.

The last time I came to this pastoral college was more than 30 years ago. After such a long time, the pastoral college has expanded a lot and has a lot more students.

Under the moonlight, some priest apprentices were tending to crops in the fields.

Seeing this scene, Weilin asked curiously, "Is this also part of the cultivation?"

Upon seeing this, Pastor Lavia nodded and replied, "Yes, Lord, this is also part of the training at the Praying Star Pastor Academy."

“Only when they know the sufferings of the vast majority of believers will they understand the heart of universal love.”

"Moreover, tending to the crops can also train their perseverance and physical strength, and they can sleep better at night."

In the following time, Weilin became interested and, under the guidance of Pastor Lavia, took a good look around this pastoral college covering an area of ​​3,000 acres.