Succubus' Manor

The queen was tired of this winter, and the nobles came to her every three days, complaining every time they came, complaining that the Holy City was too cold, the snow was too heavy, and there was not enough wine and meat for them to enjoy.

The officials were always bugging her, too, and all they knew was that there was no food—no food for civilians.

She suddenly discovered that she managed to get this seat, but the people under this seat are rotten and decayed, and the people sitting on the throne can't control these rotten corpses.

She walked alone on the lonely road. There was a holy court in the front, and nobles and officials in the back. They were like greedy wolf dogs, with no civilians in their hearts, and no future for the country.

They only care about whether they have enjoyed themselves, whether they have enjoyed enough.

So when Chi Yan came to see the queen and hoped that he could take over the slums, the queen agreed.

She still has pity for her own people in her heart. Since she has no way to save them, Chi Yan is willing to save them, so let him go.

Anyway, strictly speaking, Chi Yan could not be regarded as a member of the Holy Court.

And because Chi Yan has been in charge of them for a whole winter, aren't they her people?

After Chi Yan left, the queen walked to the window sill, and Just came over from the side, put a shawl on her, and said softly, "Your Highness, pay attention to your body."

The queen looked at the snow outside, then looked up at the sun half covered by clouds, she asked softly: "I just realized now that I am not as strong as I thought, I want to change this place, I want to kill the holy courtyard, But I can't do it at all, my officials obeyed my orders, and the nobles who were bestowed by my ancestors didn't take me seriously. If I want to change, I have to kill them first."

Just said softly, "Your Highness, I have another idea."

The queen looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Just: "The second and third sons of those nobles, they are already very active, as long as you give them a title in the name of the king..."

Just added: "No territory, only titles, let them live in their own homes, their father and brother will regard them as thorns in the side."

Just smiled, looking a little sinister: "Since they like to fight for power and profit, let them bite dogs and bite clean first."

The queen continued to look out of the window, she slightly closed her eyelids, and said softly, "Go and do it."

Just shook excitedly.

Queen: "Just, don't betray my trust."

Just saluted and said, "Never, Your Highness."

Just took the order to go, he turned his back to the queen, showing a sinister smile.

Chi Yan got the paperwork and officially took over the slum. He first asked the steward of the slum to give him a list of how many people there were in each household, and how many people died in each family this winter. He had to provide it to himself.

The butler didn't dare not listen—after all, there were two strong male servants standing beside him, and his task would not be over until these two male servants stared at him and wrote it out.

I don't know how long ago the population statistics were taken, so the manager could only knock on the door of each family and do the statistics again, and finally gave Chi Yan a list on the third day.

The population of the slums is only more than 400 people, and there are more than 400 infants and young children among the more than 40 people. Their parents have tried everything possible to keep them alive until now.

The clothes Chi Yan brought finally had a place to use. They were all sackcloth, but the sackcloth was strong, and it was better to wear a few more rags inside than just rags.

He chose a warmer, sunny day and went directly to the slums, and then asked the steward to call out the people inside.

The poor are so thin that they are almost skeletons. Children under the age of ten have only a big head and limbs with only bones. They come out in panic and stand in the sun, but when the cold wind blows, they still can’t bear it. Stop shivering.

Chi Yan said to them: "I am Chi Yan, the lord of Stettin. From today onwards, I will manage you. I will try my best to make each of you have enough food and let every child live .”

The poor were a little numb and looked at him timidly.

They don't believe him.

Chi Yan wasn't surprised, let alone angry.

"These are the clothes I bought specially for you." Behind Chi Yan, the male servants carried out several boxes, wooden frames were not allowed, otherwise the clothes would get wet in such a snowy day.

The male servants opened the box, and inside was a piece of strong linen, blue-gray linen, clean and tidy.

The crowd suddenly became agitated, and some wanted to squeeze forward.

The demons began to maintain order. They stood in front of the clothes and glared at these poor people.

The demons themselves were still vicious, and the poor were taken aback and backed away a little.

Chi Yan went on to say: "Women and children get clothes first, men last, and those with babies at home can get an animal skin."

"Call the one whose name is called."

Chi Yan glanced at Ryan, Ryan looked at the list, and called their names not fluently - after all, he had just learned to read, and some words had to be brainstormed to match the pronunciation.

"Linna!"

A woman came out, and she walked forward cautiously, with a humble and pitiful attitude, and she whispered: "I have a child at home...only six months old, and he needs an animal skin."

Ryan glanced at the family members facing the list, and nodded to the manservant who was looking at the clothes, and the manman handed her a sackcloth for adults and a piece of animal skin.

The woman hugged the clothes and the animal skin in disbelief. She felt that she was hallucinating. Maybe she was dreaming now. Why did she have such a beautiful dream?

When she turned her head, she found that other people were also looking at her with surprised expressions.

"This is real……"

"Someone really cares about us!"

"My lord! I also have children at home!"

"My family has three!"

"My lord! My wife has frostbitten her legs, she is at home and cannot come out to get her clothes!"

The names of all the poor were called, and they stepped forward with excitement and trance, and received the clothes that belonged to themselves and their families.

After the last person received it, they failed to leave here.

Chi Yan continued: "I didn't give these to you, I want to get paid."

The poor were stupid, and many of them knelt directly to the ground.

"My lord...we really have no money, and we have no food..."

"My lord, please take pity on us, we really have nothing..."

"grown ups!"

"grown ups!!"

……

Chi Yan's voice was soft: "I'm not asking you to give it now, I'll find you a job, and part of your job reward will be given to me directly to cover these clothes and animal skins, and the other part will be distributed directly in the form of food Here you are, but if you don't want food, you just want money, that's fine."

The poor people looked at each other and thought they were dreaming.

A small man said, "My lord! We can do it! We can do anything you want!"

As long as they have a bite to eat, they can even sell their souls, the feeling of having nothing in their stomachs, the feeling of being so hungry that they vomit, become numb, and can’t sleep, not everyone can bear it, but they Days and nights endured.

The next thing was that Ryan arranged for them.

Chi Yan set up a small workshop by himself, processed sugar cubes into powdered sugar, and then made cakes. He wanted to sell the cakes to rich nobles, businessmen, and noble ladies.

Ladies having dinner, don't you want to buy some cakes?

Merchants party, don't you want some creme brulee?

The nobles have a banquet, can you not buy these two?

In order to prevent the poor from smuggling things out by themselves, Chi Yan also made very strict rules.

But before that, they had to build a workshop by themselves on the flat land of the slum—it was not free, and they also got food when building it.

The poor did not dare to be lazy. Before working, Ryan told them that if laziness was discovered, they would be thrown out. Because the slums are now under the management of Chi Yan, they can't even go back to their own homes, they can only go out to wander, no matter how brave they are The poor people dare not be lazy. They are watched all the time. Even if they want to pee, they must come back within a fixed time.

As for Xie Da, they don't have this option, because the stomach is empty, and it's amazing to be able to pull it out.

That's all a day's work for the poor--they're so hungry, their strength is limited, and they don't get much work at all.

But each of them still got a piece of kato biscuit the size of a grown man's palm and about three centimeters thick.

The poor people are at their most enthusiastic when they line up to receive kato biscuits.

The women still took the lead, they got their cakes, and when they heard Ryan say they could go home, they couldn't wait to rush back home.

They would eat a little of the pie and save the other half.

As long as I can survive, I would rather be hungry than eat all the food.

Some women's children are already six or seven years old, and they can only eat up the cakes. After all, children need to eat to live, and they must eat more and be full before continuing to work tomorrow.

Some people got together to burn some hot water with the only firewood left, and then broke open the kato to cook, so that a big bowl of batter could be cooked, and everyone could have a round belly.

When the hot paste was drunk into their mouths, many people finally had light in their numb eyes.

The food entered their stomachs and their bodies warmed up. Even if they were not particularly full, they felt a little bit of happiness.

The next day, everyone went to work early.

They also received their first breakfast—the glutinous rice bran and beans were boiled, very thick, and each had a big bowl. Men may not be able to eat too much, but women in normal times can eat this bowl, even if they My stomach is empty now, and I won't feel hungry after drinking.

In the afternoon, they got another meal, still mushy.

After work at night, everyone still got a piece of kato biscuit.

This reassured everyone that they could have food and save a little food.

For them, this is the luckiest thing they have encountered this winter, or even their half life.