I'm working on infrastructure in Xihuan

In the dark of night, the guests left in the carriage they had come in.

The light on the carriage illuminated a short section of the road ahead, and the light flickered as the carriage bumped. The carriage was surrounded by darkness, and a ray of breeze at night passed through the window, bringing a hint of coolness mixed with the dark fragrance of flowers.

It is the aroma of basil.

This season is the last blooming period of basil. All the flowers turn into a rich color that is almost deep purple, and they fall heavily on the branches. Large areas of flowers are laid out like a thick velvet blanket. Even if the petals are blown by the wind, they will not change. It will move with the wind as it did when it first opened, undulating like waves on the sea.

And if you look at it in the night, the large flower field is pure black, and the dim light on the carriage is instantly swallowed up by it.

Lucien did not lie at all in the letter he wrote to Issie. The field of basil flowers at night was like a bottomless abyss formed by the sudden subsidence of the land, which made people tremble and fear for no reason.

"...Really, Duke Velvet is so poor that he can't even bear to install a lamp?" Someone in the carriage couldn't help complaining to himself, put down the car curtains he was talking about casually, and rubbed his arms Goosebumps popped up.

And the complained His Excellency Duke Velvet was standing at the study window on the second floor watching the guest's carriage go away, those dim lights disappeared at the end of the road one by one, as if they were completely swallowed up by the night.

"Alas..." Lucien sighed, and tugged at the tight neckline again.

Anna had already taken off the complicated scarves and accessories that originally adorned the neckline, and loosened a few buttons on the neckline thoughtfully. Although the starched collar is straight and straight, it is not comfortable, even if there are no buttons to fasten it, it still holds up firmly. shape.

The comfortable indoor clothes were quickly sent to the study room. Anna changed out of Lucien's dress familiarly. Lucien opened his hands to lift and put it down in coordination, and stared blankly at the decorative painting on the wall.

"It's not very good." He muttered in a low voice, "If this continues, there may be a confrontation."

Anna lowered her head and straightened Lucien's clothes, looking at her nose, nose and heart, as if she had forgotten her ears outside the study door, as if she couldn't hear what Lucien was saying.

Today's dinner did not achieve a happy ending for you, me, everyone - this was completely within Lucien's expectations. After all, population and land are the untouchable lifeblood of the manor owner, even if these things are actually far less profitable than Other industries are far more important to them than building factories and doing business.

Therefore, even if Lawrence's eloquent words break the sky, it is impossible to change the fundamental values ​​​​of those aristocratic gentlemen under the land standard system.

The banquet process was barely considered harmonious. There was no knocking on plates, smashing bowls, and tables to tear your face, but at the end, it changed from being reasonable to unpleasant personal attacks, forcing Lucien to slap the table and lose a wine glass. Everyone Finally sat down and finished the meal.

But in terms of results...

It's not too different from what Lucien predicted when he wrote the invitation. At the banquet, everyone just made their words so clear that they couldn't be more clear. To convince anyone, if you insist on saying the final conclusion, it can only be described as "breaking up unhappy".

There was no consensus on the opinions, and Lucien wanted to continue to promote the project of building the city. It was foreseeable that he would encounter great resistance from the manor owners in the future—it would become difficult to recruit craftsmen and labor to build the city, and building materials and The transportation roads for goods will be blocked, and the chamber of commerce with the power of the manor behind it will basically not agree to enter the city.

In this way, Lucien has to consider external investment and other channels to expand the city's population to ensure that the city can operate. It must not be like the best plan in his mind, so that the local rural surplus labor force in Velvet will be attracted by the city's development. Cities migrate and become the first urban populations.

At that time, depending on the means of the manor owner to restrict population movement, Lucien will implement corresponding preferential policies for urban population through the county government. In the worst case, he may have to use the weapon [the air of the city is free]. It is necessary to start writing letters to the imperial capital to pave the way for vaccinations from now on, otherwise not only the local Velveer, but the entire country may have a very serious backlash against this policy...

Ah, just thinking about the workload, Lucien's head started to hurt.

If possible, he still wanted to avoid confrontation with the local nobles. It wasn't because he was weak in nature or anything. It was just that a brat never knew what enough was enough, and he couldn't stop the car if he played crazy.

Although it is a symbiosis strategy that has continued from the previous life to the present when the bear child charges him to deal with the aftermath, the impact of killing a consul is relatively small. According to the review decision of the noble council in the imperial capital, the current human settings have to be adjusted to a more suitable frequency band.

In short, it is very troublesome.

When Lucien muttered and complained that the nobles were always looking for trouble for him, so that his workload was so heavy that he might not have time to write letters to his doll, Anna had quietly changed him into a soft and comfortable one. Indoor clothes, and then combed Lucien's braided and tied hair, thinking about which day Lucien's schedule would be free, she arranged for a barber to cut Lucien's hair.

During the whole process, Lucien's murmurs came in from her left ear and out of her right ear. She also pretended that she didn't see the excited and fanatical smile on her Highness's face which was completely different from the complaints in her mouth. She just rubbed her hands silently and gave Lucien rubbed his forehead for a while.

When the maid knocked on the door and told Lucien in a low voice that there was a visitor, hot tea and snacks had already been placed in the study, the incense in the corner exuded a faint bitter smell of medicinal herbs, and the official documents that should not be seen by the guests were put away. , Lucien was also taken care of by Anna, and he was ready to welcome the second wave of guests.

"It feels like picking up a guest." Lucien hugged the soft pillow and yawned a little tiredly.

This time, Anna's intermittent deafness did not occur. She glanced down at Lucien's crooked sitting posture, and reminded, "Master, manners."

Lucien pursed his lips, and put down his legs curled up on the armchair, "It doesn't matter, President Andasi won't care."

After being led to the door by the maid, and hearing Lucien's words before opening the door, Andasi swore that it was because he was a good person that he didn't turn around and leave on the spot.

In addition, he was indeed a little interested in what the study of this little lunatic Lucien looked like.

According to the normal routine, plus Chairman Andassi's life experience of so many years, as long as he is not so poor that he doesn't even have a living room, he will basically not receive outsiders in places other than the living room, such as a study. The place belongs to the owner's private area, even if it is divided into "one's own people", not everyone is allowed to enter.

Andasi remembered that when he was young, he had been lurking in a noble family for a while. Even his wife and children were not allowed to enter the father's study. He had to spend a lot of effort in order to get the documents needed for the mission.

And now, the study of the Duke of Velvet was open to him without any concealment.

Even the Duke himself looked defenseless, wearing soft and loose indoor clothes, with his hair tied up in a random way, and the broken hair was scattered and curled up because of his natural curls, and he was nestling in the armchair with a soft pillow Here, the whole person exudes a tired and lazy relaxed atmosphere.

Because Lucien's lazy posture was taken for granted, Andasi even got nervous for a moment whether he was dressed a little too formally and seriously, which didn't fit today's atmosphere.

The light in the study room is not very bright either. The dim yellow light is more suitable for catching up on sleep. There is a separate light stand near the seat, which also has the function of storage. There are documents and books everywhere. .

Andasius took the opportunity of exchanging greetings with Lucien to glance through those books. Looking at the cover style, he knew that most of them were adventure novels and love stories produced by bards. There were also many books about history and politics scattered here. One book after another, I don't know if Lucien read it carefully, or just used it for pretending.

Anna added tea to them, and left with the maid waiting in the study, leaving a space for Lucien and the guests to talk alone.

"You stay there and don't let anyone come over." She pointed to two maids to guard the door, and then led someone to check whether the guest room was ready.I don't know when Lucien is going to chat with Andasi today, but he came to visit so late

Guests, no matter what, there is no reason for people to go back late at night.

Let the kitchen prepare some soft and digestible supper. If you drink too much tea too late, Lucien will definitely have a stomachache in the middle of the night. Later, he will bring the supper to replace the tea and snacks...

While thinking about this, Anna said to the maid who was following her casually: "You all have to be honest these few days. The master is in a bad mood. If you are caught lazy, you will definitely be punished."

The young maids behind her looked at each other, nodded respectfully, and came over boldly and curiously, wanting to hear Anna say a few more things about the lord.

Although they often follow Lucien, Lucien seldom asks them to come close to serve. Looking at them is no different from looking at vases, let alone being so dependent and intimate with Anna, and occasionally acting like children. Soft language and coquettish.

Some of them privately said that the reason why Anna has not married up to now may be because she has something to do with the lord.

Anna looked at the girl who came closer, and frowned coldly, "Don't ask if you shouldn't."

She warned the other party coldly, but it was as if her temporary blindness had flared up again, and she didn't see the eyes of the several maids who were terrified.