The Sun King's Evidence

As soon as they saw the appearance of the carriage, the eyes of everyone at the door almost turned blood red. They waved their dirty hands and kept insulting and cursing the guys who came out to transport the goods. It could be seen that if there were not sergeants present, these people would It is very likely that they will rush up and snatch all the black bread on the carriage.

At this time, the shopkeeper came out. He was a middle-aged man with a few strands of white hair, sunken eye sockets, a big hooked nose and yellow skin, which made him look less like a local. He was not tall. He was only about 1.7 meters tall, and the physical and mental burden seemed to have overwhelmed him. He motioned to the guys to move faster and not to delay.

As soon as the shop owner appeared, crazy curses broke out from the crowd.

"Cavendish is a skilled craftsman from Estalia. He has good skills and can do a lot of things. About fifteen years ago, he came to Fogele to work for the knight lord Foge here. Count Le worked as a craftsman." Francois said to Ryan: "After working for the lord here for almost ten years, Count Fogler saw that Cavendish was older, so he sympathized with his hard work and agreed to He only works three hours a day, and the rest of the time he can stay at home and rest.”

The knight lords attach great importance to such craftsmen who come to work with excellent skills. Ryan is not surprised by this. Rather than letting the craftsmen die of exhaustion in their positions, it is better for him to train more apprentices to take over. He The lord is happy to live a long life, and so is he.

"But Cavendish was a restless man, so he decided to open a shop. On the one hand, he could make some money, and on the other hand, he could reunite with his family." Francois saw those gray-haired old people and old people. The women were all crowded at the door of the shop, with disgust flashing in their wise eyes: "But as you know, Ryan, the living standards of serfs in this country are not good. Maybe in your and my territory, serfs can guarantee They have enough food and clothing, and they can even kill a chicken during the Chinese New Year, but in other territories where the tax rate is 90%, the life of the serfs is much harder.”

"On an extremely cold winter not long after he opened his shop, an old woman came to his door and took out some copper coins and wanted to buy some bread. Seeing that she was hungry and cold, Cavendish gave it to her for free out of kindness. Ginger soup and bread were provided and she was given a hearty meal, and that was how it all began.”

"Cavendish began to notice the plight of the serfs. Many old serfs were starving because they were unable to work, so he made a decision to believe in Thalia, the goddess of mercy. He decided to pay tribute to the people in the town of Vogele Old serfs distribute free brown bread, and poor serfs and residents over fifty-five years old registered with Count Vogler can come to his shop to receive brown bread."

"Such a kind act." Ryan nodded. He noticed that many old men and women came out holding bread bags. But it was different from what Ryan had imagined. There was no expression of gratitude on these people's faces. Instead, they were all calm and taken for granted. .

"Hey, Ryan, continue to listen to me." Francois continued: "Of course the serfs were happy with this good deed, so the old serfs began to come to collect black bread from Cavendish. As the news spread, the news spread like wildfire that there was a store in Fogler that gave away free brown bread. Townsfolk and serfs from nearby towns also came to the door repeatedly. Even some serfs in their prime began to come to ask for it. Cavendi Xu didn't pay much attention, so he sent hundreds of black bread every month. Not only that, but on holidays, Cavendish also sent gingerbread cookies to the temple of the Goddess of Mercy."

"The story is here, Ryan, do you think this is a story full of compassion and kindness? Cavendish made a heart-warming move?" Francois smiled, but his smile was very cold.

Ryan raised his head. Many old people who had received the bread bags were leaving with peace of mind. However, the serfs and townspeople who had not received the bread bags were still cursing wildly. If there were no sergeants to maintain order, maybe they would fight and overturn the shop. .

He somewhat understood: "After that, Cavendish's starting point may be good, but people are always greedy and always insatiable. He can help some people, but he cannot help everyone. He can fill some people." The belly of a serf, but he is destined to be unable to change the status quo."

"Yes, that's right. Not only did Cavendish's efforts not earn him any gratitude from the serfs, he didn't even get any false thanks." Francois stared at the door of the shop with cold eyes.

After the free black bread was given out, there were always some people who didn't get it, so these people vented their hatred and dissatisfaction with the craziest and most vicious curses and insults, and then left cursing.

"Cavendish's kindness was not rewarded with gratitude, but insults. Two months after he started delivering bread, the serfs frantically insulted the southerner and called him a despicable thief because Cavendish did not Telling the serfs that he was responsible for paying for the bread, the serfs heard the news from nowhere. Cavendish took the relief grain provided by the Lord and Lady Mercy as his own, and then divided a pitiful portion. Give them a little bit.”

"This statement soon gained the support of the vast majority of people, so many serfs began to come to ask Cavendish to supply him with all the black bread from the beginning of the distribution of black bread until now. Some serfs also said that they did not want black bread. For bread, just give him the money."

"Cavendish is a craftsman and he also has to live. Naturally, he cannot satisfy the growing appetite of these people. After all, the black bread he can supply for free is limited."

"As a result, everyone's malice towards him gradually became more and more intense. Almost everyone insulted him and asked him to spit out the relief food he had swallowed. Sometimes when the free bread ran out, the serfs who had not received it would rush into the store to rob it, and they would rob whatever they saw. What are we robbing, and we plausibly say that this is what we deserve, and it was given to us by the lady? Sometimes the carriage did not deliver the free bread in time, and the serfs even broke open the shop door, went in and smashed it, even Cavendish's life Many serfs who had not received the bread tried to break into his home and hit the windows of his home with stones. His wife and three children were also insulted by many people."

Ryan's eyes burned with anger, and he clenched his fists: "It's really not worth it, not worth it at all. By the way, doesn't the earl here intend to take care of these things?"

Francois nodded: "Of course, the earl was very angry when he learned about this. Dozens of serfs were hanged or impaled to death with wooden stakes. At the same time, the earl also sent sergeants to protect Cavendish's shop. , and also protect his personal safety.”

"It's just that this behavior further angered the serfs. The serfs believed that Cavendish was a complete scum and scum. With the protection of the sergeant, they no longer dared to use their hands, but the insults and insults became even worse."

"Faced with this situation, Cavendish decided not to remain silent. He still insisted on his good deeds and decided to tell the truth about the fact that he had to pay for the black bread by himself. He knew that the serfs would not believe him, so he In front of everyone in the center of the town, he told everyone the reason why he did this, because his grandfather had been a glorious knight of Estalia. I hope to promote the glory of chivalry..."

"Hahaha~" Ryan shook his head with a sneer: "How can these people believe him at this time and come out to explain? If you agree with him, wouldn't it be tantamount to admitting your own mistakes? Wouldn't you feel guilty?"

"Exactly, even with the help of the priests of the Goddess of the Lake and the Goddess of Mercy, the residents of Fogler still refused to believe Cavendish's words. They believed that Cavendish's grandfather must have committed some heinous crime. He wants to get their forgiveness in this way, or he wants to attract the lady's attention in this way. In short, no matter how Cavendish explains it, they only have three words, no, accept, accept."

"At the same time, these serfs were still eating the free black bread sent by Cavendish with peace of mind, and continued to scold Cavendish for his despicability and stinginess. Cavendish was still insisting on his good deeds."

"That's the story I'm going to tell you, Ryan."

The young chosen champion fell into silence and could not speak for a long time. The Duke looked at him calmly and motioned to the peasant woman to have another bowl. The peasant woman responded happily. The Holy Grail Knight also asked for more. What does this mean? This shows that the Holy Grail Knight thinks his stew is delicious! Don’t worry about not being able to sell it in the future!

"I think I know what you mean, my Duke." After a long silence, Ryan said.

"Among the eight virtues of knighthood, mercy is a very important virtue. We need to sympathize with the people. We need to understand that it is their hard work and taxes that make Britannia a country of knights. Only knights have With money, we have the ability to defend our country and get out of production." Francois ate the stew and then said to Ryan: "But this does not mean that we must ensure that every serf has enough to eat. We must ensure that everyone has enough money. All desires are fulfilled, mercy is given by knights, if we don’t give it to them, they can’t come and snatch it away.”

"Ryan, you and I both understand that this country is in recession, that serfdom is on the verge of collapse, and that we need to change, but just like the Cavendish thing, there are some things you can't rush, and there are some things we must not only Change bit by bit, and let them understand that this is our gift, our mercy, and we may take it away at any time.”

"We fight on horseback and protect this country from the threats of evil beings such as greenskins, vampires, chaos, beastmen, etc. They work hard to farm and pay taxes, and we shed blood. We never owe them anything. In the face of threats, knights Never shirking responsibilities, they mount their horses, raise their lances, and the knights fight for the people, the kingdom, the glory, and the lady."

"This is mercy, not encouraging the serfs to rebel. Remember, Ryan, greed is nature. You and I can defeat this under the guidance and teachings of the lady, but how many Holy Grail Knights are there? Make up Britannia. 98% or more of the main force of knights are knights who have failed or have not passed the Holy Grail trial. The gap between ideals and reality has ruthlessly shattered the dreams of most knights, invisibly bringing a heavy burden and pain to the knights. "Francois's deep eyes flashed with wisdom: "From your behavior, I guessed what you want to do, and you control it very well, but I still want to advise you, you must be cautious, Otherwise you will be fighting against the vast majority of knights in the entire kingdom."

Ryan only felt a kind of warmth lingering in his heart. He understood that Francois was trying to remind him. The Duke himself used this story as a basis to teach him how to deal with things.

The divinely chosen champion of the Fairy of the Lake stood up, and he bowed solemnly to Francois, Duke of Winford: "I have been taught, my Duke, your words are like a lady's teachings, making me look brand new! For the management of the territory , I will be more cautious.”

"Hahaha, how can I be as good as a lady?" Francois was very happy to see that Ryan had listened. He patted Ryan on the shoulder one after another: "We don't need to be too open to each other, Ryan. Just think of me as your elder."

"Thank you, my Lord Duke." Ryan then sat down and sighed: "You are right, people are always greedy. Besides black bread, there is white bread, and above chicken and duck, there is beef. The serfs have never listened to the lady's teachings and understand that virtuous people are in the minority after all. The generosity that everyone has will not make the serfs grateful. Only serfs who show outstanding performance are eligible for promotion."

"That's the truth." Francois nodded repeatedly: "People's expectations will change based on your generosity and giving. Serfs have not received enough education, and they can easily be converted subconsciously. Concepts, from what we give to what they deserve, can be a very short process.”

"It seems that these villagers are so stubborn. Even the Lady's Monastery and the Church of the Goddess of Mercy came out to testify that they refused to believe it. In fact, it's not that they don't want to believe it, but that they can't, because once they choose to admit that these black bread are khat Vendish paid for it himself, which means that he is at fault, feels guilty, and can no longer eat free brown bread with peace of mind."

Ryan sighed: "Exactly, so the serfs will subconsciously accuse Cavendish, slander his reputation, and doubt his motives, so this situation occurs. The serfs are not willing to admit their mistakes in any case. On the contrary, any conspiracy theory will make them subconsciously agree with it and then believe it deeply."

After thinking about it, Ryan suddenly smiled and said: "Why don't you ask Lidya Su and Yuli to come to the class together? I think they need it too."

Francois laughed loudly: "Yuli is too much like me when I was young. He only has war horses and lances, battles and honors in his heart. I teach him these now, but he can't listen. As for Sulia...she is old Too young, teaching her this now is harmful and useless, only you, Ryan, you are mature enough."

At this moment, a figure wrapped in a black robe escaped from the crowd and slipped into an alley, attracting the attention of Ryan and Francois. Ryan whispered: "There is something wrong with that person. In this place, there is something wrong." For the season, he wore it too thinly and wrapped it too tightly.”

"Maybe it's a vampire, let's go! Let's go take a look!"

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