"My Lord."

    Thorne went into the study, looked at Arthur at his desk and called softly.

    Looking up, Arthur smiled, "have you been notified? How do you feel?"

    Thorne replied truthfully, "the farmers are very happy that they have been notified."

    "I didn''t ask that. I can probably imagine the joy of the farmers. I''m asking how you feel." holding a quill pen in one hand, Arthur watched Thorne carefully.

    Thorne subconsciously frowned, looked at Arthur and said, "Sir, I don''t quite understand. Why are you so kind to those serfs? Maybe it''s not a good thing."

    "Do you really think I did it out of kindness?"

    "Of course!" Thorne said confidently, "there is no more merciful Lord in the north or in the whole kingdom. Even the serfs themselves did not expect that you would take the initiative to exempt so many taxes."

    Arthur was very happy to be praised seriously, even though he didn''t think what he did had anything to do with "kindness".

    In his opinion, the Taxes exempted by him are some very wonderful things.

    For example, to pick up firewood in the forest, you need to pay forest and land tax, to get married, to leave the farm, to pay separation tax, to buy and sell livestock and grain, to pay permission tax, and even to pay tax.

    To put it bluntly, the fundamental reason why serfs lived in poverty was the exploitation of his Lord.

    Although deeply sympathized with the situation of serfs, Arthur did not want to eliminate exploitation, change his life and return the serfs to freedom.

    After all, the ass decides the head, and if you take too big a step, you''ll pull the egg!

    The purpose of exempting those wonderful taxes is to untie the serfs, give them some freedom, and pave the way and prepare for the construction of the territory in the future.

    Looking at Thorne, Arthur asked, "Sir Thorne, what does your happiness come from?"

    "Happiness?" Thorne was stunned. Arthur''s question was a little sudden.

    After a little thought, he looked at Arthur and said, "glory is my happiness, and guarding your safety is my glory!"

    "That means your duty is your happiness, right?"

    Thorne thought for a moment and replied, "yes."

    "What is my duty? Or how can a lord be happy?" Arthur asked with a smile.

    Thorne was silent again, frowning, and one thought after another flashed in his mind: repelling Warcraft, guarding territory, strengthening the strength of Lingfeng castle, driving green and campers out of Shanghe collar, or having fun in the castle

    But he finally shook his head and replied, "my Lord, I don''t know."

    Looking at Thorne, Arthur said slowly, "the duty of a knight is to be loyal to the Lord, to honor the Lord''s glory and to shame the Lord. The duty of a Lord should be loyal to his people, to honor the people, and to shame the people! Of course, the happiness of the people is also happiness."

    Looking at Arthur''s eyes, Thorne felt suddenly hit by something.

    Arthur''s words are absurd!

    But it was this absurd speech that made him feel an unspeakable power, not fighting spirit, sword and armor, but a power he couldn''t tell.

    Looking at Thorne''s stunned look, Arthur thought he had gone too far. Then he smiled and said, "of course, this is just my opinion. Maybe there is a better answer."

    "Yes." Thorne just bowed his head and said nothing more. Arthur waved him back.

    Arthur asked Thorne to read the order. In addition to being one of the few literate people in the castle, Arthur also wanted him to feel the joy of the serfs.

    When people cheer and appreciate for what they have done, there will always be some other emotions in their hearts.

    Arthur didn''t want his guard captain to be a man who despised serfs and thought they were cheap people.

    Taking back his thoughts, Arthur forgot to ask Thorne when he was preparing to continue to complete the land reform plan. The serfs learned that he wanted to compete with them for land cultivation and their reaction to the agricultural competition.

    "Forget it, forget it."

    Smiled. Arthur was about to dip in ink with a quill pen and found that the ink was gone.

    "Leah, get some ink."

    "Leia?"

    Looking back at Leia, who was staring at him with little stars in his eyes, Arthur smiled helplessly.

    "Leah!!"

    "Ah! Lord Arthur..." Leah was startled by Arthur.

    Looking at Leia, who was frightened by himself, Arthur smiled unkindly and raised the quill pen in his hand: "there is no ink."

    "I''ll get it right away."

    ......

    ......

    The river leads South and Cumbria leads.

    On the road, a fast horse galloped, and the hooves changed to bring up pieces of soil. Although the people on the horse''s back looked tired, they looked at campesburg in front of them, clenched their teeth and waved their whip.

    "There''s a situation! A fast horse!"

    On the wall, the bodyguard in charge of lookout shouted loudly. The original figure shook, the sleepy bodyguards immediately cheered up, and the city gate below closed quickly.

    Under the gaze of several bodyguards, the galloping horse was reined and stopped in front of the city gate to breathe heavily.

    Looking up at the bodyguard on the city wall, Jeffrey shouted in a hoarse voice, "open the city gate! Get urgent news from the river! I want to see the count!"

    His face was full of vicissitudes, his lips were dry and cracked, and his face looked tired.

    "Who are you? Who ordered you to come here!" although the guards on the wall thought he was not suspicious, they didn''t know him, so they didn''t let him in.

    "My name is Jeffrey. I''m Lord milt''s attendant. I''ll get urgent news from the river. Lingfeng Castle wants to renegotiate!"

    Hearing the speech, several bodyguards in front of the city exchanged with each other and shouted to milt below, "wait a minute!"

    The castle gate was soon opened. Jeffrey squeezed his horse''s belly and entered the castle quickly.

    Turning over and dismounting, Jeffrey nearly fell to the ground, endured the burning pain in his inner thigh, looked at the bodyguard in front of him, and said eagerly, "I want to see Lord libron, go to the river and get urgent news!"

    Then he took out a letter sealed with red wax from his arms.

    The bodyguard looked tired on his face and said, "wait a minute. I''ll inform the adult now."

    ......

    Jeffrey was restless in the Council room. He thought he could see the count immediately and hand in a letter, but the other party didn''t show up.

    He tried to get up and walk several times, but he was severely stopped by two bodyguards on one side. The other side even put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

    Anxious, at least an hour or two passed. When Jeffrey asked again, a handsome man wearing gorgeous armor, blonde hair and blue eyes came up to him.

    "You''re the servant of that guy milt?" he glanced up and down at Jeffrey. Before he could answer the man, he continued, "I heard you''ve brought urgent news from the river leader. Give it to me!"

    Jeffrey bowed slightly, looked at the man and asked suspiciously, "Sir, are you?"

    Although the man in front of him was extraordinary, he looked no more than twenty or thirty years old. He could not be count libron campes at all.