On a large table, there were a lot of books, rosters, and various documents left behind in the farm for many years.

Ruosha sat at the table and looked at the documents one by one. Sometimes she would pick up other documents to compare them with each other, and sometimes she would recalculate some numbers.

Candles have been lit by the table, and the swaying light cast Ruosha's figure on the wall. The figure swayed slightly with the evening breeze blowing in outside the window, and the beautiful curves were like tender willows by the river that attracted reverie.

This is a midsummer night that is not very hot but still stirs the heart. The slightly smoky wind blows on your body very comfortable, but it will also be anxious because of the warmth in the wind.

When Alexander walked into the room, he saw a beautiful view.

A girl wearing a long linen dress of a farm girl but extremely beautiful, with two braids tied together on the back of her head and completely tied her thick golden head from the root of her hair. Her long scattered hair drooped down to cover her entire back. Her left elbow was supported on the table, and her left hand was against her chin, as if she was suffering from some problems. A quill pen in her right hand kept writing on the paper, making rustling sounds.

The light shone on her side face, and the half-light and half-dark light made the outline on her face clearer and clearer. When she frowned slightly because of a problem, it seemed that the whole room became dim with her bad mood. When she finally solved the problem, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, showing an intoxicating smile, and for a moment, everything seemed to become better.

Alexander looked at this beautiful scene like a scroll carefully against the door frame. He believed that if the scene at this time was seen by the amazing painters and masters today, he would definitely freeze this beautiful moment on their scroll. In this era, there might be food, but there would be no shortage of art masters who are willing to explore inspiration and describe beauty.

They can make Ruosha's image spread to the world from now on, and can even become an idol that intoxicates countless people in many years in the future. Just like Lisa Chogongdu, who is famous for later generations, the deeds of the lady herself have almost been forgotten, but the image depicted on the canvas by Leonardo da Vinci's magical giant hands has become the most valuable and most unforgettable "women" in the minds of countless collectors.

Just thinking of this, Alexander suddenly felt that he shouldn't have such a portrait. He did not want to share Ruosha's beauty with others, nor did he want others to see this beauty. He only hoped that Ruosha would now belong to his own "private collection".

"It seems I have to learn how to draw myself." Alexander murmured himself in a low voice.

His slight noise attracted Ruosha's attention. The girl who was originally immersed in work raised her head because she was disturbed. Seeing that it was Alexander, her originally frowning eyebrows slowly opened: "I thought it was Burley or a maid."

The farm arranged a maid to serve Ruosha. It happened that the maid was the wife of the hunter Carlo on the farm.

"Berry should still be patrolling the farm." Alexander shook his head helplessly. Although the conflict between Boerry and the Bohemians had subsided during the day had subsided, the hostility between the two sides had not decreased at all. Although Ruosha immediately announced to pay the Bohemians to appease the mercenaries through this incident, the matter did not subside.

Burley seemed a little dissatisfied with Ruosha's decision. He used the excuse of going to inspect the farm and refused the invitation to have the first dinner together in the farm. Instead, he took two elderly villagers to wander around.

Originally, Carlo was best at this kind of thing. As a hunter, Carlo knew almost everything nearby. However, when Ruosha announced that Carlo could get a piece of land that Alexander promised him before, Burley didn't even want to see Carlo's face.

In fact, it was not just Carlo. The villagers who had participated in the defense of the farm before received the promised fields. Although they suffered a lot after being caught, two of them were even ordered by the tax collector to hang themselves on the frame beam at the entrance of the farm, their families still got the promised fields. Ruosha even asked the two poor wives and children to kiss her hands to express their gratitude.

All of this made Ruosha quickly support everyone on the farm, and some villagers were even shouting "Long live the Earl Miss". This cheer was obviously different from the meaning of others calling her "Earl Miss Kosencha".

Even the Bohemians thought that the lady was indeed a generous person, and the generous rewards they received during this long journey made them satisfied with riding horses and running around the farm.

Alexander walked to the table and looked at the table with documents filled with various handwritings. He tilted his head to look at Ruosha.

It happened that Ruosha was looking up at him at this time. Under the light, her straight nose bridge reflected some shadows on her cheek on the other side, making her facial features look more vivid and clear.

"I'm poor." Ruosha said, "I have no money. In addition to the land you promised to give to the villagers, and everything stored in the entire farm has been given to the Bohemians. Although there are so many fields on the Agri River Plain, it is not our family. The Kosencha family is just the guardian of this plain. We can only get a tax from it. Now I don't even have a Florin in my hand, and I'm bankrupt."

After saying that, she looked at Alexander seriously, as if she wanted to see something in his face.

"It's bankrupt, it's really bad," Alexander shook his head. He actually knew from the beginning that this would be the result. But in order to seize Agri, he had to do anything. "It seems that if you want to use this farm as a dowry, no noble or count would be willing to marry you."

"Unless they are idiots," Ruosha picked up a thick stack of documents on the table and shook them at Alexander. "If they saw the names of people signed on it or the circles they drew, they would know that almost all the land belonging to our family had been distributed to the villagers. I really had nothing except for getting a little pitiful land rent. Marrying such a person is not a good deal for them."

As he said that, Ruosha blinked her eyes slightly naughtyly.

"Then won't get married?" Alexander sat down slowly. The meadow covered on the ground was a bit rough. His legs moved and accidentally touched Ruosha's feet.

Ruosha's feet first shrank back, then suddenly stepped forward and stepped on Alexander's legs. Then she stood up from the chair and sat side by side with Alexander on the ground against the table.

"Who would marry a girl without money and status? Although I think I am pretty, it's the most useless for the nobles."

Speaking of this, Ruosha suddenly remembered something and touched Alexander with her shoulder: "Where has that Elliott been? Why haven't I seen his person in one day?"

Feeling the slight warmth coming from Ruosha, Alexander gently closed his eyes. He was really too tired these days. He even thought about it carefully that he had not really had a good rest since leaving Naples.

"That man, he should be with Machimo now." Alexander smiled softly. He could guess that Eliath must be using his skillful verbal words at this time, while drinking wine, asking for information from the monks, especially about the two flintlock rifles.

Elliot's interest in the two muskets did not escape Alexander's eyes. In fact, as long as he is not too stupid, he will definitely notice the huge power of the two muskets due to their amazing fire rate.

Although in Alexander's view, it is impossible to say that the two guns were almost epoch-making products in this era.

But despite this, Alexander didn't care that the secrets of the two guns would be leaked.

Although it took a long time to go from the rise of the clamp to the emergence of the flintlock, and it did have a great impact on the war situation, this technological change is actually not a difficult problem. Alexander also knew that it was not a big problem, and even if he tried his best to keep it secret, it would not be kept for too long.

Unless he only makes these two muskets for himself to play, as long as he produces in large quantities, it will not take long for others to master this simple technique.

Since this is the case, it is better to use the design of the flintlock rifle at this time to be a genius, and find a way to use this for yourself to gain some benefits.

This idea was even when he tinkered with these two muskets in the room of Castle Cosenca, and Alexander believed that Elliot, who had seen the power of these two guns, should be his first "potential customers".

As for Elliott might have found out about the muskets from Machimo and then fiddled it out by himself, Alexander was not worried about this, because he had decided not to leave the Agri River Plain Farm for the time being, and he was confident that he would create something that would be more interesting to Elliot during this period.

But the only problem now is Ruosha around her.

Alexander asked: "Have you decided to grant land to those villagers in person?"

Looking at Alexander's eyes, Ruosha smiled softly and said, "Of course, this is the land of the Kosencha family, and now it is my land. This is my power and my obligation."

"It's not your land yet," Alexander whispered. "Don't forget that you have to obey your brother Kesel, who, according to the Duke's tax collector, is now the Earl of Cosenza."

"The Count is my father," Ruosha retorted angrily, and then she shook her body and leaned against the table behind her. "I won't let Kysel succeed. He took Kosenza from his father, which is absolutely not allowed."

"Go to find the Count," Alexander said in Ruosha's ear. When he was too close, his lips almost touched Ruosha's soft earlobes. "Let him know what is going on here, and the Count will tell you what to do."

"Then what?"

Looking at Ruosha's inquiring eyes, Alexander's voice was lower and his lips were getting closer and closer to Ruosha's ears, as if he could touch her ears at any time. "Then you stay in Naples, I think something important will happen soon. At that time, the Count should be the time to use people, and you may be able to help him at that time."

The inquiring breath in Ruosha's eyes became stronger. She looked at Alexander with a little doubt and smelled in a suspicious tone: "What do you know, and who are you?"

Alexander paused for a moment, pondered for a moment before saying, "It's not difficult to guess what I know, but no one knows when it will happen. In fact, you also know what I'm talking about. As for myself, of course, it's your brother."

"Are you my brother?" Ruosha's voice was confused.

"Of course, half-brother." Alexander whispered in her ear slightly.

"But you don't look like what a brother should do now."

Ruosha looked at Alexander suspiciously. Because she was close, her lips slightly opened as she spoke and faintly swept across Alexander's cheeks, a trace of imperceptible throbbing swept between the two.

Alexander asked softly in a tone that he felt a little stiff: "What should brother do?"

Alexander really doesn't know what an older brother should do, because he has no brother or sister in his previous life or in this life.

However, as Ruosha's real brother, Kesel Kosencha knew very well what he should do.

Although Frederick's tax collector only passed for a few days, these days seemed to have passed for Keselle for a long time.

The tax collector kept his promise, and he took all his own people and handed the castle completely to Keisel.

This should have been a very happy thing for Kysel, but he couldn't enjoy even a little bit of fun.

The people in the entire castle seemed to be beginning to fear him, and even those who usually flatter him seemed to start to hide from him quietly.

This made Keisel angry but helpless.

From the moment he decided to exile his father, Keisel knew that this would be the case in the end.

However, he did not regret the choice he made, not only because he was facing life threats at that time, but more importantly, he was indeed worried that his father would pass on the territory and titles to Ruosha.

So when he had just taken over the castle from the tax collector, he ordered the secret passage leading to the top of the mountain to block the secret passage. At the same time, he ordered to strengthen his vigilance. Although he did not think that Ruosha could escape from the tax collector, he did not believe that Ruosha could do anything under the pursuit of Bohemian mercenaries.

Maybe it's time to send a letter to Earl Modillo to tell him that he had made a decision.

On the fifth day, Keisel began to think about it.

He knew that Modilo had great hope for Ruosha, or how much benefit Ruosha's future marriage would bring to him.

But now Keisel's decision obviously has a huge conflict with Modillo's wishes, and Keisel does not believe that Modillo will give up.

But this time Kesel was not afraid of the count.

A passage the tax collector said to him before always lingered in Kesel's mind, which prompted him to finally decide that he would rather exile his father than take the risk of seizing the throne of Earl.

"The Naples will face a famine, and even the richest man will bend his knees in the face of hunger. Flattering for a piece of good grilled lamb may be shameless, but kneeling down and begging for a piece of bread that can make a living is not shameful. And the person who can give alms is an angel."

These words from the tax collector made Keisel's throat hot, and he felt that he had finally seized the opportunity.

Even if he can inherit Kosenza's title, he will still only rely on Modillo. If he can be as the tax collector said, he may become a hero of the Naples!

Once this thought came out, it could no longer be suppressed, so that when he grabbed the seal from his father's neck, the guilt only flashed slightly in his heart and disappeared.

Keisel walked to the table and picked up the pen. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally started writing:

"Dear Saint-Garre and the Count of Ischia of Naples..."

This is the beginning of this letter from Kysel, and it is all about it.

Then he heard a thunderous sound of horse hooves coming from outside the castle, and then a servant rushed in in panic!

"Sir, it's a lady, the lady is back!"

"Who, Ruosha?" Kaiser thought for a while before he understood, and then he scolded angrily, "What's the panic about this? Did she come back with the tax collector?"

"No, sir," said the attendant pale face. "She came back with the Bohemians, no, no," the attendant shook his head vigorously, as if he was awake before yelling loudly. "It was the lady who brought the Bohemians back, and they were now outside the castle!"
Chapter completed!