People are building infrastructure in another world

Aurora clearly distinguishes between public funds and her own money, and they cannot be used together. She can raise her salary, but the money for the territory still needs to be spent on the construction of the territory.

Miguel is not conscious about this at all, "You can take it if you like it, it's all yours."

Aurora knew that he would say that, and she would definitely want it back, and she couldn't pay the dowry backwards, so when the gold coins from the next quarter were brought back, she would give them to herself.

The magic scroll of the Judgment of Light needs to be sealed by a magician who has left. The scroll is very demanding and requires the use of high-level monster skins.

"System, can the scroll use paper instead of high-level Warcraft skin?"

[It cannot be completely replaced, the quality of the paper is very high, and it needs a special potion to be mixed with the bone powder of the monster. 】

[It is recommended that the host make qualified paper first. 】

"Understood." Aurora asked the reporter to make two more trips.

One is to mention to the dormitory renovated by the church that the injured freedmen should be properly accommodated. If there is a medical trouble, the children and their own people will be kept first. If anyone hurts someone, they will be thrown out of the manor.

The second is to go to the granary and distribute some beans and wheat to the free people, so that they can be separated from the grain of the peasants. These grains will be recorded and regarded as loans.

Aurora will never do charity that will never return. This will only encourage the arrogance of the local people to be lazy. Everyone should be responsible for their own lives.

The knights in the territory also had to pay wages, and in order to protect the free people, three attendants died.

The soldier's heart can't be chilled, Aurora, the servant's family, has given money to appease him.

But this part of the cost can't be borne by her alone, these free people haven't paid taxes yet.

When Aurora accepted the freedman, she thought about many situations. She could accept it, but the other party had to work hard to make money and contribute to the territory.

Aurora didn't think she was wrong in doing so. She couldn't be a Virgin Mary if she wanted sustainable development. In essence, she also thought she was selfish.

But Oro is using the social system of his previous life as a reference for comparison.

From the point of view of slave farmers and free people, Aurora is the most generous lord they have ever seen.

At least she was willing to think about them, to provide them with food and a place to cover their heads so that they could survive.

The other lords, it's not that they belittle.

The lords are all aloof and do not suffer from the sufferings of the world.

As for those who have experienced suffering in the world, they will soon be corroded by a comfortable life after having a title.

In a word, all of Aurora's "beautiful" characters are set off by her peers.

At the church, everything is fine, there is no medical trouble like Aurora imagined, and it is already fine if someone is willing to take him in for treatment.

What's more, the knights are always patrolling here, and the free folk dare not make small moves at all.

On this day, the snow fell lightly, and Aurora went to a remote place to play the violin again. Now she played the violin well and didn't saw wood anymore.

The tones are all online, but they are not smooth and coherent. When playing a short section, you always have to stop and think about the score.

But music cultivates one's temperament. Every time she plays the violin, Aurora's irritability will be swept away. There is no need for restraint, and playing music happily is enough.

Mrs. Taylor often comes to listen to it, because Aurora's music scores are full of joy, which can make people feel happy physically and mentally. Even if Aurora's violin playing skills have yet to be improved, it does not affect her appreciation.

Aurora finished her daily tasks today, and looked back at Mrs. Taylor's shining eyes.Aurora wondered if she should perform rehearsals to enrich the spiritual world of the people.

For this matter, Aurora thought of a person who likes to tell stories and went to Gander, which made paper.

He is young, but he is good at telling stories.

Aurora played another song for Mrs. Taylor, then went to the study and asked Susan to call Gander.

In the winter, Gander was sweating because of running so fast, "madam, is there anything wrong with me?"

Aurora: "Do you like your current job?"

Gander nodded: "I like it, thank you so much Ma'am, I never thought I could do this job, it exceeded expectations..."

Barbara, Gander said as many compliments as he could think of.

Aurora smiled and said: "Is that so? I was thinking that you prefer to write scripts and make up stories, and I plan to arrange another job for you."

"Huh?" Gander's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at Aurora eagerly, "Write the script? Me?"

Aurora said narrowly: "That's right, in addition to writing scripts, you also need to arrange for others to perform plays. But it seems that you already have a favorite job."

"No, no, no..." Gander was a little shy, and twitched a bit, "My favorite thing is to write scripts. Madam thinks I... can I do it well?"

"Think about it, I didn't invest much in the early stage, your salary may be less than now..."

Before Aurora finished speaking, Gan De said anxiously: "I prefer the script writing work arranged by Madam, please make sure that Madam allows me to participate."

Aurora stopped joking, "Okay, now that you've decided, I hope you will work hard. You need to think about the script yourself, and the actors can only choose children under the age of 16. I will see the script in a week, and if I pass it, I will start rehearsing , the performance time will probably be in summer.”

Aurora is always so direct.

Because of the directness, Gander clearly felt that Aurora valued her, "I will do a good job in this job and will not disappoint Madam. I can write the script in less than a week or three days."

"It's still a week, write two scripts. I have requirements for scripts." Aurora wants to do some popular science for girls, such as not being touched by adults, and boys should not be treated frivolously because of their different body structures. girls.

Then for some love categories, Mrs. Taylor likes lovers who will eventually get married, but it needs to create a poignant atmosphere.

After making a few requests, Gander immediately understood, "Okay, ma'am, let's write."

"Go ahead, finish writing, and I will give you a raise later."

"Yeah." It's okay without a salary increase, and he can be engaged in the career he likes. Gander is full of spirit and confidence. Although he is still a boy under sixteen, he has already constructed many storylines in his mind. I wrote it out.

After summoning Gander, Aurora went back to the room and fell into "hibernation".

It has been snowing in Beichen for a long time, and the servants of the castle take Linong to dig ice on the river.

Ice cubes can make the hot summer less difficult. Aurora would like to ask the alchemists and magicians if they can work together to develop an air conditioner or a refrigerator. If not, a cooling spell will do.

It is true that magic makes people lazy to think. The elites have gone to learn magic alchemy and force. In a world under the threat of multiple crises, few people think about how to make life more convenient.

No one has even invented a kang now.

Although Aurora can ask the system how to make a kang, considering that the castle is too old, let's wait until the new castle is built, and the fireplace is enough for the time being.

In fact, Aurora doesn't like to use the kang very much. It is expensive to sleep warmly, but it is not as comfortable as a bed.

As for the slave farmers, the castle owner has not yet enjoyed them, and it is even more impossible for Aurora to build them for them. Let the residents of the territory become richer.

Aurora wrote down the goals, cooling and heat preservation facilities in the planner.

Speaking of the ice digging, when the ice was transported back to the castle, the group encountered a group of flying monsters and Miguel captured two of them alive.

There is a pair of bat wings behind the two monsters, a humanoid face, big eyes, and a pig nose, like a goblin in a dark fairy tale, but the skin is dark blue, which is difficult to detect in the dark.

The little goblins locked in the iron cage are very fierce, with sharp teeth and great strength. Two goblins can forcefully lift the cage and fly.

Aurora teased them with a stick, and they grinned and bit the stick in one bite.

"What kind of monsters are these? Why bring them back?"

"Little Hei Yao, a monster that seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, something must have happened in the forest of monsters, that's why it ran so far."

Aurora knew this name, and it was mentioned in the historical records of Beichen Territory that every time this kind of monster appeared in a human settlement, it was often a sign of a wave of monsters.

"Is there going to be a war?" Aurora was worried, because Beichen's territory had finally developed.

Aurora felt that she could not worry on her own until she got more information. She stared at the two monsters in the cage and reached out to pick up the iron cage.

As soon as she approached, the irritable little black demon quieted down, clutching his lower gear and huddling in a corner of the cage, his big eyes narrowed into slits, and he looked particularly wretched.

The action of the little black demon was intriguing, and Miguel looked at Aurora strangely.

Aurora turned away from him: as long as I pretend to be blind, no one can do anything to me.

"System, it's time for you to go out again, tell me. What's going on in the Demonic Beast Forest."

System: [Five thousand favorite points. 】

Aurora: "If this information is worthless, I will ask for it to be returned."

System: [My Goddess is in charge, all children are innocent. 】

The system accepts [-] favorite points, [You have already known the life crystal, and you should also realize how attractive that thing is to Warcraft.Someone dug a new lump out of the monster forest, but he didn't take proper measures when he dug it out, and now all the monsters deep in the forest are rioting.The prisoner is a professor of magic at Imperial College named Weeks.You can stop this disaster by throwing the life crystal in his hand back into the forest. 】

System: [Is this news worth five thousand likes? 】

"It's worth it, it's so worth it." Aurora: "By the way, what's the difference between the life crystal in my hand and the one in that Professor Weeks' hand?"

[All life crystals will be marked by many high-level monsters, waiting to be devoured by maturity.The one in your hand is probably taken from the other side of the door, so it is not marked. 】

"Can you still mark?"

System: [Remember the smell, or apply tracking magic on it. 】

So Aurora understands.

So how to throw the life crystal of this professor back into the forest.

System: [Tell Miguel. 】

Aurora actually wanted the system to do this, but the system didn't want to, because the life crystals disappeared out of thin air, and could only appear in its mall, and couldn't be sent back to the monster forest, which couldn't stop the tide of monsters.

Aurora shook the iron cage, "Thank you for reminding me, little black demons."

The two little black monsters hugged each other to keep warm. These two-legged beasts are so terrifying, even more terrifying than high-level monsters.Is it mixed with the blood of some kind of high-level Warcraft?

Aurora smiled and took Miguel to the study to talk.

After a quarter of an hour, Miguel came out, and then Miguel hurried on the road, taking the magic passage of the black market to the imperial capital.

It was two days after arriving at the Imperial Capital, and in the middle of the night, Professor Weeks of the Imperial Capital College was complacent about the magic materials he had obtained.He believes that the crystallization of life can promote the evolution of Warcraft and undead, so it must also make humans evolve.

He wanted to do bold human experiments.

Weeks is already imagining how many people will worship him in the future, and how they will put money into his pocket.

For this reason, he has no remorse for his actions causing the tide of monsters. If he wants to evolve, he must sacrifice something.He thought it was worth sacrificing the lives of countless soldiers.

The so-called not hurting yourself, will never hurt.

Aurora didn't want her husband to be in danger of going out because of such a person.

The previous attack had already caused the loss of the territory. Wouldn't it be worse for the security of the territory when Miguel set off?

The wind and snow had stopped, and maybe even the moonlight was ashamed of Weeks, quietly hiding behind the clouds.

While admiring the crystallization of life, Weeks was thinking about how to apply for funding from above.

As everyone knows, danger is approaching.

A black figure nimbly avoided all the school's alarms and guards and climbed up to the third floor.

The black shadow sneaked into Weeks' room silently, and with a slash of his palm, the fragile magician was stunned.The black shadow quietly took away even the human crystals.

The snowflakes are falling again. No one dares to stay on the street for a long time on this cold day.

The black shadow bypassed the gate of the imperial capital and exited the city through a hidden dog hole, and the two rushed towards the magic passage in the wild.

This magical passage is guarded by people in the black market, and anyone who is willing to pay a high fee can use it.

Heiying paid a thousand gold, and the people in the black market let him pass without asking.

As for the person carrying the black shadow, no one cares.

Even if His Majesty the King came in person, the people in the black market would not be able to see it, let alone being carried by the people who looked at it as just an ordinary magician.

Two hours later, the black shadow threw the man out of the Warcraft defensive wall.

He came lightly and left in a hurry, as if he had never been back to the imperial capital.

Four days later, Miguel returned with a weathered face and a stubble growing out.

"Is it going well?" Aurora went up to meet her.

Miguel nodded.

"A letter from the imperial capital, due to the tide of monsters, we must gather urgently." Aurora handed him the letter.

The nobles of the imperial capital always like to discuss it, and then find a fool who is willing to lead the army as a general before acting. As long as they don't threaten their safety, they don't care how many people die at the Warcraft Fortress.

Miguel knew that he had to go this trip, otherwise he would attract suspicion, "Come back and bring you a gift."

"It's good that you come back safely. Don't fight those old stubborn ones. Now that the root cause has been solved, just procrastinate." Aurora prepared sandwiches and dried meat and preserved fruits for him to eat on the way.

"Come back and prepare for the wedding." Miguel took the initiative to kiss Aurora's delicate lips.

Recently, Aurora's waist has become more slender, without a trace of fat, but it is protruding and backward, and has everything that should be there. Miguel especially loves the curve under the palm of his hand, which is exquisite and exquisite.

After Aurora let him rub her waist, Mrs. Taylor had hinted several times that she pretended not to see it because she wanted to delay the wedding for a while, and planned to hold the wedding next fall.