I'm not a lord

Chapter 22 I can sow grace or bring storms
Facing the second child's sudden warm concern, Lin En showed a warm smile:
"Don't worry too much. I know what to do. Oh, and call Yagena for me if she's not asleep yet."

As soon as Lin En returned to the castle in the afternoon, he noticed Yagena who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

This little girl couldn't hide her emotions at all, and her thoughts were all written all over her face.

But at that time, Lin En was too tired and dirty, and he really didn't have the heart to argue with her.

The second brother took the order and left. Within a few minutes, he brought the neatly dressed Yagena into the study.

Then the second child left sensibly and closed the door.

When Yagena realized that she and Lin En were the only ones left in the study, she was startled and a trace of panic flashed in her already nervous eyes.

She stood in front of Lin En, her fingers unconsciously twisting the corners of her clothes, and the many questions she had prepared were stuck in her throat, like a deer that had strayed into an unfamiliar forest.

Seeing her tense expression, Lin En leaned back in his chair and couldn't help but joked, "Why, you seem unhappy to see me back alive?"

"No, no, I'm very happy, really happy!"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Yagena wished she could dig a hole and bury herself.

Who would say they are happy with a stern face?

Lin En continued to tease, "Really? But I see you don't seem very happy."

"I'm sorry, I was just a little too nervous. I'm not unhappy, really!"

Yagna rubbed her stiff cheeks hard and tried to force a smile.

At the same time, she also cheered herself up in her heart:

Where's your usual intelligence and cleverness? Why are you so nervous and speechless when you see this bastard count's son? Cheer up, Yagna!
At this moment, Lin En suddenly changed the subject: "What time is it now?"

Yagena was stunned again: "Ten o'clock? Or nine o'clock?"

"It's so late, and you're not going to bed yet. You're even dressed and waiting for me to summon you. Could it be you..." While speaking, Lin En's eyes roamed freely over Yagena, as if he was admiring a precious collection.

Yagena was so frightened that she took a step back: "My Lord, please don't misunderstand me, I just..."

Lin En just smiled and said, "Oh, what did I misunderstand?"

"My Lord, I."

Yagna's face flushed instantly.

But as blood flow to the brain increased, IQ regained its upper hand.

She realized that Lin En was teasing her on purpose, took a deep breath, tried to calm her heartbeat, and then said with a forced serious expression:
"My Lord Baron, please stop teasing me. I really have something important to ask you."

"Okay, let's talk about what you call important things."

Lin En controlled his expression with ease, raised his eyebrows, and his expression quickly returned to its calm state.

"My lord, in the week since you left the castle, I've seen two heavy plows tearing through the fields, and I've also seen the compost made by the serfs. I just want to know: can these new technologies really increase farmland yields? Where do these technologies come from? Why have I never heard of anything like this before?"

Yagna was eager to know everything about heavy plowing and composting. After a few days of field investigation, she realized the huge potential of these two technologies.

"There's no doubt that these two technologies can significantly increase farmland yields. As for the origins of these technologies, I actually saw them while traveling in the southern border."

Facing Yagena, who had seen a little of the world, Lin En changed his rhetoric.

When he tried to fool old Albert, he claimed that the technology came from the Frostwind Valley. But Yagna had left the White Bear Territory and even studied at the court of the Duke of Swampland, so this argument obviously couldn't fool her.

"Southern Territory? Have you been to the Southern Territory?"

As expected, Yagna's attention was instantly drawn to the word "Southern Border".

At this time, for most people in the North, the South was as far away as outer space, shrouded in a thick veil of mystery.

Due to the extremely backward handicraft industry in the North, most valuable commodities had to be imported from the South, such as mail armor, woolen cloth, glass, wine, etc.

Over time, in the minds of the people in the north, the south became a fertile land of wealth, prosperity and development.

Lin En simply said calmly, "Why, I can't go to the Southern Territory? I'm the earl's son, and the second son without inheritance rights. It's normal for me to travel around the continent."

There is no law of divided inheritance in the North, and the property and land of the nobles are generally passed on to the eldest son.

Those younger sons who did not have the right of inheritance would usually leave their families after receiving knight education, and either join other nobles or become mercenaries. Some of those with poor family backgrounds would even become bandits.

Before finding a stable place to settle down, the younger sons of these nobles would usually travel around, participating in various tournaments to gain reputation and sell themselves for a good price.

There is no logical loophole in Lin En's rhetoric. His apparent identity is the second son of Earl Cold Wind, so it makes perfect sense for him to go to the southern border to broaden his horizons.

"I just find it novel. I've never seen nobles from the North travel to the South before."

Yagna completely accepted Lynn's words.

It is only natural that advanced technology comes from the south.

After all, the ancestors of the people in the northern border migrated from the southern border across the sea.

Then Yagna asked again, "By the way, my lord, I'd also like to know if you can bring these valuable technologies to the Shallows Territory in the future? The serfs in the Shallows Territory also need more food."

"Of course, I don't mind if my serfs eat better."

Lynn doesn't care about the spread of technology at all.

In the future, he will even promote these advanced agricultural technologies throughout the North.

With the current level of transportation and communication, the natural spread of new technologies is very slow.

Although Shallows Territory and White Bear Territory are only a day's journey apart, if there is no human intervention from those in power, it may take three to four years or even longer to fully popularize heavy plows at a civilian speed.

"On behalf of the five thousand people of Shallow Beach Territory, I thank you for your generosity!"

Even though Yagna no longer had much to do with the Shoal Territory, she still felt genuinely happy.

The Duchess of the Swamp had taught her that the lord must never blindly exploit the serfs, but must regard the serfs as valuable assets of the territory.

But Lynn's subsequent questioning interrupted Yagna's excitement:
"So, when will the Shoal Territory become mine? I can't show favor to a land that doesn't belong to me."

"This and this"

Yagna was speechless. Lin En's subtext was very clear. He was asking her when she would agree to become his mistress.

Lynn stared at the former baroness, stretched out his right index finger, and tapped the wooden armrest impatiently:

"I've never had much patience. This autumn, White Bear Territory will harvest far more food than in previous years, enough to feed a larger army. If you keep hesitating, what awaits Shoal Territory will no longer be grace, but the bitter cold of winter!"

(End of this chapter)