My name is Ren

Chapter 333 Chapter [-] Drinking a catty of Erguotou and insisting on typing, what kind of spirit is this?It is the spirit of gcism
Fleeing alone is different from fleeing with a group of people. If there are more people, there will be more resources available and more preparations for fleeing.Andorra lost to this group of frog companions who had been boiled in warm water. Did he lose wrongly?It must be injustice, but fate is like this.You clearly know that there is a cliff in front of you, and sometimes you have to jump off with your eyes closed.Sometimes you know it's an opportunity, but you can't reach out.

Facing Andor's answer, Ren smiled, and he pondered for a moment, "I invited you here today because I need to inform you about something."

Except for Andor, everyone showed flattering smiles, and some even made exaggerated promises, as long as they have what they have, as long as they can do it, the city lord is free to speak.Their current safety is decided by Ren, what else is there to hide?
Ren smiled and nodded, as if he was very satisfied with the active loyalty of these people. He raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and the slender fingers made an arc, and the cold light flickered in his slightly narrowed eyes, "Then please Everyone, lend me your head!" He stood up as he spoke, and looked at these senior members of the Self-Help Society who had been shocked to the point of losing consciousness and sneered shamelessly, Self-Help Society?Tomorrow is yellow!
"Give them to Kent, Kent knows how to do it!"

Early the next morning, Ren's carriage left Ortrenburg and headed towards Venere. Ogles and Salcomo will arrange the rest for him, and he does not need to continue bother.Besides, at this time, it would be better for him to temporarily avoid the soon-to-be-established Workers' Party.Just like those aristocratic ladies prefer chivalrous novels, among the common people, conspiracy theories will always have a broad market.No matter what the nobles did, the commoners would feel that there must be a big story and a big conspiracy.

Instead of putting yourself on the cusp, take a step back.

Vernier and Ortrenburg are one east and one west, respectively at the westernmost and easternmost ends of Bell Province. Wren's frame will rush to Siliu City to turn into a waterway and turn north when it enters the border of Tulum. It takes about two and a half days to arrive at Vernier, which is almost two days faster than the land route.

Along the way, Yelvina was like a curious baby, perhaps relying on the close contact between her and Ren, she had been asking Ren for advice on how to manage the fief and rule her own people.

This is a university question, and it is definitely not something that can be explained clearly in a few words.Yelvina's family didn't have any background in this area. Even though they had some allies in the imperial capital, these allies would not easily teach her these seemingly simple things that were actually related to the future destiny of a family for no reason.You must know that in this world, any behavior will have a very clear purpose. This purpose may be visible at a glance, or it may be hidden from being discovered. When it is seen, all behaviors and methods will eventually be exposed. .

Yelvina's family has nothing valuable, of course, compared to those nobles, perhaps the only thing worth a little money is Yelvina and her family's fief.She would not use herself and the fief as a bargaining chip in the deal, and after seeing Rennes' authority in Ortrenburg, she turned her idea to Rennes.Otherwise, why should she ask a guy who hasn't passed his bar mitzvah yet?And also pay something!
"If you want your people to respect you, you only need to do two things." Lying on the soft bed in the cabin, Yelvina looked at Ren and listened carefully to what he said. The river wind outside the cabin has already frozen the place where the mud and water meet by the river with a thin layer of ice, but inside the cabin it is as warm as spring.Ren closed his eyes slightly, and stretched out two fingers with a serious face. Yelvina immediately concentrated all her attention, and he continued with a funny smile: "The first thing is to let your people understand a Reason, they obey you, respect you, worship you, not for you and your family, but for themselves."

"The second point is that you have to make a series of rules and strictly abide by them yourself. Even if you don't want to abide by them, don't let others know that you broke the rules you made."

The sound of paddling water made the guards on duty outside the cabin a little distracted. They didn't know what they were thinking, and their eyes seemed to lose focus and looked at sleep.The entanglement back and forth of contradictory psychology made them very troubled at this time.

"Why do the people of Ortrenburg respect me? In fact, it is a very simple thing. They live in hell. I pulled them from hell to heaven with my own hands. At the same time, I also let them understand a truth , that is, without me, they are nothing, nothing.” Ren’s tone was very deep, after all, this is a very serious topic, “If any of the Ortrenburg people’s layers of protection are removed In their hearts, they are actually selfish. They are not really willing to face any danger and death for a nobleman like me, but they have to do it. Why? Because they must complete my mission by maintaining my status and safety. desire, to protect their happiness."

"But they don't know it themselves. People are good at deceiving themselves. I just need to instill a few simple things in them, and they can find reasons to cover up their selfishness. Dear Yelvina, this is the essence of human beings. From the essence Generally speaking, there is no difference whether we nobles, commoners or untouchables, they are all selfish creatures."

"You should have seen the second point this time. Cooper and Richard violated my rules, so no matter what achievements they have made, I will let their blood remind everyone. Rules are rules , no one can live in peace after crossing the line. When they are faced with this uncertain situation, Cooper and Richard will be their role models to warn them not to do what they cannot do .”

Yelvina listened very carefully, she had never heard of these truths, and the education of nobles has always been a big problem.Those bachelors look down on the nobles, but they aspire to become nobles. They always reiterate that the nobles should enslave the common people with strict class and privileges, and use blood and punishment to paralyze the minds of the common people, turning them into soulless lambs.

This is the most failed kind of rule. This kind of rule may be fine in smooth sailing, but once encountering setbacks and adversity, the first to abandon them is their people.

She listened attentively and absorbedly, but she still needed to think.

Yelvina bit her lips lightly, revealing her white teeth, and squinted at Ren, revealing a little cunning.She chuckled and brought a glass of wine to Ren's mouth, feeding this "child" who was much younger than herself with a state of mind that she couldn't explain clearly.

Once the news that Rennes was about to arrive in Venier was spread in the city of Venier, some people were smiling, while others were frowning.

Sitting on the tower, in Angelo's favorite room, she stood on the edge of the window and looked into the distance.Once upon a time, Angelo also liked to stand here, overlooking this piece of territory that belonged to him like a god.Mirona was absent-minded at this time, holding onto the balcony with one hand, and hanging her long hair hanging on her chest with the other.On the bed not far from her, Bolson had a sickly pale face, his skin was like the land that had been dry for a long time had begun to wither, and his blue-black eye sockets made him look extremely weak.

Bolson has been bedridden for more than a month. Since mid-November, Bolson has had some physical problems.At first it was a constant cough, then I was sore all over, and once coughed up blood.At that time, Bolson invited the pastor, and the pastor couldn't do anything about his symptoms when the healing technique was ineffective.Even two pharmacists were invited, and he took a lot of various alchemy potions. After half a month of tossing, his condition still hasn't been alleviated.

At the end of November, Bolson was finally bedridden and could only eat liquid food all day long.

Many people privately slandered Mirona as a broom star, a black widow, who was born with the physique that killed her husband.Angelo is like this, and so is Bolson.Such absurd rumors are very marketable. Although everyone likes Mirona, there are not a few people who are jealous of her and hate her, but these people usually don't show it.

Looking back at Bolson, there was a ripple in Mirona's calm gaze.

The rumors are correct, Bolson was killed by Mirona.

She bought a vicious potion with a lot of money and gave it to Bolson. The origin of this potion is not clear, and the person who handled it is very taboo about it, and never mentions anything other than the price.But those are not important, the important thing is that this potion is very effective.

She walked to the edge of the bed, and Borson rolled his eyes weakly, looking at Mirona.There was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, and he knew very well that the fact that he became what he is today has absolutely something to do with Mirona.It can even be said that Mirona was responsible.

But he couldn't produce a trace of resentment, only helplessness, and a trace of regret.

Mirona's hand gently stroked Bolson's face, as gentle as touching a lover's skin. Her smooth and tender face could not be seen as the mother of a child at all.

"Ren is coming, what do you think he will do to me?" Mirona said to herself, "Kill me? Or imprison me?" Chest, "Or fuck me like you did?"

A look of pain flashed in Borson's eyes. He really regretted it. He actually knew why Mirona became like this.

　I couldn't bear it anymore, my eyelids were fighting. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)