Chapter 888 Cleveland Village
Early the next morning, Weilin got up from the bed, put on his clothes, asked the maid to call Kyle, and headed for Lansha City.
Entering the boundaries of Lansha County, there are more trees and flowers along the road.
When passing through the village, flowers of different colors are planted in front of every house.
As the most beautiful county in Qixing Territory, Lansha County is well deserved.
Admiring the scenery along the way, Weilin couldn't help but slow down, and occasionally accepted invitations from village elders to taste the local flower wine - a fine wine brewed from flowers, grains and fruits.
In Chalivlan Village, Xiyuan Town, Lansha County, Lansha County, Weilin sat in the courtyard opposite an old man, listening to his story.
"This wine is very good, with a light floral aroma. Among ordinary wines, it is considered the best."
The old man lowered his head slightly, with pride on his face, and respectfully replied: "Lord, thank you for your compliment."
"A beautiful thing deserves such praise."
Weilin waved his hand and helped the old man in front of him, who was about his own age, up.
"Elder Sari, can you explain the history of this village to me?"
"It is my pleasure, Lord."
With a hint of excitement in his eyes, the old man asked his grandson to fetch the village's diary.
Upon seeing this, the young man ran back into the house, took out the wooden box placed at the bottom of the cabinet, and carried it into the courtyard.
The old man took the wooden box from the young man's hand, placed it on the stone table, untied the coarse cloth wrapped around it, opened the wooden box, and took out the two books stored inside.
Verin looked and saw "Challivland Village Diary" written on the book.
The old man spread the diary on the stone table, opened the first page, and pointed to the date on it - August 3, 9728 in the glorious calendar, which was the founding day of this village.
"Lord, this is the origin of the name of our village of Chalivland."
After hearing the old man's words, Verin looked down and saw the following record: Chalivran was born on March 21, 9703 in the glorious calendar, died on April 27, 9734 in the glorious calendar, and died in the Black Forest Fortress. Zhan, captain of the second squadron of the first brigade of Lansha Camp, a low-level silver soldier.
Looking at the record above, Verin recalled the battle thirty years ago, in order to block the dwarf army from the direction of Hagar Province and support the dwarf army that fell into the encirclement.
"After the war, Lord Andrew ordered that Stone Village be renamed Cleveland Village to commemorate my eldest son." The old man touched the name on it with rough hands, with memories in his eyes, "It is he who can devote himself to praying for the Star Leader. The honor is also the honor of our Chalivran family.”
Weilin sat aside, looking at the contents of the log, and listening to the old man's explanation of the history of the village.
After more than thirty years of development, the village now has 283 households and a population of 1,453.
There are eighteen men serving in the standing army and thirty-three men serving in the city defense army.
In addition, there are 145 registered militiamen who train for two months after the autumn harvest every year.
The entire village has 8,339 acres of grain fields, 1,593 acres of flower fields, 3,181 acres of fruit trees, and two winemaking workshops, which are dedicated to supplying fruit wine to Lansha City.
On the north side of the village, there is an academy covering an area of three acres, with dedicated retired and disabled soldiers serving as instructors to train children.
In the lower-level rural towns of the Qingxing Territory, under the connivance of Weilin, low-level warrior breathing techniques are widely spread, but lacking extraordinary resources, talented people can only enter the warrior apprenticeship, and there is no progress, and they can only enter the army. Only then can we go further.
In this way, these villages have become huge reserve soldier training units in the Qixing Leader's military system.
In addition, low taxes are also an important factor supporting these training units.
With the underground world supplying blood, Verin asked Baird to reduce the land tax to 10% so that civilians could have more resources to exercise their bodies and raise their children.
"Elder Surrey, through your narration, I saw a different village. This is really an important gain from my visit to Lansha County."
Hearing this, the old man looked excited and replied: "Lord, without your charity and generosity, we might be no different from serfs. We are trapped in taxes and fields all day long, and we have no extra money to do these things."
Weilin picked up the fruit wine in the wooden bowl and took a sip. It felt very mellow. He then took out a sweet fruit and brought it to the other party. He said with a smile: "This is an extraordinary fruit that can help you understand nature. It can also help you understand nature." It can prolong life.”
Seeing the fruit on the stone table, the old man stood up, came to the side, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Lord, thank you for your gift."
Weilin stood up, helped the old man up, waved his hands to remove the dust from his clothes, and said with a smile: "You let me see a different countryside, and I will repay you. As for thanking you, that's a bit too much."
"It is because of you that the Star Prayer Leader will grow and develop."
"Without your hard work, Qixing Ling would not be as prosperous as it is today."
After comforting the old man, Verin said goodbye.
When leaving, under the old man's enthusiasm, Weilin accepted the box of fruit wine.
After waving goodbye, Weilin continued on his way to Lansha City.
Arriving outside Lansha City, Weilin stopped for a moment and then headed to the Priest College without entering the city.
When we arrived at the Pastoral College, the sun was already setting.
"Lord, you are finally here. I have been waiting here since noon. I didn't expect you to come only at night." Pastor Lavia touched his bald head with a somewhat resentful expression.
"Hahaha, Pastor Lavia, I'm sorry!" Welin turned over and came to Pastor Lavia, saying apologetically.
"It's nothing." Hearing this, Lavia replied with a smile, "Lord, please come in."
Following Ravia, Verin entered the priest's college.
The last time I came to this pastoral college was more than thirty years ago. After such a long time, the pastoral college has expanded a lot and there are many more students.
Under the moonlight, some priest apprentices were tending the crops in the fields.
Seeing this scene, Weilin asked curiously: "Is this also a part of cultivation?"
Seeing this, Pastor Lavia nodded and replied: "Yes, Lord, this is also a part of the training at Qixing Pastor Academy."
"Only by knowing the sufferings of the vast number of believers can they understand the heart of fraternity."
"Moreover, tending to crops can also exercise their perseverance and physical fitness, and they can sleep better at night."
In the following time, Weilin became interested, and under the leadership of Pastor Lavia, he took a good tour of this priestly college covering an area of 3,000 acres.
