On the day Luo Yi crossed, the sun was shining brightly in the territory of Brad in the Kingdom of Neustria, and the sky was clear, whether it was the hard-working farmers in the fields or the travelers hurrying on the road, they were all happy about this good weather, and they knew nothing about the terrible fate they were about to face.

Simon was one of the ignorant people, and he happily held on to the handle of the plough and shouted at the six bulls in front of him to plow the ground.

These six bulls are not owned by his family, but the people in the village have made an appointment with each family to press the number of cows, and use them in turn, if there are two heads, they can be used for two days, and his family only has one, so it is only one day in the six days, and today it is his turn to plow the land, fortunately, the gods bless, today is a sunny day, you can do a whole day's work, do not delay the farming time, so the heart is happy, and even the sound of shouting cows is louder.

Today was not a day to serve the lord, so the people of his neighboring villages, taking advantage of this fine day, drove the cattle to work in the fields, raising their whips and shouting one after another, and a busy and prosperous scene, that is, a baby of four or five years old, either watching over his younger siblings, or following his parents, waving a rag or something else in his hand, to drive away the birds that stole the grain.

It was not an easy task to cultivate in Brad's territory, and here, as in the rest of the kingdom of Neustria, the fertility of the land was restored by fallow, that is, the peasants were ploughing the wasteland every year, and they had to remove from the ground the thorns and overgrown weeds that had grown in the fallow of the previous year, so that they could make furrows and sow seeds, and the seeds, and the pigeons of the lords to steal them.

It is actually inappropriate to steal the word, because Simon's family and his neighbors are also lords' like pigeons, and it is known that only the belly belongs to the serfs, and everything else belongs to the lord - including the grain in the field.

But the lord will care about the fat and thin of the pigeons, but not the life or death of the serfs.

Kill a lord's dove, and the consequence is likely to be dancing on the gallows.

So the farmers had to let their children, waving rags behind them, drive away these uninvited guests.

"There's someone over there!"

"On the way!"

The children chattered.

There is no Internet, no television, no radio, no newspapers and magazines...... In an era when there was hardly any entertainment, it was also big news that there were two passers in a rural place.

Children, like all times, have curious eyes and hearts that do not know the hardships of life, and when they see new characters, they can't help but abandon the work in their hands.

"Do your job, don't look around." Simon shouted, delaying today's work, waiting until five days later, this loss is something he can't afford, but he can't help but glance down the road.

Two people came on the road, at first he thought they were two peddlers, or some kind of craftsman, but when he looked closely, it was actually riding on cattle, which was rare, so he looked a few more times, and the two men slowly approached, and Simon recognized that the man in front of him was the bishop's tax collector, and the one walking behind was a priest dressed in black.

"Hey, that's weird!" It occurred to old Simon that it was not uncommon for the bishop's tax collector to be with a priest, if in the city.

In the early years, when the pious old lady was in charge, the bishop's tax collectors came more often than the milkmaids went to the cowshed, and later, when the old man was in charge, he came less, but not less than ten times a year, and not one of the peasants did not recognize him, and gave him several nicknames behind his back, the loudest of which was "another bucket", for not only did he treat the territory as a cow of the church, but not once was he easily satisfied, and always tried to milk more than double the amount he had promised, He would not go.

And it was a strange thing for this tax collector to come to this remote and desolate Brad territory with a priest.

During the lifetime of old Simon, the tax collectors of the bishops of this realm came, and the bishops' priests came for the first time in history.

The two who walked were not as ignorant as these peasants in the country, and "another bucket" did not take them into account at all, and he did not pay much attention to his companions, because he was so pious, so hard for the bishop, for so many years, he had worn his shoes, and ridden his donkeys thin, and he had been with the lord's family, with the steward, with the village chief, with the farmers, talking to people, talking nonsense, grinding and soaking, and it took countless painstaking efforts and saliva to collect so many offerings for the bishop, that he could have canonized a saint!

Truly, the bishop was not the only one who collected taxes, but none of them could keep up with his efforts, but they only collected things so-so, never bothered to inquire, never tried to see through all kinds of shoddy deceptions, and in time used the profound knowledge of hell that he had served with the bishop in those years, so that those who wanted to change the eleventh had to pay a fifth to make amends for their sins.

He had worked hard for many years, rain or shine, and was about to be canonized, but the bishop was tempted by the devil and put on a look of distrust of him, and sent a young man, a hairless young man who had just become a priest and had never been to the countryside.

Even though he was a priest, it would never come of much good for such a young man to take care of the hens and cows of the church!

To his annoyance, though he hinted and hinted at his prophecy before the bishop, the bishop seemed to not understand, and at last decided that it had not changed at all, and that he had to take the man to Brad's land.

So he came with a flat mouth and a stomach full of grievances, and not only did he not mention the necessary words to the priest on the way.

The priest, on the other hand, did not pay much attention to his companions, but pondered the work that lay before him.

Young Shep, the son of a wealthy butcher, his father, had nothing to blame for his faith, especially when he was armed with a sharp knife and wrapped around his professional bloody leather apron. But it is fair to say that he was much more enthusiastic about the wine on the sacraments than for the sacraments themselves, and such a man had a very pious woman as his wife. The woman was so devout that she donated not only the butcher's property, but also the butcher's only son to the church.

The Church welcomed the inheritance of the butcher and his wife, and although the child was also welcome, the bishop was troubled by the fact that the child was almost ten years old, and in the old rich butcher's family, he had already acquired some very bad habits from his father, such as he actually told people that the new clothes of the bishop's niece were made of the cloth donated to the holy relics by the butcher's wife......

Therefore, in order to get rid of these bad habits, the boy served as the lowest servant for several years, during which the bishop personally intervened, so that his fasting was very strict, and the food obtained was just enough for his soul, and after such a strict practice, the young man saw that he was not far from heaven, and was about to be otherworldly, and he had no choice but to make a fool of himself, and taught a powerful benefactor, and paid a large sum of money to send several children to study abroad, and actually chose the butcher's son, and Shepp escaped, and after a few years, Come back as a priest. The bishop could no longer treat him as a servant, so he chose the most remote place and sent him away.

The two men had their own thoughts, and they didn't say more than three sentences along the way, and when they saw the shadow of the castle in the distance, the two couldn't wait to part.

Shepp came to Brad's house alone, and knew no more about Brad's house than the donkey he was riding.

He politely begged the maiden in the center, dressed in a decent mourning dress and dressed as a hostess, to introduce him to the situation so that he could begin his work of saving souls as soon as possible.

The hostess smiled at him gracefully and reservedly, "That's a question......

You ask me, who the hell do I ask!

I'm new too!

I just crossed over!