Traveling through The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim

I took a peek and saw that Baron Danger and Baron Sengard looked very embarrassed, but the Baroness was still looking down on him.

"This child hasn't been home for a long time, so she doesn't know a lot of things. I'm no longer a lord. I'm old and in poor health, so I'm going to retire and enjoy my life. Tecora is really something. She has been with me for so long, but she is still so unreliable. I clearly asked her to tell you about her recent situation. There are no outsiders here, so you don't have to be polite. Sit down and talk."

The old fox was cunning after all, and he used the opportunity of praising and criticizing his maid to lightly brush off the topic. But when he raised his hand, he realized that there were only four chairs in the room. The phrase "sit down and talk" couldn't mean that someone should stand up, right? Baron Sengard was also a man of good sense, and he quickly stood up, took Irina's hand, and patted it gently.

"Good child, stop saying those stupid things. You are my daughter, the Baroness, and I allow you to use the last name of Sengard."

He seemed like a loving father who had reunited with his beloved daughter after a long separation, asking about her well-being, and the air in the room became a little warmer.

Irina pulled her hand back and knelt slightly in greeting, but before she could say thank you, she heard the baroness snort coldly. The fat old woman slammed the table, swung her fat buttocks, and ignored Danger's obstruction, pushed her way out, and rushed out.

There were enough chairs this time, but no one seemed in the mood to sit down.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, my child. Please go back first. I want to talk to Baron Sengard."

"In that case, I'll take my leave, kid."

I bowed to Danger, turned around and walked away.

Irina, who claimed to be an illegitimate daughter, should be the fiancée chosen by the old fox for me. Undeniably, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in Skyrim, especially her black hair and dark pupils, which hit the oriental aesthetic hidden in my soul. She is three points more elegant than Angie, five points more beautiful than Lei Mei, and seven points more mature than Helgi. The rest, such as Cindy and Riya, are really insignificant.

As for Rigel...

Bah! The little saber-toothed tiger's own score was negative, how could he compare with others?

But marriage is not only related to the happiness of the second half of your body, but will also affect the peace of the second half of your life.

Even in the past life, the identity of an illegitimate daughter was despised by others. Although people always like to say "a hero doesn't ask where he came from", you have to become a hero first before others "don't ask where he came from", or even "accidentally" ask about it, and instead regard you as an inspirational role model.

If we were in love, I would not despise her because of her unchosen background, but this marriage was forced upon me by Danger. Irina is in her twenties, and is definitely an older single woman among the nobles. It is clear that Baron Sengard is not interested in this daughter. The reason why he acted so hypocritically today is that he is actually coveting my property.

What was the daughter's attitude? Since she called out my name, it meant that she knew the reason for this trip. But the unwillingness and shame in her eyes were not concealed. I am ugly and I forgot to shave, but who let your father sell you for a good price? Why? Did you marry a nouveau riche and it wronged you? You are born beautiful and are destined to warm the bed of a big official. How can you be interested in a sloppy old farmer? I don't have a brother who can fight tigers. In the future, if you bring me medicine, should I drink it or not?

And that Bajie's wife, don't you understand the situation? You are here to sell your daughter, not to recruit a son-in-law, who are you trying to show off to? I am bargaining with my boss, and it is your turn to be scorned by your boss' wife?

The old saying goes, "When marrying off a daughter, choose a good husband, and do not ask for a high betrothal gift; when marrying a wife, choose a virtuous woman, and do not care about the dowry." The ancients were right. Let's not talk about your lack of a rich dowry, and let's not talk about your asking for a high betrothal gift. Let's take a look at your family of evil spirits. How can you be virtuous? You put on a good show for me. Although it was a little short, it was still wonderful, but it was really not worth all my wealth.

Just for a good-looking face, you spent all your family wealth and brought a woman of unknown origin back home as a treasure. Do you really think I have never seen the world? I have so many correspondence teachers, mixed infantry and cavalry, a combination of Chinese and foreign, every detail is clear and meticulous. What have I not seen?

I walked away in anger, even ignoring Baron Sengard and Irina rudely. I left the city early the next morning and headed straight for the brick kiln next to the pinewood watchtower. Of course, I couldn't completely reject this marriage, but I still had to show my attitude to the old fox.

I don't like the person you picked. I'm also not satisfied with her family's behavior. Even if I can get married, it has to be cheaper.

My psychological price is to keep the control of the mine, even if I have to give up some profits, it is acceptable. Iron ore and stone are both extremely important materials. As long as I control the supply of the two, my words will have weight in Falkreath, and others cannot help but respect me.

It was almost the end of the year, but there was no festive atmosphere at the brick kiln. Instead, a group of people gathered there to watch the fun, and the sound of whips came from inside. I pushed through the crowd and saw four brick-making workers kneeling on the ground and being tortured.

Someone recognized me and started to introduce the situation. It turned out that during the time when I was not in charge, Nanya attached great importance to this industry, constantly increasing manpower, expanding more brick kilns, and increasing production capacity. The weather in Falkreath is changeable, with uncertain weather, so the general manager assigned a special person to take care of each kiln. A few days ago, a freezing rain suddenly fell, and these four people did not cover the smoke exhaust channel in time, causing rainwater to flow into the kiln room, and a quarter of the bricks in the two furnaces they were responsible for were wasted.

According to Nan Yali's rules, the person responsible must compensate for the losses caused by operational errors. Those who refuse to pay will be beaten, and the punishment will be carried out in public to serve as a warning to others.

The man led me to the pile of waste bricks to prove that what he said was true. Sure enough, there were thousands of bricks there, all of which were dull blue-gray, and some were half red and half gray, which was very ugly. I picked up two bricks and gently knocked them against each other to feel their hardness.

How can this be a waste brick? This is a blue brick!

"Go and call your steward over here."

I gave the order expressionlessly. Not long after, a young man came running over. It was my former squire Sam.

“How much does this brick cost?”

"Your Excellency, one Septim is ten dollars."

How many? !

The heart of this high elf is probably darker than the ink of Yide Pavilion!

The bricks currently being fired are basically the size I saw in my previous life, about 20 centimeters long and 10 centimeters wide. To build a house of any size, it would cost tens of thousands of bricks. If it were a villa like the one I was going to build, I'm afraid 400,000 would not be enough. That would be more than 40,000 Septim, which is enough for me to buy a rough house after I assassinate the emperor!

A few thousand bricks equals hundreds of Septim. These craftsmen may not even earn a thousand per year, how can they afford the loss?

"These people are able to earn some money during the slack season thanks to you and the steward. They are not doing their job conscientiously and they really deserve to be beaten. Moreover, they should be fired after being beaten and will not be employed again."

I raised an eyebrow and Sam immediately changed his tone.

"Well... Actually, according to my opinion, they should be given a chance to reform, but this is the rule set by the steward, I..."

"Can such expensive bricks be sold?"

"I am only in charge of making bricks. I don't know the sales situation. The manager sends people every month to take away all the bricks."

"Okay. When you see Nanya's housekeeper, say hello to her and tell her that I want all these scrap bricks and can count them as part of my monthly share."

Sam was stunned.

"How can we let adults use waste bricks?"

"I think these bricks are pretty hard. When we build the house, let the craftsmen take the time to use them to make a pattern. After all, they are made with hard work. It would be a pity to waste them like this. You go ahead and do your work. I'll just take a look around."

My future is uncertain, so I don’t plan to tell anyone about the blue bricks. I’ll wait until things settle down before making any plans.

After leaving the brick kiln, I went to Guanhu Farm to see the big fat pigs that Matisse was raising. The whole morning of the second day, I fished at Irinata Lake. In order to avoid the embarrassment of being found out, I went to the fishery in the afternoon to spend some money. On the third day, I drank, boasted and ate grilled fish with Lorak at the pinewood watchtower. We were not really close, we just went there to kill time.

Finally, on the morning of the fourth day, I was caught by Nanya, reeking of alcohol, and was taken to Howling Wind Bastion. Seeing that I was still hungover, the Danger brothers and the Rigel father and daughter all looked unhappy. However, this lineup didn't seem to be discussing my marriage, right?

"Locke, please read the latest situation of Cangyuan Territory to everyone."

The old fox threw me three pages of paper, and the content on them was simply the best hangover soup.

After Ulfric led his army to conquer Morningstar City, he was besieged by the main force of the Imperial Legion. Several attempts to break out ended in failure, and he had to defend the city. General Tullius commanded his troops to advance by land and sea, and rushed into the city from the north and south. The two sides engaged in fierce street fighting. Although the capital of Cangyuan Territory is located in the bay lowlands, there are high mountains on both the east and west sides, and the terrain in the city is also very complex. The war was once very stalemate.

At this moment, an unexpected event broke the balance. Ulfric used his famous dragon roar in the battle, and after knocking over several legion soldiers, the aftermath collapsed a house. As luck would have it, Skard was leading his men through the alley next to him. The fallen beams directly crushed the old lord to death, and also exposed his eldest son and a few guards to the enemy.

The attackers accepted the gift with a smile. The lord and his son were both killed, and the morale of the defenders almost collapsed. Just as Tullius was about to win, a giant dragon appeared from the west. It first attacked the rear of the Imperial Legion, causing heavy casualties, and then flew over the city, breathing fire wantonly. Although the general quickly stabilized the situation and killed the monster, Ulfric was able to evacuate in the chaos.

Everything that happened in Helgen is happening again in the north of Skyrim.

But this was not all the intelligence contained. On the last page, there was a record of something that had nothing to do with this battle but happened at the same time. Lord Skade's second son and three grandchildren were assassinated in Dunstad Fortress, and the Firgov family was extinct.

My mind was in a mess. The situation before me was far different from what I had previously known. In the game, lords were immortal. Even if they lost the civil war, they would only lose their power and be imprisoned in the courts of Solitude or Windhelm. But now, not only was the grumpy old man dead, but his entire family was dead.

"There's more to come, keep reading."

Danger knocked on the table, urging impatiently.

"Since Flotar, the eldest son of Lord Balgruuf the Great, is the nephew of the late Lord of Morningstar, Skard Firgov the Elder, and his closest surviving relative, he should inherit all his titles and properties in the Cangyuan Territory according to the law. My Lord has stated his position on this matter to the Council of Lords of the High King of Solitude. I hope that Lord Sidgael and the Council of Lords of Falkreath can also be fair and not give those who intend to usurp the throne any hope."

Lei Mei once mentioned that Balgruuf's first wife was Skard's sister. But I never expected that Tullius, Ulfric and us, the three parties, had planned for a long time, provoked two wars, and the result of countless casualties was that the Lord of Whiterun benefited from it. If we analyze it from the perspective of the person who benefits the most and is the most suspicious, it is obvious who was responsible for the assassination at Dunstad Fortress.

However, the old fox denied my guess, because Balgruuf could not have predicted that Skade and his son would die in Morningstar City. This old man is the most loyal ally of the Stormcloaks. Ulfric would not deliberately harm him, let alone conspire with his old rival to kill an entire family. As for the truth, everyone said it didn't matter, because their focus was not on this horrific tragedy, but on the dragon.

Ulfric was in a dilemma twice, but a dragon appeared at the critical moment to save him. In addition, he can roar, so the Stormcloak faction deliberately spread rumors that their leader is a dragonborn, destined to unify Tamriel again, become the end of the troubled times and the savior of the world. The Windhelm court has an ambiguous attitude towards this, neither admitting nor denying it. The attitude of the Empire faction is still unknown.

In any case, Ulfric has some kind of agreement or tacit understanding with the dragon, which is the consensus of everyone in the room except me. Based on this inference, the dragon lurking in the heart of Falkreath Territory is likely to be sent by Ulfric to perform a certain task. Is it a demonstration? Or surveillance? Or both? If we hunt this dragon, does it mean a complete break with the Stormcloak camp?

Although I know that Wulfric is not a dragonborn and has no ability to command dragons, I can't provide solid evidence to support my argument. In the end, everyone decided to suspend the large-scale search for dragons and continue to pay attention to the progress of the competition for the throne of the Lord of Morningstar City.

After the meeting, the old fox actually followed me to my house to eat dumplings. He sipped pine needle tea and watched me knead dough, cut meat and mince stuffing with interest. Amid the sound of the kitchen knife and the chopping board, he chatted with me casually.

"Last time, it was Baron Sengard's family who went too far. But you should believe that I didn't mean for them to humiliate you. Irina is also a good child and has no bad intentions. I still think it's best for you two to get married in the New Year."

I silently washed the dirt off the carrots, cut them diagonally, and then used my left hand to press the blade against the surface and cut them into strips expertly.

"How about this, I'll give her another dowry, what do you think?"

The old fox's voice was very soft, but it sounded like a loud bell in my ears.

"I swear on the honor of the Stuhn family that when Sunil is six years old, you will be his godfather."

hiss……

The knife was so sharp that it cut off a piece of skin from my finger...