Almighty Lord: I can modify hidden entries

The young master has used magic transmission to call him to meet him before, but he has never used the word "urgent matter". I'm afraid he encountered some difficulty.

I walked quickly to the study room, pushed the door open, and saw the young master sitting on the floor with books scattered around.

After closing the door, Gooden cast a spell to block eavesdropping.

"Old Joseph, do you remember how the previous Lord Qingyuan died?"

When he came up, Gudern did not hand over the note directly, but asked about the cause of death of the former Lord Qingyuan.

"Baron Sehit? I remember that when their family was heading to Jinyuan City, they encountered thunderstorms and floods. Unfortunately, when the convoy passed the stone bridge, it was swept into the river by the flood. All members of the family drowned in the river."

"Several surrounding families helped search for more than a month before all the bodies were found... What's wrong? Master?"

Hearing such a 'reasonable' cause of death, Gudern nodded and casually used his magic hand to send the note left by Sehit to Old Joseph.

"Come and see this."

A little confused, Joseph reached out to take the note and check it. After a brief glance, his expression was the same as Gudern's before.

There was a look of surprise on his face at first, and then quickly turned into solemnity.

"What do you think about this?"

Gudern asked, sitting on the ground.

Old Joseph couldn't come up with such a shocking news for a while, and only after a while did he say something serious.

"If it is as stated in the letter, this matter is no longer something we can handle. We must report it to the empire and let the empire send people to handle it."

"Yeah, but who should we contact to report this news?"

"Lord of Jinyuan City? Arbitration office? Or go directly to the Northern Governor's Mansion?"

"this……"

Asked this, old Joseph couldn't give an answer at once.

The other party had planned a massacre of the baron lord four years ago. Didn't any local officials from the empire investigate this matter?

There must be some, but the final result was an accident. If not for this legacy letter and what happened to the young master during this period, there must be imperial officials behind him.

If such an important information was handed over rashly and intercepted by the other party's people, the death of himself and others would not be far away.

Looking at Old Joseph who couldn't answer, Gudern also knew the difficult choice involved, so he skipped this topic for the time being.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Take a look at this. Can you see anything?"

With that said, Gudern handed the book containing the evidence to Old Joseph.

He couldn't understand this thing. There should be nothing wrong with Old Joseph, right?

As Old Joseph continued to flip through the pages, he gave the answer within a short time.

"There seems to be an account book on it. Although there is no mention of what it is, judging from the unit, it is nothing more than grain, ironware, horses, etc."

"As for the following addresses, my guess is that they may be storage locations, or some transfer stations."

Professionals actually gave a very close answer.

Gudern looked thoughtful, and then handed over the iron disc in his hand.

"Do you recognize this thing? I also found it from the hidden compartment. I feel that there are faint elements remaining on it. It feels like a magic prop."

Seeing the slightly familiar items handed over by the young master, Old Joseph said with a little thought in his eyes.

"I've seen this thing before. It's a magic prop that can record surrounding sounds. It's usually used in some important meetings or places where you can't attend in person but need to convey orders..."

Magic tape recorder? Gudern listened to the explanation and looked at the small round metal box in his hand with a little surprise.

He raised his head slightly and was about to ask Old Joseph how to use this thing, but he spoke in advance.

"I don't know how to use this thing, but I do know that after recording the sound, it seems that it can be reproduced by providing magic power, and I don't know about the rest."

"Okay." Gooden shook his head with some regret.

He had better not try to use such an important item rashly yet, and would better find a professional when the time comes.

After putting away the items, Gudern got up from the ground, and with a magic hand, he picked up the books that fell on the ground one by one and returned them to the bookcase.

"The posthumous letter left by Sehit has solved a lot of my doubts for me, but I still haven't figured out one thing. What are the Charliesons trying to do?"

"This unknown plan has been planned since four years ago, or even longer."

"The Sehit family was exterminated, the orc troops were raised, and the second assassination forced the replacement of a new lord. No matter which of these things is exposed, the Charlieson family will be destroyed."

"Why did they take such a big risk? Is it really the coup mentioned in the letter?"

Gudern said, sitting back at his desk.

Everything has a cause and effect, but the various actions of the Charleson family are completely confusing, and they have no idea what they want to do.

"Master, I'm afraid we can't figure these things out clearly."

Old Joseph shook his head and said, "Our problem now is to find a way to deliver this information to reliable imperial officials."

"That's true...but I don't know any reliable officials. Over the years...ahem, right?"

Gudern was a little helpless, and then looked at Old Joseph and suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, Old Joseph, why don't you take these things back to the capital? Ask the family members."

"Isn't there some energy in the family? You should be able to trust your own family members more than outsiders, right?"

Chapter 77 The caravan arrives and the title is awarded!

"this……"

When Old Joseph heard this, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Master, if you want the family to come forward to deal with this kind of thing, I'm afraid you have to come up with some stronger evidence."

"The evidence left by Baron Secht can indeed explain something, but for your family, this kind of thing is far from time for them to deal with it."

Listening to Old Joseph's words, Gooden scratched his head and said helplessly.

"Okay, let's put this matter aside for now. Four years have passed, and this time is not far behind."

"After Qingyuan Town develops over time, I should be able to have enough voice to contact powerful imperial officials."

Old Joseph nodded in agreement: "This is the only way we can arrange it now."

This kind of evidence may not necessarily be very effective when placed on a local snake that has been in business for hundreds of years.

Only when the position of young master lord reaches a certain level can you have enough status to face it.

"Go and do your work and leave me alone.

"I want to be a good lord quietly but why do I have to do so many things? Why don't I go to Jinyuan City to relax...?"

Old Joseph, who retreated to the door, couldn't help but twitching at the corners of his eyes when he heard the young master talking to himself.

Wouldn't this scare the young master into retreating?

But considering all the experiences he's had in the past month, it's already a miracle that the young master has been able to hold on until now and not 'back down'.

…

In the study, Gudern looked at the letter on the table with his eyes slightly lost in thought.

When I came into this world, my only thought was to be a lord who just ate and waited to die.

Of course, before that, he had to work a little harder to transform Qingyuan Town into something more in line with his living habits.

But now one after another events seem to involve him in a huge conspiracy.

This made him extremely miserable now. He hadn't had a good time in this world, but so many bad things had come to him.

After a while, Gudern sighed helplessly and said to himself.

"Hey, forget it, I'm going to help you get revenge anyway, so I'll just bother you for a while."

Then he used his magic hands to put all the evidence back into the secret compartment in the study.

Looking at the continental history he had picked up, Gooden shook his head and lost the desire to read.

After placing it in the corner of the desk, I started picking up the pen again and started arranging the next plan.

It wasn't until late at night that I felt sleepy and returned to the bedroom to rest.

The appearance of Sehit's posthumous letter did not affect Gu Da Deen's daily life. It did not affect what he should do when he got up the next day.

After getting up in the morning, he took some people to inspect the factory after a brief exercise.

One month of development has resulted in many more buildings outside the town. In addition to the sugar factory and cement factory that were inspected yesterday, there are still two production plants that have not been inspected.

The salt factory and the vodka distillery, like the sugar factory, were all built by Gudern alone.

After unlocking the craftsman's entry, this kind of design and forging problem was no problem for him.

In just a few days, he created a complete set of processes by himself, which also included testing and running-in and other items.

The refining work in the salt factory is similar to the sugar making process, but there are still some differences in details and equipment operation.

At the same time, the refining time is not as fast as that of the sugar factory. After all, luck is not so good this time, so the salt-making equipment is upgraded to add entries.

It is also true that after one day of operation, the salt making plant completed refining the first batch of fine salt.

Table salt, which is as thin as sugar, does not seem to make any difference at first glance.

But in detail, the graininess of table salt is more obvious than that of white sugar.

White sugar is more like a pile of fine sand, continuous, while table salt is like a pile of broken small stones that look sharp and angular.

I tasted a little bit from the pile of fine rocks, and the tiny salt grains burst out with a salty taste in my mouth.

Although most of the salt tastes the same, Gudern feels that it is much better than the salt bricks in his kitchen.

The salt I used before had to be cracked from salt bricks in advance and then ground before it could be added to the dishes.

Moreover, the color of the salt bricks is not as good as that of pure white fine salt. I don’t know where the salt bricks are refined and sent from. The color of the whole block is dark white with a hint of grayish yellow.

Although the taste does not affect the taste, I still feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Gudern was very satisfied with his 'manufacturing' results, and then asked someone to specially withdraw some of them, preparing to distribute them to his subordinates as rewards.

Although common people can afford salt, they only add a little bit to adjust the taste.