I am reborn as a lord in Rome

Although it was only a few days later, the feeling of re-stepping into the Glyndor Manor was strange to Woolley, and when he saw those familiar scenes and slaves, his heart suddenly became a little sad, for the past twelve years or so, he had been living here with the alcoholic father he had never been close to, and he had repeatedly experienced his miserliness and bombastic talk, which made him feel very disgusted. Tired of it, but now, he suddenly felt that this drunkard and miser who had married three women was actually not useless, and even made him feel a little nostalgic.

"It turned out to be Young Master Woolley. Gauguin, the butler of Glyndor Manor, greeted him with a smirk, "I thought it was a child from a family who got lost, I really didn't expect you to come back." "

Gauguin, please pay attention to your words and attitudes, even if I leave the Glindo estate, my citizenship has not been lost, your freedom is only due to the gift of my father Simon Glindo, if I were you, I would remember this for the rest of my life. Woolley's face sank, and despite all his time in this world, he still hadn't learned to get used to the snobbish face.

Gauguin's face changed, his eyes quickly glanced at Woolley, smiled, and asked in a cold tone: "May I ask Young Master Woolley, why do you want to come to Rindor Manor?"

"I want to see Lady Leah." Woolley tilted his chin slightly, and his eyes were filled with a hint of deliberate contempt and arrogance.

Gauguin looked at it for a moment and nodded: "Please wait, Young Master Woolley." Then he turned and walked into the mansion, leaving Woolley in the front yard.

It was nearly evening when Woolley saw his father's last wife, Lady Leah, perhaps because Gauguin was deliberately delaying, or perhaps Lady Leah had deliberately made him delay, so when Woolley entered the parlor of Glyndor Manor, he was tired, thirsty, and hungry.

Lady Coria had prepared him only a large clay cup of water, and nothing else.

While Woolley drank, Lady Leah sat lazily on a large chaise longue a few paces away from him, and two beautiful slave maids rubbed her shoulders and massaged her ankles.

"Lady Leah, you will always be so radiant. Woolley put down the large clay cup, and his praise for his talent, though only according to the Assyrian custom, was not much different from the reality, and Lady Leah's fame in Seneca had been maintained for nearly twenty years, and she had been married five times, and she was thirty-six years old, but she still had a girlish smooth and delicate skin and a beautiful countenance.

"Woolley. Lady Leah spoke in a very impatient tone, "There is no point in you being here, everything here has nothing to do with you.

"That's your understanding, Lady Leah. "I don't think so, as long as I'm called Woolley Green, Glyndor Manor has a relationship with me." "

Oh?" Lady Leah raised her eyelids and glanced at Woolley with the eyes of a man she didn't know how many charms she had ever had, and then smiled and said, "Woolley, you yourself chose to exchange your property of three thousand silver coins for a reserved citizenship, could it be that you regretted it?" By the way, I would like to remind you of one thing, don't think that I can take advantage of marrying your father, if it weren't for my property and influence, the Glyndo family would not have been a nobleman a long time ago, and you should not forget that your citizenship still needs to pay a tax every year to maintain it.

What Lady Leah said, Woolley had thought of before entering the manor, and as soon as Lady Leah's words fell, Woolley spoke: "Lady Leah, I also take the liberty to warn you that in the process of counting my father's inheritance, you did not count his two shops and the gems in his collection, if these are also included, I should inherit at least more than 10,000 silver coins, do you know why I agreed to your conditions?" It was because my father had told me on his deathbed that you were the only woman he had ever loved in his life, and that I should never forget that, so that I did not make any objection when you offered that ridiculous quid pro quo, and that I had returned to Gyndor Manor to-day, not to talk to you about property, nor to see your indifferent countenance, but to take away two slaves.

"Don't think about it. Lady Leah frowned, "I said that everything in Gentleanor Manor has nothing to do with you.

"High Priest Mikoyan promised to shelter me. Woolley smiled suddenly, and said, "The scope of the asylum naturally includes taking two slaves from the Glyndor Manor, and if Lady Leah refuses, I don't mind telling some secrets to High Priest Mikoyan, such as the Glyndor Manor for bypassing the temple in the past few years and signing a contract in private, and for example, the annual service paid to the temple by the Glyndor Manor should be two hundred and forty silver coins, instead of the current one hundred and twenty." "

Shut up, you scoundrel!" said Mrs. Leah stood up in exasperation, "how old are you to threaten your stepmother, didn't he tell you that I was the only woman he ever loved in his life, and how dare you disturb your father's soul?"

"No, Lady Leah, it's not blackmail, it's just a negotiation, and I don't mind you using the word 'scoundrel' to describe me, because I don't think it's a derogatory term. The smile on Woolley's face did not diminish, and there was even a little more banter in his eyes, "There is one more thing, my father did say that, but he also said that he regretted it, because you have a beautiful appearance, but in your bones, you are full of snobbery, arrogance, laziness, Stupid and lovely, of course, I don't know if you are really like what my father said, if he is wrong, it proves that you have not been able to get him to know you well, and if he is right, I will feel sorry, because I have watched Glyndor Manor fall into your hands, and there is nothing I can do about it. "

Woolley, get out of here!" Lady Leah trembled with anger, and said this sentence almost word for word, and the two maids were startled at the same time, and quietly retreated.

"No, unless you ask me to take the person I want. Woolley shook his head, "Otherwise, I wouldn't mind staying here waiting for the arrival of the Ann and the temple priests, and if you want the slaves to be rough with me, please think about the consequences first, and don't forget, I'm an Assyrian citizen."

Gauguin, who had been hiding at the door of the parlor and eavesdropping, heard this, and hurriedly asked to see him, and then walked up to Lady Leah with a flattering face and whispered a few words. Lady Leah pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, sat back on the chaise longue, and said, "Wooley, tell me, who do you want?"

Nepton and Caesar. Woolley said that he identified the two slaves before he was kicked out of the Lyndor estate that day. Nepton is nearly sixty years old, has been serving the Glyndor estate for almost thirty years, he was a freeman of Hurlett, began to be a sailor in his teens, ingenious and knowledgeable, at the age of thirty he was captured in a battle with the Assyrians and became a slave, Caesar is a descendant of the slaves of the Glyndor manor, only one year older than Woolley, much stronger than his peers, and also Woolley's playmate since childhood, but this Caesar is in response to the sentence "developed limbs and simple mind" , is a good hand at manual work, but his head is not very bright, and he has been loyal to Woolley since he was a child.

"No, Glindo's garden needs to be managed by Nepton and watered by Caesar. Lady Leah shook her head, Nepton, though old, was a skilled gardener, and was particularly good at growing roses, and as for Caesar, only this energetic and uncomplaining tamp boy could handle all the chores in the garden by himself.

Woolley's face sank: "Does Lady Leah think that I should invite a priest to come with me?" Lady Leah

gritted her teeth and frowned at Gauguin, who was standing beside her.

As night fell, Woolley walked out of Glyndor Manor in the evening breeze, followed by Nepton, who was full of gray hair with torches, and behind them, Caesar smirked and carried a small cloth bag containing Nepton, his clothes, and the dinner that had just been sent out tonight.

At the same time, in a certain house in the temple, Mikoyan smiled and raised his eyebrows, and said to Pompeii, who was kneeling in front of him, "Another day, how strange it is to say, why do I suddenly feel that I am so much looking forward to meeting the little boy Woolledindo?"

"Perhaps, God is inspiring." Pompeii said respectfully.

Mikoyan pondered for a moment and nodded: "Pompeii, it is necessary for us to let the people of Seneca know that being close to God can not only alleviate sins and purify the soul, but also obtain tangible benefits, such as Woolly Rindo, should obtain

real benefits, understand?" The "real benefits" in Mikoyan's words are too wide to be understood in a short time, so Pompeii racked his brains and couldn't figure it out in a short time, so he had to ask for advice honestly.

"Pompeii, learn to listen to the revelations of the gods. Mikoyan said, "The revelation of God may be an illusion in the sky, it may be a distant whisper, or it may be something unusual, and you must learn to listen to this, and in the case of Woolleylindo, what he lacks most now, and what the temple can give, is the qualification to sign the contract."

"However, Woolley Greenor is not even thirteen years old, and there is no such thing as a person in the temple's authority to sign a contract. Pompeii said quickly.

Mikoyan glanced at Pompeii arrogantly, and said slowly: "Then please tell me, is there a rule that says that the temple does not allow the qualification to sign a contract?"

Pompeii was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head.

So, Pompeii, while we marvel at the incomparable power of God in creating the world, we must also seriously study what creativity is. Mikoyan smiled, but a strong curiosity rose in his heart.

You're here to buy a house, so what kind of surprises will await you for me next?" Mikoyan said to Woolley in his heart.

Moments before the torches burned out, the three of them appeared at the door of the Morf Tavern.

The moment he walked into the tavern, Nepton closed his eyes and sniffed greedily, and then said with a smile: "Master, please forgive old Neptune's gaffe, this atmosphere reminds me of more than thirty years ago......

" Woolley smiled in return, and when he turned around, he saw Caesar, who was five big and three thick, looking straight at a woman sitting in the corner and laughing with the sailor, and kicked him angrily: "Caesar, you are still a child." "

Oh, I see, little master, Caesar is still a child. Caesar muttered, but his eyes did not bother to take away from the uncovered part of the woman's body.

"Caesar, do you want to anger your master and then have him give you a whip?" Nepton asked in a low voice, Caesar shuddered subconsciously, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

"Looks like you're a bad guy. Woolley glanced at Caesar and said.

"Please forgive him, master, in the past few days that you have been away from the manor, there have been two washermaidens who have tried to seduce Caesar, and although they have not succeeded in the end, this kid seems to have opened up a little bit of a trick, so, master, you understand. Neptune explained.

Woolley was about to say something, but when he saw that had already walked out of the counter with a smile to greet him, he nodded and greeted him: "Moff, you are too polite. "

Young Master Woolley is radiant today, it looks like he has to add a room tonight, and besides, the food should be doubled, right?" Moff asked, pointing to Caesar behind Woolley, who was comparable to a full-grown strong man.

"One room is enough, the food can be prepared more, and you can borrow your bathroom for another use. Woolley happily threw out a silver coin, "You deserve it."

"Ah, generous young master Woolley, let it all be wrapped up in Move. smiled and put away the silver coin, and pushed away a drunk man who was turning upside down, "Master Woolley, please." "