Following the faint light and shadow on the ground, Liu Huaqiang touched a wooden door with a rather rough wood.
From where he touched, he could feel that the door was covered with a thick layer of dust.
The wooden door was not locked. With a little force, accompanied by a harsh friction sound, the wooden door was pushed open from the inside.
The bright moonlight shone into the dim room, and finally the surrounding environment could be seen clearly.
This is a mud house of about four or five square meters. The surface of the wall was bumpy, and everything seemed very sloppy.
With such a simple craftsmanship, it is not incomprehensible that the whole house does not even have a window.
This is the room of the groom. After being occupied by Liu Huaqiang, the groom naturally slept in the stable.
Liu Huaqiang's first small goal was to organize a small secret force that could fight against the Ottomans around him.
Everything is difficult at the beginning. After thinking about it, he planned to make the groom in the manor his first lobbying target.
After tidying up the slightly yellowed jacket, Liu Huaqiang went back to the room and took the royal blue linen tight jacket. He put on the jacket while walking towards the direction of the stable in his memory.
"Where are you going!?"
After walking more than ten meters and turning a corner, two Ottoman soldiers holding sabers stopped Liu Huaqiang.
The current situation has been analyzed. These Ottomans said they were escorting Tsepesh, but in fact they were putting him under house arrest.
Facing the two sentries, Liu Huaqiang wanted to say, "Believe it or not, I will kill you two," but in the end, he could only show a bright smile.
With the help of a silly smile, he covered up the twitching of his facial skin due to anger.
"I drank too much cold water at night, so I'm going to the stable to relieve myself."
The reason why the air in the Middle Ages was full of stench was largely because there were no toilets in this era.
Small families usually relieve themselves in the corners, while big families like the baron usually relieve themselves near the cowshed or stable.
The two Ottoman sentinels looked Liu Huaqiang up and down, and then one of them nodded slightly, signaling Liu Huaqiang to go and come back quickly.
Because there were nearly two hundred cavalry stationed outside the manor, they were not worried that Liu Huaqiang would take this opportunity to run away.
Pretending to be nothing, Liu Huaqiang whistled and walked away slowly, away from the two Ottoman sentinels.
For a small noble manor like this, the best location in the middle is to build the main building of the manor.
Like the servants' room, the groom's room, and the stable, they are all built in the corners of the manor, so Liu Huaqiang arrived at the stable not far away.
The poor baron had only two skinny horses left in the stable. When he saw Liu Huaqiang coming, a big black horse snorted.
A man with messy hair and dirty linen clothes was sleeping under the horse trough.
Most of his face was blocked by the thick straw next to him, so his specific appearance could not be seen clearly.
The pungent smell in the air did not disturb this guy's sweet dream. Liu Huaqiang even saw that there was saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth.
This guy must have dreamed that he was enjoying a delicious meal.
The delicious wheat bread and hot carrot and mutton soup were probably the limit of his imagination.
Like him, a horseman with no status and no position, he could only drink vegetable soup and eat rye bread, and two-thirds of the time he was not full at all.
Liu Huaqiang looked around to make sure that there were no Ottomans following him, then he half-knelt down and shook the horseman's shoulders.
After pushing seven or eight times, the horseman woke up from his dream full of delicious food with difficulty and looked at Liu Huaqiang with sleepy eyes.
At the same time, Liu Huaqiang also saw the groom's appearance clearly.
Brown eyes, high nose bridge, stains on cheeks, and a wisp of beard on the chin that had just grown out
Judging from his age, the groom was about fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as the original owner of Liu Huaqiang's body.
Then again, Liu Huaqiang didn't know what he looked like now. The legendary vampire count should look good.
Liu Huaqiang was thinking about his appearance when he heard the groom who woke up and asked hostilely: "Who are you!?"
"My name is Tsepesh, I am the newly promoted Grand Duke of Wallachia, and the most distinguished master in this land."
Since he wanted to trick the groom into working for him, Liu Huaqiang had to reveal his identity.
Although he, as a duke, had no rights or freedoms, at least he had a name. For a commoner like the groom, he was definitely a big shot who could scare people to death.
The young groom, who was originally full of hostility, immediately became extremely surprised, and the whole person froze there.
After a full half a minute, he hurriedly crawled out of the quilt on the straw bed.
Without having time to get rid of the straw stuck on his body, the young groom knelt on one knee and surrendered in front of Liu Huaqiang.
"Sorry, honorable Duke, please forgive my previous rudeness.
Daval Agapia, the humble horse herder of Snow Bernia, is willing to crawl at your feet forever."
The young groom trembled, finished the lines he heard from the troubadour, then lowered his head and remained in a kneeling position without moving.
"My kind people, you don't need to be humble, stand up, hold your chest high and talk to me."
Although it felt a little awkward, Liu Huaqiang still imitated the way the European nobles spoke in the Middle Ages and gave instructions to the young groom.
After saying that, Liu Huaqiang stood up first and waited for the other party to stand up.
Daval first raised his head tentatively, looked at Liu Huaqiang's expression, and made sure that the nobleman had a smile on his face, then stood up carefully.
However, he did not hold his head high, but hunched his body slightly. Obviously, the gap in status made it impossible for him to look Liu Huaqiang in the eye.
Seeing the young groom like this, Liu Huaqiang stretched out his right hand and pressed it on his shoulder.
"Don't be restrained. This conversation is between two young people. Forget about your damn identity."
"My Lord Duke, this..."
"You don't need to have any doubts or concerns. I just couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and wanted to find someone to chat with."
"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Tsepesh. I'm sixteen years old. I don't know who is older between the two of us."
"Chat with me, my friend. I'm really lonely and need a friend like you to chat with."
...
Abandoning the awkward aristocratic tone, Liu Huaqiang eliminated Daval's psychological barriers step by step.
The chat session officially began only when the young man in front of him could look directly at Liu Huaqiang and answer questions fluently.
"It's so nice now, Daval, can I ask you a few questions?"
"My Lord Duke, please ask me, I will answer truthfully."
"When there is no one else around, just call me Tsepesh, so that it will be easier for everyone to communicate.
I want to know how you became a groom in Baron Stent's family at such a young age."
Entering the chat session, Liu Huaqiang couldn't let the young groom organize a secret force at the beginning, so he could only start by understanding the other party's life experience.
Daval organized his words and said in a muffled voice: "My father, Canori Agapia, used to work for Baron Stent.
Three years ago, my father passed away. Baron Stent saw that my mother and I had no food and clothing, so he gave me this job as a groom."
"My poor friend, I am very sorry to mention your sad story again.
I just wonder if you can tell me how your father died?"
Died three years ago, which made Liu Huaqiang think of a possibility. In a war that year, many brave soldiers died for the country.
As Liu Huaqiang expected, Daval continued, "Three years ago, my father joined the army organized by the old duke and died in Varna."
Daval's eyes were a little red. It was obvious that this brief chat brought back his memories of sad past events.
"Dava, my brother, please don't be sad.
Your father died for Wallachia. His death was extremely glorious."
War is cruel, life is precious, and the so-called honor is worthless in front of life. This is what Liu Huaqiang really thinks at this time.
But in this dark age, people pursue glory and a beautiful world after death.
So Liu Huaqiang could only follow the trend and say what he just said, which was also what the little groom Daval was most willing to hear.
Then, Liu Huaqiang continued, "Dava, I don't know what you think of the Ottomans."
The orphan of the war, who had a blood feud with the Ottomans, was worthy of Liu Huaqiang's trust.
He asked knowingly in order to arouse the anger in Davar's heart.
This was not a despicable exploitation. Standing up against the Ottoman invaders was the mission of every Wallachian.