Sailing from the Long Song Fortress slowly docked at the dock in the border town.Kanshu58.com

After the springboard was put down, the people on the boat carried all kinds of bags and walked down the trestle.Most of them set foot in this strange land for the first time, and their expressions seemed a little dazed, and the urging of the sailors behind them intensified their feelings of uneasiness.

Under the push of the crowd, a middle-aged woman accidentally slipped underfoot, her body lost its balance, and she was about to fall off the trestle.Another woman took the first step, grabbed the other person's wrist, and helped her stabilize her body.

“Thank you,” the rescuer said, “heavy-heartedly covered his chest and thanked him.

And the woman just smiled and waved her hand, indicating a small thing.

Standing by the dock, Philine Silter recognized the well-in-exiled young woman from the crowd—the flower of tomorrow at the Fortress Theatre, Irene, his beloved wife.She was wearing a white dress, with a long hair on the top of her head, and still looked so beautiful.

The first knight withstood the excitement, and when she was safely on land from the dock, she stepped forward and hugged her from the side with force, regardless of the eyes and opinions of the people around her.The other side was startled, and after recognizing that the person was Filing, he also responded gently to his embrace.

“I was horrified to hear the news of the Duke’s defeat.When I was in the long song fortress, I wanted to see you, but I didn't have a chance."She said in the knight's ear, "It's safe for you."

"I was locked up in the dungeon of the Lord's castle, and it was impossible for the guards to let you in," said Filin, letting go of his wife, "have you been well for more than half a month?"

“...” She was silent for a moment, “I left the theater.”

Filin immediately understood the meaning of his wife's words, when he was still the first knight in the West, only the duke dared to move his hand and feet to her, and now he became a prisoner of His Royal Highness, coveting the group of Irene's fellows no longer need to hide their own malice, one by one ready to wait for the opportunity to start.At this time to go to the theater again, it is undoubtedly to send sheep into the tiger mouth.

"It doesn't matter, I have a job here, and the pay is not low."He said, "Go home and talk."

“The house?”Irene looked a little surprised, “Don’t we have to live apart?”

In general, most of the captives who were not executed and did not accept redemption were used as hard labor, and the place where they lived was basically tents and barracks, and many people crowded into a pile, lying on the ground covered with wheat straw.The treatment of the prisoners' families is also not much better, the women have a special camp, the same to sleep on the floor, when the man works, they are responsible for cleaning the man's residence, as well as boiling water for cooking and washing.

Firling was a little moved by the thought that on the fortress farm she had at least one spacious room with comfortable beds and soft bed.But for her own sake, she still chose to come to the border town alone, even if she had to squeeze with other women in a small house or tent, and accept forced labor every day, she did not back down.

“I’m a teacher now,” he said, taking Irene’s bag, taking her hand, and walking toward the new district of civilization, “and the teacher gets a free house.”

To tell the truth, when he first heard His Highness announce the treatment of teachers, he did not expect too much - as a prisoner, it was a good room.Even if it is a wooden house with rain and rain, it should be able to live.The result surprised him that the housing allocated to the teachers would be so... regular.

Walking into the community, the street suddenly became spacious, the ground was covered with gray-white gravel, pressed flat by the rolling stone, and walking up will not feel the feet.At first, Philin did not understand this practice, and felt that the stonemasons were wasting manpower and time.It was not until after a heavy rain, the rain flowed down the stone gap into the ground, and then gathered into the deep drains on both sides, and he understood the reason.Such streets are obviously much better than in the muddy, water-filled alleys in the long song fortress.

Irene looked around and asked with some doubts, “The house here looks new, are you on the wrong track?”

"No, my dear, we're coming soon."

Turning two corners along the street, Filing Sirte stopped with Irene in front of a two-story brick house. "Here it is."

“Where?”She looked around twice, then turned her eyes to the new building in front of the knight, and covered her mouth incredulously, “Is this whole house our home?”

"Certainly not," he laughed, "this is the teacher's building, and our home is in the middle of the second floor, go, let's go up."

With the key out of the door, Filing took his wife’s hand into the new home—a house containing a main hall, two bedrooms, and two auxiliary rooms, with all the furniture.Although small, it is surprisingly comfortable.Whether it is the decoration of the main hall or the arrangement of the bedroom, it makes people feel refreshing.Now with Irene, the house is even more perfect.

“Are you really taken as a prisoner?”Irene couldn’t wait to run into a room to look at it, excitedly like a child, “We’ll live here later?”

“Well, of course.”Philin smiled and took the dried bread and cheese from the cupboard and laid it on the table, “You haven’t eaten on the boat yet?”Fill your stomach first, and I'll have to go out to work later."

"Yes, you are now a teacher," said Irene, running back to her husband, "what son of the nobles to teach?"

“Not the nobles, but the collarmen who teach the prince.”

“The people?”She said, “Teach what?”

Philin took a book at the table and handed it to his wife, “Teach them to read and write, which was given to me by His Royal Highness...”

When he chose to become a teacher, he was worried that he would not be competent - after all, this position is usually held by a knowledgeable white-haired old man.Instead, His Highness said that he could teach according to the teaching materials.When he saw this so-called textbook, he understood that the original teaching people to read and write can also be refined to such a degree.

From the teaching method to the course content, there is everything above.The first page also lists more than a dozen common questions from novice teachers, such as how to become a good teacher.How to attract students’ interest in learning?How to test the effectiveness of teaching?The answer is simple and obvious, and it is a bit of a sense of understanding.Before I started school, he was very attracted to this book.

Eileen was obviously the same, and when she grew up in the theater she had read more books and plays than Philipin, and the knight had lamented that, with his wife's appearance and intelligence, if born into a noble family, she would certainly become an outstanding woman who made the whole western world well known.

After turning a few pages, Irene suddenly looked up and asked, “You said before... that the teacher’s salary is good?”

“20 silver wolves a month, five more every year.”

“There’s no theater, right?”

“No... there is,” said Philine, after he had guessed his wife’s thoughts.

Sure enough, the other person closed the book and smiled, "Then I will also become a teacher, my dear, just like you."(Not completed.)