Mrs. kolf''s home is in the east side of miatelsk, where most of the little nobles who fled to miatelsk lived. It was originally a small village. As more and more nobles came, it gradually developed into a residential area.


    Like the spontaneous residential areas in other cities, the environment in the east district is dirty and messy. There is no unified planning for the buildings here, high and low. Most of the houses are made of wood, and occasionally a few are made of brick and stone.


    The carriage stopped at an intersection. The road in front of the intersection was too crowded for a carriage to pass.


    After the people got off, Mrs. kolf gave the coachman a Taylor, and the coachman turned around and left.


    "Mrs. kolf, why don''t you live in the castle area?" Chris frowned at the environment. She once heard Prince boguslav say that in order to receive the fleeing nobles, the raziweu family built Inns Near the family castles in miatelsk and werna, where all the expenses of the nobles were paid by the raziweu family and stayed as long as they wanted.


    Mrs. kolf had no choice but to smile bitterly at Chris''s question. The family did live in the castle area when they first arrived in Mia jersk, and they did receive a high standard of reception. According to their husband''s title, the four members of their family were given a room of more than 100 square meters. Every month, the administrator of the raziwiu family also sends pocket money. At that time, the current Prince boguslav was still studying abroad, and his part of the assets of the raziwiu family were managed by his cousin, Prince yanush.


    But a few years later, Mrs. kolf''s husband was removed from the position of member of Parliament in the parliamentary election, and the situation of their family took a sharp turn for the worse. First, the 50 days of each month were gone, and then the steward changed their family to a small room on the grounds of more people and fewer rooms.


    Duke Kolff was used to a life of fine clothes and food, and his behavior was regarded as an insult to him. The Duke angrily left the Inn and took his family to a hotel outside.


    Then, due to the depletion of wealth and the Duke''s drinking and idleness, the living environment of the kolf family became worse and worse. If Mrs. kolf hadn''t happened to be boguslav''s mistress, their family would have slept on the streets.


    But how could the stronger Mrs. kolf say these sufferings.


    Mrs. kolf took the three people across the path to the door of a wooden two-story building, and then opened the door.


    "Mom, mom."


    As soon as Mrs. kolf opened the door, a boy about the size of Chechen ran over with a little girl about ten years old.


    They are Mrs. kolf''s children. The man''s name is Adam and the girl''s name is mikari.


    Seeing his mother wearing a strange dress and three people behind him, both children stopped.


    "Adam, mikari, these three are my mother''s friends," Mrs. kolf said gently with a smile.


    "Hello." the two children wanted to be greeted by Chechen and others.


    Cherchen looked at the room. The room is very small. There is only a table and a clothes hanger in the room. Obviously, the colfs'' beds should be on the second floor. There are some black bread and milk on that table, but the most is all kinds of wine bottles.


    "Where''s your father?"


    "Father is out," Adam replied.


    Mrs. Kolff knew that her husband was out looking for wine again. Instead of talking, she wiped some greasy chairs and invited the three to sit down.


    Chris didn''t expect that Mrs. kolf was so poor under her bright appearance.


    "Isn''t it strange? In fact, it''s good for us to have such a life. Many of the little nobles who fled to Mia jersk with our family are either starving or selling children and women to survive."


    "Hateful Cossack." Cherchen scolded when Mrs. kolf talked about the tragedy of the fleeing aristocrats.


    "But now," said Mrs. kolf proudly, coming up to Adam, "Prince boguslav has granted you permission to join his cavalry."


    Adam was also delighted to hear that he could join the prince''s mercenary regiment.


    "Mother, I will serve hard, then call back to Ukraine and take back everything we have," Adam vowed to his mother.


    "In fact, we can''t blame zaporoze''s Cossacks. It was the capricious policies of the Republic of Poland and those in power that forced the Cossacks to rebel and hurt themselves. Originally, the Cossacks had surrendered, but the Polish nobles who returned to Ukraine violated the treaty. They intensified their persecution of the Cossacks and farmers, which forced the Cossacks to rebel again."


    At this time, Chris put forward different opinions.


    Cherchen was surprised by Chris''s statement. All along, Cherchen heard about how the Cossack rebels in zaporoze were hateful and how they brought disaster to the whole Ukrainian plain. The Republic of Poland is the just party, and the army of the Republic suppressed a rebellion. According to Chris, the kings and nobles are also responsible for at least half of the current situation.


    Then Che Chen thought of the story of "big nose" that Yuri, a boy in the village, told him when they first arrived in Smolensk and stopped in zamoshye village. At least Yuri, they like Cossacks more than Polish nobles.


    "Lord Chris, you can''t say that. Since God makes one person a nobleman and another a farmer, that''s God''s will. Both noblemen and farmers should act according to God''s arrangement. If a farmer wants to become a nobleman and eat and dress like a nobleman, he violates God''s will and should be punished. And I Although they received their rent, they also protected them. Without the army composed of us nobles, the Tatars in Crimea would have caught all the Ukrainians long ago. "Mrs. kolov retorted loudly after hearing Chris''s words.


    "But if a farmer has his hands cut off because he stole a chicken from the landlord, isn''t that too heavy a punishment?"


    Obviously, Chris disagreed with Mrs. kolf, she said, citing an example.


    "That''s what the law says. If you don''t obey the law, you should be punished," retorted Mrs. kolf.


    Seeing the two of them say one thing to me, Cherchen didn''t understand. How could the two people who were originally very good suddenly quarrel. Moreover, the words of the two people made sense to him.


    At this time, the door of the house was pushed open.


    The moment the door opened, Chechen smelled a strong smell of wine. At the gate, a middle-aged man with yellow and white hair was carrying a wine bottle. Most of the wine in the bottle had disappeared.


    "Dad," mikari shouted.