After the banquet, Chechen, who had nothing to do for the time being and was waiting for the appointment of King Jan kachmidge in Warsaw, took his men out hunting at the suggestion of Uncle Pedro.


    They rode out of Warsaw wearing hunting clothes and rifles.


    Less than seven or eight miles out of the road, when passing through a small forest, yelishei suddenly rode his horse to Chechen''s side.


    He was so close that their legs almost touched each other.


    "Captain," said yelishei, leaning over in the direction of Chechen, "there is a carriage following us!"


    "What? What''s the matter? Who?" Pedro, who was dozing on his horse, sat up straight. He clenched his shotgun and asked nervously.


    "It''s a carriage!"


    Pedro put the gun on the saddle.


    "Ho!" he said with a long sigh of relief, "I thought it was a large group of people? Carriages? Maybe someone went the same way as us."


    "I''m sure it''s not an ordinary carriage!" yelishei retorted.


    He was so sure because the carriage followed them after they left Warsaw city. Moreover, today, everyone is mainly to accompany Che Chen out to relax and eliminate the depression after quarreling with Natalie. Hunting is second (there are no prey to fight in cold winter), so they don''t ride fast, and can even be described as walking. But even under such circumstances, in the course of seven or eight miles, the carriage always followed them and never surpassed them.


    After listening to yelishei''s words, Cherchen also thinks it makes sense. However, he believes that there should be no such bold robbers near the capital.


    So after another mile and leaving the grove, Chechen ordered everyone to stop at the side of the road to see if the carriage would surpass him.


    After a while, the carriage came to Cherchen and them.


    "Stop!"


    The driver reined in his horse.


    At this time, a young head stuck out of the carriage.


    The young man looked up with a smile and shouted, "Cherchen, uncle Pedro! It''s really you. I can''t recognize you when I see your back at the gate of Warsaw. Do you remember me?"


    When the newcomer got out of the carriage, Chechen and Pedro narrowed their eyes and looked at the smiling face carefully.


    This is a handsome man under the age of 30. He wore a lynx fur round hat with a hairpin decorated with bird feathers, a brown aristocratic robe, a crimson coat and a gold belt.


    The man has a beautiful face and eyes and is extremely handsome. His blue eyes were full of some melancholy and contemplative charm, and the lines of his face were extremely beautiful. Although he wears Polish clothes, he has long hair and a goat beard.


    In the end, Pedro was the first to recognize the man. He cried in surprise, "Katherine, you are Katherine. My God! How can I say you look so familiar. I always feel familiar with your face, but your beard and clothes have completely changed your appearance. Because in the past, I saw you without a beard and wearing a mercenary uniform, but now you are a Polish dress!"


    Then Catherine hugged Pedro and Chechen one by one.


    "Because I married Helena. My father-in-law, Lord fiordo obhovich, has repeatedly stood in the wrong team and is now frustrated. After leaving the political and military circles, we rented several manors near Warsaw at a very low price and settled down. Don''t you know? I have obtained the status of Polish aristocracy."


    Speaking of this, Catherine added a sentence at the end of her sentence: "although it can''t be compared with you."


    Hearing Catherine say so, Pedro''s heart is very comfortable. However, he comforted Catherine that it was good for him to have such achievements, and he still had the beauty to return.


    Everyone just stood by the side of the road and talked. Finally, Catherine remembered that it was disgraceful for the noble to stand on the roadside and chat like this.


    "Everyone, I''m so happy that I didn''t think of inviting you to my house. Are you free? My house is not far from here. It''s a good manor."


    Cherchen, of course, they gladly accepted the invitation.


    When they arrived at Caitlin''s manor, they saw a simple manor. The furnishings inside are very simple and elegant, with some simple furniture, some purchased and some rented from the former owner. Of course, the largest number of weapons in the room are various. It can really be called a small armory - these are the booty of Catherine when she was a mercenary.


    Here, Chechen met Miss Helena obhovich again. Today, Helena''s face is filled with a happy smile. Like a capable housewife, she directs the servants and maids to prepare food and set the tableware.


    Although in terms of luxury, life here cannot be compared with Smolensk, it is obvious that Helena prefers today''s life.


    For a moment, Chechen wanted to put everything down and live this poetic pastoral life with the people he loved.


    The restaurant was soon decorated and the food was put up. So they talked while eating.


    During the dinner, Pedro talked about Cherchen''s amazing achievements as a show off.


    Although Catherine has heard many stories about Cherchen, he is still intoxicated to hear the embellishment of Pedro, the witness and the cowhide king.


    Helena saw her husband''s face glowing red and kindly ordered her servants to warm the wine in the cellar.


    When he heard that Cherchen had captured Prince boguslav back to Warsaw alive this time, the former mercenary drank up the wine in the glass and smashed the glass on the table.


    "Good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil. You may not know that although Jiayue lost Smolensk and most of his farms and real estate fell into the hands of the Russians, he still had a small fortune in the Ross region and Lithuania. He lent those money to boguslav to earn interest because he trusted the laziviu family, but because Jiayue lost his power, except There was nothing in the money. After the loan was due, boguslav refused to return the principal, and then even the interest stopped. "


    Catherine''s words gave birth to the idea of retreating from the mountains and forests. Chen quickly cut off the idea - if she didn''t come to the territory and armed, would her fate be the same as that of Catherine''s father-in-law?


    The answer is self-evident.


    Pedro, sitting next to Cherchen, had an idea of Catherine.


    Catherine is a good mercenary. She can manage a team of one or two hundred people at least. Such an officer is the better for the mercenary regiment, and Catherine and her uncle and nephew are both from Franco''s mercenary regiment and have the feeling of incense. There is no doubt about the loyalty of such a person. Besides, looking at the situation of Catherine''s family, although it is not bad, it is definitely not good. If he can return to his command, he can also improve his family situation.


    Out of these considerations, Pedro extended an olive branch to Catherine. But Catherine refused.


    Catherine looked at Helena, who looked at him tenderly and stroked her abdomen.


    "Uncle Pedro, I''m tired of war, because when I was a boy of menglang, I began to fight everywhere. I''ve seen too much blood and separation. Now I just want to enjoy a little peace with Helena and spend a few peaceful days in the rented manor. Moreover, Helena already has my children."


    "Is it true? This is really good news." Chechen said happily for Catherine and Helena.


    "It''s been three months," Helena obhovich said with a shy bow of her head.


    Then, the people expressed their blessings to them one after another.


    The atmosphere in the room was thick when a servant came in.


    "Sir," said the servant in Rose''s heavily accented polish, "someone outside wants to rest his feet."


    Then the servant looked at them and said, "like these people, they are also hunting."


    Catherine is hospitable. On weekdays, he would welcome him, but today they were going to entertain Chechen and his party, so Catherine asked the servant to go down and politely refuse.


    The servant retired. After a while, there was a noise outside.


    Catherine stood up. He accused everyone of strangulation, and then went out to see what had happened.


    Until this time, Catherine mistakenly thought it was the servant of the family who annoyed the passers-by with his rude and tactless remarks.


    Until he saw the face of the comer.


    "Boguslav!"


    Catherine''s cry reached the room.


    Chechen and Pedro looked at each other first, because they knew only one prince named boguslav, and this man should still be imprisoned in the house of the imperial dining officer.


    But immediately, they stood up.


    Needless to say, there is no one but that one who can be so arrogant and domineering.


    Everyone ran out of the house, even Helena.


    Outside the fence, boguslav, dressed in hunting clothes, was confronting Catherine. Catherine, with a sickle in her hand, was eyeing boguslav on his horse, while the servant lay on the ground with a bright red whip mark on her face.


    Boguslav, who was holding a shotgun, saw that Chechen was here. A look of panic appeared on his rare face.


    Yes, he shouldn''t have been here. Although the imperial dining officer brought back the promise of King Jan kazimiz to pardon him, the pardon document was not issued. Strictly speaking, he was still guilty. But bogusslav was ecstatic for the rest of his life, so after the imperial catering officer who took care of him went out, bogusslav would go out to ride a horse to relax his mood.


    Since the only imperial catering officer who could control him was absent, none of the servants in the mansion dared to stop him. They could only watch boguslav go out on horseback.


    Now, boguslav has met Cherchen in a narrow way. If he shows his behavior to the king, Jan kazimierh will be furious.


    "Hi, count. I didn''t expect to meet you here." boguslav said hello to Chechen with a smile.


    Looking at boguslav''s face, Cherchen and Pedro showed an expression of enlightenment.


    "He''s afraid of me."


    "He''s afraid of my nephew."


    They thought at the same time.


    Their expressions made boguslav nervous, and his heart twitched.


    "Prince," said Pedro, who greeted boguslav with surprising enthusiasm, "we just talked about you, saying that you are one of the best trustworthy gentlemen, and the money owed to anyone will be returned - just like what you owe us."


    With that, Pedro winked at Catherine.


    "Right, Catherine."


    Catherine also reacted at this time. He said repeatedly, "yes, yes. For example, if the prince borrows Jiayue''s money, he will return it immediately."


    On one side, yelisi and others also coaxed and praised bogusslav for his honesty and trustworthiness, good character, kindness and love.


    Boguslav''s face twitched again. He asked Catherine, "who is your father-in-law?"


    Helena took a step forward and said to boguslav, "my father is fiordo obhovich. Two years ago, the prince borrowed my father 5000 tales as military expenditure. Do you remember?"


    Of course, the name of Fyodor obkhovich has an impact on boguslav, but he has borrowed a lot of money. Apart from a few huge sums of money, he really has no impression whether he has this small sum of money or whether he borrowed it from Fyodor obkhovich.


    However, boguslav was in a hurry to get away. Regardless of whether he had an IOU or not, he casually said to Catherine, "well, you should repay the loan. Come to my cousin''s imperial dining official''s residence tomorrow to get the money."


    With that, boguslav rode his horse and wanted to leave.


    But how could Pedro let him go so easily - you know, boguslav is famous for going back.


    "Prince," said Pedro, holding the reins of boguslav''s Mount, "we can''t trust you, but you have to leave something as collateral."


    Boguslav was in a panic. He blurted out, "what do you want?"


    Pedro patted the beige Spanish foal in front of him.


    "Just this foal. But don''t worry, Prince. We won''t let you walk back to Warsaw. Catherine, there are other horses here. You can choose one to ride back."


    Bogusslav was angry when he heard that Pedro wanted his own mount.


    My Spanish colt is a good horse that can''t be bought for thousands of money. It''s worth thousands of gold, but the old man wants to take it to compensate 5000 tales.


    But even though he was angry, the situation was stronger than people, boguslav still had to give in.


    "OK, here''s the horse," boguslav gave in.


    Then boguslav got on a bad horse pulled from Catherine''s stable and was ready to leave.


    But Helena obhovich stopped the prince.


    "Wait a minute," Helena said.


    Helena ran back into the house and soon came out with a note paper.


    "Prince, this is an IOU you gave to your father fiordo obhovich. Now I''ll give it back to you intact. Please also know that although we are poor, we are also aristocrats."


    Boguslav took the note at will, stuffed it into his pocket without looking, and then ran away like a horse.