From outside the door, a middle-aged man with two neat and beautiful beards came.

The middle-aged man also wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a black velvet soft vest and a snow-white silk shirt, which looked noble and elegant. The loose black tweed breeches and a pair of shiny soft-soled horse boots proved that he had just returned from walking his horse.

"I just went out for a walk, and the pony I just bought is not very tame. It seems that it is a bit dangerous to use for riding. I think if it really doesn't work, just use the gray spot mare. The mare is quite honest." said the middle-aged man.

"You are an expert, you decide. Peam brings the person you want, this child." The old man pointed to the young man and said, "You have to teach him a lot in the next half year."

The old man turned around and said to the young man, "You will follow this Eckert in the future. You have a lot to learn, but it only takes half a year. I heard from Paim that you are easy to learn, so you can do it for me."

As he said that, the old man waved at the middle-aged man and signaled the middle-aged man to take the young man out.

The middle-aged man led the boy out of the study and gently closed the door.

He took the boy to a room in a remote corner of the west building.

Although the layout of the room is far inferior to the study and the hall, it still reflects the owner's elegant taste. Because the room is located on the west side of the entire building, there are windows on three sides, and through the blinds, the sun shines on the teak floor. There is a large bed under the window on the north side, which is the type of large bed with four pillars that only rich families can afford.

In the middle was a flower wood screen. The boy had seen the same one in the store. It was shipped from West Vocational and was of great value. This screen naturally divided the room into two.

Below the window to the south, there is a carved nanmu desk, and a floor-to-ceiling window sill on the west, and a balcony outside should be there.

On the right side of the door is a row of bookshelves. Although it is far less spectacular than the bookshelf in the study, it is much more exquisite.

A beautiful portrait hung on the left side of the door facing the head of the bed, which was a portrait of a very beautiful lady full of mature charm.

This lady could not be Eckert's wife, the boy guessed.

"From now, this will be the room you live in," Eckert said.

"What? No, right?" the boy screamed, obviously quite surprised by this arrangement.

"In the next six months, you will live here to learn a lot. The most important thing is that from now on, your name will be Ribo Byrndit. Remember this name." Eckert ordered sternly.

"Why?" the young man asked in confusion.

"You can't ask why. When I think you've learned almost, I'll explain all your questions, but it's definitely not now." Eckert's tone had no room for slowing down: "Ribo Byndiet, let's start your first class."

As he said that, Eckert took a thick book from the bookshelf and placed it on the desk, dragging a chair over. He pointed to the chair and signaled the boy to sit down.

The young man, who was full of questions in his mind, walked towards the desk in a daze but obedient manner.

Class has begun.

...

In the study, the old man sat on a recliner, holding a thick old book in his hand and flipped through it casually. Paim and Faying had already left, and the warm sunshine shone into the study, making the old man a little drowsy. He had long forgotten where he saw reading the book. The old man closed the book and leaned on the recliner and started to doze.

I don’t know how long it took, but the door of the study opened, awakening the old man. The skills he learned in most of his life would not be completely forgotten because life became comfortable. The old man was happy that he was still as alert as when he was on the street.

The old man glanced at the person who came and it was indeed Eckert.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" the old man asked with a smile.

"Very good, Peam chose this time." Ekte replied.

"Are you sure to complete the first step of the plan within half a year?" asked the old man.

"As Paim told us, this newcomer is quite easy to learn, and there should be no problem in changing him within half a year."

"Is there any news about Fez? His place is as important as your work." The old man asked again.

"A few important witnesses have been bribed, especially the captain of the guard. He has a big handle in Fez's hands. If there is no need to bribe them, or if the money cannot achieve the goal, Fez is ready to find a reason to replace them one by one. Just let the bribed housekeeper do this."

Hearing Eckert's answer, the old man nodded and stuffed the book into Eckert's hand: "You should come to see this kind of thing. Hi, I have never developed the habit of reading. I want to doze off when I see the book."

"Ergeology is indeed a rather boring science, and it seems to me that it is of no use. If it weren't for this plan, I wouldn't have any interest in studying this aspect." Eckert took the book and said casually.

"Where is that boy?"

"I got a test paper for him to do it, wanting to see what he would have done. It seems that I underestimated him. After seeing how many questions he answered, I could tell that there was no problem with him in this test paper. It seems that I can really learn a lot in Nangang."

"It is not a good thing to know too much," said the old man.

"Can you let Kyle go to Southport once? The child had an aunt named Betty, and asked Kyle to take a token from this aunt. I think it would be easier to control the child."

"Keller? Is it necessary to let Keller appear?" The old man had some questions about this.

"I really hope that Kelle will participate in our program, and he will be of great help to the program." Eckert explained: "From some of the information I have collected recently, I found that the real Ribo Byrndit did not die of illness, but was more like poisoning, and there were always people who were exploring the life and death situation of Ribo six months ago.

"Fortunately the housekeeper was afraid that people would know that his little master was dead, afraid that people would suspect that he had not fulfilled his duties, and even more afraid that the judge would investigate the property under Ruibo's name, and then find that part of the property had been embezzled by him, the housekeeper, in various names, so he was wrongly sentenced to the gallows. Therefore, the excuse that the little master was sick and needed treatment, blocked the news that the real Ruibo was dead. Fortunately, he came to us at a desperate situation and provided us with this once-in-a-lifetime good opportunity, which would be the biggest plan we have ever implemented.

"However, it is obvious that some people do not want Ribo to exist in the world, or some people do not want Sessburg to have a direct heir. Sessburg has changed its owner one after another. Earl Medin accidentally fell off his horse while hunting. His two sons, one of them was smashed to death by a chandelier on the day they inherited the title, and the other son died of serious illness more than two months after taking office.

"It is said that before his death, he was planning to sign an important document. The Lord claimed that this document would allow Fort Serce to survive the most difficult period. No one had ever heard of any crisis in Fort Serce. Fort Serce is well in operation and the lord has no debts that are difficult to pay. On the contrary, through trade between South Port, Lord Lord can have 20,000 gold Francs income per month, enough to equip a heavy armored cavalry team, which has not yet been included in the investment in South Port.

"Although there is no exact number, the Earl's investment in Southport brings him at least 500,000 gold in Francis every year. I can't imagine that if you have such an income, Sethborough will encounter any financial problems. The death of this Earl made the whole thing even more confusing. It seems that the inside story is definitely not that simple. "So, I am very confident that the death of the real Mr. Ribo was also due to unknown reasons. Therefore, I hope that Kelle can guard our children, at least before obtaining the status of heirs, Ribo Byrndit will never die because of illness."

Eckert reported his discoveries over the past few days in detail.

"This is an obvious thing. From the news of the death of the lord, I guessed what happened. Do you think that butler really came to me by himself? He came to me with guidance from others. I can even guess who the person who guided him and why he came to us. Kelle has been helping you a long time ago, but he is definitely not suitable to appear publicly. Kelle only has the greatest power in the shadows." The old man said.

"Yes, but, you see if the person who guided the scenes behind the scenes will betray us at a critical moment?" Eckert couldn't help but worry.

"Betraying us will not do him any good. On the contrary, the harm to him is much greater than that of us. That person just wants to maintain the current situation safely. Once Serceburg loses his legal heir, someone can seek this position openly. Any change will not benefit that person. Whether this plan can be successful or not, that person cares more than us." The old man continued with a smile: "Eckert, the only thing you lack now is the grasp of the actual situation. You see too few things. Although there are far more things hidden in your mind than me, you don't know which ones are the most important and which are the most useful at the moment. You have to learn more about human nature, and you have enough knowledge."

"But, I like to stay in the study even more." Eckert said.

"I hope you can take over my work. This plan may be the last action I have made. I am old and want to change to a more peaceful lifestyle. Maybe I will be a rich man like Paim, and maybe I will live in Nangang in the future." At this point, the old man waved his hand and signaled that Eckert could leave.

Before leaving, the old man seemed to think of something and said, "I will tell him to do the little thing you want Kelle to do."

Walking out of the study, Eckert thought about what the leader said just now. In recent years, the leader has told himself more and more secrets that he had no idea about. He had guessed that the leader was planning to retire, but he was not very interested in it. If the leader gave him the study without any conditions, he would be happier.

After adjusting his thoughts, Eckert returned to the "classroom".

His student sat upright at the desk, doing the test paper.

Eckert leaned over and took a look. The test paper was answered quite well, which showed that this student did not waste time when he was in Nangang.

"Okay, Ribo, stop for a moment," Eckert said.

The boy looked at his teacher in confusion.

"I have a general understanding of what you know. I have arranged a careful study plan for you." As Eckert said that, he took out a circle of paper from his pocket, and spread the note in front of the boy.

"Entertainment at 6 o'clock every morning, eat breakfast at 6 o'clock, and learn the etiquette and demeanor that the upper class should have on the dining table. Start learning equestrian or swordsmanship at 7 o'clock, and drink morning tea at 9 o'clock. You must learn this elegant art, and it is also your language class. Can you speak Xibai, Yilei, and Delirium?"

"You know how to count, or simply say hello." The young man replied.

"That's not possible. You have to be able to speak fluent Xibai, Yilei and Delizhi can be a little careless. Then I'll add a language class time to you before going to bed at night." As he said that, Eckert picked up a pen from his desk and added another hour of language class at the end of the note: "That's all, 10:00 to 10:00 is entertainment time, but it's not for you to play. You have to learn everything that is popular in the upper social circle and the etiquette that matches your new identity.

"Eleven is a cultural course. I will supplement you with this knowledge by looking at what you are missing. Twelve is lunch time. After lunch, you can rest for half an hour and start a religious course at one o'clock. I see you lack common sense in this area. Two is a painting course, three to four is a politics course, and four to five is a history course. You don't understand these two aspects at all. Eat dinner at five, and it is also a test to accept your learning results for the day.

"The mechanical class starts at 7 o'clock in the evening, teaching you the principles of mechanical, how to assemble or destroy it. The physical fitness class is for you to digest the food for dinner well. The second language class added just now is 9 o'clock. You can go to bed after 10 o'clock, but before that, there is a punishment class. I have strict regulations on your daily studies. If you can't finish, you have to be whipped before going to bed. Do you understand?" Eckert said while pointing.

The boy nodded repeatedly, especially when Eckert took out a teaching stick with a thumb woven with rattan from the top of the bookshelf, the boy's head was even more vigorous.

"Okay, it's almost nine o'clock now, I'll ask the servants to prepare morning tea." As Eckert pulled a long yellow silk ribbon in the room at a specific rhythm.

"But, I just had breakfast not long, and my stomach was not hungry..." the boy explained.

Before he could finish speaking, the whip in Eckert's hand fell on his left hip.

With a crisp sound, the boy felt a burning pain. He covered his butt and screamed and jumped away.

"The time for punishment is not just before you go to bed. Once you make a mistake, you will be punished anytime and anywhere to remind you to pay attention. Do you understand?" Eckert asked expressionlessly.

He kept stroking the painful part, and the boy nodded in fear. He didn't want the whip to fall on his body again.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside. Eckert opened the door and the housekeeper pushed a small cart. The car was filled with various exquisite snacks. In the center was a set of silver tea sets and a pot of unknown drinks.

Eckert picked up a stack of snacks with extremely elegant movements and put them in the boy's hand and said, "Morning tea and afternoon tea are one of the most important components of the upper-class social circle. If someone invites you to have morning tea, it means that they have accepted you entering their circle. As for the invitation to afternoon tea, it means that others have regarded you as their own person, or ask for help in something very important. Therefore, the tea party will be the first test for you to officially enter the social circle. You must fully grasp the key points. Now pick up the point in your hand... Don't be so rude, learn from me, see my appearance clearly, and pay attention to my movements."

...

"When pouring coffee, be slow, don't bend your back, you are not a servant... Look straight at your eyes, don't pay too much attention to the cup, you can only look from the corner of your eyes... When you invite someone to drink coffee, speak sincerely and forcefully, and speak clearly... You are no longer the original clerk, don't look so respectful, straighten your chest, look at my eyes... Don't look at my chest. If you meet a lady, it would be a very rude behavior... When you get up, your movements should be light and you can't hold the chair, which is quite unreasonable. That is a privilege that only the elderly have..."

...

Amidst the shouts of scolding, the boy finally finished his whole day's studies. He had never been so tired. Even in the store, the hunchback arranged for him to do all kinds of heavy work, but he was not as tired as he was now. He felt as if he was about to fall apart.

I was in an extremely nervous state all day long, my mind was filled with all kinds of knowledge I had never heard of, and a mismatch would be shot down, which made me even more nervous and even less able to relax.

The boy lying on the bed stroked the wound on his buttocks, and now he could feel a burst of burning pain. He didn't know if tomorrow's course would be more difficult.

However, despite the hard work of learning, even though you have to be careful of the teaching sticks you have fallen out all the time, and even though you live in an extremely tense atmosphere all day long, the boy felt extremely fulfilled because he had never been immersed in the ocean of knowledge as he is now.

It can be seen that Eckert is a very knowledgeable person, and compared with him, Mr. Madiled is slightly inferior.

There are many things, and Mr. Madileau can only explain one thing clearly, but for Eckert, it seems that it is as simple as common sense.

The boy thought to himself that he didn't know when he could be as knowledgeable as Eckert.

But he understood that for him, the most important thing at the moment was to learn the courses Eckert prepared for.

For the teenager, it would be great if Eckert was as kind as Mr. Madileau, the whip and the pain it brought to his butt were the only regrets that the teenager felt.

The course on the second day was not as difficult as the boy imagined. On the contrary, because he was able to gradually adapt to this highly tense study life, the course on the second day became less difficult than the first day. The only whip I got on this day was because he did not control the horse well during equestrian training, but the boy was complaining in his heart that he had never ridden a horse in his life. It was already quite good to have such good results when riding a horse for the first time.

As he imagined, horse riding became easier and easier for him in the next few days, and the courses became easier and easier. He even had the energy to take extra time to learn and read some of the knowledge he liked.

The boy has gradually become accustomed to his new identity. When others call Ribo Bairndit's name, he will naturally treat it as his name.

However, the young man was always full of doubts about his studies, because no matter how he looked at these studies, they were not used to serve others, but as if he was served by others. Eckert seemed to teach him to be a child of an elegant and decent rich family, and to the kind of children of rich families who were wandering around in a carriage every day, with many servants serving him, and could do nothing all day long, but could have the best enjoyment in the world.
To be continued...