Traveling Through Another World: Have I Become a Noble Baron?

Good news: I traveled through time and became a noble master, with a house, land and servants. Bad news: My fiefdom is on the frontier, and wild beasts will line up to chew on my walls in the winter. Even worse news: I just "inherited" an underage maid who was shaking with fear, and her father just tried to assassinate me yesterday. But in my previous life, I was the King of Rolls, the King of Kings! Isn't it just a survival challenge? Give me a map, and I can arrange the defense towers into flowers; give me a few villagers, and I can make them sing "Unity is Strength" while farming. Captain of the Guard: "My lord, we should rule with fear." Me (immersed in drawing): "No, we will rule with hot pots and radiators - by the way, can you bake bricks?" This is an inspirational story about a programmer who died of overwork and used KPIs, standardized processes and the cohesion of "our villagers" in a different world to turn a tragic beginning into a flow of farming infrastructure! Others rely on swords and magic, I rely on "Militia Training Manual" and "Postpartum Care of Sows"