But alas, no one can see it.

No one was surprised that King Qin, who seemed to be unfazed by the sky and always looked indifferent and indifferent, would laugh.

No, there is one more.

In the shadow of the pillar on the side, a young figure dressed in linen and white seemed to see it.

But he felt like he was dazzled.

In an instant, he saw a faint smile on the face that he didn't dare to look at directly, and was blocked by the flat crown and couldn't see clearly.

It was only for a split second, and the smile was gone.

So he felt dazzled.

How could he, the king, laugh!

It's been four years, and he's never seen the king smile.

I must have read it wrong!

He said softly in his heart, and his eyes looked outside the hall.

Listen to the heartfelt, heart-pounding shouts.

He was more convinced that his choice was not wrong.

A happy smile appeared on his somewhat cold face, and then he was always vigilant while cultivating.

......

On this day, the boiling and fiery atmosphere of Xianyang City ignited this thick and solemn city.

The screams that shook the nine heavens lasted for about half an hour before the cultivation dissipated.

But one group after another of old Qin people, the whole family consciously walked to the gate of the Qin Palace, knelt down, kowtowed deeply, and left.

Countless people from other countries who saw this scene were even more silent.

There is also an invisible force that infects them.

It was also from this day on, with Xianyang City as the center, the land of Daqin, the cheers and fiery atmosphere were like a light.

One after another, they lit up almost the entire Great Qin.

Xinchuan County, Linping County, Yanghe Village, Changfeng Pavilion, Xiaopoli.

This is a small village where more than 8,000 people lived.

It is very ordinary in Daqin, and it is not conspicuous at all.

In a family that is not wealthy.

The old man, who looked to be in his fifties, with white hair and two broken hands, had a calm face and an indelible iron blood and fortitude.

At this moment, a middle-aged man sat across from him, and behind him stood a young man who did not look very old, almost fifteen or sixteen years old.

Although he is young, he looks quite strong and strong.

The middle-aged man on the other side sighed a little on his face: "Brother Li...... Hey, I'm sorry. ”

The old man with the broken arm, known as Brother Li, shook his head and said calmly: "What's so sorry about this? Huzi is already sixteen years old, so naturally he should go to the conscription. ”

"However, this mission is very dangerous, and if something happens to Huzi, ......!" the middle-aged man's face was a little depressed.

The person in front of him is the hero of their small slope, and their family is also a hero.

From 500 years ago to the present, six generations, nine iron-blooded men joined the army and died on the way to fight for the country.

Even he lost his arms in the war more than 20 years ago and had to return to his hometown.

He had always respected him as his eldest brother, but he had to come and send his only son to dangerous servitude.

Conscription was something that every common person in Daqin had to undertake.

Once a man reaches the age of sixteen, he is required to serve in forced labor every year.

A common man of Great Qin, in December of the year, if he is not a soldier, except for the time of cultivation and harvest, most of the rest of the time is spent in conscription.

If Daqin's tax is normal and nothing happens, it is enough for a few families to live.

But conscription is the heaviest column among the Seven Kingdoms, and it is nothing to say that it is even one of the Seven Kingdoms.

However, they are also used to it, and even think that it is justified.

They are not like those who later joined Great Qin, like a pampered son.

However, this conscription is dangerous.

A lot of people have died, Huzi is still so young, if something happens to him, what should he do?

The middle-aged man felt a little self-blame in his heart, even if he knew that he didn't blame himself.

"Alright. Looking at it, he snorted lightly, and said solemnly: "My Great Qin people are good men when they kill enemies on the battlefield, what is the danger of serving conscription?"

Huzi, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm still waiting for the cultivation to arrive, and then I'll join the army?" the young man behind him shouted, showing his fierceness.

The middle-aged man was helpless, he really couldn't do anything.

After saying a few more words, the middle-aged man left, letting his son continue to cultivate, and the middle-aged man's calm face, unconsciously, there was some tiredness, sorrow, and worry.

Huzi is going to dig the Lingyuan mine this time, and I don't know if it will ......

With his strength, he can't withstand a riot in the spiritual energy of the Lingyuan Mine.

Ay!

If I had both arms, I could go.

Sorrow is growing, as a father, how can he not be worried?

But I was just worried, and I never thought of avoiding it.

And just when he was worried, suddenly, the middle-aged man rushed in a little frantically and grabbed the shoulders of the watcher.

His eyes were red, and he hurriedly said: "Big brother, the king has remembered us, and he has given us tax exemption and exemption from forced labor." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he heard a cheer not far away, 'Long live the king!'

The middle-aged man spoke quickly, and after ten breaths, the old man's breathing became heavy, and his tiger eyes turned red, and the slightest hint of water was permeated.

This iron-clad man actually cried.

"Remember, my lord!"

Muttering these words, he suddenly got up and walked out, roaring loudly: "Huzi, redouble my cultivation efforts and join the army to serve the king, otherwise I will break your legs." ”

......

Sanfeng County, Pingchang County, Yemiao Township.

A family of four sat together in a heavy and sad atmosphere.

A middle-aged man had a broken leg, but he sat upright and steady.

There was also a middle-aged woman, a little girl, and a little boy.

"I don't care, I don't want to sell the big girl. The middle-aged woman cried and hugged the little girl tightly in her arms.

The little boy and the little girl also looked at their father pitifully and begged, "Dad, don't sell the eldest sister, okay?"

"Dad, I don't want to see my eldest sister. ”

The middle-aged man closed his eyes, did not open them, and did not dare to open them.

After a long while, it was quiet, and he mustered up the courage to speak slowly: "Erya, Xiaoxiong, your eldest sister just can't see her for a while, she will be better, he ......"

As he spoke, he couldn't go on.

Suddenly, he realized that he didn't have much courage at all.

Even if he once went to the battlefield and killed the enemy.

But what can he do?

There was a problem in the fields, and more than half of this year's grain was destroyed.

What does he pay for taxes?

It's just enough to pay taxes, and the rest can be paid in full, but how can their family survive this year?

With the help of your neighbors?

Not to mention that no one is rich, even if they survive this year, next year there will be a bumper harvest in the fields, will life be better?

(Chapter 3, thank you for your support.) ）

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