The celebration of the 1300th anniversary of the founding of Bourbon is probably to find a bunch of so-called "celebrators" like me to make up the numbers, although the celebration looks very similar to that thing, and the lively scene is huge, but the actual effect is not good, and the celebration is full of mistakes and omissions.

But fortunately, at this time, it had been many years since such a glorious celebration had been reported, and the scale of the celebration was so large, those citizens could not see the paleness of this celebration, so they applauded under the command of the General Palace.

[The so-called pale and powerless and brilliant in scale means that there are a lot of funds smashed, but the ten-layer funds only play a five-layer effect because of the unqualified celebrator, although Luer is not as familiar with the celebrant as his father, but after all, he is from the family of the celebrator, and he can still see how effective the celebration is. 】

And during those time in Borris, I also learned what had happened to my brother and why the officers had arrested me instead of my brother for the event - I had had little contact with Boris's hometown since I had been forcibly drafted from the General Assembly Palace two years earlier.

At this time, my father had died, and the two older brothers were dragged to the army one by one, but the battlefield they were on was the Tenglong Battlefield, and they couldn't come back for such a fucking reason, and my nephew was still very young and unreliable no matter how he looked at it, so he pulled me, a young man from the Yayihua family who looked mature and stayed on Bourbon Island in the end.

What the hell, I really want to run away and don't do it, but for the sake of the bounty given to me, it's okay.

In addition, I discussed it with my nephew, and felt that now that the men in our brother's family have been transferred, there are only a few bits and pieces of prawns and small shrimp left at home, so all parties are not at ease, so compromise and let my nephew and other members of the Yayihua family set off together to my fruit forest in Xiben, and if I take care of the fruit forest, I can at least make a living.

As for me, after the celebration was over, I was not given even a day, so the Great Palace took me into the barracks, where I stayed for a few more days, and gathered enough people, veterans from the return, and new cannon fodder collected by the General Assembly Palace through various means, and then loaded them into a transport ship and transported them to the battlefield of the Northern Passage.

Poseidon bless, let me not be hurt in any new war, although I know this is a very excessive request, but I still please.

I spent nine years in the Northern Passage from 1432 to 1441, during which I went from a 35-year-old man to a 44-year-old man who had been tormented by his military career.

Although the Great Palace began a massive reduction in soldiers and recalled many soldiers, unfortunately I was not among them. Over the years, the only thing that has made me feel happy is the message I received from my hometown, and the emotions of my thoughts echoed in my head, becoming hotter and hotter.

But after 1438, the message was broken, because the odious Luhr VIII once again taxed Bourbon and taxed our old fairway, which was the Fifth Tax Increase Order of Loul VIII.

Messages also cost money, and if we were crowded as a family before, we could send one every few months, but in the second tax increase (the five tax increase orders are already the third tax increase, this is still our old waterway headquarters district, and the taxes borne by the southern district are even more terrifying), our once well-off family finally couldn't support it and gradually went bankrupt.

I understand that if I don't go back as an adult laborer at this time, my family won't be able to support me for a few years, and by the time my family goes bankrupt, it's all over!

I remembered the tragic situation I saw in the past of those bankrupt families who wandered to Xiben, where men could only endure extremely low prices and die day and night in order to have an income, and all women went to the streets to find work—more often to sell, just to earn an income to make ends meet.

In the past, this kind of thing only happened to the lowly poor, but this thing is like a contagion, and it gradually begins to spread to the whole society, and now it is finally going to spread to my family?

When I think of this scene, I can't help but shudder. Peace, when will it be peace, when will I be able to go back to my hometown and work for my family?

In the midst of this painful torment, I waited for another three years, and finally in 1441, the Peace Talks between the Palace of Congress and the Northern Passage finally brought an end to the war.

Although Bourbon lost some of its territory in this war, I don't want to care about it, my family is about to go bankrupt, what does the glory of Bourbon have to do with me? It's just that these nine years of war have been fought for nothing, but at least I have gone home completely, and I am much luckier than my comrades-in-arms who buried my bones in the Northern Passage.

Home, finally.

I got on the transport boat home, enjoying the warm breeze from the depths of the ocean, and I was in such a good mood that even the officers scolded the ruffians a lot, and everyone was happy.

Although the transport ship was supposed to transport us to Boris first, and then we could disband after the Boris training camp, so what? We have survived nine years, and as long as we can go home, this is still tolerable.

But the problem was that there was not only that, and when we sailed into the old channel, only a little distance from Boris, we stopped, and the herald sent from above explained a great deal of things, but I didn't want to hear it, I only knew one thing, we were so close to home, but there was no way to go home.

Especially in this area where I stopped, this is the outskirts of Nishiben, I know that after crossing that mountain, you can see my fruit forest, and my wife and children, whom I haven't seen for 9 years, even ran to the river, greeted me on the shore, and made me shake their hands with tears in my eyes.

But now, you can't go back! Say what kind of political censorship, what is being dealt with, who knows what you nobles mean by all those flowery words?

A week later, another incident happened that made me unable to sit still, because my wife came and begged me to come home quickly, and now only my six-year-old toddler and an old man from my eldest brother's mother's family were left in the house, and the rest of the men, including my nephew, had all been dragged into the army, and they could not take care of them.

Hearing my wife's pleading, I was anxious and asked the chief to ask me to leave the ship temporarily, even though I cursed and swore that I would come back after taking care of the fruit forest, but the chief still said slowly, I had to give feedback to the head and wait for the review before agreeing to my request, but the audit was really a stone and there was no response.

After another day of waiting, but there was still no reply, and then my wife came to wail again, but I could not find the chief now, so I was anxious, and I jumped out of the boat to the roar of the law enforcement team, and was arrested before I had run a few steps.

Then I was beaten and thrown into a cell, where I was tormented both physically and mentally, my body was in terrible pain, and I was very worried about my wife, not knowing what to do with my family, not knowing what my future was, and not knowing if I would be bankrupt like those poor people......

While I was thinking about it, one of the big men in the fleet, "Logistics Officer" Lull, came down to the cell and asked to see me.

The logistics officer, Luhr, whose full name is Lul Gerk, is a great man and the right-hand man of His Excellency Andrei, the deputy commander of our fleet.

The big man behaved differently from the law enforcement team, he comforted me with a pleasant face, and asked the ship doctor to treat me for a while, and then he asked me: "What do you think of this incompetent bastard of Luhr VIII?"

Normally, I would not dare to insult the nobles, but the logistics officer, His Excellency Luhr, first described Luhr VIII as "incompetent" and "bastard", and asked me what I thought of him, which gave me the courage to say what I really thought.

"Lul VIII is a shameful bastard! He won't do anything other than raise taxes every day and collect citizens to die on the front lines!"

In the face of me insulting the nobles like this, the logistics officer Luer did not get angry, but nodded one after another, praising me for saying very well. In the end, Lull, the logistics officer, gave me a large sum of money as medical compensation, and allowed me to go back to my dormitory and tell me to speak to my sailors as I had just said.

"But、This is an insult to the nobles, especially the nobles who are the consuls, although you are magnanimous and magnanimous, but can the other nobles agree?"

"Lul VIII is incompetent, even our nobles are already deeply dissatisfied with him, and we are eager to overthrow this incompetent ruler, so you can rest assured to spread it! ”

After being released from my cell, I limped back to my dormitory. Because I was cleaned up by the law enforcement team today, the sailors thought I was a sailor with a story, so they came to me and wanted to hear me tell me something interesting.

So I started with the reason for my arrest by the law enforcement team today, and quickly turned the conversation to Luhr VIII.

When I started to insult Lul VIII, the whole sailors' room fell silent, some sailors looked out uneasily, and I noticed that a few sailors had sneaked out, but I didn't care, and continued to taunt and insult Lul VIII fiercely.

Under my leadership, soon the whole sailors' room was full of insults against Luhr VIII, after all, Luhl VIII had received so many sailors over the years, and it was a Bourbon who deeply resented Lul VIII, and finally everyone fell asleep in anger against Lul VIII.

The next day, I learned from the other sailors that some sailors had gone to the law enforcement team last night to report that we were insulting the nobles, but the law enforcement team gently overshadowed it as soon as they knew about it—and several of the informants were knocked unconscious by us and thrown into the barrel and thrown into the sea.

Since the law enforcement team didn't care about us insulting Lul VIII, we spent the whole day of the second day insulting Lul VIII, his tax increase order, his brainless fiscal order, he forced us to join the army, he stuck us here, we could neither go to Boris nor go home......

The next day we fell asleep in anger, and it was not our sailors who were insulting Luhr VIII, but many of the sailors of the ships, or the entire Northern Fleet.

In the middle of the night, we were woken up by an emergency bell. We were woken up by the logistics officer Luhr, whom I was familiar with, so at the urging of the law enforcement team, we sailors went to the deck one by one and began to listen to the speech of the logistics officer.