"Lord Boya, what is your duty as a so-called 'Knights Templar'? Do you act as a quartermaster? ”

Xiong Qu, who was following along, asked puzzled.

Bo Yao replied with a smile: "General Xiongqu, this Templar Order belongs to the guards, but unlike the guards like you, they are directly under the command of Your Majesty and are directly responsible to Your Majesty. ”

"Compared to you rough men, the female knights are closer to Your Majesty in some places, you know......"

"Got it."

The corners of Xiong Qu's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to object.

Where is this "knight" who acts as a guard?

It's clearly a harem group of Qingji!

In fact, the role of the female knights of the Knights Templar was indeed the same.

When Qingji is really in danger, do you still expect this group of women to protect it?

At this time, a tall girl came out of the female knights, stepped forward, knelt down on one knee to Qingji, and saluted: "Parvati, the chief knight of the Holy Shield Knights, see Your Majesty!" ”

"Parvati?"

Qingji asked with interest: "You speak Wu so fluently. Well, where are you from? ”

"Back to Your Majesty, the slave is an Aryan...... It's a native of the country. ”

The beauty over there of the third brother in the future?

No wonder.

This is a high-caste Aryan beauty.

Parvati's two large glass bead-like eyes shone with a youthful and enthusiastic light.

Her green eyes, though embedded in a reserved face, were restless, wise, and full of life, which was completely incommensurate with her decorated appearance.

Delicate facial features with deep eyes, white skin with a golden color, convex and backward, tall and tall, one more point is too fat, one less point is too thin......

This Parvati made Qingji feel amazing for a while.

For decades, there have been countless celebrations of women, but it is still rare to see a beauty like Parvati.

It is probably a rare exotic style, which makes Qingji amazed and brightened.

Duguo was a vassal kingdom of Great Wu, located in the Indus River area.

As for this Parvati, it was probably sent to Jinling by King Du.

After all, his sons are very clear about Qingji's interests and hobbies.

"Parvati, how many years have you been in Great Wu?"

"It's been twelve years, Your Majesty."

"Twelve years?"

Qingji asked in surprise, "You're only a teenager this year, right?" Why did you stay in Dawu for so many years? ”

"Don't hide it from Your Majesty, the slave maid grew up in Jinling since she was a child, her father is a businessman, admires the culture of the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty, and has settled in Jinling for more than ten years."

"I see."

Qingji is relieved.

Since she grew up in Jinling, she should be a girl from a good family.

……

The time entered the forty-sixth year of Wu Shi Huang, that is, in 468 BC, the second lunar month.

At this time, Qingji came to Wu County, the old capital of Dawu, to inspect.

The Wu Empire now had five capitals: Jinling in the east, Xianyang in the west, Luoyang in the middle, Yingyang in the south, and Jinyang in the north.

However, as the old capital of the empire, Wu County's historical significance is also extraordinary.

There are the tombs of the kings of Wu here, and it has also witnessed the "fission" of Great Wu.

"Your Majesty, ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand years!"

The fathers and elders of Wu County in the township all knelt down towards Qingji, bowed to worship, and chanted "ten thousand years".

Qingji raised his hand and motioned for them all to stand up.

Around Qingji, there are palace guards and female knights of the Knights Templar, who are on guard to protect Qingji's safety.

It is true that this is in the mainland of Great Wu or the old land of Wu, and Qingji may also be assassinated.

Rao is like this, Qingji will still choose to go deep into the crowd and communicate with his parents and fellow villagers.

Qingji sat under an old locust tree, put his eyes on an old man with gray temples and wrinkles on his face like ruts, and asked amiably: "Old brother, are you Gui Geng this year?" ”

The old man felt honored and replied busily: "Your Majesty, the grass people are seventy and three this year. ”

"Gao Shou."

Qingji said with emotion: "If only my Dawu Zimin could live as long as you." ”

"It will happen, Your Majesty."

With the continuous improvement of medical and health conditions in Dawu, the average life expectancy of Wu people has also increased to a certain extent, which is a happy thing to see.

After all, population is the foundation of a country's survival, and there is no room for sloppiness.

"Brother, how many children do you have? Is my wife still there? ”

"Back to Your Majesty, Humble Jing passed away ten years ago, Caomin and Humble Jing have eight sons and six daughters, daughters and granddaughters have been married, and there are still three living sons......"

Speaking of this, the old man's face was a little gloomy.

Thanks to Qingji's early policy of encouraging childbirth, Dawu Zimin was born early and had early childbearing, not to mention one child a year, but it was not long before women would conceive children again.

In order to avoid the death of the child, Qingji also asked people to compile a "Pregnancy Handbook", and let the local three elders be responsible for teaching the civilians in the township.

At the same time, according to the regulations made by Qingji, all pregnant women will be properly cared for by midwives during childbirth.

Once the baby has a high fever that does not go away, or has a minor illness, there is no need to worry about finding a doctor, because there will be a special doctor who will be responsible for regulating the baby's body to ensure that they grow up......

This has dramatically reduced the rate of neonatal mortality.

Of the old man's eight sons, there are still three left, which is already a matter of good fortune.

After all, the war was so cruel that the old Wu people almost put their own family background.

Fortunately, Qingji did not disappoint them, nor did he treat them badly.

"Brother, what do your three sons do?"

Qingji chatted with the old man.

The old man said slowly: "Don't hide it from Your Majesty, the second son of the grass people is a businessman, who has been in business for many years, and has occasional income, doing tea and silk business. ”

"The youngest son is a farmer like a grass farmer, with 100 acres of fertile land, and his life is still passable."

"And a son?"

"Ugh."

The old man sighed faintly and said, "Your Majesty, the grass people also have a son, who went north with His Royal Highness the King of Liao and settled in the Liao Kingdom with his family. ”

"He was the most prominent of all the sons of the grass people. Twelve years ago, he was already a five-year doctor, an official to a captain, if he was still alive, maybe he would have become a great general in his own right, and he would be glorious. ”

“……”

Qingji was silent for a moment.

The beacon fire has been in for three months, and the family letter is worth 10,000 dollars!

The distance between Liao and Wu County is so far, almost thousands of miles away, how easy is it to bring a letter back from home?

Moreover, perhaps the old man's son has died in battle, and it is still unknown......

Otherwise, it is hard to imagine that after so many years, not even a letter from home has been sent.