I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over
Chapter 331: Her Heroic Dream Hasn't Started Yet
Da Zhuang became happier as he spoke, his eyes full of eagerness.
"Next year, if we reclaim land, it will all belong to his family. And they've been exempted from taxes for the past three years. Isn't that like getting dozens of acres of property for free?"
Xiao Cui was also jealous when she heard this.
However, there is only one laborer in his family, Dazhuang. Although he is capable, he still has to take care of the younger ones, so the help he can provide is limited.
"It would be nice if there were more people in our family."
Dazhuang put his son aside, opened the water tank, scooped out a spoonful of water, and drank it in one gulp.
Xiao Cui hurried forward, patted Da Zhuang's back angrily, and complained, "I know you're thirsty. There's some cooled boiled water over there. The monthly report says that drinking boiled water can help prevent illness, but you just won't listen!"
Seeing his wife was annoyed, Dazhuang could only touch his head and smile foolishly, "I'll remember it next time."
He helped Xiao Cui to the kang on the side, and lifted his son up as well. The three of them sat together and talked about their plans in detail.
"I'm thinking, let's go there next spring. What do you think?"
Hearing this, Xiao Cui looked at Da Zhuang in confusion. "We have a small family. We can't open up much wasteland if we go there. We have to build a house. Besides, we are unfamiliar with the place. There is not even a place to chop firewood..."
Dazhuang took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the kang, his eyes full of light. "I've asked around. There's a law over there that no family is allowed to hoard too much land. The mountains and forests are ownerless. As long as you don't destroy the small trees, you can chop firewood anywhere."
As he spoke, he moved closer to Xiao Cui and whispered, "The village chief said that if we want to go, they will buy this house and the money will be enough for us to go."
"Really? How much did the village chief give?"
Xiao Cui became anxious and grabbed Da Zhuang's arm.
Da Zhuang proudly stretched out his hand and turned it over.
"This is because we used a lot of materials when building our house, so we paid a high price."
Xiao Cui nodded, and was a little tempted. "It is indeed a high price, higher than Uncle San's."
"If we sell our two acres of land together, we can build a house there. If we work hard, we can cultivate three or four acres a year. When the child is older, we can send him to learn to read."
The person who heard this felt warmed in the heart. Xiao Cui looked at her son lying on the kang, thought for a long time, and finally made up her mind.
"Then go ahead. When this winter is over, we'll set off."
Similar conversations took place in every corner of Daqin.
The people all knew that a large piece of land had been conquered in the north. As long as they were willing to work hard and reclaim it, the land would be theirs.
Those who were originally still on the sidelines have dispelled their last doubts after receiving feedback from the first group of people over the past six months, and are preparing to set off. They believe that by next year, the entire Hetao area will have become vast expanses of fertile farmland.
As for the law that prohibits hoarding too much land, it was a policy set by Ying Zheng at the beginning of the migration.
There are already enough nobles and landlords from the six kingdoms on the land of Daqin.
Ying Zheng would not give them even the slightest chance to expand their power.
It's good for a slightly wealthy family.
The moon is neither bright nor dark, and the wind is neither warm nor cold.
Late autumn has arrived and the cold winter is approaching, and the city of Xianyang is shrouded in silence.
Su Jinyue sat in a wheelchair, staring at the bright moon in the sky in a daze.
In the dark night without light pollution, the stars are twinkling, and there are even many more stars.
Lady Tan picked up a cloak and gently draped it over Su Jinyue. Then, she started talking and chattering about interesting gossip.
"I don't know who secretly released a Kongming lantern in the garden, but the workmanship was so poor that it fell down halfway up and landed right on the toilet in the east. The servant inside thought he had encountered something and was so scared that he ran out without even pulling up his pants." As she said this, she couldn't help laughing.
Upon hearing this, Dan chimed in, "Just now, the Grand Chancellor was furious about this and ordered the guards to find the person, but they searched for a long time and still couldn't find him."
"If you ask me, the wind direction has been changing constantly recently, and it's really hard to determine the direction of the lamp." Tan said, lowering his head to hold Su Jinyue's hands, rubbing them in his palms: "Master, let's go back to the house, your hands are cold."
Su Jinyue nodded, looking a little tired, and let the two men push her back to the room.
The wheelchair moved slowly, and the wheels made a slight "gurgling" sound on the cobblestone road, which was particularly clear in the quiet night.
"Is Xiao Qi Yue making a fuss?" Su Jinyue asked softly.
"I heard from the servants in the eldest prince's mansion that the emperor's eldest grandson can eat and sleep well, and is growing very fast. The master may not be able to recognize him next time he goes there." Tan replied with a gentle smile on his face, as if he had already seen the white and chubby little baby.
Su Jinyue muttered to herself, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly, revealing a gentle smile. "Then I'll go see him every day from now on, so I won't be afraid of not recognizing him..."
The whispers became quieter and quieter, and Xianyang City soon fell into silence.
Occasionally, the sound of dogs barking could be heard, and the sound could be heard far and wide in the silent night, but it could not disturb people's sweet dreams at all.
The hazy moon brings a quiet dream, and the shadows of the years are like ripples.
The wind in the second half of the night was filled with strands of chill, like delicate ice silk, silently penetrating into people's bones.
Yuan Nuo rubbed his hands and hid in a puddle under the rockery in the garden, daring only to stick his head out to breathe.
It was not until the moon was high in the sky and there were no more footsteps that he dared to climb out of the puddle. After looking around to make sure it was safe, he spread his legs and ran quickly into the shadow next to the wall.
After soaking in the water for most of the day, his legs were already so sore that he couldn't move them. He leaned carefully against the wall and rubbed his legs vigorously, hoping to recover his strength quickly.
Suddenly, a big hand patted his shoulder, scaring him so much that he jumped to the other side, and his right hand quickly took out a dagger from his sleeve.
"It's me, don't make any noise."
When a low voice sounded, he realized that the person coming was Yuan Nuo.
"Why are you here?" Yuan Nuo relaxed, put away the dagger, and let Yuan Nuo help him up and walk deeper into the passage.
Yuan Nuo half-carried Yuan Nuo and walked forward with his head down.
Just when Yuan Nuo thought the other party would not answer, Yuan Nuo's voice sounded in his ears.
"I heard someone secretly lighting a lantern at night, and I searched the entire palace. I knew it was you."
The night was as dark as silk, the stars dim, flickering a cool glimmer that shone upon the two figures supporting each other. Their figures were frail, like a leaf on a branch in late autumn, about to fall.
Yuannuo's voice was intermittent and difficult to hear.
"On the anniversary of Katsura's death, you and I are the only ones who remember to pay tribute to her."
The words had already fallen, and in the silent night, only the light footsteps of the two people could be heard, as they paused with each step, fearing to disturb the leaves on the roadside.
The once ambitious Lady Gui was mistakenly killed by an assassin before she could even begin her heroic dream and disappeared in the chaos.
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