Outside the window.

The wind suddenly rises, and the breeze passes through the border. The leaves on the big trees occasionally wither and fall on the ground, blown by the wind, constantly blowing into the distance.

This wind suddenly came, like a shepherd whip, driving a flock of sheep to trek across the endless grassland, aimlessly.

Regarding the land annexation, he had no choice but to let go after thinking about it for a long time. He needed the Black Ice Platform to find out the truth before he could take action to rectify it.

Ying Zheng is the biggest king in the world, but just like this world, we must abide by the rules, especially as the king.

The power of role models is powerful!

Similarly, as a role model, you must be absolutely excellent. The higher the superior, the more you are, the more you are, the more you are.

"It's his turn to empire, but he can't just sit ok..." Standing near the window, Ying Zheng looked complicated. When he started these things again, he realized that there was no simple one.

...

He has only returned to Xianyang for less than five days, and some decrees have just been issued, and it is not even time to implement them. Even if he is urgent, he has to suppress his temperament.

Even if the Black Ice Platform is efficient in its work, it will not be able to come back without ten days or half a month in investigating the situation in various places. Moreover, these things will be hidden from the people and the powerful people, and it is difficult to investigate.

If you are suddenly weak, you can come back within one month, which is fast.

"A month later, it happened to be when the straight road started, and two things happened to meet together..."

At this moment, Ying Zheng had only one thought in his mind, that was, he was expecting to be so weak that his hands and feet could be faster. A month later, it was the end of the summer seed.

With a rumbling thought in his mind, Ying Zheng felt that almost everything was gathered together, as if it had been agreed, and launched an attack at this moment.

At this moment, the wind stopped.

Everything outside the window returned to its original appearance, nothing changed, it was just dark.

...

May.

It was the busy farming time. In this era, the Chinese people mainly planted wheat. At first glance, green and yellow intertwined, accompanied by the mountain wind.

The wind blows the wheat waves, just like this!

Yingchuan County, the Great Qin Empire, belongs to the northwest of the empire, close to the imperial capital Xianyang, and the East Sea Channel of Sanchuan crosses the traffic, making the transportation convenient.

Yingchuan County belonged to Han in ancient times, with three major waters, including mountains and water, Ru River, Ying River and Wu River, which run across the county from northwest to southeast. Ying River is in the middle and has the largest water volume.

In the era of the Great Qin Empire, food was the most important thing for people, and the harvest in the fields was completely dependent on the sky. The plump land almost equaled a bumper harvest in this era.

More than ten years ago, this was the hometown of South Korea, and its land was as rich as that of the Daliang Plain of Wei in the northeast.

Once upon a time, Daliang, the Wei Kingdom, was known as the center of Central Plains civilization, with developed waterways, and it was scattered with a large river. It was originally the best granary in the world.

Compared with the Daliang Plain, Yingchuan is enough to prove that it is prosperous and fertile, and is suitable for human habitation.

Especially after the renovation of the Sichuan Defense Tube Canal under Zheng State, Yingchuan farming has improved greatly, and the growth of wheat fields this year is obviously much stronger than in previous years.

When the wheat fields were yellow, the farmers scattered the fields, and the yellows were harvested one by one, and they began to rush to harvest. After all, after the forced harvest, summer planting was necessary.

It was noon and the sun was shining brightly.

The farmers in the fields by the road were harvesting a ripe wheat field. Among the group of people, a young man looked at the sky in a daze.

An old man who was working hard was stunned when he saw the young man, he couldn't help but lower his voice and said, "Chen Sheng! The old man in the palm of the army has just left, you kid are careful to be punished for being cheated!"

The two of them were not far behind, so the old man's words naturally fell into his ears. However, the young man did not look back, but instead he hated and said.

"We are just servants, why are we doing so hard? We are not our own Tianchou. Working hard is also in vain!"

The young man was eighteen or nineteen years old, when he was a young man, and after experiencing profound changes in the world, he could not help but have some thoughts in his heart.

It is common for you to have a gentle age, to have a low eye, to daydream.

"Why!"

With a sigh, the old man whispered: "Shut up, boy! I'll be dead!"

They were just a group of people who lost their land and did not dare to report it to the court, and were also afraid of the great troubles.

Many people are in the same situation. Some people have already accepted their fate, while others are unwilling to be willing to do things, and are divided into the next level.

The old man is the one who has already accepted his fate. For him, he is so old that it is enough to be able to live.

He no longer had his own courage and did not tell the law to resist the great Qin Dynasty.

He scolded Chen Sheng, and the old man turned around and looked at him from afar. Seeing that there was no one in the field, he gasped and said, "The sky is the hottest time. The old master of the Palm Worker will not come at this time. Everyone has to rest under the tree!"

"Or otherwise there will be heatstroke..."

...

A group of people gushed out of the fields and rushed towards the square well. It was the hottest time of the day, and a mouthful of cool well water was the most delicious.

"Damn it! If you have a homeland, you will definitely get a good harvest this year, and you can live a good life even if you are busy for a year!" The middle-aged man, who had just drunk a bowl of clear water, couldn't help but sigh in his comfort.

Take the pottery bowl from his hand, and the thin man sneered and said, "Your land? You are just dreaming. This life is impossible, maybe it will never be possible in the next life."

In this world, people are often the most indifferent to the people at the bottom. When the seven countries compete for hegemony, the people of the Chinese will live such a life. The Qin Dynasty unified the world, except for the absence of war, the people of the Chinese will still live such a life.

This world is just a game for the nobles, and the common people are only worthy of living.

"What's there to say, it's useless to say it..." A group of people agreed, and for a moment, the atmosphere became deeper.

"You guys, can't you say a few words?" The old man held the water pie and whispered: "Do you still want to live well--!"

When a person becomes a spirit, he knows how to live longer.

"Dear brothers and elders, if I, Chen Sheng, will definitely not forget you in the future!" An inspiring voice came, with a hint of unwillingness and a hint of hope.

This is Chen Sheng’s ideal. Who doesn’t want to live better in this vast world?

"Hahaha……"

After a brief moment of confusion, a burst of laughter came, which seemed particularly harsh at this moment.

The old man who had taken a sip of water couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this: "How rich and powerful are you? It's not easy to be able to live in this world!"

He did not laugh at Chen Sheng, but just used plain and almost sad words to tell a fact that people had dreams when they were young, and the elderly had dreamed.

In his opinion, he and Chen Sheng are the same type of people. They are both very tragic and unwilling to accept it, but they are still ruthlessly suppressed by life.
Chapter completed!