I'm working on infrastructure in Xihuan

"To be reasonable, you really don't think about setting up an engineering team or something?"

After the mages fled the construction site with their broken dignity, Lucien, Archmage Andasi, no, President Andasi appeared beside the rehabilitated road.

The young duke expressed his heartfelt emotion when he saw the result of digging the ground, which was flat and concave, which made the obsessive-compulsive disorder extremely happy.

"I think it will be very profitable."

This efficiency, this degree of completion, and what a good marketing gimmick the magic construction is, even if it charges dozens of times the fee, it is definitely too much.

President Andasi said with a cold face, "Then wait to be expelled from the union."

If it weren't for those little mages who really couldn't get along, and Lucien swore that all this matter could be pushed to his head and let him, the lord, take the blame. This kind of work shows up on their quests, using magic for such menial jobs.

If the headquarters of the mages union found out about this matter, not only those little mages would be nailed to the pillar of shame and expelled from the union, but he, the president, would also have to follow suit, ranging from a fine to being expelled.

"Don't be so upset. Didn't I write the certificate and apologize?" Lucien looked as if you were so unreasonably wronged, "And ah..." He squatted down to touch the flat road foundation , and laughed happily from the bottom of his heart, "So many and such a long journey, it only took five days. The mage is really, really amazing——"

His cheeks were slightly flushed, as if he knew for the first time that a mage could be so powerful, and he sighed loudly: "This is a blessing from God," he took his hand out of the hand cover, and held Andasi Long hands, "It's really amazing!"

His hand was still cold after covering it all the way, or the light in those eyes was too bright, which made President Andasi shrink back, and angrily shook off the young lord's hand , "Fortunately, you are still a master from the imperial capital." He mocked, "It's too embarrassing to be so ignorant."

"It's okay, I'm a waste, please forgive me if I don't know much." The lord smiled happily to himself, and leaned towards him like a fluffy animal, "President, President My lord, I still have some things to do next, a few small requests, I want to ask the great mages."

Chairman Andasi had a bad instinct, so he hardened his heart and told himself to hold on to it, and don't fall into the trap of this treacherous little lunatic again.

"President...the powerful and merciful president, please help me."

The young lord softened his voice like that, he clearly has sharp claws and fangs, he is cruel and calculating, he can tear people to pieces when he is crazy, but now he is holding him softly, just like that President Andasi's heart is sweet and soft, and he wants to hold it up to the sky.

Thankfully, the conscript team has not returned yet, and everyone has been driven far away. No one has seen how President Andasi ripped off the lord's hat with a bad face, and rubbed the soft little curly hair viciously. .

……

The sky was gloomy, as if it was going to snow again.

Farmer Klaus squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky. He couldn't help sighing, and his wrinkled face was rolled out by sorrow.

Since his grandfather Klaus, the family has lived on the land of Norber Manor for generations, renting the land of the manor owner, Viscount Norbert, and working hard to support his wife and children.

This kind of support is just enough to eat without starving to death, which is the case for every family in the village.Viscount Noble's land rent was high, and after paying the land tax and the poll tax, there was nothing left. The grain stored in winter was barely enough for a bowl of thin soup a day, and there were beans that could be counted one by one in the soup.

Klaus can even clearly tell how many beans are left in the grain bag—all the wheat he planted was exchanged for beans. beans.

But he knew it too well, so he knew even more clearly that it was impossible for the family to pay the triad tax raised by the lord. Although the tax payment would have to wait until next autumn, it was just a heavier burden on him.

"Daddy?" Klaus' daughter called him. The girl just came back from the outside with a basket on her back. Her shoes and legs were covered with mud and ice shards, her hair was disheveled, and there were a few weeds and wild fruits in the basket. leaf.

People may get stomach upsets if they eat these, but pigs will eat anything.She put down the basket, and a pig that was nestled in the house immediately came over with a grunt, and swept away the food without any fuss.

It is the most valuable and important thing in this family. Klaus gritted his teeth and spent almost all his savings to buy this pig from the manor three years ago. Pigs are fed to this size.

Every cold winter, their whole family nestled tightly next to the pig to keep warm, so they didn't freeze to death in the snowy night.

The girl touched the pig's back, her red and cracked hands couldn't feel any warmth.

Klaus regained his senses, looked at his daughter and frowned, "Joan, are you going up the mountain again? Didn't I tell you that there are wolves in the mountain and you can't go there, do you still listen to me?!"

"They are all girls who are almost fifteen, and they are going to get married, can you save me some time!"

Yes, his daughter, Qiao An, will be 15 soon. Children under the age of 15 only need to pay half of the poll tax, but after the age of 15, they have to pay half of the child according to the regulations.

Klaus can't afford the tax.

There are only two roads in front of him, one leads to failing to pay taxes and the whole family becomes serfs, the other leads to marrying his daughter... marrying his daughter to a good family, paying less tax for one person, and earning another fortune Dowry money...

He didn't want to do this, the mother-in-law at home was crying dry, and Qiao An was even more noisy and confronted him...

The more Klaus thought about it, the more depressed he became, and he couldn't help yelling hysterically at his daughter: "What do you want me to do! What else can I do!"

He can't even give his daughter any dowry, and he has to beg the master in charge to buy back the pig at the original price, so that the family can barely survive the next year.

Klaus could think of no other way.

"I don't need you to do anything!" Joan retorted to him with her head held high, "I'm a grown-up now! I'm going to support myself! Tell that bastard Bobold to eat shit!"

Bobode is the husband's family that Klaus found for Joan, and they lived in the neighboring village. Joan had seen that second idiot, who was greasy and only knew how to giggle, and reached out to touch her butt when they met for the first time.

Qiao An almost vomited, and was terribly frightened with chills all over her body.

Perhaps it was because she had seen a girl in the village get married when she was a child, and the priest and the bride's father held the girl's hand, like a broker and a seller holding a cow with a clearly marked price, and sold the person so simply.

At that time, the girl had no expression on her face. Joan clearly remembered that she used to love to laugh, and her smile was as sweet as nectar.

Then the next year, the girl died in the hut.

--marry.

Joan couldn't help shivering when he thought of this word.

She said that she wanted to support herself, but she didn't have any confidence at all. Seeing that Klaus was blowing his beard and staring and raised his hand and was about to slap him, Joan ducked behind the pig and shouted: "The lord said that as long as you give He gets food when he works, no matter adults, children, men or women!"

Klaus was in a hurry: "I told you nonsense! How big is the lord, and he told you! Ah! Give me food! Bah! I think you are delusional!"

This is clearly a forced labor!

It's not that he has never been conscripted. He worked day and night without eating or drinking, and was almost beaten to death by the supervisor. The whip wound on his back still hurts now in the cold weather!

Joan ran around with her head in her arms, "The lord sent someone to set up a small stall at the entrance of the village. If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself. There are many people around there asking questions!"

"My silly girl, those are the unlucky ones who got caught!" Klaus felt a pain in his chest, "Who would want to go to the forced labor? Aren't the stewards taking them one by one to see which one is unlucky?" !"

No wonder he felt that there were dark clouds early in the morning. Taxes were raised and forced labor was imposed. The new lord lord is acting like this. If the sky will get better, he must have seen the devil!

"I don't care!" Joan poked his neck, "I've already signed up! I'll follow suit later!"

Even if she was eaten by wolves in the mountains, and died of exhaustion and starvation in the labor, she did not want to be led by the priest and her father to sell the rest of her life.

And if she really died outside because of disobedience to her father, paying less tax and saving food, it sounds worse than marrying out according to her father's wishes, and then tragically dying with one body and two lives in the hut...

It doesn't sound like it hurts Dad that much.

Joann didn't have time to pack her things, so she ran back and hugged the warm pig. No matter how much Klaus beat her chest and feet, she didn't shake her in the slightest. He locked her at home and wanted to ask the lord's people to let him go Joan, Joan crawled out of the hole in the corner of the wall on his back foot, and narrowly caught up with the leaving team.

It's all over now.

Klaus couldn't cry, and stood at the entrance of the village dumbly like a log or stone, until the shadow of the team was gone, and he was still watching there blankly.

There was also a cry of mourning in the conscripted labor force. Everyone was downcast as if they had died once, and Joan, who seemed to be standing firm and raised his head, was very strange.

"Little girl, what are you doing doing hard labor among men?" The lord's man stopped beside Joan on horseback and asked her condescendingly.

Joan raised her head and could only see the master's golden hair.

"Because I can work."

she heard herself reply.

So she was brought to the front of the line.

The team walked for almost a day before reaching the place. Along the way, they found that the road had been dug by someone at some point and sunk a lot, and high mounds would be piled up every other section.

Their destination was an open space with a dozen or so shabby houses. There was a fire under the shed next to the house and a pot was set up, and the aroma gurgled from the pot and couldn't be covered.

Joan's stomach growled involuntarily, and she swallowed, telling herself that it had nothing to do with her, that it was not a delicacy she could dream of, and looked there as if her eyes were glued.

"You are the first." The steward who led the team carried her to the pot, and the warm and scalding temperature beside the fire sparked an incredible idea in her heart.

Is it...

This is for them to eat?