Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 549
Tongtian Lingbao is an immortal artifact that has not transformed.

A piece of Xutian Temple can directly transform a large magic weapon such as the Great Qin Palace that suppresses the luck of a country into a fairy weapon.

Xutian Ding Zhao Wen did not integrate into the natal magic weapon of Tiangang Disha Great Formation, but stayed because Daqin needed a top-level refining treasure.

There are countless craftsmen in the entire Shaofu, and many of them have cultivated Yuanshen. The weapons and armor used by the Daqin soldiers are all refined by themselves, and they don't need the work of the Shaofu, but a large number of agricultural tools need to be provided by the Shaofu.

The number of agricultural tools required is hundreds or even thousands of times that of weapons.

In the future, Zhao Wen plans to refine all kinds of world-suppressing treasures in Daqin. Without a top-level refining furnace, this is just a fantasy.

"What kind of agricultural tools does Daqin lack the most?" Zhao Wen turned to look at Liu Bang. The Shaofu is responsible for providing agricultural tools to all parts of the world. It is most appropriate to ask Liu Bang about this matter.

"Plow, too much iron material is needed, and it was always cast at the end before!" Liu Bang looked at His Majesty expectantly. Although he had decided to take the blame for His Majesty, it would be best not to take the blame.

Now it depends on whether this huge refining furnace can refine the iron tools that Daqin needs this time.

A large number of weapons and armors entered the Xutian Cauldron, and it was completely melted in just one turn, and a large number of impurities were directly turned into fly ash and disappeared.

"Yeah, killing one is a tax for one mu of land. Military achievements can still be accumulated. If I work harder, I can kill all my grandson's tax!" The other person couldn't wait to go back to the wasteland immediately and kill as many indivual!

"This is a special merit card made by His Majesty's Commander's Office. After returning home, everyone can nail it to the door. Anyone who disrespects the meritorious warrior will be escorted to the county government for punishment!"

Without it, there are too many monsters, and the Great Qin court can't afford to reward them no matter what.

One by one hurriedly took out the military badges representing their identities.

And in a remote small county in Shu, dozens of men with evil faces appeared in Shaofu's farm in this county.

Since returning to the capital of Qin, Zhao Wen found that the entire Qin court was worried about the reward this time.

Tens of thousands of Jinyiwei flew up, took out the space magic weapon and magic weapon, and started to put away the storage bags one by one.

Zhao Wen raised his hand to take the drawing of the plow from Liu Bang, raised his hand a little, and clicked the drawing into the Xutian cauldron.

Fame and fortune are rewarded all at once.

"Plow, this is a plow, so many can be refined at one time, long life, Your Majesty!" Liu Bang roared hysterically.

The tens of millions of plows in the sky were all put away in just a short while, and another dark cloud flew out from the space of Shimen, and huge weapons and armors were thrown into the Xutian cauldron again.

They didn't believe that His Majesty would stay in the Shaofu to refine farm tools, and the matter would be handed over to them in the end. By then, the Shaofu would naturally control this powerful and unimaginable magic weapon.

These burly men with evil faces could even tell that the metals used in the refining of these farm tools were snatched from the wilderness monsters by themselves, and their eyes lit up.

Many Shaofu craftsmen looked at the huge cauldron in the sky with anticipation on their faces.

Several craftsmen have already started planning what kind of treasures they will refine after completing the task of refining farm tools this time.

"Longevity, Your Majesty!" All the Shaofu artisans started to cheer loudly at the same time.

"Welcome all warriors home!" Several farm stewards greeted these sergeants with respectful smiles.

Not to mention anything else, but in terms of land tax, when the Japanese came to the throne, they were only exempted for one year.

As soon as everyone entered the farm, the first thing they saw was piles of farm tools shining with cold light.

Daqin officials who were born in ancient times could not afford rewards, but Zhao Wen who grew up in modern times could not afford rewards.

This time there were too many monsters, and everyone knew that it was impossible for Daqin to count the merits based on the number of enemies killed, because even if His Majesty was rich all over the world, he could not afford such a huge sum of wealth.

No one knows the power of this metal better than them. This kind of metal is cast into agricultural tools, which should be able to last for hundreds of years without breaking.

Rewarding farm tools, gold and silver, and exempting land from taxation are benefits, and the medal of merit that everyone must respect is fame.

Therefore, when fighting in the wilderness, although there are killings every day, it is inevitable that sometimes there will be people who can be beheaded but not be beheaded.

Every family in Daqin has a hundred acres of land, killing one enemy is exempt from the tax of one acre of land. Although it is not high, but because it can be accumulated, this feeling of digital accumulation, growing bit by bit, is the greatest joy of modern games.

"Buzz!"

The steward of the farm finished reading His Majesty's will aloud, and then he looked at a remorseful sergeant and said loudly: "Everyone's farm tools are here, each has a set, and you can choose by yourself. To the county government!"

"I'm losing money!" Dozens of people's expressions of foreboding had long since disappeared, and they all cursed on the spot with regret.

This time Zhao Wen planned to refine a shovel!
One furnace after another, more than a dozen furnaces in a row, and all the weapons and armor he brought back from the Shimen space this time were all consumed, and Zhao Wen handed the Xutian Ding to the Shaofu.

"Your Majesty has a decree. All soldiers in the bloody wasteland will be rewarded with a catty of silver and a set of iron farming tools. The merit is counted by the number of enemies killed. For each enemy killed, the family will be exempted from taxes on an acre of land for one year. This military merit can be accumulated!"

The Xutian cauldron shook lightly, and countless red iron objects flew into the air with flames, and the densely packed mahjong directly occupied half of the sky, which made the temperature in this area suddenly increased a lot.

Refining agricultural tools is not the job of one Shaofu Ling, but the whole Shaofu, and the Shaofu is His Majesty's steward, who can do anything for His Majesty, if it is beneficial, His Majesty should be close to the Shaofu first.

Not to mention that there are real benefits, Zhao Wen does not believe that he will not be able to satisfy the Daqin soldiers.

As a craftsman, but there is no treasure that can make his name, he is simply sorry for the materials His Majesty has provided for the Shaofu over the years.

The entire county government picked up all the rewards with drums and gongs, and sent the sergeants to their homes one by one. All the sergeants who had fought bloody battles in the wilderness returned home and immediately became the core figures of the family.

Every teenager who saw it instantly burst into infinite yearning in their hearts!

While in the capital of Qin, the First Emperor looked at the Great Qin Palace, lightly adjusted his court clothes, glanced at Li Si and Zhang Juzheng, and led them towards the Great Qin Palace.

As an emperor, if he hasn't shown up for more than a year, he is absolutely unqualified, but this does not apply to Daqin.

Even since Zhao Wen ascended the throne, no one has ever raised this question!
(End of this chapter)