Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 337 Zhao Si must be a good official

Xianyang was plunged into a complete sensation.

However, for the laborers who built the First Emperor's Mausoleum, this was just the beginning of a new, calm and heavy day.

As a laborer, the bridge was put up as soon as it got light, preparing for today's construction project.

The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang is undoubtedly one of the most beautiful and spectacular human wonders.

But it has no practical significance for a laborer like Qiao. As a builder, Qiao does not have any sense of pride in participating in the construction of such a large project.

Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum is a secret project. Except for a handful of craftsmen and designers, few people know the full picture of Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum.

Ordinary laborers like them are nothing more than digging holes and moving soil in one place step by step...

And there are countless servants like bridges.

They are under strict supervision, and their daily life and even work are limited to a very small area.

Every day as soon as it gets light, I have to put in heavy labor, and I can't go back to rest until the sky is completely dark.

Qiao has been here for nearly more than a year... and there is less than a year left before the end of his term of service. However, as a participant in project construction, Qiao also knows that it is common for him to work for a while after his term of service is over. things.

It's easy to come but hard to go. It's easy to find a job but hard to get paid. This has been the case since ancient times.

Qiao is not from Guan Nei, he is a servant from Handan.

From the time when I first arrived in Guanzhong, I was not used to it, but now I have gradually become accustomed to it.

Laborers were paid wages, but they were very small. It was difficult to meet daily needs, let alone save money.

Most of the time, they have to rely on money sent from home to survive, and the government does not care about the purchase of clothes.

The government only managed two inadequate meals a day and some meager wages.

This is the case for most servants... There are many contents in the famous black husband's family letters asking family members to send some money.

Of course, that's not the point.

Those who can be drafted are strong laborers, which means that when they are drafted, a family loses a strong laborer and temporarily loses the family support.

Leaning out from the bridge, the fog was a bit heavy and the weather was a bit cold. The clothes I wore might be a bit thin.

Looking up, the workers were all getting up and waiting for the managers to hand out today's breakfast and arrange their work contents.

Qiao looked a little distracted as he looked at the ever-increasing fog.

I don't know what's going on at home...

Qiao's father is over 60 years old and is not in good health. He has lung disease, coughs easily, is short of energy, and cannot do heavy work.

Qiao's mother is also in her 60s and cannot see clearly.

Qiao also has a wife who is not much different in age from him, and a nine-year-old child.

After Qiao, the only strong member of the family, was drafted into the army, the burden of the family fell on his wife.

My parents are in poor health and there is not much they can share.

The weather has turned cold recently, and Qiao's winter clothes have become torn after wearing them for so long, and they can't keep him warm anymore. Qiao wanted to buy some winter clothes to survive the cold winter, but thinking about the situation at home, Qiao pursed his lips, and finally decided Hold it back.

Just bear with it a little longer, the military service will be over after this winter, just get over it.

It’s not cold after all when working.

When I was sleeping, I was huddled together with my coworkers, which was not so unbearable.

Just get through it... that's it.

I just hope that I can return home as soon as possible after my term of service is over.

In ancient times, the lack of a strong labor force in a family was a disaster for the whole family.

Qiao endlessly thought about whether his wife, children, and children would be bullied in the countryside...

Unconsciously, the sky gradually became brighter and the fog dissipated.

The strange thing is that their breakfast has not been distributed yet, and the person leading them to work has not received the order yet.

The crowd was a little commotion, and they were all asking what was going on today.But the person responsible for leading them to start work didn't know what was going on. Shangguan lost contact directly... He couldn't tell, so he only asked the slightly restless servants to wait for a moment.

It is rare that there is no construction period...

Even if there is no breakfast, it is not that difficult.

Everyone gathered together and talked about some dirty jokes...

Qiao was silent by nature and only listened but did not speak. As he listened, he thought of the women at home again for no reason.

Thinking of this, the bridge is a bit unbearable...

At least there are some cheap happiness at home, but here the cheap happiness is no longer enough. Chatting is not allowed while working. This is the law. After working for a day, I will be so tired that I lie down in the dark. Then I just want to sleep, and there is no room to do a craft job to relieve stress...

Even if I barely have some energy, I can just mend my clothes or do some other things.

Being able to chat with nothing to do like today is only once in a month or two.

Everyone talked and laughed, although their stomachs were empty, they could bear it.

But from the first day of the morning sun to the third day of the sun...

It's a bit strange that construction hasn't started yet today.

Qiao felt a little uneasy and stood up straight, waiting to see if anyone was coming.

until a long time...

A noble-looking man stood upright and spoke in Qin opera.

The bridge was a little far away and he couldn't hear clearly, but he saw that after the officials left, the people around him were boiling.

Qiao squeezed forward and asked, "What did you just say?"

"Stop the corvee!"

"The adult just said that there will be another meal later. After eating, we will be given out food rations. We are ready to go home."

Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then fell into ecstasy.

"have to go home?"

"have to go home!"

The entire Mausoleum of the First Emperor, where countless people participated in labor, fell into a carnival.

Under the heavy physical exertion, they no longer had the intention to consider how magnificent the project they had done...

That's the beauty of a person, not their magnificence.

The same is true above Afang Palace.

Along with shock and ecstasy, Zhao Si's name was inevitably mentioned.

The 50 laborers had little contact with society, and even their understanding of fairy grains came from letters home.

Not to mention remembering a person’s name.

But now, Zhao Si's name is undoubtedly remembered by 50 laborers.

Because they are the most direct beneficiaries.

It is also the fastest beneficiary.

Now that the plowing and harvesting seasons have passed, the benefits of tax reduction may not actually fall on people until next year.

But because of Zhao Si, they can now go home.

Qiao didn't even know what official position Zhao Si had or where he came from.

He even kowtows without knowing where to start.

But he felt that Zhao Si must be a good official.

If you receive benefits, then you are a good official!

(No, there are some small activities today.)
(End of this chapter)