The happy life of Queen Nong

Chapter 422 Self-cultivation

Chapter 422 Self-cultivation

Qingsang instinctively felt that the offer was not a good one, and was about to refuse, but Xiao Lin beside him said, "But about the conscription?"

Qingsang was stunned, and looked at the man beside him, conscription?What conscription, why don't I know?
"The imperial court conscripts soldiers every three years, and this year is the third year. One month after the autumn harvest is the day of conscription." Xiao Lin saw Qingsang's doubts and explained.

Qingsang was extremely nervous: "Then, do you have to go?"

"Actually, the children of common people don't have to go, and they can use enough military pay to offset it. But if it is a family with fame or official position, it must produce a strong man."

Qingsang was stunned, there is such a rule?

Then she immediately understood something, and looked at Yang Jingtian: "So you want my family to send a strong labor to replace yours?"

"That's right! The little girl is really smart, and it's so pleasant to talk to smart people." Yang Jingtian smiled, and squinted his eyes to look at Xiao Lin, "Young man, how about it? As long as you agree to conscript in the name of my Yang family , the grievances between me and you will be written off, and you can even be considered as benefactors of my Yang family!"

Xiao Lin was silent, Qing Sang was impatient, and even took a step to speak.

Yang Jingtian interrupted her, and said again: "You have to know that conscription is also a way out, and it may not be worse than the imperial examination. I have divided civil and military affairs in Yan Dynasty, and everything is very important. If you can enlist in the army, you may become a general someday. It’s also a good story.”

"But I don't want my man to leave me!"

Qingsang became very serious at this moment, and refused with a serious face.

Yang Jingtian's complexion was obviously not very good-looking, his eyes were cloudy as if dripping ink, he stared at Qingsang for a long time, and then slowly looked away.

"see a visitor out!"

Qingsang knew that if she rejected him so clearly, she really had an enmity, and he would even resort to a series of revenge measures, but so what?
It is the responsibility of every man to perform military service. Ning Qingsang came from modern times. She deeply remembers this kind of civic duty.

It's just a gimmick not wanting her husband to leave her side, she just can't see Yang Jingtian's cannibalism of the government's cancer who thinks about obedience and injustice.

"Why refuse?"

Coming out of the Yang Mansion, Xiao Lin was a little curious.

"Didn't I say it?"

"That's not the real reason." Xiao Lin shook his head, and with his knowledge, he naturally saw that Qingsang had other ideas for doing so.

Qingsang took a deep breath, this man was too smart, he couldn't hide some things, so he had to tell the truth: "Just now he said, what does it mean to conscript in the name of his Yang family? It means that if you are promising in the future, his Yang family will also Can get a share of the pie. Why? Why can a family who can't even give up a young man in the family get a reward from the court?"

If so, it would be too disrespectful to those who send their children to serve as soldiers!
Xiao Lin was taken aback, but he hadn't thought about this question, "You are quite right."

"Xiao Lin, if you want to go, I won't stop you."

"Don't worry, I won't go! With you here, how could I leave?"

"Ah, you don't want to serve the country?" Qingsang blinked her big eyes curiously.

Xiao Lin said with a smile: "As the so-called self-cultivation, family management, country and world peace, I haven't even established a family yet, and national affairs have nothing to do with me!"

Uh!
Well, you are thick-skinned, you are awesome!
"Let's go, let's pack up and go hunting in the mountains. I want to relax, Xiao Lin?"

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)

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