Zhang Shuo is the concubine son of Zhang.

The concubine's status in the family is lower than others, but in general, he is still the master, a superior person, not an existence that ordinary slaves can bully.

Therefore, although he is not as good as the legitimate sons such as Zhang Liang and Zhang Jian in terms of treatment, importance, and personal dignity, his life is still quite comfortable.

He was generally satisfied with the rest of the matter except for his mother's situation.

Zhang Shuo was very worried about the Qin army's invasion.

Although he did not have a strong sense of belonging to the country, he was still worried about it, worried that the Qin people would make him lose his current life and become the kind of down-and-out scholar in history books.

——Zhang Shuo believed that he did not have the ability to rise from slavery to embrace the seal of the country.

Zhang Shuo’s all expectations are to keep what he already has and wait for an opportunity to win some good for his mother.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

Zhang was destroyed by the Qin people.

Zhang Shuoqi's worry-like worries finally became a reality.

But he was not sentenced.

As a concubine's son, he does enjoy some benefits from Zhang.

But he had no extraordinary talent. The treatment and power given by Zhang to a concubine like him were not enough to make him raise qi cultivation men like Zhang Liang and Zhang Rang, and use people to combine medicine to pray for immortality.

So he was not punished.

However, Zhang's property was confiscated and many generous treatments disappeared.

He and his mother were not criticized, and were also given a simple wooden house to live in and were distributed to food.

Zhang Shuo is already very satisfied... a ghost!

With the disappearance of luxury and wealth, he had a strong resentment towards the Qin people.

But this resentment is no match for the fear in my heart.

So he didn't dare to reveal these things at all.

Zhang Shuo also heard of the deeds of King Zheng of Qin in Xinzheng, but Zhang Shuo also heard of them.

He has no feelings.

However, when he was assigned to work, he struggled to do other things that could be done easily by people who were thinner than him, and the fingers of his palms were ground into water.

At this time, he had the deepest resentment towards King Qin.

He still didn't dare to reveal it at all.

During the familiar conversation between those bitches, the admiration and closeness of the hateful King of Qin revealed to him, which made him feel fearful.

Zhang Shuo gritted his teeth.

My mother was not uncomfortable or repulsive about these miscellaneous tasks.

She did all this with great knowledge, and when she saw her son getting tired, she gently asked for warm water for him.

In slightly cold weather, it is really a great thing for the Qin people to burn hot water for those who work, and cool it until the temperature is right.

The mother secretly hid a piece of meat from her share and handed it to her son: "Eat a little bit and coax your stomach. It's more than an hour before eating late."

Zhang Shuo looked at the piece of meat in his mother's rough hands with some disgust.

The meat was very salty.

In the past, he would never touch him.

I felt bored and glared at my mother.

Zhang Shuo disliked his mother's temperament a little.

She has always been so gentle, without seeing any emotions, as if she is willing to endure everything and can tolerate anything.

Really weak!

Zhang Shuo pinched his nose, grinned, and reluctantly ate the piece of meat.

Without Zhang's blessing, he felt it was very difficult to do anything.

After eating, take a sip of light warm water.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he could vaguely taste some sweetness from the water.

Not the sweetness and slightly saltiness of the body of water.

It's like... the sweetness of honey? and the smell of salt?

But who would put these in the bitch's water?

Zhang Shuo just thought it was his own illusion.

You can't continue to do these vulgar and unsuccessful things like this!

Zhang Shuo glanced at his mother.

The beads of sweat stuck their hair to their skin, making them look embarrassed.

My mother has never had any luxury and food, nor has she lived a pampered life.

But when Zhang was still there, she didn't have to do these dirty and tiring jobs!

I can't let my mother continue like this!

Zhang Shuo gritted his teeth.

He plans to find something easy and promising to do.

Two days later, he found it.

Jianxian County should re-establish official temples, establish new rural temples and industrial temples, and lay tracks as soon as possible.

There are too many projects to be done.

Residents' residential construction, septic tanks, public toilets, public baths, storage warehouses, roads, wells...

In South Korea, the common people can obtain universal infrastructure construction, which is basically blank.

These things are all built.

To build, labor is needed.

And now, the problem is that there is no shortage of labor.

Whether it is the Qin people or the Korean people, there is a large number of high-quality labor in the city.

What is missing now is people who can control the labor force and convey superior orders and plans.

That is, there is a lack of grassroots cadres.

This does not require the job of a talented person, but it is not something that can be taken care of by anyone.

In the final analysis.

Qin State has many soldiers to contribute.

But Qin State lacks Qin officials.

The lack of Qin officials.

Therefore, the King of Qin issued an edict to recruit officials and officials.

Zhang Shuo squeezed into the front line of the crowd with his sore arms and legs to see the wooden board signs hanging by Qin Jun.

The county magistrate is 100 kilograms of gold per year, and the minor official is 500 kilograms of gold per year...

The treatment is so good that it is so good!

But the collection standards are pitifully low.

It is only required to be able to read and speak Qin and Han Yan.

Is this a requirement?

Zhang Shuo felt a little ridiculous in his heart.

What is this?

Zhang's legitimate son wants to earn 100 kilograms of gold from outside. Do you know how difficult it is?

One hundred kilograms per year!

When Zhang Shuo thought about it, he knew that part of the money the Qin people must have been given from Zhang.

Then I should have my money!

He gritted his teeth and remembered his mother's sweat and exhausted look.

Anyone he went to sign up.

After simply reciting a few poems and essays in Qin language and Han language, Zhang Shuo became a Qin official.

The Qin people threw dozens of kilograms of gold to him like garbage.
To be continued...