He fought with Yin Ning and occasionally went to the mountain stream to catch fish when he was herding his horse. He thought that there would be another year of such quiet days.
But with the arrival of the township chief, everything ended.
The villagers were all in the village, watching the two Qin officials accompanying the village chief and talking to the villagers.
On this day, all the youths in the village gathered together.
Even Mo, who was grazing his horse in Lingnan Village next door, was called back.
Under the big tree in the village, Mo was at the periphery. He didn't choose to squeeze in because he wasn't very muscular, but he was still outside. He roughly understood the reason why the village chief had come.
" The King of Qin has ordered that from today onwards, a 14-year-old youth will go to Lantian to train.'
The villagers who had been listening quietly became excited.
"Isn't military service only starting at fifteen?”
"That's right, Mr. Village Chief. Don't you only need to serve in the military when you're an adult?”
"What is going on?"
"Is there a war? However, even during the reign of King Zhaoxiang, there was never a requirement to lower the age of military service to fourteen.”
.....
The bustling crowd was expressing their uneasiness.
No one could understand why the age of military service was lowered by one year in the current situation where the Qin country was so powerful.
Underage on the battlefield?
This kind of thing would only happen during the time of Duke Xiang of Qin, who was poor. Why would they appear again after 100 years when Great Qin had hundreds of thousands of soldiers?
"My fellow villagers, you won't be going to the battlefield this time. Instead, you'll be going to Lantian for training. You can return home once every three months. There's still food to take!"
Looking at the puzzled villagers, it was obvious that this was not the first time the village chief had seen it.
It was precisely because of this.
Xiang Zheng methodically told them the benefits of going to Lantian for training.
The reality did not appear as he had expected. As soon as he finished speaking.
"My son is fourteen."
"My second son is also over fourteen!"
"Sir, my son is still half a year away. Can you make an exception? He has been especially strong since he was young.”
.....
The village chief looked at the people who kept raising their hands and nodded in satisfaction.
Seeing that many people were angry because their sons were not old enough, Xiangzheng comforted them.
"That's great. I'm old enough!"
"Me too."
"Hahahaha, we can go to Lantian, and we can even provide food."
....
At the same time, Mo, who was at the periphery, also saw that some of the youths of the same age were overjoyed. Some of the older ones also revealed smug smiles. As for the children who were not old enough, they looked at those who were old enough with envy.
This made the youths even more pleased.
Mo turned around and took a deep breath.
Unlike the others, Mo had never gone further than the city. However, he knew that this order…It was the signal for war.
He knew that the Qin country would attack the six countries in the future.
But Mo did not expect that at the beginning of the war, the Qin country would send a fourteen-year-old youth to Lan Tian for training.
This was a gamble. Let's go all out!
And they, these underage recruits who were trained in advance, were the State of Qin's retreat route, or rather, a backup plan.
Sighing, Mo turned his head to look at the distant sky, in the direction of Xianyang.
'King Ying Zheng!'
Was this one emperor from the ancient times, the emperor who would unite all the sons and daughters of the Central Plains thousands of years later, ready to make a move?
"I've only seen portraits in paintings before. I really want to meet you in person."
Mo muttered to himself before revealing a smile.
He looked at the registration area of the village chief and saw many youths lining up to register. Mo Xin believed that when his name appeared on the bamboo scroll.
Perhaps he would meet the famous Qin Shihuang one day.
.........
"Miss, he has signed up."
A man with a scar on his face appeared in front of Yin Ning.
At this moment, Yin Ning was leaning lazily on the stool. He was holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, and he could vaguely see the words 'Dragon Trainer' carved on it.
When she heard the man's words, Yin Ning lifted her beautiful eyes and looked at the man.
"What about that matter?"
Yin Ning said something that made people confused.
"It's already done. This is the title deed.”
Hearing this, the man took out a title deed from his clothes and carefully handed it to Yin Ning.
Yin Ning took the title deed with her slender hands and glanced at it. When he saw a familiar name at the bottom corner of the title deed, he was shocked. Yin Ning's pretty face finally revealed a smile that could make one's heart flutter.
After confirming that there was no mistake, Yin Ning returned the title deed to the man.
"Don't let others see it."
"Yes, sir!"
.......
The man nodded and turned to leave.
When the boudoir returned to silence, Yin Ning raised the bamboo scroll again and read the contents.
From time to time, the corners of his mouth would slowly curl up because of the contents of the bamboo slips.
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