I am not a seventh-generation descendant of Lord Wu'an from the Qin Dynasty.

The sun is rising.

Bai Qi rode his horse across the camp, where the elderly men, some over fifty, had already begun weaving straw sandals, straw hats, straw mats, raincoats, ropes, and fishing nets according to their unit sizes…

The 30-40 strong women began washing and peeling vegetables, vigorously pounding rice with stone pestles, removing the husks, rinsing, and cooking... preparing breakfast.

Young girls, not yet sixteen, carrying baskets and hampers, were led by their older sisters-in-law to pick berries, dig for wild vegetables, and gather mulberry and hemp in the vicinity...

Bai Qi walked along the stream.

Then we saw that the teenagers were already able to spontaneously block the river channel, use nets to catch fish, cast them on both banks, and collect their catch...

Occasionally, one or two children would hug the fish tail, which was as big as a human head, and slap their own faces, or be scolded by the older children and go off to drag river grass and catch fish and shrimp.

Even the most indifferent person would feel a pang of sympathy upon witnessing this scene.

The Qin soldiers on the shore, holding spears, kept looking back, fearing that they might make a mistake and accidentally injure the child.

Bai Qi passed through the forest valley.

Strong men wielding vertical saws were working in groups of two or three, vigorously sawing down giant trees, cutting off dead branches, and removing bark... to make door panels or main beams!

Young men and women, armed with plows and harrows, are working tirelessly, like animals, to cultivate the former Korean farmland, reclaiming it, clearing furrows and creating pathways in preparation for the autumn planting season.

Although it is almost the end of summer, if you hurry up and plant beans, vegetables and fruits, you will still have a harvest.

Not to mention, there are always some tenacious wild wheat growing scattered in the fields, and if you take good care of them, you can expect to have a full stomach.

All around, some people were harvesting rice straw and bundling it into bundles; others were digging wells to irrigate the fields...

In short, a vibrant scene of life and flourishing organisms is right before our eyes.

White Seven lines to the end.

Rows of neat bamboo and wooden thatched houses are under construction, with the clanging of axes and shavings filling the air.

Scattered around, there were also blacksmiths, strong men, smelting broken old weapons and hammering farm tools, which invigorated people's spirits.

In a nearby corner, two or three guards with blood scabs on their backs knelt down in fear.

Chickens and ducks swarmed around my feet, clucking and squawking, taking advantage of my inattention to steal the mixed feed of silkworms, grain husks, and grass seeds from my hands...

Those were the runaway slaves from last night. Their minds were still unsettled, and their whip wounds had not yet healed. Bai Qi specifically instructed that some light work be arranged for them.

Bai Qi nodded with a smile, which put everyone at ease.

After briefly understanding the construction progress, Bai Qi rode his horse around halfway and continued his inspection.

As dusk fell.

Hunters carrying bows and crossbows returned to camp, some with pigs on their shoulders, others with pythons and rabbits wrapped around their waists, and still others with chickens and rabbits in their hands...

Clearly, there has been another bumper harvest today.

the end.

The hunters, led by Wu, presented two palm-sized tiger cubs to Bai Qima, while the hunters carried twelve-foot tigers on their shoulders. The entire Anmin Eight Camp was filled with excitement.

"Kui Wu! Kui Wu! Kui Wu!"

Bai Qi looked down at the imposing, tall man from the new Qin Dynasty, whose face was etched with the old Wei prisoner's seal, and smiled.

What do you want?

"The men of the camp are all exhausted and request that the Lord rest for a day from his labor."

"Is that all?"

That's all!

"not enough!"

Kui Wu was stunned and looked up at Bai Qi.

Bai Qi waved his hand, and Erba Hu, the clerk, stepped forward, facing the eight camps of Anmin, and loudly greeted them.

"With the new residence completed, the township can be established! After Bai Qizi reported to the General Camp for the Expedition against Han, and General Wang Yi approved it, Bai Qizi was put in charge of the affairs of Tian County, and eight new townships were established under his jurisdiction."

"Craftsmen of the Crafts Camp".

The clerk, Hu, paused slightly, and then a rough-looking, honest man, rubbing his calloused knuckles, quickly called out "Here!" and stepped forward.

"The carpenters of the craftsmen's camp are diligent, honest, and loyal to their duties. Since taking office, they have never complained."

"After more than ten days, a hundred bamboo and thatched houses have been built in Xinyi Township. This is a great achievement."

"Hereby granted a house and ten acres of land. The household registration in Xinqin is completed. He shall temporarily serve as the head of Xinyi Township. He may start a family and establish a career. He may freely choose to leave the camp and reside elsewhere."

The clerk, a young man of eighteen, flipped through the scrolls, his eyes fixed on the carpenter: "The camp records that you have one wife and two sons. Will you choose to settle down here, or perhaps find another wife?"

"Me, me?"

Jiang Mu's eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth moved excitedly for a long time before a strong woman rushed out from the side and slapped him across the face.

"What the hell? I bore your children, and what? You want to find another wife and settle down?"

The strong woman glared at him, and the two boys, who were only half-grown, ran over and hugged the wooden craftsman, wailing and pretending to cry.

"Oh, Father, don't you want your son anymore?"

With a clear look in his eyes, the carpenter finally managed to utter a coherent sentence.

"I wish to return home and settle down. Thank you, Clerk Sun!"

The clerk, Hu Sun, glared at him and roared, "Yes, thank you, General!"

The carpenter hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, thank you for your great kindness, General. We will certainly repay you every day..."

Bai Qi helped Kui Wu, who was kneeling on the ground, to his feet with one hand, and quickly stopped him with the other, saying, "It's a thank you to the Great Qin!"

"Without the Great Qin, there would be no Bai Qi, the former refugee, nor the present-day Xinxiang Township of Tian County, and the Eight Camps of Anmin!"

"Yes, yes, thank you Great Qin, thank you King Qin, thank you General, thank you Clerk Sun!"

This time, no one refused.

A clerk led the carpenter's family to register their household, and everyone gathered around to watch with great enthusiasm.

Here, Clerk Sun continued to loudly proclaim his respects.

"In the fields where craftsmen work, they are diligent, honest, and loyal to their duties... With the completion of the new village, they are hereby granted a house, ten acres of land, and new Qin household registration..."

"If you are unmarried in the camp, you may join the camp for strong women aged 28 and above to find a good wife."

"After receiving permission, you may, at the beginning of the night when the bonfire is lit and under the witness of the sun and moon, thank your parents and the general, and be granted a safe home."

Tian Li, a simple and honest man, blushed and whispered something to a woman with large hips.

Finally, blushing, the two followed one after another amidst the cheers of the crowd, and settled their household registration.

soon.

The first ten people in the crafts camp have settled down.

Next came ten people from the three major reclamation camps, ten people from the hunting camp, and a small number of people who had made great contributions and were specially approved.

Enough of the digressions, let's focus on one person here.

"The fifth leader of the hunters' camp is brave and diligent, skilled in archery, and has the best hunted prey... Upon the completion of the new village, he is hereby granted a house, ten acres of land, and new Qin household registration..."

"If you are unmarried in the camp, you may join the camp for strong women aged 28 and above to find a good wife."

"etc!"

Bai Qi teased the two tiger cubs who didn't yet have fangs with one hand, interrupted Sun the clerk with the other, and stared at Kui Wu.

"With the completion of the new village, there are many complicated matters to attend to. The Qin soldiers in the camp are all occupied with their own duties and cannot spare the time."

"Kuiwu, would you be willing to temporarily take over as the patrol officer of Xinyi Township, commanding ten men to guard the township and apprehend thieves?"

"Me? A village patrol officer? In charge of ten men? Responsible for guarding the village and apprehending thieves?"

For some reason, Kui Wu couldn't help but tear up and raised his hand to cover the Wei character prison mark on his forehead.

After a long pause, as everyone held their breath, Kui Wu opened his mouth and looked at Bai Qi.

"Does Bai Qizi know that Kui Wu was imprisoned for murder? You want me to be a village patrolman, aren't you afraid...?"

"Run?" Bai Qi smiled, stood up, and solemnly extended his palm to him.

"Kui Wu, Bai Qi is willing to believe that Kui Wu, who risks his life to hunt in the mountains for the people every day, can be a village patrolman."

"Would Kui Wu be willing to write a letter to Bai Qi, treating former Qin, Wei, and Han officials as new Qin officials, with impartiality and selflessness?!"

Kui Wu placed his hand on his chest and solemnly bowed, saying, "Bai Jun is my lord; Kui Wu swears to follow him to the death!"

Bai Qi helped him up with both hands, saying, "Your word is law. If I break my promise, may I be executed by sword and axe!"

Everyone bowed, saying, "We are willing to follow the Seven White Sons!"

Qin soldiers' quick memorization.

[Bai Qizi can win the hearts of brave warriors, quell the fear of the people, guide thieves to good, and... become a general!]

That day and night, fifty-four households of Qin people in Xinyi Township returned to their homes and settled down peacefully. There were no patrols at night, and the people were all safe and sound.

……

Postscript: A matter of privacy.

"Lin Jia Kui's wife, your husband went into the mountains to accompany the army as a guide, but unfortunately he was hit by a stray arrow and could not be saved."

"Bai Qizi pities your family for having two sons and one daughter, and allows you to choose another husband to take care of your family. You may seek a close relative or a able-bodied man who is currently living in a peaceful household."

"There are thirty-one people here. You can choose first, and I will inquire privately. If there are no issues between the two families, they can jointly obtain thirty acres of land, a house, three months' worth of grain, and some farming tools. You..."

With tears welling in her eyes, Kui's wife said, "Sir Sun, my younger brother-in-law is good-for-nothing, I'm afraid..."

"Rest assured! Bai Qizi said long ago that all the fields and acreage would be registered under your two sons' names, and the houses would belong to your wife and daughters. If anything changes, the Qin law will be merciless!"

"Then, I choose him!"

Clerk Sun lowered his head and quickly took notes.

Lin Jia Kui's wife intends to marry Kui Wu, and upon inquiry... Kui Wu has no objection, and the marriage is arranged!