The wind blew gently across the field, and the golden wheat waves undulated with the wind. The farmer with a bamboo hat on his head straightened up from the rice field, looked at the winged man coming with the wind, and let out an exclamation
After that, he bent down again.
Although after their king got married, more and more winged people came from far away, but this had nothing to do with them and basically had no impact on their lives.
You can live your life how you want. It's still the same as before. If you want to have enough food, clothing, and warmth, and not go hungry or cold, you still have to rely on your own hands. But there are still some changes.
In the distant sky, a winged man wearing a navy blue uniform flew over. After he flew over the rice fields, he did not leave as quickly as the previous winged man. Instead, he circled around, as if to identify
terrain.
Soon, he confirmed that this was his destination, so the wingman landed quickly: "Who are John Deere's family members? There are letters he sent back."
"Huh?" From Yi Ren's words, an old farmer keenly noticed the familiar words. He straightened up from the wheat field and looked at Yi Ren, who was hovering at low altitude over the wheat field.
"I'm his father."
"Can someone prove to you that you are John Deere's father?" The winged man quickly flew in front of the old farmer and asked with a serious expression.
"Hey, do I still need to prove that my son is my son?" Hearing this wing man's words, the old farmer immediately became happy.
"Yes, you must prove to me that John Deere is your son, otherwise, I cannot give you the letter he gave me." The wingman, who looked quite young, said with a serious expression.
"How do you want me to prove this?" The old farmer's face suddenly showed embarrassment. This was the first time he encountered such a request.
"You can show documents related to John Deere's identity, such as birth certificates."
"Birth certificate? You need a birth certificate. What is this?" The old man said he was a little confused.
"This is a new policy implemented after the emperor ordered a nationwide census. After every newborn is born, the local government must issue a relevant birth certificate. If it has not been issued before, it must also be completed."
"But I'm in the countryside here. There are only one or two village officials. Where can I get someone to issue a birth certificate like this?" The old farmer was completely in trouble. He stared at the package held by the Yiren in his chest.
, eyes showing desire.
"If it doesn't work, you can ask others to prove it to you." The Winged Messenger gritted his teeth and replied.
"It's simple, you can just ask around. Who doesn't know that John Deere is my son?" The old man's face showed a trace of contentment. He has always been proud of his son who joined the army.
, because the land he is cultivating now was earned by his son from the battlefield.
"I need to spend a little more time to confirm. I need to wait a moment. Do you mind?"
"Okay, you go and confirm, just ask." The old farmer said with a smile that he didn't mind and let him ask casually.
He quickly went to other farmland and asked about a dozen farmers to fly back to where they were. Then he solemnly took off the package that was hanging on his chest and handed it to him. He couldn't wait and had no intention of doing so.
Old farmers farming.
"Let me see what's there." The old farmer couldn't wait to unpack the package, and then he saw a letter and a heavy wooden box.
The old farmer opened the wooden box and glanced at it, then closed it heavily. Inside were all large-denomination gold notes. There was no doubt that these were obtained by his son in exchange for his military exploits.
However, the old farmer who no longer worried about food and clothing did not care about the banknotes at all. All his attention was on the envelope in his hand.
"Um, winged youngster, can I read what's written on it?" After the old farmer opened the envelope, his face suddenly showed an embarrassed look, because he didn't recognize any of the words on it.
"Okay, this is my duty." The Yiren messenger who was waiting aside nodded and did not leave. This is the reason why he has not left yet. Helping people read letters is also a job requirement.
"Okay." The old farmer handed the letter in his hand to the Yiren messenger.
"Father: You don't need to worry at home. I'm living a good life in the army..." The Yiren messenger read out the contents of the envelope word for word.
There is nothing special in the content. It is just a young man who left home to join the army and described all his experiences in the army. However, like most letters from home, the contents in the envelope are about good news but not bad news. Everything is said.
It's a good thing.
Therefore, when the old farmer heard the contents of the letter, his eyes narrowed with laughter, and he seemed to be in an unusually happy mood.
"...I captured the enemy's head twice in this conflict..." Still reporting good news but not bad news, the young man described the process of obtaining military merit to his father in the letter, but this process made the old farmer feel uncomfortable on his forehead.
I broke out in a cold sweat.
"...Father, you must take care of yourself, remember to eat well, sleep well, and drink plenty of hot water."
The Yiren messenger slowly finished reading the last sentence in the letter home, and then looked up at the stunned old farmer, who was still worried about the process of his son obtaining military honors.
"I have finished reading the letter home. If you don't need anything, I will..." After completing all his tasks, the Yiren messenger was ready to leave.
"Young man, why do you think there are so many wars? After my son went out to serve as a soldier, I received a total of seventeen letters from him. Every time, he said that he was fighting. Why can't this war be finished?
"
"..." The Yiren messenger didn't say anything after hearing this. Instead, his eyes showed a look of envy. Then after thinking about it, he slowly spoke, "Your son is a capable person."
"He has shitty abilities. When he was at home, he only knew how to fight for strength and hatred. Today, he was either fighting with that one or with this one." Hearing the words of the Yiren messenger, the old farmer laughed and cursed, but his face
But he showed an unconcealable smile.
"Only generals with the rank of scholar-bureaucrat or above can allow people like me to deliver messages. This is your first time seeing a messenger like me. It shows that your son's status in the army is getting better and better. The higher the title, the better."
, it is safer to be in the army."
"Really? But this safety is not absolute, right? Although I am in a remote rural area and I am an ignorant farmer, I also know that on the battlefield, even a general may die in battle."
"The battlefield is never a safe place." The messenger sighed, but there was not much fear in his eyes, but instead he was a little eager to try.
"Young man, you know the battlefield is unsafe, but you still want to go there?"
"I think," the Yiren messenger replied decisively.
"Why?" The old farmer's eyes showed confusion. "Now that the country is getting stronger and stronger, no matter what you do, as long as you are willing to move, you will not be starved to death. Why are you sharpening your head and joining the battlefield?"
"
"Because that's the only place where I can change my birth. My father only gave me a pair of wings, and I want to give more to my descendants."
"Well, that's no wonder." The old farmer scratched his head, "If you are not afraid of death, the battlefield is a good place to gain wealth."
"Yeah, but I don't meet the conditions for conscription now." The messenger's eyes showed a look of despair.
"With such a pair of big wings on your back, you still don't meet the requirements for conscription?" The old farmer looked at the pair of snow-white wings on the back of the young man who was delivering the letter to him, and suddenly said in wonder.
"If you want to be a soldier now, you must at least complete the initial awakening, otherwise the army will not want you."
"Have you not awakened yet?"
"without."
"Then where did the wings on your back come from? How can normal people have such things on their backs?"
"This is what I was born with. I am a Winged Man." The messenger smiled awkwardly. This was not the first time he had a similar conversation. He found that the residents he met on the territory of the original Guy Country
Everyone will have such doubts.
"Oh, that's it!" The old farmer's face showed a look of sudden realization, but then he issued a new exclamation, "Now the threshold for military recruitment is getting higher and higher. I remember that it was not like this twenty years ago.
Yes, at that time, as long as your limbs were intact and you were not blind or deaf, you could basically join the army."
"But it's impossible now. The emperor said that the army should be elite-based, and those who are too weak will be sent home."
"Then why wasn't my son sent back?" The old man's eyes showed a depressed look.
"This shows that your son is very strong. However, if your son is sent back with his current status, there will be few people in our country who can serve as soldiers."
"This country is getting stronger with each war. Twenty years ago, I remember that during a war, officials came to us door-to-door to collect grain, and then issued us IOUs.
Now, if it hadn't been for the letter home from my son, I wouldn't have known there was a war on the front lines."
"Since the emperor and the empress got married, our country is said to have become the most powerful country in the world." Hearing the old farmer's words, the messenger couldn't help but show pride and pride in his eyes.
"Since we are already the most powerful country, why do we still need to fight? If our country is the strongest, then no one should dare to provoke us, right?"
"This..." The Yiren messenger was speechless and didn't know how to explain.
"We have land, we have a house, and I will never be able to spend all the money I have saved in my life. My family has everything, but when will this battle be over? When will my son come back?" the old farmer asked.
doubt.
"...Only the emperor and the emperor know about this kind of thing." The Yiren messenger said with a smile.
"Maybe our country is not strong enough?" the old farmer asked the Yiren messenger, as if he was talking to himself.
"I'm going to deliver the message first, please take a rest." Feeling overwhelmed, the Winged Messenger stirred up the wings behind him and hurriedly left the place as if he was running away.