My Bank Is Connected to Another World

It was at this time.

East Island.

A huge ship full of cargo sailed out of the port. Although the other mainland ports have not yet been built, as the earliest developed East Island, the port has been completed.

And not just one.

The giant ship is full of building materials.

cement.

rebar.

sand.

As for why the sand in the Gobi desert is not used, local materials are used.

Common sense, no explanation!

The only local materials are stones, just blow up a mountain and break it.

besides.

There are also some engineering equipment and equipment. The construction site is deserted, and the foundation of the railway line in Nanqing has begun to be repaired. Some things can be taken out.

In future planning, that port is very important.

A considerable part of products from other continents need to be transferred from there.

detour?

Won't!

Such as the grain continent, on the other side of the planet.

Walking here is just the nearest channel.

Just like many people look at the map and think that the plane departing from Beijing to New York will cross the Pacific Ocean, but obviously not, the closest is to fly along the coastline.

The planet is round!

. . .

at the same time.

An oasis in the vast desert is Dayan's Qianjun Town.

Last night, the pardon and commutation documents had arrived.

This morning, everyone was asked to gather at the door of the room.

"What's the matter? Why don't you work today?"

"..."

"Will you take a day off to celebrate His Majesty's ascension to the throne?"

"possible!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion, with curiosity, and soon, I saw everyone in charge, looking at them, their eyes were much better than before, and then they started to roll their names.

"Whoever has their name called, stand at the front." Guan Dai said loudly, and then opened the list.

"Liu Gong."

"arrive!"

"Du Jin."

"arrive!"

"..."

There are more than 300 people in their jurisdiction, and it took a while to finish reading. A total of more than 100 people came out, very nervous, not knowing what to do.

Afterwards, Guan Dai closed the list.

Guan Dai said with a smile: "Congratulations, Your Majesty has given you a big pardon, you can go home."

The words fell.

The audience fell silent.

Hush!

In the next second, the sky turned upside down, the voice was not coming from them, but from other jurisdictions, and presumably it had reached the stage of announcing amnesty.

"Big, amnesty?"

"this"

"..."

One by one couldn't believe it, and then there was ecstasy.

Woohoo! Cried!

Free at last.

Many people burst into tears. Some were wronged and were arrested to settle the case, and some were unwilling. They just couldn't get used to bullying by the rich and powerful, and they were sentenced to exile after swearing.

There are too many, and I am full of tears in retrospect.

now.

The nightmare is finally over.

Plop!

Plop!

Those who were pardoned knelt down one by one, kowtowed to the west, towards the imperial capital of Dayan.

. . .

Someone happy.

There are also people who are worried.

For those whose names were not read, seeing others being pardoned, they felt a sense of loss.

"Get up and pack your things now."

"yes!"

"..."

A group of people hurried back to their rooms and packed them up. In fact, they didn't have any personal belongings, just a change or two of clothes, which were already full of patches.

Pack it up quickly, they don't want to stay in this place for a moment.

When finished, stand behind the pipe belt.

Guan Dai took out the next list.

Shake it.

Opened the mouth and said:

"This is not the amnesty list, but the commutation of sentences. According to the latest sentencing standards, the years already served are subtracted, and those who will continue to serve their sentences."

"He Yi."

"Here!" A man stood up.

Guan Dai: "Your sentence will be commuted to one year. Counting from today, after one year, you will be free."

"Thank you for the tape!"

The man was also very excited.

The exile of the Dayan Empire usually lasts a lifetime, but now, it has been reduced to one year. Although there is no direct amnesty, there is hope.

The days passed.

"Mingsheng."

"arrive!"

"Your sentence was reduced to... three months!"

"Thank you for the tape!"

This person is more excited.

Three months, much less than expected, and many people were in an uproar. In this case, it is actually similar to the people who are now amnesty. Three months, it will pass in a flash.

However, most of the people who read their names afterwards were not so short.

two years.

three years.

four years.

At least one year.

The longest ones have been around for twelve years.

However, even the one who lived for twelve years couldn't help but feel relieved. Compared with staying here for the rest of his life, twelve years is already considered the best result.

to the end.

However, there was one with one month left in his sentence, which made many people envious.

Snapped!

After reading, close the list.

Among the crowd, there were only a dozen or so people who were not read. Guan Dai was not surprised by this. This is exile, which means: most of them are not extreme crimes.

atrocious.

Heinous.

There are too many books to write.

Such people have long been cut off, not exiled.

As for the remaining ones whose names have not been read, the ingredients are a bit complicated, or the crime is still under investigation, and a fair verdict cannot be given for the time being.

Guan Dai explained, and those people immediately felt a little better.

wait!

only.

Some people didn't wait to survive, but a verdict—beheaded!

There are grievances in the military town, and some people found hidden crimes during the follow-up investigation of the case. The evidence is conclusive, and they ascended to heaven on the day when many people were amnesty.

. . .

Outside the military town.

Thousands of people who were pardoned walked in the desert under the scorching sun. If they had worked in the past, they would have done well. But today, it doesn't matter.

The heart is hotter than the body, the free air is so good!

when it comes.

Wearing shackles, suffering all the way.

when walking.

Frightened by their stature, the soldiers in the military town who usually treat them harshly don't care about their formation, as long as they don't fall behind, no one cares about jumping and walking.

is walking.

"Master Jun, can you not deport your country of origin?" A person stepped forward and asked cautiously.

"Um?"

"There is no one at home, and the fields should be gone, and"

finished listening.

The captain couldn't help but nodded. Indeed, many people had their property confiscated when they were exiled into the army, and this is not the most important thing --- people's words are awesome.

A person who goes back from exile, no matter whether he was wronged or not, is likely to receive strange eyes.

It’s okay to have a family, but with no relatives and no property, I can’t help but want to escape.

"Can!"

The captain gave an affirmative answer.

"If you really don't want to go back to your hometown, you can also find a job here. For details, you can talk to the registrar when you arrive at the Protectorate's Mansion."

There is a shortage of people in military reclamation alone.

I heard that roads and bridges will be built, and the amount of work is huge. It is estimated that if some people were not homesick, the military government would have to detain these released people.

But obviously, it's not very benevolent to do so.

"Thank you for your advice!"

The man said happily.

Now, it's a chance to start over.

Afterwards, I learned about the specific situation from the captain again, and I was even happier.

farming.

build roads.

Build a house.

The options are vast.