Once the corn harvest is complete, the autumn harvest in the North is truly over.

The people spontaneously sent some of their grain to the military camp as a token of gratitude for the seeds they received in the spring, and also to ensure they could receive seeds smoothly again next year.

Some people naively believe that since so many people have borrowed seeds, even if they don't return them, no one will remember. They simply pick out some whole, large seeds and plant them the following spring, refusing to believe there can be any difference.

Those who harbored such intentions learned a painful lesson the following autumn.

Although it wasn't a complete loss, it was nowhere near as good as other people's, and ultimately they reaped the consequences.

However, this was not Shen Xingmian deliberately teaching them a lesson, but rather that when seeds are planted repeatedly on the same piece of land, there will be more problems.

Furthermore, without undergoing the process of refining wood-type abilities, the problems will become even more apparent.

However, those who take chances only see immediate benefits and not the consequences in the distant future.

With the increase in grain and meat reserves in the North, the large-scale breeding of warhorses, the provision of gleaming new weapons, and the expansion of the city walls, the Northern Barbarians have not dared to invade for a long time.

As for the dog emperor of Lin Yue, it was already beyond his power to maintain the stability of his throne.

He had only been on the throne for a little over a year when he was overwhelmed with problems and began to doubt himself, wondering why he had to harm so many of his own brothers for the sake of the dragon throne.

If he had been a carefree prince, why would he be so exhausted?

But there's no going back in life. He could only face countless memorials day after day, solve one problem after another, and watch as the Shen family's influence in the northern border gradually expanded and gained increasing prestige among the people.

He also considered sending troops to attack, since it seemed to be a legitimate reason.

Unfortunately, the national treasury was already empty, and now the private treasury was even more depleted. The officials at the bottom managed to salvage some money from the people, but that little bit was far from enough to fight a war.

He had the ambition to conquer the North, but unfortunately, he simply lacked the ability.

Fortunately, he didn't insist on his own way, otherwise he would have personally delivered the food. Shen Xingmian didn't mind moving the headquarters back to the capital.

If we're talking about comfort, the North is quite comfortable too. Lying on a heated bed in winter is incredibly pleasant.

But wouldn't it be just as comfortable if a heated kang were set up in the palace?

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After a bountiful summer and autumn harvest, the atmosphere in the North is much better than before, and people are smiling much more often.

Every household had surplus grain, and life held hope.

Everyone who knows Shen Xingmian greets her with a smile when they see her; she has never experienced this feeling before.

It's strangely novel.

However, as she went out more often on her snowball, fewer and fewer people didn't recognize her.

The beautiful white tiger has become the goddess's exclusive mount. Before even seeing the person on it clearly, one already knows who it is.

Shen Xingmian felt sorry for Xue Tuan, who had been running around with him every day, because he had never found a wife. Xue Tuan worked so hard and ended up not even having a family.

How can this be!

So as soon as the autumn harvest was over, Shen Xingmian took Xuetuan into the mountains, searching for its wife's whereabouts while collecting ore as he pleased.

If she could really find a female tiger, she didn't believe she couldn't bring her home.

With Xue Tuan's looks, which tigress wouldn't be smitten? And with such good food at her house, there's no reason why she wouldn't be able to snag a wife for Xue Tuan.

She wandered in the mountains for three days, accumulating several tons of various metal bricks, but didn't see a single tiger.

Shen Xingmian was very puzzled and didn't understand why this was happening.

I've always heard people talk about Siberian tigers. Since they're called Siberian tigers, it means there are quite a few tigers in the north. How come she hasn't even encountered one?

Later she realized that it wasn't that there were no tigers nearby, but that all tigers could sense danger, and the snowball was a great danger to them.

So as soon as the tigers sensed the two of them, they quickly hid.

This is why Shen Xingmian was wasting her time wandering around aimlessly.

After she figured it out, she put the snowball back into her spatial storage and released a few wild boars.

The wild boars were kept in the space and looked so healthy and delicious that she refused to believe that with so many piglets, she couldn't catch a tiger.

Others use a diversionary tactic, but she uses bait to lure the tiger to the mountain.

It seems quite possible that this will happen.

After waiting for a long time, she didn't see the tiger, but many other wild animals came one after another, and she temporarily put them into her space.

Shen Xingmian patiently waited and waited, and finally saw a yellow figure, which was obviously not as big as the snowball, but was very beautiful.

With a round face and compact features, she even had a sweet look. Shen Xingmian thought this must be a girl; someone so sweet couldn't possibly be a boy!

Even if it's a male, as long as it doesn't fight with the snowball, it can be given a companion.

No matter what, she's determined to have this little cutie!

This is still a half-grown tiger cub, its skeleton hasn't fully developed yet. When it sees its prey, its vigilance drops by more than half. It lies down not far away, looking like it's ready to pounce.

Shen Xingmian's heart pounded wildly at how adorable she was.

It nimbly pounced on a piglet, its sharp teeth instantly piercing the piglet's throat. After drinking the blood dry, it began to tear apart the clump of flesh.

The whole scene was extremely bloody, but it also allowed Shen Xingmian to witness firsthand the most primitive and unvarnished hunting scenes.

The little tiger's face was covered in blood from eating, and not a single bit of the sweet treat was left.

The other wild boars had long since scattered in fear and disappeared. Shen Xingmian didn't pay them any attention for the time being, planning to take them back into her space and feed them something nice to appease them if she had the chance later.

Now, watching the little tiger's departing figure, she tiptoed after it.

Without even using any space, the well-fed tiger cub seemed unwary, leisurely strolling to the water's edge, drinking the water, and then washing itself.

They're quite clean.

Shen Xingmian finds everything about things she likes pleasing to the eye and likes them to no end.

Not wanting to miss this little cutie, she finally moved, using spatial teleportation to quickly appear behind it and slap it back into the space.

Of course, I didn't use my full strength.

The little tiger looked around at the huge changes with a bewildered expression, not understanding what was happening.

It wasn't until it saw a huge white tiger that it belatedly adopted a defensive posture and roared fiercely twice.

However, as the snowball drew closer, its pretentious demeanor crumbled quickly, and it looked around, trying to find a place to hide.