The imperial envoy's body was hung at the entrance of the military camp, which indeed caused a huge sensation. While everyone in the army made various speculations, their faces were filled with the joy of a New Year celebration.
With the general back, they have a pillar of support. Moreover, upon his return, he killed that damned imperial envoy and rescued three brothers who were originally doomed. Who wouldn't be happy?
Speaking of this, it's like divine intervention!
How could someone who has suffered such severe injuries possibly survive? Besides, they were treated on the same day and recovered completely the next day.
They wouldn't believe it if you told them it wasn't a deity descended to earth.
They witnessed the execution firsthand; every blow was delivered with maximum force.
Fortunately, those three brothers were in good health, otherwise they might have died on the spot.
What a terrible thing to do.
Many people have inquired about it, but have not received a definite answer. They have only received a knowing smile and the response that they will find out in time.
This action piqued everyone's curiosity, making them extremely eager to know what had happened.
But no matter what, the answer remains elusive.
The military camp was in a state of chaos for a while, but the wave of speculation was finally put to an end by the delicious aroma emanating from the mess hall.
The fragrance was incredibly strong, carried far by the wind, and it was a scent that no one had ever smelled before.
Everyone's mouths were watering; they couldn't wait until noon so they could rush over and see what food smelled so delicious.
Such good stuff, how could they possibly get a chance to eat it? Wouldn't they all be confined by the nobles in the capital?
But when lunchtime came, everyone was shocked to find that the yellow, stick-shaped food was actually meant for them.
Furthermore, to celebrate the general's return, there is no limit to the amount of food served today, so everyone can eat their fill.
No one had experienced the feeling of being full for a long time, and they were often woken up by hunger in the middle of the night, especially after that dog of an imperial envoy arrived and treated them even more harshly.
We weren't given any cotton-padded coats, so we were still wearing last year's ones, which were torn and tattered, and we had to mend them ourselves. They didn't keep us warm at all.
well.
But now that the general is back, they can finally eat their fill, and the days when they can wear warm clothes are surely not far off!
The general even dared to kill that damned imperial envoy, leaving his body to rot in the wilderness—it was truly gratifying!
Those below, unaware of the actual situation, dismissed the imperial envoy's pronouncements—such as "the general's entire family has been exiled," "they're going to die," and "don't count on it"—as utter nonsense.
Look, the general has returned safely, and the young general is here too. It's completely different from what that corrupt official said; they were all lying to them after all.
The morale in the barracks was soaring that they were practically ready to set off firecrackers to celebrate.
No one paid any attention to the imperial envoy's body, which was left hanging at the entrance of the military camp. It had long since frozen solid, and frost covered the exposed skin.
Fortunately, the people in the military camp had seen plenty of corpses, so they weren't afraid when they saw them; otherwise, they really wouldn't have been able to keep hanging there like that.
After lunch was finished at the military camp, the Shen father and son estimated how long the corn would last, only to tragically discover that they couldn't let everyone eat as much as they wanted.
The corn that was originally expected to last for twenty days now looks like it won't even last half a month.
The two, who were originally in high spirits, immediately fell silent. If it weren't for Mianmian's help, they would have all starved to death this winter.
The two began to worry again.
Returning to the North is not the beginning of a happy life, but rather a time to prepare for one problem after another.
This place was already dilapidated, and the Northern Di cavalry could raid it at any time. In addition, military pay and supplies were delayed...
It was a situation of internal and external troubles, besieged on all sides.
After being ravaged by the dog-like imperial envoy for several months, it became a complete mess, riddled with holes.
From now on, there will be no more supplies distributed in the capital; they will have to rely entirely on themselves. If it weren't for Mianmian, Shen Zhiheng would have no idea how much effort and dedication it would take to turn the impossible into reality.
Even with painstaking efforts, the fate of the North could not be changed.
The capital city liked to exile disgraced officials here, not with the intention of building up the border, but to send these people here as cannon fodder for the Northern Barbarians.
He learned this word from Mianmian.
No one thought this place could be built. It was a barren land, bitterly cold for half the year, and people could do nothing but stay at home.
How should a place like this be developed?
They simply lack the will but not the power.
When the father and son returned home that evening, they were both still feeling somewhat heavy-hearted.
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After preparing the potatoes and sweet potatoes, Shen Xingmian used her special ability on all the corn kernels, making them grow to their fullest size before going to catch up on sleep in a good mood.
When I woke up, it was already afternoon.
She quickly called Xiao Yanyue before it got dark, changed her clothes, and planned to go to the restaurant from that morning to take another look.
When we arrived, the restaurant was unusually lively, with at least three tables full of people!
It couldn't compare to the hustle and bustle of the capital, but compared to the fact that there was no one at the table that morning, Shen Xingmian actually felt content.
She really has a strong ability to adapt.
This time, no one was foolish enough to bump into them. She pulled Xiao Yanyue to sit in the middle seat against the wall, where she could hear almost all the conversations of the three tables.
After ordering a few signature dishes, she looked around the restaurant while listening to the people's casual conversation, hoping to hear any news about the people from that morning.
However, until all the dishes were served, we didn't hear anything useful.
Where's the rumor that teahouses and restaurants are full of news?
How come she didn't hear anything?
Is this targeting her?
Of course, the more likely reason is that there are too few people here, or rather, too few idle people.
The reason why gossip spreads so quickly in the capital is because there are too many idle people who have nothing better to do than to act as gossipmongers in the melon patch.
But the people here are different. The climate isn't suitable for wandering around. Poor people can't afford to come to places like this, and rich people have cooks at home.
I guess I only come to restaurants when I want a change of pace.
Even after they had eaten their fill, they hadn't heard any useful news; the people at the other three tables were all talking about their own things.
When it was finally time to pay the bill, Shen Xingmian gave the waiter a few extra taels of silver. The waiter immediately beamed with joy, bowed repeatedly to express his gratitude, and his attitude suddenly became extremely enthusiastic.
Shen Xingmian then struck up a casual conversation with him. As they talked, she pointed to the broken section of the stairs and asked, feigning surprise, "Hey? What could possibly break such sturdy wood? How much force must it have taken!"
"Oh, sir, to tell you the truth, this happened this morning."
The waiter leaned closer and whispered, glancing furtively at the three tables of people. Seeing that no one was looking at him, he continued speaking.
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