Chapter 974: Frozen Dead on the Road
The Lanjiang River had already frozen over, and in the vast expanse of white, the group of people in front of the Lanjiang Wharf looked unusually conspicuous.
"Master Imperial Master, how do we get there?" the young eunuch asked, rubbing his hands.
Thinking back on the past month, he felt like crying. It was so difficult for them to get to this point!
They haven't had a good night's sleep since the day they changed their route.
Either they were attacked by wild beasts in the middle of the night, or they encountered a fight between a wedding procession and a funeral procession while on the road.
Not to mention the daytime, every night there would be a lot of inexplicable noises. They went out to look for it, but couldn't find anything.
The national teacher said that someone was causing trouble, but their original preparations were disrupted by the other party's unconventional behavior, and they failed to catch anyone.
That would have been fine, but when they were finally about to reach Chenzhou, Prince Zhao’s men suddenly appeared and “invited” them to Prince Zhao’s mansion.
If it weren't for the Imperial Master, they wouldn't know when they would be able to stand here again.
The young eunuch didn't know what conditions the Imperial Master had exchanged with Prince Zhao. In short, they were treated to delicious food and drinks in Prince Zhao's mansion for five days, and were only sent here by Prince Zhao's men early this morning.
Unfortunately, King Zhao's men sent them back after sending them there. They neither provided them with any guidance on how to cross the river nor mentioned any situation in Ezhou.
"Of course I'll go straight there." Yang Chaofan clasped his hands in the hand warmer and spoke in a light voice.
The young eunuch was stunned, then pointed at the carriage team behind him and said in embarrassment: "But we have so much stuff, if we go directly across, can the river surface bear it?"
For people who grew up in the south, walking on the frozen river is really a test, and you have to worry about the ice cracking at any time.
In such cold weather, if you fall in, you will get frostbite even if you don’t die.
Yang Chaofan didn't even look at him, he raised his foot and stepped onto the ice first.
What a bunch of idiots! This kind of weather has lasted for a month, and the temperature doesn't seem to be rising at all. It's a wonder the ice can crack!
Seeing this, the others looked at each other and could only follow.
They walked very carefully at the beginning, but after walking for a while, they found that the ice surface was no different from flat ground except that it was a little slippery, so everyone became braver.
"Hey, what's that in front?"
When we reached the center of the river, someone pointed ahead and exclaimed.
Yang Chaofan had already stopped and looked up, his eyes slightly gloomy.
The white surface of the river seemed to have no end in sight, but on the road from the center of the river to the other side, there were many corpses lying scattered around, including the elderly, children, young men and women.
"Are they going to the other side?" someone asked blankly.
Along the way, they had seen people frozen to death on the road, but those were far less shocking than what they saw now.
Why do these people go to the other side in groups with their families in such a cold weather?
People from Shengjing all have some natural sense of superiority. They cannot understand the behavior of ordinary people and don’t know why they would brave the cold wind and risk their lives to go to the hostile forces.
King Zhao had already issued an order not to allow the people of the six northwestern states to move to Ezhou, and Yang Chaofan and his group were also aware of this decree.
Yang Chaofan stood quietly in front of a dead old man. With his eyesight, he could clearly see the longing on the old man's face before he died. His hollow eyes were sunken, and it seemed as if he could still see hope in his eyes.
For this group of people, going to Ezhou is their hope.
At the same time, in a village near Lanjiang, a dozen people in thin and ragged clothes were crying loudly in a greenhouse built by the government.
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