Chapter 31 White Dragon's Turn (Part 2) Update
Liu Biao and A Huan were so secretive and serious.
It was simply because the original owner's irregular, intermittent bleeding was about to end.
According to the original owner's memory, although the Xiguan Palace was in a dire situation, the original owner was, after all, the young prince who was the center of the palace. He had eaten and used food that was nutritious since he was a child. At the age of thirteen, he was pregnant with a girl's vaginal discharge.
The only people in the mansion who knew the original owner's identity were the housekeeper Liu Biao, Ahuan and Abi.
However, no matter how much Liu Biao was concerned about every aspect of her life, he could only ask Ah Huan to take care of her and talk to the young marquis in this matter.
The original owner was extremely resistant to the fact that she was actually a woman.
She was raised as a boy in front of everyone.
In addition, perhaps due to the genetics of the Liu royal family, the original owner's body shape and appearance were extremely confusing. As long as she dressed up as a man, she could blend in perfectly.
By the time she reached her teens, the original owner was completely unable and unwilling to accept her identity as a woman.
Back then, when they were at the Yansai Lake, he fell in love with Fu Zhen'er at first sight, but he refused to admit it directly. He just unreasonably brought her back to his mansion and locked her up.
This physiological characteristic, which is unique to women, made her extremely disgusted.
No one is allowed to mention such things in front of her. Even doing something that may make her associate it will cause her to have a violent outburst.
The old housekeeper Liu Biao was worried that she would suppress her emotions for a long time, not take her body seriously, and eventually damage her health.
He couldn't just ignore her opinion and act on his own, because if she saw through his plan, she would be upset, so he changed his tactics and asked Ah Huan to come and ask her.
Liu Ziye pretended not to know: "Alright, you guys can do whatever you want. The dishes must be good. Don't bring anything that doesn't taste good to me."
In this regard, Liu Ziye is much more calm.
Firstly, she did not have such a burden of gender identity, and dressing up as a young marquis was just a survival necessity.
Secondly, she would never abuse her body for no reason at any time.
"Yes, yes, Huan knows."
She was relieved that the young marquis had agreed to this matter, and she would sleep more soundly tonight.
Otherwise, she would toss and turn in bed thinking about facing the old housekeeper's sad but helpless look tomorrow.
Ahuan and Abi quietly retreated, leaving only a dim night light in the inner room, which was the original owner's sleeping habit.
Coincidentally, Liu Ziye was also very satisfied with this.
She never liked the completely dark night.
In the past, I had no choice but to accept it, but now I can finally do what I want.
Every night before she lay down on her bed and fell asleep, she would review her points panel. The pop-up panel showed that after the latest exchange of fifteen days of life points, her total points were still 370 points.
As points accumulate, the list of new items available for redemption has been updated, in addition to the blueprints and books from last time:
Newly unlocked items she can redeem include:
One design drawing of a tripod rake, redemption required points: 100 points;
One design drawing of a chain plow truck, required exchange points: 200 points;
One design drawing of a vibrating screen truck, points required for redemption: 200 points;
One design drawing of a five-spindle pedal spinning wheel (crank-connecting rod structure), exchangeable for 200 points.
One design drawing of the improved curved plow, redemption required points: 300 points;
Just like last time, in an inconspicuous corner, there are two books, namely "Qimin Yaoshu" and "Soil Geology".
Liu Ziye only looked at it once and closed the panel without doing anything else.
From the items she had observed unlocked by the system over the past month, she saw that although the system had assigned the task of becoming the greatest emperor of all time, it had not provided any specific action guides or broken down task items.
But in fact, the system has pointed out a clear direction for her next task action through these unlocked reward items.
As long as she could get through the heavy snowstorm in a few days, her newly acquired points would be enough to help her survive the winter.
When spring comes to the earth, it is time for her to pick up her hoe and go to the fields to plant crops.
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"This winter is exceptionally cold."
If it were seven or eight days ago, when the people from Yucheng, Qingcheng and other places in Xiguan County met, almost everyone would say this when greeting each other.
After the first snow of winter fell like goose feathers for three days and three nights, anxiety and panic became more and more apparent on everyone's face.
When people have difficulty meeting each other, they don't even dare to bring up the topic of the weather.
The Snow God punishes the White Dragon and the White Dragon turns over.
This winter, I am afraid that countless people will be taken away by the white dragon.
On the fourth day, the heavy snow still did not stop, but the temperature was getting colder day by day.
Fuyu Changqing was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, using the shovel in his hand as support, and walked onto the streets of Qingcheng step by step on the frozen snow.
All within the field of vision was white and gray.
All over Qingcheng, the snow on the walls and the ground was five or six feet thick. Looking from the crumbling gate tower of Qingcheng, the flat land outside the city was already covered in white.
Who can tell where the plain is, where the field is, and where the road is?
She knew that this was just the beginning, as the winter in Xiguan lasted for a long three months.
“Chief!”
Some of the clansmen who lived next to her house had gone out in the wind and snow, and were calling her from more than ten feet away.
The wind was strong and the snow was heavy. Fu Yu Changqing looked over and vaguely saw him opening his mouth wide and shouting at her, but she couldn't make out anything clearly.
The man also knew that talking like this was not working, so he gave up shouting in vain.
He looked at the distance between himself and Fu Yu Changqing, simply threw down the shovel in his hand, lay down on the ground, and rolled towards Fu Yu Changqing, one foot at a time.
After exhausting all his strength, he finally reached Fu Yu Chang Qing. Fu Yu Gu stood up, not even bothering to brush off the snow foam on his body and head, and said anxiously: "Chief, this snow is too unusual! I'm afraid something big is going to happen!"
He took the shovel in his hand and shoveled hard into the snow, and the entire iron head of the shovel was submerged in the snow.
However, both Fu Yu Changqing and he clearly heard the sound of "Dang".
That was the sound made by the shovel head hitting something hard.
"Everything underneath the snow has frozen solid!" Fu Yu Gu said.
Fu Yu Changqing certainly understood this. From the first day of heavy snowfall, she organized a routine snow shoveling activity among the clansmen in Qingcheng, just like in previous years.
However, the facts of the following few days told them that even if the entire clan and the people of the entire city were mobilized and obeyed the clan leader's command without stopping, they shoveled snow from their own homes and shoveled snow on the main roads of Qingcheng.
But in just the time it took to eat a meal, a layer of new snow, deep enough to cover their ankles, had accumulated in the areas they had shoveled.
Not to mention, when people slept for a night and opened the door of their house, they saw that the snow had piled up more than a foot deep overnight, and they were left with only fatigue and despair.
Therefore, until today, the Qingcheng Fuyu clan's snow removal activities this year have not been able to go beyond the boundaries of each household.
None of the roads in the city were cleaned in time. As shown in Fuyu Valley at this moment, the bottom layer was frozen solid.
Fu Yu Changqing said, "Snow removal cannot stop. We'll have to find a way to tell every household that starting today, everyone over the age of twelve, regardless of gender, will be assigned a person to work in shifts day and night, clearing snow in separate areas."
"OK!"
Fuyu Valley Road, this is the only way for now. The heavy snow shows no sign of stopping. Relying solely on daytime snow removal is completely inadequate. Day and night shifts are imperative.
However, the effect is also unpredictable...
“Boom—”
Suddenly, a loud noise was heard in the distance. Fu Yu Chang Qing and Fu Yu Gu were both startled and looked towards the source of the sound.
"What's that sound?"
"What happened again!?"
Many other Qingcheng residents who were shoveling snow outdoors also heard the deafening sound. They all stopped shoveling snow and looked for the source of the sound in panic.
Soon, everyone found out.
Where Qingcheng's north gate once stood, a blank space now remained. The gate, constructed of wooden beams and a mixture of loess and mud, had finally succumbed to the ravages of days of heavy snowfall. The gatehouse collapsed, its beams snapped, and it lay in the white snow.
Today, the bare north gate of Qingcheng is no longer obstructed by anything.
Not surprisingly, people saw the grayish white that was farther and more endless, and the sky and the earth had long lost their boundaries.
"Oh my God!"
Someone couldn't help but exclaim.
And this person was the first one whose house was broken into by the young marquis of Xiguan with hundreds of soldiers.
He couldn't help but look back at his house which was still safe and sound, and a sense of relief that he had survived the disaster came over him.
At this time, their two children, completely unaware of the heavy snow that the adults were deeply worried about, were gathered together and playing in the snow in the yard.
What we are playing with is the snow flowing slowly down from the two bamboo tubes on both sides of the roof.
Back then, when that evil marquis came to their house to forcibly demolish the roof, the people he brought with him once said that this thing was called a "bamboo tube snow guide rail."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take another look at the double-sloping roof after it was rebuilt by the young Marquis of Xiguan. As soon as he entered the room, he could see the sturdy and strong wooden beam support frame covered with mud tiles.
If it weren't for these, could his house's original thatched roof be as solid as the Qingcheng city gate tower?
At least this city gate tower still has wooden beams!
However, the structure of the wooden beams is completely different from the Wei-type wooden beams in their house, and there are not even those real iron rivets for reinforcement!
Men simply can't imagine, if...
If it weren't for that evil marquis's nonsense, my house would have been in ruins worse than the city gate tower a day or two earlier!
Where would I be, grunting and clearing the snow, and where would the children be, playing with the snow drifts?
Fuyu Changqing and Fuyu Gu, or perhaps more people, had almost the same idea at this time.
Everyone couldn't help but look at their own houses behind them, and sincerely felt fortunate that in such a snowy climate, they still had a safe home.
Even when you are extremely tired, you can still return to your own little house, lock the door, light a fire in the stove, warm yourself up, and cook a pot of hot rice and hot soup...
Oh yes, a stove and hot meals.
With the snow falling so heavily, I’m afraid their stove fire and hot meals won’t last much longer.
Worry crossed the man's face once again. They didn't have much time to celebrate their survival. He took a breath, spat twice on the palm of his hand holding the shovel, and began swinging vigorously again.
Fu Yu Changqing did not say anything. Fu Yu Gu was one of the main decision-makers of the Fu Yu clan, so he certainly knew what their clan leader was thinking.
He sighed and said, "Clan leader, no matter how much the young Marquis of Xiguan bullied others at the time, judging from the result alone, he did a great thing."
Fu Yu Changqing said a little later, "You're right."
"However, we are not ready to lament for now. First, follow my instructions and notify each household to take turns clearing the snow day and night."
"become!"
Fu Yu Gu responded and walked away again, rolling a little at a time.
Fuyu Changqing also used a shovel to plow the snow. When she reached the gate of her house, she called out, "Qing'er!"
His seven-year-old nephew, Fu Yuqing, was in the courtyard, also holding a shorter shovel, shoveling snowflakes. When he heard Fu Yuchangqing's voice, he stopped and asked, "What's wrong, aunt?"
"Come on, take your shovel with you, and your aunt will take you to clear the snow for the tribesmen." Fu Yu Changqing said.
Fu Yuqing was already used to his aunt asking him to do clan affairs, so he immediately responded cheerfully, "I'm coming!"
He followed the only pedestrian-friendly path in the yard, turned to the warehouse next to the main house, opened the wooden door of the warehouse, and prepared to change to a larger shovel.
Fu Yu Changqing, who had been watching him, now looked into the warehouse through the open wooden door.
In the corner of the warehouse, there were several yellow-brown woven sacks piled up.
These were the sacks of things that Du Hui and Fu Mingyi, the professors from Xiguan Hou Mansion, had forced her to leave behind when they came to Qingcheng a few days ago, after she sternly rejected their inexplicable requests to organize craftsmen to produce all sorts of random goods.
What's inside are a few bags of coarse salt granules that have not been processed yet.
What did Du Hui, the professor at the Marquis' Mansion, say at that time?
He said: "If you encounter frozen snow that cannot be removed, sprinkle these coarse salt grains into the frozen snow layer, and try again after half an hour."
Fu Yu Changqing tilted his head and shifted his gaze away from the sacks.
After a moment, he turned back again.
Finally, she put the shovel in her hand aside and called out to the neighboring clansmen across the wall.
A moment later, the snow on the wall separating Fuyu Changqing's house from the neighboring houses began to shake, and snowflakes fell to the foot of the wall with a rumble, melting into the snow on the ground.
The man from the Linhu family poked his head out from the semicircular snow cave and said, "Chief, you called me?"
"right."
Fu Yu Changqing said, "Please come to my house and help me carry a few bags of things out."
"Okay! I'll be right there!"
As the tribesman spoke, he swung the shovel and poked the snow off the top of the wall until he had created a space that was big enough for him to roll over and get in.
Fu Yu Changqing took him to the door of his warehouse and said to him, "These are the bags of coarse salt. Let's carry them to the street outside. When the soft snow on the surface is almost cleared, we can sprinkle the salt on top."
An hour later, amid the exclamations of the tribesmen.
Fu Yu Changqing saw with his own eyes that the frozen snow sprinkled with salt was melted little by little into tiny holes. The frozen snow, which was originally so cold and hard that it hurt the hands holding the shovel, could be rammed in with a shovel with just a little force, and then lifted up with force, and the layer of frozen snow was removed.
“It really works!”
"The clan leader still has a solution!"
"Quick, how much salt do we have left in our tribe? Collect it all. It will be very useful!"
Even though this little bit of broken snow was just a small achievement, the tribesmen were still greatly encouraged.
However, only Fuyu Changqing could no longer smile the moment he saw the snow melting.
She thought back to the day when Du Hui and Fu Mingyi had earnestly urged her to once again mobilize the entire Fuyu clan to make those so-called "human-powered snow barrels," "human-powered snow sleds," "honeycomb snow tents," "copper [net] fishing gear for fishing under the ice," and "ox-powered ice-chiselers."
The first time, she was forced to cooperate by the young marquis of Xiguan with his troops.
For the sake of her own people, she had to retreat.
At that time, Du and Fu no longer had those armored soldiers by their side, and they still wanted to lure her clansmen to surround the Xiguan Marquis Mansion. Not only did they want them to contribute labor, but they also wanted them to buy wiring and iron and wood materials for their Xiguan Marquis Mansion. How could Fu Yu Changqing agree?
Now, the wasteland is covered with snow.
She didn't need to see it to imagine it.
The Xisai Lake where the people of Xiguan, including those in Qingcheng, fish and hunt every winter will be covered under such deep and thick frozen snow and ice for the entire winter.
No one could enter or exit Qiansongling smoothly under such heavy snow.
If she had not rejected the two of them at the beginning.
Now, in addition to the shovels in their hands, the people of Qingcheng also have snow buckets to remove snow and transport the snow surface?
When the already limited firewood and food are about to run out, can we take a snow sled, rush to Xisai Lake, break through the frozen lake surface, and net out the fish to fill our stomachs from more than ten feet below the lake water?
Is it possible to have a sled that can be loaded with goods, so that we can go to the forest outside the city to collect more firewood and burn more charcoal for heating?
Isn’t it?
The snow never stops.
On the fifth day, Wang Yanpeng, the newly appointed Xiguan governor who had been in school for many days, could no longer sit still.
Early that morning, they hurriedly gathered two or three officials from the governor's office who had come in the snow, as well as dozens of soldiers, and reluctantly held a snow sacrifice outside the governor's office.
They killed a sheep, sprinkled rice and wine on a large area of snow, and prayed to the Snow God to appease his anger.
Of course, this doesn't help.
Even after the snow festival, no one had ever seen the notice posted on the bulletin board outside the governor's mansion announcing the governor's achievements. An hour later, it was blown away to the white sky by the cold wind carrying heavy snowflakes.
However, Wang Yanpeng, who hid in the governor's mansion all day long, roasting hot charcoal fire, knew it very well.
There is no need to brave the cold wind and heavy snow to achieve any so-called political achievements.
Because he already knew for sure—
Even such a heavy snow that occurs rarely in decades seems to be just a test that will not kill the people of Yucheng and Xiguan County.
Xiguan County is truly a place that has been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations.
From the first day of snowfall, Wang Yanpeng was amazed by the skills and abilities they displayed in dealing with this heavy snow!
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A branch of Yansai Mountain, a hundred miles away from Yucheng.
On the main road leading east from Xiguan County that winds through the mountains, Chi Mu and his more than a thousand imperial guards have been trapped there for four days.
On the first day of heavy snowfall, Chi Mu did not find it difficult.
It was difficult for horses to walk in the snow, so Chi Mu ordered them to set up camp on the spot and continue their journey when the snow stopped.
However, that night, Chi Mu was in the tent, looking at the dark sky, which looked like a huge hole in the sky, with goose feather-like snowflakes falling endlessly.
Chi Mu immediately realized——
Something is wrong.
Sure enough, from the moment their troops stopped, they were never able to regroup and set off again.
If Chi Mu had not given the order that night, the guards would have abandoned the carriages, led the horses off the main road, waded through the snow to the leeward side of the mountains, and urgently moved the camp there.
I'm afraid that the entire guard he brought with him would be covered under several feet of snow at this time.
The food, fodder and water carried during the march can only last for two to three days at most, but the more serious problem is.
This morning, the horses have already frozen to death one after another.
However, under such continuous heavy snow, it was difficult for them to find enough firewood to ignite for more than a thousand people.
The horses died, and they could eat their meat and drink their blood, so they would not be short of food for the time being.
But without firewood, even though these guards believed they were strong and incomparable to ordinary people, they would not be able to survive the end of the snow.
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