Author: Sanyang Tailai

In the northeast, Ziheng was wearing a thick cloak. He walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The snow under his feet was too deep. If he lost his balance, he would fall. Ziheng's body was already stained with a lot of snow.

Ziheng inhaled the cold air and felt extremely uncomfortable in his chest. He was only thankful that the leather boots on his feet kept him warm. Ziheng looked up at the soldiers in front. Each soldier carried a bag of grain on his back, a total of two hundred people.

It's not that Ziheng doesn't want to mobilize more soldiers, but it's too cold in the Northeast and he has to consider the soldiers. Now he can only make two hundred leather clothes and boots to protect them from the cold.

Even with enough warm leather clothing, the soldier's face still suffered from frostbite. The cold wind from the northeast was like a knife, and it was too painful to blow on his face.

This was not the first time that Ziheng had delivered food with the team. Today they walked a little far. It was almost dark before they saw the village. A path for people to walk was cleared at the entrance of the village. Ziheng stood at the entrance of the village and observed that the living people in this village

Quite a few.

Ziheng did not go door-to-door with the soldiers to deliver food. He was too tired and sat on the ground unwilling to get up.

Jiao Huwei was worried about his eldest son, "I can't go back tonight. I can only rest in the village. You can't take a medicinal bath. You will suffer the consequences tomorrow."

Zi Heng just felt that his legs were no longer his own, and it was too strenuous to move around in the snow. "I'll just rest for a night."

He couldn't help but laugh again. He felt that he was extremely powerful. Not only could he fight to the death to defend the city, but he could also personally deliver food to the people. Grandpa must be proud of him.

However, after being happy for a while, a soldier hurried back to report the situation in the village.

Zi Heng's face suddenly darkened, "Damn it."

In anger, Zi Heng was no longer tired. He strode towards the village with a cold face, holding the knife in his hand tightly with one hand, as if he was ready to cut someone at any time.

When Ziheng arrived, a woman hugged her little clothes and cried over and over again, "I heard the child cry, I really heard it."

In the yard, two men were pinned down in the snow by soldiers. One was in his fifties or sixties, and the other was in his thirties. The two kept begging for mercy, saying that the child had died at birth.

After hearing this, the woman went crazy and got up and bit the man who spoke. The man wailed and begged for mercy, but the woman would not let go.

Zi Heng called the old woman to deliver the baby. The old woman looked away at first, but then with a knife in front of her eyes, the old woman told the truth that the baby was born with energy, and she didn't know what happened next.

Jiao Wewei had already pulled away from the woman. The woman was not young. Too many children had died in the past few years. She finally had another child, but the child died.

The man in his thirties muttered, "Daughter-in-law, listen to me, there will be children, there will be children, there will definitely be sons, the family cannot be cut off."

Zi Heng frowned. After a while, the soldier who was looking for the child's body came back. The soldier's face was very ugly because he found nothing. This meant that the child's body was either eaten by wild animals or picked up by someone.

As the soldier finished speaking, Ziheng looked at all the villagers present.

He closed his eyes. In troubled times, he had no choice but to eat people. Now that there is relief food, there are still people like this, that is, they are beasts in human skin.

Zi Heng said coldly: "Check it for me, I won't tolerate it."

When my uncle recaptured the northeastern states, he sent people from village to village to publicize the law, focusing on the prohibition of cannibalism.

Zi Heng's heart sank a little bit. Some people were forced to have no choice but others were used to it. Such people could no longer be called human beings.

The village is not big, and it is difficult to hide secrets. The slightest movement will be noticed by the neighbors.

Soon an honest man knelt down in the yard. The man had an honest face. He was scared to death. He said harshly: "The villain didn't kill anyone."

The people's eyes widened, and they were very surprised to find the person. A few men took two steps back in fear. They remembered that the man often gave wild fruits to the children at home, and the more they thought about it, the colder their backs became.

The woman screamed and fainted. The woman's husband also had red eyes. He wanted his son to be real but he buried the child, "Beast."

Zi Heng's face became even colder, and the two of them waved to the soldiers. The honest man wanted to beg for mercy, but unfortunately his head had already fallen to the ground.

Although the world has been unified, there are still many problems in each state, and there is zero tolerance for some things. While shocking, it also teaches the people what human nature is.

The people in the village were so frightened that they did not dare to look into the adults' cold eyes.

Zi Heng did not regret the killing, because the man just now had no regrets and allowed him to continue living without knowing who became the victim.

When Ziheng returned to Fucheng, he wrote an article about what human nature is. He finished the article and sent it back to the south.

There are no newspapers in the north now. Ziheng misses the newspapers in the southern states. He can know the affairs of each state by reading the newspapers every day.

When Yang Xixuan saw Zi Heng's article, he said to Wan Ning: "The situation Zi Heng mentioned is also happening in other northern states."

Wan Ning's stomach churned, "There is obviously relief food."

Yang Xixuan sneered, "Some people can no longer be called human beings."

Even if the northern states are controlled by soldiers, the number of soldiers is limited, and some people are hidden, so it is difficult for the soldiers to take care of them.

Wan Ning's eyes were full of disgust, "Damn it."

Yang Xixuan, "You do deserve to die, so as Ziheng said, there are some things that cannot be tolerated."

Wan Ning read Zi Heng's article again and said, "Zi Heng is both civil and military. Alas, such a good son doesn't know who to marry."

Yang Xixuan touched his nose. Recently, many ministers had asked him for information. His sister was annoyed and finally tricked him, saying that he was guarding Ziheng's marriage.

However, Yang Xixuan raised her chin proudly, "There is no girl worthy of Zi Heng yet."

Wan Ning was speechless, "Your demands are too high."

She knew a lot of good girls, and she paid special attention to them for Zi Heng!

Yang Xixuan raised his eyebrows. His nephew was the best, so he naturally wanted the best girl.

As Zi Heng's article was published in the newspaper, he, who was already a highly topical subject, once again became the subject of discussion by the court ministers. The prince of Zhou's political achievements in the north were outstanding. It was true that the military could fight and the civil servants could stabilize the party. The key point was the prince of Zhou.

Not engaged yet.

Yang Xi and his wife hid early, leaving Yang Xixuan to face the jealous ministers, "."

Yang Xixuan couldn't stand this feeling of having one son and a hundred families begging for him!

The end of the ninth year of troubled times is approaching, which means the beginning of a new year. The unification of the country and the country has ended the troubled times. This year's New Year is of great significance.

Merchants from the south rushed to the north to transport many new year's goods, red lanterns, red paper, memorial candles, etc. in time for the New Year.

The New Year is full of flavor in the north and the south. It is the first stable New Year in the north in the nine years of chaos. Even if the people in the north have little money, in order to have a good sign, every household will use their saved copper coins to buy new year goods, even if they have a pair of couplets.

In a time when someone dies in every household, many details of filial piety are ignored, and people want a good omen.

After nine years of troubled times, the people are eager for a new beginning.

People in the north don't have much money to buy new year's goods, but people in the south have a better life. While every family buys new year's goods, they also like to go to temples to pray for Yang Xixuan.

Yang Xi and his wife also went to the temple a few years ago and saw everything. The people prayed for Xixuan's long life. They also prayed for Juanjuan, hoping that Juanjuan could love the people as much as Xixuan does.
Chapter completed!