The child, clearly trembling with fear, even gagging, yet still forcing himself to maintain authority;
Little did he know, by now, not many people cared whether he had authority.
It can only be said,
as a re ant beneath the sky,
is anyone's life truly easier than another's?
Looking around,
Zheng Fan placed his right hand on his waist,
and for the first ti truly felt the real "chill" behind the words "the sunset is like blood, and the landscape is like a painting."
"Tired?"
Tian Wujing asked.
Zheng Fan shook his head,
and said:
"Not tired."
Then,
Zheng Fan added:
"But I'd like to take a bath."
...
Five days after the massacre at Jade Plate City, Zheng Fan encountered the migration team from Shengle by the Wang River.
The team was so large, it even alard the nearby garrison.
Within this migration team, five thousand Shengle soldiers were imdiately enveloped.
The common folk, dragging along their families, with horse carts, ox carts, and wheelbarrows, the whole family, young and old alike, participated, the total number migrating was estimated to reach two hundred thousand.
Bear in mind, the normal resident population of Shengle City, excluding the military, was around thirty thousand.
When the news arrived, Zheng Fan was drinking with Li Fusheng inside the military tent.
So, when the scout reported back to check the situation, Li Fusheng was right next to Zheng Fan.
Seeing such a massive scale of a team, Li Fusheng couldn't help but pat his forehead, sighing:
"Damn, whoever succeeds you, they'll cry themselves to death."
Indeed,
when the next happy-go-lucky successor of Shengle City brings their entourage and followers to their new post,
what they might see of Shengle City,
could only be the city walls left.
Even the city gates have been dismantled by the common folk to make carts for transporting goods.
No exaggeration to say,
the sky above Shengle City should be three feet higher than elsewhere!
However, it was impossible for Lord Zheng to pity his successor; the departing of Green Willow Fortress already left so benefits for the successor, this ti, it's impossible to let others reap his own rewards.
Nevertheless, such a large-scale migration,
was indeed sowhat overly exaggerated,
a team made up of flowing people and bandits has never been this grand.
By dusk, Siniang had crossed the river first, she was responsible for leading at the front, while the blind one and A Ming took charge of the rear.
The three Mo Wan, like shepherds herding goats, organized these mainly civilian teams well, moving orderly towards their destination.
"My lord."
Siniang, wearing a purple long robe, despite the simple attire, her stunning grace was hard to conceal.
When she entered the military camp where Zheng Fan was, she imdiately attracted the attention of a large crowd of Yan Army soldiers around.
After three years of service, a sow could outshine Diaochan;
most of these soldiers were executing the siege mission under Jade Plate City, and due to the war with the wild people and Chu people, there had long been no sign of humanity here, and no madams dared to bring their brothel business here, so these soldiers were really suffering.
But when they saw Zheng Fan step forward and take the hand of that beautiful woman, the crowd imdiately averted their gaze, almost silently reciting the heart sutra to expel wicked thoughts.
Firstly due to Zheng Fan's status, secondly his reputation, and thirdly during the recent prisoner execution, regardless of whether it was under Prince Jingnan's command, he was the first to raise the knife and give the order, indeed, he was Lord Pingye.
With these three factors combined, Zheng Fan's status within the eastern expedition army had already taken on a "one below none" taste, naturally, no one dared to act out in front of him.
Because Prince Jingnan knew Siniang was his woman, so Lord Zheng did not bother to hide it, directly pulling Siniang into his tent.
"Co, wash your face."
Zheng Fan actively helped Siniang lift the basin, which contained hot water.
"Thank you, my lord."
Siniang started washing her face.
She was actually without makeup, so washed off the dust from the road swiftly, with so strands of wet hair accentuating, Siniang beca even more enchanting.
Zheng Fan involuntarily swallowed several tis.
"My lord."
Siniang called softly, then leaned half her body on Zheng Fan, one hand wrapped around Zheng Fan's neck, while the other caressed his right cheek,
and said:
"I missed you terribly."
Zheng Fan embraced Siniang, and said:
"I missed you too."
"So where does my lord miss ?"
"Everywhere."
When he brought Siniang in, this ti the Shengle military guards he brought along logically spread out and expanded the defense periter, staying away from the tent.
"Whew......…"
Zheng Fan leaned against the rug bed, his nasal sound slightly trembling.
All the worries,
all the troubles,
all the concerns, and the cautiousness,
at this mont,
all vanished into thin air.
So, the next ti going on an expedition, definitely cannot leave Siniang behind, in case he gets lost in madness again, Siniang might be much more effective than Mo Wan.
Siniang then rose, washed her hands anew, and returned;
Sitting down leaning against Zheng Fan, both hands rubbing on Zheng Fan's chest.
"My lord, this ti the blind one tricked quite a few people into coming along...…."
After taking care of business,
it was ti to start talking about trivial matters to cultivate the mood.
Siniang told Zheng Fan about the actions at Shengle City after A Ming sent back the ssage;
The blind one not only persuaded Shengle and a big batch of nearby folks to pack up their families and headcount towards the goal of delivering grain and taking silver rewards alongside the team but also continued to promote the beauty of Snow Sea Pass along the way.
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