More than 200 people including the boss of Qingshan Village were all captured, and most of those left in the village were the old, weak, sick and disabled.
This news brought great relief to the villagers.
When the fatal danger was lifted, a group of people, led by Shen Manyun, turned to the construction of the village.
The heavy snow continued to fall and stop, often stopping for the next two or three days and then starting again, and the old thatched houses in the village began to be in danger.
After more than ten days, Shen Manyun's management of the villagers has gradually formed a system.
Some people are responsible for supervising the bandits to build houses, others are responsible for hunting in the mountains to provide abundant food, while the bodyguards brought by Cheng Daqian teach boxing and sword skills on time and on time.
More than half a month has passed, and everyone in the patrol team looks stronger due to long-term training.
Not only was the entire Shenjia Village not destroyed by the snow disaster, but it became more prosperous.
Small wooden houses surround the Shen's ancestral hall one after another. Most of the thatched houses in the village have been replaced by more stable stone houses. In the cold winter of minus 30 degrees Celsius, they built a lot of houses.
The villagers all had glowing faces and were full of energy.
——Only the more than 200 bandits headed by the leader were tortured to death.
In the small courtyard of the Shen family, Cheng Xi was instructing the cheap man who had "returned to his family" to catch pigs.
"This way, this way. Huh? How can it escape so well? It's quite good at twisting and turning."
I'm more than half a month late, so I must arrange the roasted suckling pig today!
Close the door and eat secretly.
It's still the kind that doesn't involve Xizi's uncles.
There is no way, this little wild boar is a stowaway, the kind who almost goes to heaven after eating a bite of meat.
She decided to bring it up in front of Father Cheng only after asking Shen Xingluo's opinion in a vague way.
Shen Xingluo spent a lot of energy grabbing it, and in his heart he admired the power of the orc plane.
The life of this ancient orc is more dangerous than imagined.
Hmm. As a friend, I'll give him more fabric to make clothes next time.
"There is a lot of charcoal at home. Do you want to grill it in the kitchen?"
"It's in the kitchen."
Soon Shen Xingluo had put the suckling pig skin on the grill.
Cheng Xi also prepared the seasoning for roast suckling pig.
It was a bowl of powder that looked like earth. I don't know what seasonings were used to grind it.
Shen Xingluo just glanced at it and walked over naturally without asking a single word.
"I'll do it."
"You can?"
"As you can tell, you can always do it."
He took the seasoning bowl and the small homemade brush from Cheng Xi's hand, took out two small wooden piles and placed them near the barbecue rack.
Cheng Xi raised his eyebrows and sat down opposite him.
"Cut off the third and fourth ribs first."
Shen Xingluo picked up the dagger and started without hesitation. In a short time, he had finished the preliminary work of the suckling pig.
Brush with oil, apply seasonings, marinate for flavor, and pour boiling water all over the pig body to tighten the skin and harden the meat.
Finally light the charcoal.
Turn on the roast.
This time, the person in charge changed from Shen Xingqi to Shen Xingluo. The little girl stood aside and watched with excitement.
There was a bit of regret in those dark eyes.
Alas, there is no sense of accomplishment this time.
But eating some is the greatest happiness!
The little girl has an optimistic temperament, and as soon as she thinks about it, she forgets about her previous regrets.
"Sister-in-law, how long do you need to bake this time?"
"About an hour."
Shen Xingqi glanced at her brother who was focusing on turning the suckling pig, then at Cheng Xi who was sitting opposite him, and smiled.
"I remembered that I still have a few purses to embroider. I'm going back to my room first. Please let my brother and sister-in-law watch."
After the little girl finished speaking, she ran away, leaving only two people in the kitchen.
There is also a little suckling pig that is evenly heated.
There was silence in the air. After a moment of silence, Shen Xingluo was the first to speak:
"Is there anything else you need at home?"
"I don't have anything at the moment. I prepared a lot before, so I don't lack anything."
It can be said that every aspect of food, clothing, housing and transportation has been taken into consideration. Now, Shrunk in this small mountain village, Cheng Xi felt that her mood was not as impetuous as in her previous life.
The ancients are right, you need a good environment to cultivate your moral character.
At this time, she completely forgot how much psychological damage she had caused to others when she killed everyone.
"But I haven't been very happy looking at Uncle Xizi these days. I must be worried about my relatives in the city."
"Don't worry too much."
Shen Xingluo looked at her, "It has been snowing heavily for nearly three months. After a while, It's almost spring, and as long as it's not too cold, Huaishui Pier can deliver food normally."
"You mean, the snow disaster is about to pass?"
His black eyes flashed slightly, "After the snow disaster, the danger Lin'an Mansion has to face is just now. Let's start."
Cheng Xi's mind was sharp, and after a moment of silence, he thought of what might happen after the disaster.
This is ancient times, not a modern society with developed transportation and abundant materials.
And here, the aftermath of the disaster is also a test for the people.
In a sense, it may be even more cruel!
"Dad said that we met many victims fleeing from the north along the way. Their first stop should be the rich Lin'an Prefecture."
And tens of thousands of victims gathering together will inevitably cause trouble.
If the people in power in Lin'an Mansion knew better, it would be easier to settle the victims. But if
Cheng Xi thought of Zhou Xuzhi and Sun Xiaorong's reminder at that time, he would feel that things would not be that simple.
Shen Xingluo saw the change in her expression and reminded her in time.
"Zhuang Kun is not just the third boss of Qingshan Village, he is also a member of Zhou Lesong, the prefect of Lin'an."
"What?"
The prefect colluded with the bandits?
No, it should be that Qingshan Village is completely in the hands of the prefect and is a sharp weapon for him!
After all, Zhuang Kun's brain is much easier to use than the big boss, and he can use his words to make Qingshan Village work for him.
Cheng Xi was stunned.
"What did Zhou Lesong ask Zhuang Kun to do?"
She finally knew why Zhuang Kun was so disheartened after meeting Shen Xingluo. It was because he had tricked him!
I guess I have already fully explained what I did!
Cheng Xi's guess was quickly verified - Shen Xingluo handed her pieces of folded rice paper, with Zhou Lesong's crimes densely written on them.
It was Zhuang Kun's handiwork.
There is also his signature on the lower left.
This is a confession and a reminder for Zhou Lesong.
"Robbing money and eradicating dissidents, this Zhou Lesong is a ruthless person."
Cheng Xi really didn't expect a prefect to be able to do this. "The confession alone cannot take down Zhou Lesong. Zhuang Kun mentioned in it Where are the letters?"
"In Qingshan Village."
Shen Xingluo looked at the rice paper filled with writing, "I plan to go to Qingshan Village and get these letters."
By then, moving to Zhou Lesong will be easy.
"You really should go there."
Cheng Xi folded the rice paper and returned it to him, "I'll go with you."
Now most of the bandits and Zhuang Kun in Qingshan Village are in Shenjia Village. Once the snow disaster is over, the gate of Lin'an Prefecture is If it is opened, then the crisis belonging to Shenjia Village will come!
Maybe it will be a disaster of genocide!