The class who helped Feng Yuheng take care of the injured didn't like to listen to this. He stood up and replied casually: "I believe it if I just hit you Qianzhou Capital?"

The people of Bincheng are more fierce than the northern border, and they are also naturally. The battle of tens of thousands of deaths did not cause them much panic. Feng Yuheng had noticed that when the army began to set up camp, people had already walked out of their homes and looked at the scenes on the street curiously.

The soldiers of Dashun had already received the order of Xuantianming Army, attacked Qianzhou, became enemies with the army, and became enemies of the Feng family, but they were not allowed to hurt innocent people at will. Therefore, the soldiers not only did not hurt these people who came out to watch the fun, but also greeted them enthusiastically.

In this way, the people of Qianzhou are even more arrogant and majestic than General Dashun. Occasionally, there are people passing by carrying large beasts caught from the snow-capped mountains, and they even shouted that the soldiers would make way.

At this time, people gathered around the city lord's mansion to watch the fun. They couldn't help but tell the truth, but they attracted the rebellion of the squad. They stopped doing it, and then a big man shouted loudly: "Why are you quarreling? Let's fight Bincheng and see if you give you a great man. I have never won a battle in my life, right?"

The man who first spoke to Dashun and then attacked the two cities at most also stood up with his eyebrows and said, "I don't know what is so high and the earth is so thick! I've been frostbitten as soon as I entered Bincheng, and I still hope to enter Kyoto? I said you are not happy yet. If you have the ability, go now! I'm so frightened in Bincheng, the southernmost part of Bincheng!"

When the squad left, he wanted to do something, but was stopped by Feng Yuheng. He glared at him and pulled the person behind him. She stepped forward a few steps and raised her smile and said to the people: "Thank you, brothers, for reminding us that we are not thinking about Qianzhou's coldness, so we frostbite the soldiers. The subordinates' words are not serious and there is something to offend. Please don't take it to your heart. I'll apologize to you."

She, a little girl, spoke like this, so it made the big men feel a little embarrassed. There is no such woman in Bincheng who speaks softly and can bend and stretch. The girls here all look like men, with shoulders and hands that can hold their hands. If there is a saying that they don’t fit their hearts, they can fight with men on the street. That’s a fight, not a quarrel. The women here insist that if they can do something, they don’t make a noise, so they can’t make a difference.

For the first time, men saw such a woman who looked better than Miss Qianzhou and knew medical skills. I heard that she was a princess of Qianzhou. Such a girl with status and looks like a person can still talk to such rough men like this. Even if they have reborn, they are embarrassed to continue to be rough.

The first person who spoke scratched his head and said, "It's okay, I'm a little bit."

"Yes!" Another person also said, "If you don't fight, you won't know each other! You have all entered Bincheng, so we know each other in this way."

Feng Yuheng had long heard that most people in the north had a straightforward personality and were straightforward. Now she saw that this was the case. She smiled and nodded, thanked her again, and then asked, "But I don't know how cold Kyoto is in Qianzhou?"

The people of Qianzhou naturally knew about Qianzhou's affairs. One of the men rushed to say, "Just say that! Did you see this rabbit?" He raised a big fat rabbit in his hand and showed it to Feng Yuheng, "This is what I beat in the snowy mountain in the north of the city. In Bincheng, this rabbit still needs to be beaten. On the other end of Kyoto, you can pick it up and pick it up to death if you pick it up."

"Yes!" someone echoed: "I went there once when I was young, and I almost froze to death. I really can't live in it, I can't live in it!"

Ban Zuo was strange and forgot the previous conflict and asked: "How did the Qianzhou royal family and the people of Kyoto get over it? Aren't they afraid of the cold?"

The people laughed, and an old man said to him: "If your family has lived in that place for five generations and their bloodlines have been passed down from generation to generation, you will live there from the day you are born, and you can also get over it."

Feng Yuheng understood it. This is a habit problem. People who have not lived in the cold areas naturally cannot stand such a climate. However, after several generations of people survived, their bodies have long produced natural cold-resistant voxels, which is what later generations often call genes. People who are in the deep world have better cold-resistant genes in their bodies, so they are naturally not afraid of such cold-resistant genes.

Another commoner said: "We wear cotton coats, but Kyoto and the surrounding cities are all covered with animal skins. There can be hunted there, with thick fur. The court will hold a hunt every year. The hunted beasts are skinned by special skinning masters, and then the skin makers will take them to make clothes. If such clothes are worn on them, people will be similar to wild beasts. If wild beasts can survive, they will naturally live."

People have talked about many things about Qianzhou. Feng Yuheng still speculated that the Qianzhou area should be similar to the weather in the deep Nordic areas in later generations, but Qianzhou people and Dashun people have the same words and lines, which means that the mainland section has not extended that far. In this case, the reason why there are such severe differentiation in the same continent can only explain one problem. This Qianzhou area has experienced one or several serious crust changes, which has caused a vortex of cold air, disrupting all the original vitality, and thus becoming what it is today.

She hadn't spoken for a long time, and she was so excited to talk to those people. At this time, one of the people suddenly asked tentatively: "I heard that it won't snow in Dashun? Can you see the sun?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, someone immediately continued, "I heard that your tree is green?"

People were puzzled, green trees? They had never seen that Qianzhou's trees were all bald, and no leaves grew except Jinsong. However, in the past ten years, even Jinsong had needles and large areas were frozen. These people never walked out of Beimen Pass in their lives. For them, this is the world, and there was a vast piece of white everywhere, and no grass grew. But they also knew that Dashun was excellent. Nothing grew in Qianzhou. The food they ate came from Dashunyun, and they had to exchange for a lot of silver. If they could not afford it, they could only rely on men to go into the mountains to hunt. Many people died on the way to hunt, either buried in snow or fed by wild animals.

Feng Yuheng and other thousands of people saw expectations in their eyes. She moved her mind and reached out to her sleeves. She took out a vegetable from the space that she kept for spare outside. It was just the most ordinary vegetable, but the green leaves still shocked these people.

People came up to look carefully, and some even wanted to reach out to touch, but they shrank back halfway and said self-deprecatingly: "This must be an extremely precious thing. If you break it, you can't afford to pay."

The class laughed loudly, took the vegetable from Feng Yuheng's hand, and then broke it apart one by one to everyone, saying, "This is not a valuable thing. In our Dashun, we can buy a large basket of vegetables for a few cents to cook. This is why the people living in the city spend money to buy it. When the people in the countryside and mountains go out, they planted this thing all over the ground, and it is enough to pick it for a year."

Ban Zuo is not an exaggeration at all, but it sounds like he is showing off in the ears of Qianzhou people. People don’t believe that since Dashun has such a good thing, why should he attack Qianzhou? Some people questioned: “Dashun sells grain to Qianzhou, but since there are such good and cheap dishes, why not sell them to us together? We can only eat meat every day, and it feels disgusting when smelling the meat.”

Ban Zuo curled his lips, and he didn't know who was causing hatred.

Feng Yuheng smiled bitterly and said, "I used the secret method to keep this vegetable here, but very few can be preserved. If I only rely on manpower to transport it to this place, I am afraid that these vegetables will be frozen and broken before they can be transported to the place."

People looked at the leaves of the vegetable in their hands. Indeed, there were signs of freezing at the roots. They felt a little distressed and gathered together and held them in their arms. They looked at Feng Yuheng pitifully and asked her: "Can you give it to us? We have never eaten this kind of thing in our lives."

Feng Yuheng nodded, "Yes, it's too few. I will find a way to transport more to thousands of weeks in the future."

People were very happy, and swept away the dark aura that had just been captured in Bincheng, and joy was quickly conveyed.

Feng Yuheng struck while the iron was hot, and simply told them about the changes in the year-round seasons, about spring planting and autumn harvesting, about the leaves from tender buds to green shade, to the withering and yellowing in autumn, and the heavy snow in winter that is not as raging as thousands of weeks but still beautiful.

Gradually, she successfully saw her yearning for Dashun from people's eyes, and some people could not help but express their thoughts - "Can we go to Dashun live? Since Dashun has captured Bincheng, can we also be considered Dashun people? Can you take us out of Qianzhou and live in Dashun?"

The people of Bincheng are much more practical than the northern border. They truly understand the truth of Xuan Tianming. It doesn’t matter which country a country belongs to, and who will rule a country. What is truly closely related to the people is whether this ruler can make them live a better life. They are attracted by the four seasons of Dashun described by Feng Yuheng, and wanting to follow her to Dashun is what people want.

Ban Zuo had to admire his master's ability. Just a few words, it was really more beneficial than a thousand troops.

Feng Yuheng promised people: "When we take the capital of Qianzhou, we will take you to Dashun. From now on, there is no need to take risks to hunt animals, and there is no need to face the wind and snow all day long. In our Dashun, men farm and women weave, you can grow the food and vegetables you want to eat, women can also wear good clothes, can roam the river in the summer, and can roll up their trousers and go fishing in the river. Don't worry, Dashun will give you a good life and will think you are the real people."

These people could no longer hold back and ran away cheerfully, and began to convey the good news that changed life from house to house.
Chapter completed!