Eavesdropping on Fu Bao's inner thoughts, emptying the stored grain and fleeing the famine

All eyes immediately fell on the owner of the voice, who was none other than Qi Yuan.

"What's wrong?" Lian Yijun loosened the ropes on his hands and walked towards Qi Yuan.

But Qi Yuan completely ignored him. Qi Yuan kept looking at a place not far away. When Lian Yijun walked over, he had already walked towards that corner.

Lian Yijun was a kind-hearted person and did not mind Qi Yuan's weakness. If the person at the bottom of the pit was the second son of the Lian family, they would probably have to fight first.

Lian Yijun followed Qi Yuan, and when Qi Yuan stopped, he stopped too.

Qi Yuan squatted down, wrapped his hands in his sleeves, and swept away the snow in front of him.

Just as Lian Yijun was filled with confusion, a reddish-brown warhorse suddenly appeared before him. However, it looked as if the horse was already dead.

Lian Yijun stood behind Qi Yuan, looking at the horse carcass in the snow with a pang of heartache. That horse was Lian Yijun's own mount.

It is likely that the avalanche caused the horse to panic and fall into a deep pit. The injury and the cold ultimately led to the death of this fierce horse that had fought on the battlefield in such a desolate place.

Lian Yijun walked past Qi Yuan and squatted down beside the horse. He raised his hand and stroked the horse's head, and even the seven-foot-tall man couldn't help but have tears welling up in his eyes.

"Is this your horse?" Qi Yuan's voice still betrayed no emotion.

Lian Yijun's throat tightened, and he felt that even speaking was difficult. He sighed, nodded, and remained silent.

"Even people have their darkest times, let alone horses. This is clearly a fine horse."

Even Yi-yun didn't expect that Qi Yuan, who seemed cold and indifferent, would be able to comfort people.

"Thank you," Lian Yijun said softly.

"Should we take it up with us?"

Qi Yuan seemed to understand Lian Yijun's thoughts very well. He knew that a horse was more than just livestock to its owner, especially the one in front of him.

Although Lian Yijun and his group never revealed their identities, Qi Yuan knew they must be military personnel from the moment Lian Yijun recognized the horse.

The horse in front of him was a typical warhorse. Just now, when Qi Yuan cleared away the snow, he had already seen that the horse had its mane trimmed and its tail tied, and that the horseshoes on its hooves were specially made by the Dasheng army.

Moreover, even in the army, only high-ranking generals were entitled to warhorses of this standard.

Good steeds are hard to find, and the bond between warhorses and soldiers is no less than that of sworn brothers. No one understood this better than Qi Yuan.

Therefore, although Qi Yuan could not yet determine whether Lian Yijun and the others' trip was an accident or had ulterior motives, he ultimately decided to help Lian Yijun bring the warhorse out of the pit first.

Lian Yijun did indeed have this idea, but he couldn't bring himself to say it if Qi Yuan didn't bring it up.

After all, everyone is currently facing a severe snow disaster, so who has the energy to care about a dead horse?

Even if they did intervene, they would probably just want to eat the horse.

Just as Lian Yijun was hesitating, her younger brother Lian Yicheng came down from up there.

"Why aren't you two going upstairs yet? What happened?"

Seeing that everyone at the bottom of the pit had climbed up using ropes, Lian Yicheng couldn't help but worry about his elder brother.

As Lian Yicheng approached, he noticed the red-maned steed in front of his elder brother.

"Brother, this isn't yours..."

“It’s already dead.” Lian Yijun’s tone was filled with deep sorrow. “Brother Qi asked me if I wanted to take it up with me?”

“Of course I’ll take it with me; it’s been with you for so many years.” Lian Yicheng said almost without hesitation.

Just as the three were discussing how to pull the horse up, Lian Rongrong and Lin Chuyue, out of concern, also went down the rope to the bottom of the pit.

"Why did you all come down here?" Lian Yicheng looked at Lian Rongrong with concern and scolded, "You girl, you haven't even fully recovered yet, how can you always be so careless about yourself!"

"Isn't it because I was worried about you? You and your brother haven't gone up for so long, something must have happened. My sister-in-law and I are also uneasy staying up there."

Why don't we come down and check the situation?

"What's there to worry about? What haven't my brother and I seen?"

"Good, good, you're all amazing, but my sister-in-law and I are no ordinary women either, so don't underestimate us."

"How could I dare to underestimate our two heroines?" Lian Yicheng couldn't argue with Lian Rongrong, so he had no choice but to let her have her way.

"What exactly happened? Did you find something?" Lian Rongrong asked as she walked forward.

Lin Chuyue had already arrived at her husband Lian Yijun's side, and when she saw the horse's corpse, her eyes instantly reddened.

"It's your older brother's horse." Lian Rongrong had just walked to Lin Chuyue's side when she heard her sister-in-law say in a low voice.

"We were just discussing how to get the horses up there?" Lian Yijun stroked the horse's body reluctantly, again and again.

Although Lian Rongrong could not fully empathize with Lian Yijun's feelings, she could completely understand her elder brother's emotions.

But to everyone's surprise, Lian Rongrong then said, "We can't transport it up!"

All eyes were on Lian Rongrong, and Qi Yuan, standing to the side, looked on with disdain. At this moment, he was convinced that Lian Rongrong was the kind of heartless rich girl.

However, in the next moment, Lian Rongrong's words proved that Qi Yuan was wrong.

"Brother, I know this horse is more than just a mount to you. But the more it is to you, the less we should bring it up with us."

Firstly, the weight of the horse is not something we can easily transport up there, but that's not the most important reason.

Brother, you need to understand that this is a once-in-a-century snow disaster, and none of us know how long this disaster will last.

The villagers are already lacking food and clothing. What would they do if they saw this horse?

Lian Yijun fell silent. It wasn't that he hadn't thought about it, but he still held onto a sliver of hope.

After all, they had just brought so many supplies to the villagers. People are all made of flesh and blood; surely no one would object to him wanting to bury his own horse.

“I know what you’re thinking, brother. You think that now that we have so much, no one will try to steal the horses.”

It certainly won't happen while we're here. But what about after we leave?

That was an entire village. Although the village head was a good person, he was also someone who planned ahead.

If we leave, can you guarantee the villagers won't do anything else?

Lian Yijun's eyes gradually dimmed; he knew Lian Rongrong was right.

But Lin Chuyue still held onto a sliver of hope because she felt sorry for her husband: "I think the villagers here are very simple and honest."

“Sister-in-law, human nature…” Lian Rongrong sighed and continued, “It’s unbearable to look at.”

As soon as Lian Rongrong finished speaking, Qi Yuan's eyes suddenly changed from disgust to shock.

He sized up the slightly thin woman in front of him and thought to himself: This girl looks to be under twenty, how can she be so insightful?

While Qi Yuan was still observing, Lian Rongrong continued speaking:

"Let's bury the horse here. With the sky as its roof and the earth as its dwelling, isn't that a gift from heaven?"

Perhaps this secluded place is what it prefers!

Lian Rongrong's words of advice made Lian Yijun feel much better, but at the same time they attracted Qi Yuan's attention even more.