My treasure bowl connects the past and present; I've won everything on my journey into exile.

Qian Zhengchang sneered, "What danger can a snowball, no matter how big, cause?"

He wouldn't be thinking of solving the avalanche crisis in this area with just a snowball like this, would he?

joke!

Qian Zhengchang was about to make a sarcastic remark when, just as the snowball rolled down, it made a rumbling sound.

The earth seemed to tremble.

The snow on the mountaintop also slid off.

Qian Zhengchang didn't wipe himself off, and his body slid down with the snow.

This terrified him, and he reached out to try to stop himself from sliding down, but to no avail. His body continued to slide uncontrollably down the snow.

It’s over.

Are we going to be buried alive in the snow?

Especially when he saw the vast expanse of snow rushing down like a flood, Qian Zhengchang, whose body was uncontrollably sliding downwards, looked utterly desperate.

His life is over!

Just when he thought he was about to be swallowed up by the snow, his hand was suddenly grabbed and his body stopped sliding down.

He looked up sharply.

It's Xu Wuyan!

Qian Zhengchang looked at Xu Wuyan with a complicated expression.

Xu Wuyan was clinging upside down to a crooked tree, his hands gripping Qian Zhengchang's hands with difficulty, gritting his teeth:

"Bear with me."

Once the snow on the mountaintop stopped falling and it was safe, Xu Wuyan finally released his grip.

After letting out a sigh of relief, he jumped up.

Then his eyes fell on the snowball rolling downhill.

The snowball rolled very fast, and all the snow fell with it. The more it rolled, the bigger it became, like a huge thing.

Xu Pinggui and the others were horrified.

Such a large snowball would likely kill anyone who got caught in it.

Qian Zhengchang, who was lying on the spot panting, also saw this scene and gasped.

He wasn't caught just now, but he probably would have been swept into this snowball and faced a near-death experience.

A near-death experience...

Qian Zhengchang's eyes lit up; now was the opportunity.

I'm sorry.

With a determined heart, Qian Zhengchang stretched out his leg and swept it horizontally towards Xu Wuyan.

But the feeling of disappointment startled him.

Upon closer inspection, they saw that Xu Wuyan had already leaped onto a protruding rock to the side.

And he was looking at me coldly.

Feeling guilty, Qian Zhengchang awkwardly turned his head away, avoiding eye contact with Xu Wuyan.

Xu Wuyan ignored Qian Zhengchang and leaped back to Xu Pinggui and the others.

Watching the large snowball roll down the mountainside, continuing to roll down the slope ahead, it finally melted into a pile of snow with a thud and remained motionless.

"Get off the mountain!"

Xu Wuyan led Xu Pinggui and the others quickly down the mountain.

As for Qian Zhengchang, a cold glint flashed in Xu Wuyan's eyes.

I didn't want to save him just now.

But if he dies like this, Old Wei will probably cause trouble for me.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Old Wei greeted them with a beaming smile:

"Your Highness, you are indeed a scholar; your ideas are truly effective."

With this roll, the snow on the mountain became less of a threat, and the fall also carried away some of the snow on the road, reducing everyone's workload.

Xu Wuyan remained calm. "Lord Wei, please just call me Xu Wuyan. From the moment I was sentenced to exile, the title of Prince Anping has been gone."

"Work!"

After saying that, he led Xu Pinggui and others to join the snow-clearing team.

Old Wei was in a good mood, raising an eyebrow.

A smart person.

Seeing Qian Zhengchang come down the mountain in a disheveled state, he chuckled:

"Qian Zhengchang, what happened to you? Why do you look so disheveled?"

Don't tell me you almost got buried in the snow.

Qian Zhengchang looked embarrassed, but he quickly straightened his face and said, "No, I just tripped and fell."

"It's good that you're alright!" Old Wei smiled as he looked at the people clearing snow from the road, and cracked his whip:

"Hurry up, haven't you eaten yet?"

……

The next day, the snowstorm subsided slightly.

As soon as Lao Wei got up, he started cursing and urging them to set off.

Why not leave when the wind and snow are light? Are we supposed to wait until the wind and snow are heavy before leaving?

No one had any objections.

It's cold to stay in the dilapidated temple, and it's cold to walk away.

Therefore, we can only move forward.

Keep walking, maybe the next place to stay will be better.

However, just before departure, some minor issues arose on the Han family's side.

Without the carriage and with Han Yushu injured, the Han family made a huge fuss.

But when Lao Wei took action, no one dared to utter a word.

The team finally set off again.

This time, Lin Mo was smarter.

Before setting off, they took some charcoal and put it into the broken pot they had collected, then loaded it onto the carriage.

The cold carriage instantly warmed up thanks to the charcoal fire.

Walking in the snow is slow not only for people but also for horse-drawn carriages.

To lighten the weight of the carriage, several women, Lin Shuo, and Xu Dapeng sat inside, with Xu Dapeng driving.

Lin Shuo was originally going to get off and walk with them.

But Xu Wuyan refused.

He's still a child; one more won't make a big difference.

Everyone walked forward with their heads down, braving the wind and snow, their faces heavy. No one spoke, nor did they have the desire to.

Talking will drain their energy.

People in the group would occasionally fall down, but they would quickly get up from the ground.

Lin Mo kept an eye on the situation outside. When she passed the section of road they had cleared the day before, she made a point of glancing up the mountain.

Yesterday, Xu Wuyan and his group made a great commotion; even the women in the dilapidated temple were startled by the noise.

Now that I see it, I understand why Xu Wuyan made such a show of force.

Xu Wuyan is a smart man.

This mountain is full of strange rocks and has few trees.

When there is a lot of snow on the mountain, avalanches are very likely to occur.

With so many people passing by, plus the horse-drawn carriages, any significant disturbance could easily trigger an avalanche.

Looking at the light snow falling from the sky, Lin Mo knew that the snow would stop soon.

Lin Mo warmed a bottle of wine in a wine bottle and then put it in a wine bag.

"Xu Wuyan".

Seeing him looking at her, Lin Mo tossed the wine flask containing the hot wine to him:

"It's hot, have a few sips to warm your body."

Xu Wuyan paused for a moment, then nodded, "Okay!"

He opened the lid, and the warm, spicy liquor flowed down his throat, instantly warming his cold body.

This wine...

It seems to be tribute wine.

Xu Wuyan shook his head, realizing he was overthinking things.

How could it be tribute wine?

He took another sip and then handed it to Xu Ping'an and the others, so that they could also have a sip to warm themselves up.

With these few sips of hot wine, the Xu family members walked much more easily than the others.

During the lunch break, everyone, who were extremely hungry and tired, took out their food and quickly started eating.

But Lin Mo wasn't in a hurry to eat.

Instead, they set up a fire and boiled water.

After the water was boiled, they took out the rice balls they had made the night before and ate them slowly with the boiled water.

In this kind of weather, a sip of hot water makes one feel much more comfortable.

After Lin Mo had eaten and drunk her fill, she and her mother went to find a place to relieve themselves.

Just as she left, Grandpa Han arrived.

As soon as he arrived, Old Master Han's eyes reddened.

"Would you like some hot water?" Xu Wuyan asked distantly.

Seeing him nod, Xu Wuyan poured him a bowl.

After drinking the hot water, Grandpa Han finally felt much warmer.

One has to admire the Xu family; even when they were in dire straits, they still managed to live a good life.

Setting down his bowl, Old Master Han looked at Xu Wuyan:

"Wu Yan, do you still acknowledge me as your maternal grandfather?"

Xu Wuyan lowered his head slightly, "You are my mother's father, so naturally you are my maternal grandfather."

His answer was ambiguous.

Old Master Han was anxious and, disregarding the ambiguity in his words, quickly spoke up:

"Wu Yan, I see that no one is riding in your carriages."

Your maternal grandfather is an old man with frail bones; he can't stand the cold and can't walk more than a few steps.

"So, may I bring a few of your cousins ​​along for a carriage ride?"

After saying that, he pressed his hands on various parts of his body, saying that this hurt and that hurt.

Xu Wuyan looked up and shook his head at him:

"Grandpa, you can't."

"We are, after all, two different families, and this carriage isn't empty."

The horses couldn't pull so many people in the snow, so we took turns riding.

After all, if the horse gets too tired, we'll have to walk the rest of the way.

Old Master Han's face immediately darkened.

He didn't expect that even after he asked in person, the other man would still refuse to give him the carriage.

"So, you just want to watch your grandfather freeze to death and die from exhaustion in this freezing weather?"

"No!" Xu Wuyan shook his head.

"Since you don't know how, then you should give up the carriage." Old Master Han said decisively, leaving Xu Wuyan no room to refuse:

"I'll have your cousin and the others come over right away."

Xu Wuyan shook his head, "Grandfather, you'd better not bother them with coming here."

I won't give you this carriage.

Seeing the anger on Old Master Han's face, Xu Wuyan continued:

“Grandfather, if you are tired, you can have your son carry you, or have a guard from the Han family carry you. Elders from other families who don’t have carriages are carried by their sons or servants.”

I think my three uncles are no less filial than others, and they should be willing to carry you on their backs.

Old Master Han was so angry he felt like he was going to vomit blood, his eyes wide open:

"evil creature!

You unfilial son, you give the carriage to a few servants but not to your maternal grandfather.

"Good, very good, you are truly filial."

"Grandfather, please forgive me, I cannot compete with my uncles for the opportunity to be filial to you." Xu Wuyan lowered his head.

Grandpa Han was furious!

He glared coldly at Xu Wuyan, then stormed off.