Peace Order

Chapter 1805 - 82: Under the Passage of Ages, Let Us Face It Calmly Together

This robust young man was born a hunter. Originally, the mountains and forests belonged to the great families, and the birds, beasts, and fish within naturally belonged to them too. He could only secretly hunt some things, and even if he sold them, it could only be at a very cheap price.

He lived a life of hunger and satiety from one day to the next.

Not to mention having a family, building a house.

Life wasn’t good before. Over the past few years, with the Qilin Army’s new policy allocating land, and the ability to hunt according to the seasons, life suddenly improved. He even married his childhood sweetheart and had kids.

"I plan to teach her archery skills in the future and send her to the public school of Prince Qin’s Majesty. I heard there is a Qi Nourishing Powder from Great Grandmaster Hou Zhongyu there, available for children of the appropriate age, along with martial arts instruction from professional martial artists."

"It’s [The Fifth Set of Basic Martial Arts of the Qilin Army]."

This man entertained Ji Yanzhong for a meal. While chatting, a smile lingered on his lips, clearly filled with joy about the current life, speaking spiritedly, "His Majesty personally named it, what’s it called..."

"What Eagle Spreading Wings!"

"Look at this name, how majestic!"

"Truly great, both imposing and full of might!"

Unexpectedly, a guest arrived, a man from the hunting team he joined seeking him. He got up to entertain them, while his wife was cooking. Being a hunter, the family was not in particular shortage of meat.

The meat was air-dried in the traditional way, with a rich flavor.

Ji Yanzhong gazed at this green vegetable, coarse grain meal, and some air-dried meat.

For the royal family, it was considered simple.

But for ordinary townsfolk, these were items they wouldn’t have dared to imagine in the past ten or twenty years.

Especially, with the medicine from a master magician’s lineage, personal refinement of the [Martial Arts Manual] by Sword Madman Murong Longtu, and the basic introductory skills developed by Grandmaster Ximen Hengrong in the Sky-reaching Sect and spread across the Northern Chen Country.

The capability to read and learn mathematics.

Opportunities for social mobility were opened.

All these exhibited a vibrant vitality.

Ji Yanzhong envisioned the future, thinking of many things, of Jiang Wanxiang, Ji Zichang, and the words Yu Wenlie said to him as the elder’s eyes lowered.

’Moreover, she is no longer a princess.’

’The survivor is not a princess.’

’His Majesty’s vast realm can accommodate a mere child, but it cannot house the rebellion of the Red Emperor.’

’Ji Yanzhong.’

’Take care of yourself.’

Ji Yanzhong seemed to finally understand something, realizing the burden he needed to bear was quite heavy, whether he should follow Ji Zichang’s wishes to sever the last ties of the Red Emperor lineage.

He remained silent for a long time, hearing a faint sound and looked up.

Sitting on the chair opposite was a child.

The hunter evidently cherished his daughter deeply and had asked a carpenter in town to make a fine chair for her so that she could sit without falling off, with a small tray on the little table holding rice porridge in a wooden bowl.

The little girl grasped the wooden-handled spoon, earnestly learning to eat by herself.

She looked up with bright, lustrous eyes.

Though the child of ordinary folk, she was a year or two older than Ji Ning’er but appeared roughly the same size. Ji Yanzhong conceived an idea.

To have this child replace Ji Ning’er.

To conceal the last traces of the Red Emperor lineage...

Ji Yanzhong slowly stood, walking before the child.

The child observed him curiously, then revealed a naive, lively smile, holding the wooden spoon, somewhat like gripping a dagger, scooping sideways, with lots of rice grains falling and sticking to a cloth bib on the front of her clothes, eyes bright.

Ji Yanzhong slowly reached out, resting his hand on the child.

"Sorry."

"Child."

......

"Hahaha, good, we spotted a big wild boar. This wicked beast comes out to destroy farmland and attacks passing commoners, humph, we’ve been watching him for a while and finally caught his slip!"

"It’s already June; if we can kill it before the fall harvest, we can claim a bounty from the Qilin Army, considered [Pest Control]. The Qilin Army wants the leather and tusks; the meat can be distributed to the villagers. Although it hasn’t been castrated, it’s still considered meat!"

"Hahaha, good, thereafter gather the brothers."

"Let’s do this for the people!"

After chatting with his friends, the man returned with a smile, saying, "Haha, old sir, my apologies, we got held up, once I start talking about these things, it’s easy to forget other matters..."

His voice abruptly stopped upon realizing the old man was suddenly gone.

First, he froze, bewildered.

But when he noticed his own child was missing too, his face changed drastically, heart sinking, worried they encountered those child-mutilating kidnappers, his heart racing. He thought he was right at the door, yet the old man seemed to have vanished with some mysterious ability.

He rushed over, shouting, "My child..."

But after a couple of steps, the view previously blocked by the table cleared and he saw.

His child was standing on the floor, wearing only the undergarments. The outerwear appropriate for this age was taken. Yet she seemed unbothered by the cold, holding a bead in her hand.

The man said, "Cui’er, you’re fine, this is...what?!"