Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life C392 – Chapter 392: I Want It Too

Chapter 392: I Want It Too

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

A series of screams dyed the white snow red. Blackie was crazy and Greeny was mysterious, swinging the hammer directly at their heads.

Don't underestimate her hammer — It weighs a ton.

Dongzhao and Dracaena rushed forward, trampling and kicking indiscriminately. Anyone kicked was considered defeated. Qiao Mai smirked, watching the white-clothed figures charging.

Upon a rough estimate, there were over a thousand people, all of them skilled. It seemed like a desperate battle.

Having undergone rigorous training, the guards were no less skilled. Since their master had given the order, their priority was self-defense.

They began the onslaught, fighting for their lives.

Qiao Mai stood on the carriage roof, and the servants shivered in fear. Some white-clad individuals approached the carriage but were blown away by a gust of wind. The emperor, empress, and Yuan Jiaqi boldly opened the curtains to watch.

“Who's that wielding the hammer?”

“My wife's pet.”

“It's so small.” “You're big. Why don't you go?” “Forget it.”

“Then stop yapping. Just watch.”

“Hey, you dare to talk back to me now?”

“I've dared since long ago. We've been giving you face.”

The emperor nervously watched outside. Seeing Dongzhao and Dracaena, he pointed at them.

“Are these two also mythical beasts?”

“They're mine, created by my wife to protect me.” “I want them too! We're such good friends. How can we not have them?”

“If in-law gives it, I'll accept. Otherwise, I don't.”

“You're obedient.”

As the couple bantered, they watched the snow turn into a field of blood. The agonizing screams echoed continuously. The attackers rushed forward like madmen, but they met their demise before touching the carriages.

This was an overwhelmingly brutal slaughter.

The ground was littered with limbs and heads. Unable to bear it, the empress wiped away a tear.

“All of these are our subjects.”

“It's their fault for trying to kill us. Their deaths are not regrettable.” “They were also raised by parents from childhood; it's not easy.”

“They want to kill your child. If you don't kill them, your child will die. Will you kill them?”

“Yes!”

The emperor smiled. “It's satisfying to watch. I even want to go down and join.”

Suddenly, countless arrows flew toward the emperor's carriage. Qiao Mai squinted, waved her hand, and redirected all the arrows in the opposite direction.

A miserable cry emanated from the forest. Blackie's eyes glowed red as it dashed inside.

“No one is allowed to retreat. If we fail today, we'll die!”

Without even reaching the edge of the forest, they were wiped out by Blackie. The caravan was surrounded by a circle of corpses, and blood stained the ground.

Dongzhao and Dracaena returned to the carriage, automatically strapping themselves in. Blackie returned to the roof, and Greeny disappeared.

Everything returned to calm. The guards checked and found only a few lightly injured. There was nothing serious.

After a quarter of an hour, the carriages continued northeast. The snowfall intensified, gradually covering the blood and corpses.

Qiao Mai got inside the carriage. Yuan Jiaqi grabbed her hand, asking her to sit beside him.

Then, he sniffed. “No smell of blood.'

“Even with tens of thousands more, it wouldn't matter.'

The emperor sighed, “I've heard that cultivators should avoid killing.”

“Do you understand this too?”

“I've read some books on the subject.”

“Killing those who want to kill me is not violating the principle of non-killing.

Is the person trying to kill me a good person if I spare their life?”

“Logical. ”

“It's about cause and effect. Cultivators have bright minds. Perhaps there are kind-hearted ones among these people. But once they pick up a butcher's knife to kill, they are evil, and they must not be spared!”

No one else saw this battle, but the servants would remember it as an unforgettable event for their whole life.

Especially the four little girls who weren't yet ten years old—they were scared yet excited. It wouldn't be traumatic but encouragement for them to grow continuously.

Little flowers in a greenhouse can never withstand wind and rain.

As they journeyed northeast, the weather grew colder. Qiao Mai calculated the days on her fingers.

“At the end of the year, we should be able to reach Tianshui Town.”

“Even if we don't, it's fine. Celebrating the New Year anywhere is the same.”

“The weather is getting colder. I never thought the people on the eastern side would have such a tough time.”

They were currently in the East Gate of the Ming Dynasty. Soldiers guarded the city walls, and inspections were carried out at the gates.

Once inside the city, they arranged accommodations, and the servants quickly bought a pot of lamb soup, setting it on a charcoal stove.

Qiao Mai enjoyed this feeling. She didn't pay much attention to the others and poured herself a bowl, sipping away.

“The lamb flavor is strong. The soup is well-stewed.” “It's alright,” The others also served themselves and drank.

“How many days should we stay here?”

“I think it's good here. The soldiers guarding the gate treat the people kindly.

There shouldn't be any issues. Rest for two or three days, and we will head to Tianshui Town.”

Qiao Mai's eyes sparkled. “Wait a moment. I still have a batch of grain in hand. Let's distribute it to the needy before leaving.”

“How much is there?”

“As much as needed.” Qiao Mai rolled her eyes at the emperor.

After a day of rest, they wandered around the East Gate. Others set up a porridge stall at the inn's entrance.

The cotton clothes in the stores were all taken, and people from inside and outside the city could receive fifty kilograms of rice and a set of cotton clothes if they couldn't make ends meet.

The news spread like wildfire, and East Gate suddenly became lively. Who was this benefactor with such a generous handout of food and clothes?

So, people from inside and outside the city and those who received the news rushed to the inn.

This matter caught the attention of the garrison commander, who immediately led soldiers to the inn. When he saw the emperor, he was startled.

Immediately taking over this arduous task, he ordered every household to come with their registration documents to claim their share and warned of punishment for those who dared to cheat.

Without doing so, the greedy would take more than their fair share.

This act was a timely rain for the people. Each person could receive fifty kilograms of grain and a set of clothes. Families no longer had to worry about how to survive the harsh winter.

To distribute the clothes quickly, the garrison commander divided the supplies into ten distribution points.

Since the city couldn't supply enough cotton clothes, Qiao Mai took the cotton from her space, allowing the people to make their clothes at home.

For poor families, making their clothes was no issue.

Qiao Mai's group was warmly dressed, watching the joyous scenes of the people outside. Their mood lifted.

The old emperor sighed. “The Ming Dynasty is fortunate to have someone like you, bringing good fortune to the people.”

“Rescuing the poor is not enough. We need to find ways for them to acquire

“It's good enough. The rice and wheat you provided are being cultivated by the people. However, places like East Gate only have one season of crops per year. That's why it's like this.”

“Use your brains. In places like Tianshui Town, where winters are colder than here, people have already started following the greenhouse planting technique. It can be implemented here. Let's tell the people about it and welcome them to learn.”

“That's a good idea.”

Qiao Mai distributed these items to make space in her storage. Greeny always insisted on hoarding goods, and Qiao Mai decided to store them in the warehouse.

Before leaving, they purchased a considerable amount of fur, planning to make clothes when they returned to Tianshui Town.

The commander also received many benefits. Qiao Mai left a lot of white rice for them.

As they headed further north, the weather became harsher. Despite the howling winds along the way, the guards and servants were in high spirits.

The guards treated Dongzhao and Dracaena as gods. Whenever Blackie's eyes gleamed at something delicious, they wanted to save it for them..

Chapter end