The next morning!

The King of the Right Court, Lin Changsheng, Zang Wu and several of Lin Changsheng's trusted men were all marched to the execution ground.

The King of the Right Court was beheaded in front of the whole city, and his head was hung on the wall outside Beilin Pass.

Lin Changsheng and the others were cut apart by inches!

The shrieking went on from morning until late into the night before it finally stopped.

A whole batch of people connected to Lin Changsheng were given the slave mark and made slaves for life.

The common people cheered and spread the news to one another!

Naturally, everything those men owned ended up in Ning Chen's hands.

There was also the court's relief grain, every bit of which Lin Changsheng had kept for himself.

Ning Chen gave orders to set aside enough grain and fodder for the army... and use all the rest to relieve the common people.

The relief silver went out to the people along with it.

"It's snowing... A girl's backside is as white as the snow. I love the backside, I don't love the snow."

Feng Qizheng was shouting outside the tent.

The corner of Ning Chen's mouth twitched. After all these years, Feng the Great Brain still hadn't come up with the last two lines... Ning Chen was getting impatient!

He got up and stepped out of the tent. The sky was gray and heavy, and snowflakes were drifting down.

It was the first snow of the year, and it had come unusually late.

If there had been no snow this year, spring planting would have been in trouble. It might have turned into a famine year, and life would have been hard on the common people.

Now the snow had finally come, and next year's harvest would be a good one.

Ning Chen was happy, and so were the people in the city.

The snow had started the moment Ning Chen entered the pass. To the common people, Ning Chen was their savior, and the snow was a blessing he had brought with…