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Chapter 569 The Prime Minister's Secret Report

On the vast snow field, a figure wearing thick fur was moving forward with difficulty. Whenever he stepped on the snow pit, the snow did not reach his thigh. Sometimes he accidentally stepped on the snow pit, and the snow didn't even reach his neck. So in order to prevent the snow from swallowing him, the man was holding a long wooden board in his hand. When he fell into the snow pit, he could use the wooden board to climb out.

"This ghost place, as long as I leave here alive this time, I will never come back in my life!" I saw this man suddenly fall into a snow pit again, and he was so angry that he roared to the sky.

Although this man with fur is full of big beards, he doesn't look very old. He is probably only about 20 or 30 years old and has a tall and strong figure. This also allows him to keep moving forward in the snow, even if he falls into a snow pit and climb out on the wooden board. Of course, this is thanks to the snow here not being too thick, and at most it reaches his neck. Otherwise, if he encounters a heavy snow nest several feet deep, he would probably die long ago.

However, no matter how angry he is, he still has to walk on the road, especially since he still has important tasks. When he thinks of his task, the bearded young man couldn't help but reach out and touch his chest. There was a solid cotton cloth wrapped there, and there was an important piece of information in it. He had to send this piece of information to Lingzhou alive.

When he thought of the importance of this information in his arms, the bearded young man couldn't help but speed up the speed. He had walked this road several times and knew that if he had to walk a dozen more miles, there would be a valley ahead, which was more sheltered from the wind and had no snow. And it was getting late now, so he had to get there before it was dark, otherwise he would freeze to death in this snow!

However, walking in the snow was too exhausting. Although the bearded man was strong and his will was amazing, he felt that he could not support him after walking for a while, especially the scorching lungs. Every time he took a breath of cold air, he felt like he was slashing his lungs. This forced him to find a shallow place to stop, put the board under his butt, and sat there for a while.

After finally feeling relieved, the bearded man reached out and took out an exquisite copper kettle from his arms, pulled out the plug and put it under his nose and smelled it. Although his nose was frozen, he could still smell a spicy smell of alcohol, which made him unable to help but show an intoxicating expression. Then he sipped a small mouthful of enjoyment, and felt a fire rushing straight into his stomach from his throat, and his body seemed to be warming, feeling an indescribable comfort.

"It's so comfortable, it's too little. I don't know if I can go to Lingzhou tomorrow, so I still have to save some drinks!" The bearded man said to himself again. On this endless snowy field, there was no more living things except him. If he didn't say a few more words to him, the bearded man was afraid that he would go crazy.

The body became warm, and the bearded man took out the dried meat hidden close to him and ate it a few bites, then continued to rush. After all, the sun had already reached the west mountain at this time. If he didn't hurry up, he would really have to spend the night in the snow.

Thinking of this, the bearded man stood up again and rushed forward desperately. At this time, the sky became darker and darker. What's worse was that because the heavy snow buried everything on the ground and there were few trees on the grassland, it was easy to go in the wrong direction. Even the bearded man dared not keep staring at the snow, because he knew that if he looked for it for a long time, his eyes would be blind.

Fortunately, the bearded man had a very good sense of direction and knew how to distinguish directions by the sun. Therefore, before dark, he finally came to a valley where there was a rocky cliff. The tall rock cliff blocked the wind and snow. In addition, the terrain was high, making the snow here very thin. Finally, the bearded man found a depression under a sloping boulder, blocking the wind and snow outside, without any snow inside.

With such a good place to rest, the bearded man was very happy, but he didn't dare to lie down and rest like this. Although he was so tired that his whole body was about to fall apart, he still forced himself to look for something to burn because he had to raise a fire so that he could warm his body and at the same time he could ensure that he would not be frozen to death when he went to bed at night.

But what made the bearded man feel desperate was that except for a few weeds in this valley, he could not even find a tree. In the end, he collected all the weeds he could find, but it didn't last long. After all, these grasses were not resistant to burning.

Faced with such a bad situation, the bearded man had no choice but to ignite a fire, and baked his hands and feet first, especially the leather boots on his feet were frozen, and the ice on his feet needed to be melted with a torch to take it off. His feet were covered with frostbite. In order not to rot, he reluctantly took out the wine pot in his arms, poured out some wine and rubbed it on his feet, hoping that this would make the qi and blood on his feet move.

When he dried his boots and his hands and feet were hot, there was not much fuel left. Finally, he gritted his teeth and put out the fire, spread the grass ash and the remaining grass under him, drank a few sips of wine and ate a few pieces of dried meat, then wrapped it on the blanket and lay on it. Now he could only leave it to fate. If God doesn't appreciate his face, he will have to freeze to death here.

The bearded man had been traveling for a day and was exhausted, and his body was temporarily warm, so he fell asleep as soon as he lay down. He couldn't care whether he was alive or dead. Fortunately, God was still appreciating his face. When the sun rose the next day, the bearded man woke up smoothly.

However, the bearded man who just woke up was not feeling well, his hands and feet were not conscious, and his body was also painful and numb. Finally, he finally got up, then lit the weeds under him, roasted for a while before he felt warm, and then ate some food and drank some water before leaving here, and then he accelerated his journey. He had made up his mind to rush to Lingzhou today, otherwise if he stayed in the wilderness overnight, he would have to be frozen to death.

In fact, the Bearded Man is not very far from Lingzhou. If it were in normal times, it would probably take only half a day to arrive. However, because the road was blocked with heavy snow, it was already very difficult to walk on the snow, so the half-day journey might not be far away in one day. So the Bearded Man also fought his way to the road and finally arrived at the city of Lingzhou after dark.

At this time, the Lingzhou city gate was closed, but the bearded man used a special token to hang him onto the city wall with a hanging basket, and then rushed to a mansion in the city. After seeing his boss, he immediately took out the information he had brought back from his arms and reported: "The secret report of the 'Prime Minister', one hundred thousand times!"
Chapter completed!
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