Being able to wash your hands and face is already a luxury.

Next to the garrison, the river has long been frozen. The closer to the river, the thicker the ice. The soldiers usually go to great lengths to fetch water from the ice holes by digging through the ice.

As a result, he unexpectedly harvested a lot of fish that squeezed into the cave entrance to absorb oxygen, which could be used to fill his stomach. Because the bear killed that day had eaten people, Lin Zhihuang did not use it as food, and ordered other soldiers who were greedy for game to not eat it.

Come on. Once something starts, you can’t stop it. Even if you are short of food, some bottom lines cannot be broken.

During the troubled times, due to lack of food and clothing, it was not uncommon to kill people and cook their flesh. Her soldiers must not do this. This is an iron rule, and those who violate it will not be punished with force.

Speaking of water, don't think that you can use it freely when there is water by the river. The water drawn out in the cold winter is very cold and needs to be heated with firewood before it can be used.

What is fleeing from famine? As the name suggests, fleeing from famine means having nothing. The word "famine" represents everything, firewood. Where can I get dry firewood and branches for you to burn? If you can chop some firewood, it will be enough for them to bury the pot and make rice.

Bar.

Take a shower? Look at Wen Nanfang and Wang Ti, two young men from aristocratic families. They are still unkempt and look like refugees.

Lin Zhihuang still hasn't figured out what the two of them look like, because they don't wash their faces. She seriously doubts that they do it on purpose. After all, they are in such a miserable state now, they lack clothes, and there is no suitable clothes for them to change into.

, they still have that buried look on their bodies, so they can only wash their faces and show them to others. If others recognize them in the future, it will be a black history.

The basis for supporting this theory is that the hands of these two people are cleanly washed. They are indeed the hands of young masters from aristocratic families. The knuckles are clear, slender and beautiful, which seriously does not match their dirt-covered faces.

Lin Zhihuang was speechless. He didn't know whether he meant that these two people didn't care about good image, or they cared too much about good image. With a dirty face, wouldn't it be them?

"This is not Lin's word, what kind of word is this?" Wen Nannan's words brought Lin Zhihuang, who was staring at his hand in a daze and complaining, back from his thoughts.

Lin Zhihuang thought to himself that after studying for so long, he finally discovered that she always felt awkward when he always called Simplified Chinese characters Lin's characters.

Wen Nanfang knows the characters of more than 40 aristocratic families, but none of them look like the characters he is learning now.

At first, when he was learning, he thought it was the character of the Lin family. After all, the Lin family was not a wealthy family, and he had indeed never seen the character of the Lin family. When Lin Zhihuang proposed to teach him this character, he thought that Lin Zhihuang was using the character of the Lin family.

I'm used to it, and I want to train my subordinates to know this word, so that it will be easier for the king and his ministers to communicate in the future.

Unexpectedly, I accidentally saw Lin Zheyun's handwritten annotations today. After careful questioning, I discovered that what I had learned in the past was not Lin's calligraphy at all.

If this character is not Lin's character, why did the Lord teach him this character?

Where did this word come from? Could it be that the little lord created it himself? Wen Nanfang immediately denied this conjecture in his heart.

This is impossible. No matter how talented Lin Zhihuang is, making characters is a big cultural project. How can he create a set of new characters with such a complete system at such a young age?

Yes, Wen Nanfang is too smart. He has now learned about two thousand simplified Chinese characters. How exquisite is this set of characters? How could Wen Nanfang, a master of literacy, not know about it? He is a person who knows more than 40 sets of characters. In Shoushan Academy, there are so many geniuses.

Everywhere, there are people who can read more than him.

"It's 'Zhizi'." Lin Zhihuang replied solemnly.

"Know the word?" As a native of the Daji Dynasty, Wen Nanfang was startled as he had never heard a word without a surname.

"Yes! 'Zhizi' is a word that everyone in the world can know! A word that ordinary people can also learn!" Lin Zhihuang's eyes were unusually persistent: "Don't you understand why a wealthy family would create such a word?

A lot of words?"

Of course Wen Nanfang knew that because the aristocratic families wanted to use their knowledge as capital to build the family, they were deliberately pursuing a cultural monopoly by allowing others to pry into it.

Wen Nanfang's eyes flashed.

Lin Zhihuang chuckled: "You really know."

"My lord, what do you want to do when you tell me this?"

Lin Zhihuang raised his head and looked at Wen Nanfang: "From now on, I will leave the important task of promoting this 'knowledge of Chinese characters' to you. Do you dare to accept my order?"

Only a king who can educate the people of the world can be a benevolent king! The words of his former master, Mr. Shoushan, rang in Wen Nannan's mind.

Wen Nannan looked intently at the young man in front of him who had not yet reached his shoulders, and smiled for the first time since meeting him. Compared with his dirty face, his teeth were as white as snow.

Wen Nanfang heard his excited voice saying: "I accept the order and will not give up even if I die!"

Previously, Wen Nanfang only admired Lin Zhihuang's talent, but now he truly understands Lin Zhihuang's ambition.

She wants to conquer the world, not for individuals, but for the common people.
Chapter completed!