Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 850: Chapter 331: Zhu Shun, Huang Tianxi, the Third Cold Yuan Banquet of Great Xia, and Xia Yuzong

Inner City’s main street, Zhu Shun led his wife Huang Yuniang and their three children Zhu Shen, Zhu Wen, and Zhu Wen, heading towards the main building.

Zhu Shun was dressed in a muted red Xuanling Robe, and his wife and three sons were also clearly dressed up. The family of five stood out strikingly on the main street as many passersby recognized them and greeted them.

”Master Zhu, Madam, a prosperous Cold Yuan!”

”Brother Meng, you’re too kind; a prosperous Cold Yuan to you too.”

”Captain Zhu, a prosperous Cold Yuan! Is that your wife and three sons?”

”Indeed, a prosperous Cold Yuan, a prosperous Cold Yuan!”

”Master Zhu, dressed like this, are you heading to the Political Hall for a banquet?”

”Hahaha, just received a notice from the Camp Supply Department that tonight, the Nobles can go to the Political Hall and celebrate the Cold Element Festival with the Lord.”

”Master Zhu, Madam, you’ll be enjoying the feast tonight.”

”Hahaha!”

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While Zhu Shun courteously responded to the greetings from passersby, behind him, his wife shone with satisfaction, obviously very content with her husband’s status in Great Xia. The expressions of their three children were full of pride and admiration as they occasionally looked up at Zhu Shun’s silhouette, their reverence and respect for their father clearly evident.

Huang Yuniang glanced at the streetlights on both sides, slightly gripping her silk sleeves, fearing this was a dream from which she might suddenly awake.

Reflecting back three years, her husband Zhu Shun was no more than a regular worker in Huang Zhao Camp, unable to cultivate. Back then, they couldn’t even guarantee two meals a day, living days of hunger without proper clothing or restful sleep.

But from the moment Huang Zhao merged into Great Xia and Zhu Shun was selected as one of the first members of the Hunting Team, their family’s quality of life began to soar like a rocket.

More food than could be eaten, more clothes than could be worn, a widening and increasingly comfortable living environment, various exquisite furniture items, and not just their three children, even she herself was able to eat beast meat freely and cultivate. It was safe to say that in terms of food, clothing, and shelter, everything turned upside down.

Hunger, lack of clothing, sleepless nights—all of this became a thing of the past; now, their pursuit was how to eat better, dress more beautifully, and sleep more sweetly.

If these previous changes were merely elevations in the material realm, then two months ago, on the first day of October when her husband was conferred as the Ninth-rank Dark Feather Marquis by the Lord, it brought satisfaction in both material and spiritual aspects.

Across the camp, only two were conferred as Eighth Rank, and twenty-seven as Ninth-rank Marquis, with her husband Zhu Shun being among them.

At first, she didn’t realize the importance of this.

But later, as the Camp Supply Department sent over the ceremonial dress for the Ninth-rank Dark Feather Madam, two maids, and five attendants, alongside Zhu Shun’s noble stipend, she gradually comprehended.

Furthermore, with her husband bearing the title of Marquis, she as the wife must be addressed as Madam, and even their three children gained titles, akin to heirs in Longyou camp.

Compared to the enjoyment at the material level earlier, the psychological satisfaction brought about by this rise in status was particularly intense.

Thus, Huang Yuniang often felt as if she were dreaming, fearing she might wake up one day to find herself back in that dark cave beneath the mountain.

”Father, why have you stopped walking?”

Huang Yuniang’s thoughts were interrupted by the voice of her eldest son, Zhu Shen, and when she looked up, she noticed her husband had suddenly stopped walking and hadn’t continued to move forward.

”You go ahead to the first floor of the main building and wait for me; I’m going to see your aunt!”

Upon hearing Zhu Shun’s words, Huang Yuniang turned to look, her face momentarily freezing.

They had arrived near the main building, at the doorway of Residence Number Seven.

The owner of Residence Number Seven was Huang Yong, the former leader of Huang Zhao Camp, who had heroically sacrificed himself in the Hive Guard Battle six months ago.

Huang Yong was not only Zhu Shun’s old leader but also his brother-in-law, as his wife Zhu Mei was Zhu Shun’s only sister.

At the inception of the Hunting Department, the Zhao Long Team was founded by Huang Yong and Zhu Shun, with Huang Yong leading, but with his death in battle, Zhu Shun naturally became the captain, which is why people on the street referred to Zhu Shun as the captain.

”Father, we also want to see Aunt.”

”Aunt loves me the most; I also want to see her.”

”Enough, let your father go alone. Everyone come with me to the main building, hurry up!”

Hearing the youngest son Zhu Yun and daughter Zhu Wen also clamoring to go, Huang Yuniang immediately reprimanded them, grabbing their little hands and leading the eldest son Zhu Shen briskly toward the main building.

With Huang Yong having been dead for six months now, the Huang Family was left with Zhu Mei and Huang Tianxi, an orphaned mother and son, so worried that Zhu Mei might feel sad seeing their entire family, they were careful, taking turns visiting Zhu Mei alone. At this moment naturally, they wouldn’t bring their three children together.

Zhu Shun remained in place, looking at the glow coming from within the residence, sighing slightly before walking up and gently knocking on the door.

”Who is it?”

After a series of knocks, a somewhat childish voice sounded from inside, probably around eight or nine years old. The child seemed busy with something based on the slightly breathless tone.

”Tianxi, it’s me.”

”Uncle, Uncle is here, I’m coming to open the door, Mom, Uncle is here!”