Chapter 593

The cold wind blows. This world is the world of wise people.

The great army came from Shengjing City, breaking the peace of the first month.

Many people know that the Ryukyu state banquet is just a song of empty city, but it's too late. Everything has been settled and there is no turning around.

I can only sigh.

In the first month, there is no limit to different kinds of spring light, and the center of the spring light is the Ryukyu moon.

The troops and horses were incorporated and the power was changed.

In the big change of small movements, the coming days of the Lantern Festival finally came.

Cattle, sheep, chariots and horses almost cover the rolling mountains outside Shengjing. The long-awaited herdsmen in the north are boiling.

Seeing countless grains and grass, gold and cloth entering from the outside of Shengjing City, countless people walked out of their houses and cheered and were overjoyed.

There are some officials in the northern herdsmen who are a little bit uneven, and the only injustice is also in the golden grain of food and grass that can't be seen at the first sight, which disappears cleanly.

He who can bring them wealth and power is a good regent, no matter what means she gets it.

In the first month, the whole northern herdsman was immersed in great joy.

Spring comes early in grassland.

No more than the sky's Yin Mian late spring, grassland cold can freeze everything, a spring on the rapid land warming.

The thawed water began to rush, the bare willows began to sprout, and everything was developing in a thriving direction.

At the end of the willow on the moon, after dusk.

In the rear Hall of the Chen palace, a round of curved moon just passed through the treetops, and the cool light was sprinkled on the earth to decorate the earth with thin silver.

Ryukyu, a purple robe, stood outside the pavilion with his hands in his hands and looked at the white clothes in the pavilion. Ouyang Yufei, who was tasting wine, said faintly, "what can I do for you?"

In the pavilion, Ouyang Yufei hears the words and turns to the moon. He raises his glass and says with a smile, "I wish you great power and a drink."