As the festival approaches, every household in Dingzhou City is decorated with lanterns, temple fairs and fairs are constantly open, and even the government has opened a curfew. At night, there are faint lanterns on the riverside of the moat, and there are people everywhere who come out to enjoy the night.
At this time, a large ship was also sailing slowly on the river outside the city. Two people were sitting on the deck. They were Wu Ming and Wu pheasant, who were travelling in tiny clothes.
"Seeing this scene, I just had some weather in the world..."
Wu pheasant is dressed in a green shirt and looks like a Confucian scholar. Many years of military career has not given her any wind and frost. On the contrary, due to her great martial arts, her skin is like ice jade. Her image of a beautiful young master is like that of Wu Ming beside her.
"This is E-hu. You have good governance, and the officials in the court, even those who call themselves loyal ministers of the Zhou Dynasty, really want to see this scene?
Naturally, they don't have to look forward to what choices they will make.
Fortunately, Wu Ming had a lifetime of experience and knew that there was nothing new under the sun. Since the royalists of the Eastern Han Dynasty could hold Cao Cao back for the sake of imperial power, these officials of the great Zhou Dynasty did not have to rely too much on it.
Anyway, at the end of the use of the court, what are you waiting for if you don't kick it off?