Feng Huayu came back from Guozijian, he came back after scolding the idle street all the way, and the scholar can't afford to mess with it, a mouth can say that the dead are alive, and the living can also be said to be dead.

Luan Yu smiled secretly next to him, such a Fenghua rain is rare.

When I arrived at the yamen, the long follower of the abundant rain that was waiting for was called a bumper harvest.

Feng Huayu is still the marquis of the imperial court, and of course he is qualified to use the subordinate slave......

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