On the last day of the thirteenth year of the Great Shang Xinwu, the northern border was already covered in silver, but on this day, the northern border was no longer as depressed as before, and the streets were bustling.

Early in the morning, many people came to clear the snow, and then hung up red lanterns.

In a short time, soldiers came forward in a row, and then moved stools and tables from every house, or carried large tables into the street.

Hundreds of people came out to help, and it was okay......

Chapter 93 of "The Prince of the Mixed World" Why is it being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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