Leaving the small town, walking north along the official road, you can see the smoke of the villagers cooking on the fire from time to time on both sides.

The blue-gray smoke and snow interweave a beautiful northern scenery along the way.

After a few more days of driving, scattered ragged homeless people began to appear along the way, most of them were young and strong, and there were even many people holding their children and wives, all of whom had noodles and vegetables.

And, as they got closer to the county seat, the more and more the displaced people gathered, and in the end they were almost all gone.

"This ...... How is this close to the feet of the Son of Heaven?

"I am Fan Jin, the Ming Fenghua after the middle lift" Chapter 45 At the feet of the Son of Heaven is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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