There are willow trees on both sides and the river is flowing.

There were many people standing on the roadside, next to a long pavilion.

The county magistrate, county magistrate, county lieutenant and other officials of Peixian County came to greet him one after another and waited at the roadside.

Ying Ziye was hiding among the curtains of the military carriage at night. The gauze was swaying slightly in the wind, making his appearance vague and unclear.

But I can still vaguely feel the majesty of a superior person.

"I'll pay my respects to the Eighth Young Master!"

Magistrate Fang, along with the county magistrate, Xiao He and other officials, came up to greet him, bowed and kowtowed.

Among the crowd, Liu Ji leaned on the willow tree.

Seeing this scene, he felt something in his heart and was envious of it.

Liu Ji's eyes were like torches, looking at the majestic figure of the army defending him, but he couldn't help blurting out.
Chapter completed!