Willows swaying on both sides, and the river flows.

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

The magistrate of Pei County, county magistrate, county magistrate, and other officials came to greet each other and waited on the side of the road.

Ying Ziye was in the curtains of the central army carriage, and the gauze swayed gently in the wind, faintly making people unable to see their appearance.

But you can still vaguely feel the majesty of the superior.

"We'll pay homage to the Eighth Master!"

The magistrate Fang brought the county magistrate and the county magistrate, Xiao He and other officials to greet him, bowed and bowed.

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

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

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