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Chapter 159 Sucharon

Most of the people who watched the audience were the women of aristocratic families. In the severe winter, they were all made of heavy brocade palace skirts, fox fur and sable fur fur, but the chests of fur and snow were exposed, fighting for the middle skirt and hairpin, and their jade arms were scattered. Then the lustful children of aristocratic families were mixed in the crowd to touch and squeeze, and the slaves did not stop them, but only laughed secretly.

The sound of the lantern festival, the squeezing movements, the delicate exclamations and the stolen laughter made this lively, and no one could turn against each other on this day.

The hungry poor people were not allowed to approach the mansion. At the entrance of the folk alley on the East Street, a slave set up a shop with hot porridge and noodles. The long queue was a mile and a half away. The hungry people who got the porridge and noodles wanted to say, "Mr. Xie is very kind to live, and I dare not forget each other again." Then they immediately found a corner to blow the porridge and swallow it. Occasionally someone shouted in pain, but then it turned into a surprise sound, and when they were biting the golden horse money inside.

A poor family can eat a golden horse money for two months with full stomach. Even if they lose their teeth, they are happy.

"It's snowing again." The man in white stood on the street and muttered to himself.

On the winter of the eighth year of the New Calendar, on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, this is the birthday of Ji Feng, the uncle of the current son, the Si Zhengji, the Si Shi of the Jiantian Department.

The sky of flying snow that has been rare for decades has covered the royal capital Luoyi. Some ministers wrote a letter saying that it was a prosperous era that never happened in a century, so auspiciousness has come down, but the martial artists who represent half of the power of the court were silent. The royal capital was decorated with lights and was ready to welcome the spring, and the deserted market showed a rare prosperous scene.

The appearance of prosperity cannot conceal the fact that the Zhou royal family has declined.

There are sixteen kingdoms in the Zhou Dynasty today. In fact, what the emperor can really take power is just a huge "king capital land" centered on Luoyi. The royal capital is the heart of the power of the entire Zhou Empire.

In the past, the princes paid tribute on time, and the circulation of money and goods among the people was difficult to estimate. The Zhou emperor ordered the world and all over the world, all the kings were the kings, and the kings were the kings.

But since a rebellious lion suddenly pierced its minions into the heart, the extremely prosperous Zhou royal family faced collapse.

The pain that Qin Rong and Zhou royal family will always bear, and will never be able to relieve the enemy who will hate.

An originally insignificant Western barbarian tribe, but a wolf nodded. Qin Rong King Su Chirong was young and brave, and rebelled against martial arts, and unified the six Qin Rong tribes that were divided and broken by themselves. They did not hesitate to give up fertile land and wanted to expand their troops to prepare for war. In the twenty years of the Ling King, after the beacon fire was played against the princes, Su Chirong relied on Shen Gonglu's support and 10,000 Ronglang cavalry to open the way, heading straight to the city of Haojing, and plundering wealth.

From then on, Suchiron overshadowed the Central Plains with his overlord attitude.

Shen Gonglu's betrayal was another blow.

The royal capital did not gather troops themselves. Over time, most royal ministers were civil officials who only knew how to play with power. On that day, Suchiron brought his sword into the palace and forced the deceased king in the hall.

The ministers knew that the barbarian from Qin Rong would never condescend to cooperate with them. So that night, Suchiron's military camp was filled with famous sarcastic sent by royal ministers, all of which expressed loyalty to the new master. Suchiron only sneered and ordered the army commander to record the names on the envelope, and then burned all these things.

Among the ministers who wrote the letter, there was the eldest son of the Lingwang, Ji Feng.
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