Chapter 1672 (1/2)

Wind, everywhere, can not stop, in other words, the wind must drift.

In the city of Shenjing, a gust of wind came from afar, first blowing the curl of cooking smoke rising from the kitchens of every household in the city.

Then blow over the sky above the countless gorgeous fireworks, and finally along the streets of the whole Shenjing City, spread out, blowing into thousands of households.

Dongfeng Night Flowers thousand trees, more blowing down, stars like rain!

”I've grown up another year, and I'll be more obedient next year.”

The kind voices of the elders rang out in the ears of the little dolls. Then, under the shadow of the eyes of the children, they took out the prepared red envelopes and distributed them one by one.

”Thanks a lot, Grandpa?”

Under the kindness of her mother, the children knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to the old man in front of her. The tender voice came out:

”thank you, wish you good health!”

”All right, get up.”

The old man's wrinkled face was full of smiles. Then he motioned his children and grandchildren to stand up, and the old voice continued to ring:

”grandfather also hopes you can practice well in the school palace. We don't want to be rich and famous in the future, but we want to not shrink back, be timid and make trouble when we need us in the summer!”

The old man's words were very simple. Although he didn't have much ambition, there was a feeling of admiration in his heart.

Perhaps in this new era, some of these elderly people can't keep up with the pace, and their ability to accept the new things that are changing with each passing day is no better than that of the young people.

But the same constant is their passion for this great country!

Shenjing City, Baidi palace, royal garden.

Xuantian Shenmu, which blocks out the sky and the sun, may also have some changes because of the hot atmosphere of the new year. It began to swing its huge branches and leaves, making a rustling sound.

Then, outside the Royal Garden, a white haired figure in black robes, led by an imperial city guard, walked between the roads. Then the old voice of the former came out:

”Xie Xiaozi, your majesty, who else did you call for this year's new year's Eve dinner besides calling me?”

After Li Chunfeng's slightly smiling voice fell, the young captain, who was leading the way, also showed a smile on his face. Then he opened his mouth and replied:

”I'll see who he invited later.”

”You little son of a bitch, you've also sold me. It seems that when I was in charge of Tianjian, I was very kind to you.”

After Li Chunfeng's laugh and curse came out, he no longer asked, but solemnly took out a jar of wine from behind. As he continued to move forward, he said again:

”it's rare to enter the Palace this year for the new year, but I've brought the wine that I've treasured for quite a long time.”

After that, Li Chunfeng stroked his white beard on his chest, looked forward, picked his eyebrows and quickened his pace.

At the end of his sight, a figure was waiting.

Although his hair and beard were as white as snow, his face was very ruddy. It was Wen Xiuqi, the very low-key palace master in the Taoist palace.