In recent years, the capital of the Great Zhou Kingdom has been filled with people, and people are coming and going.

Various commodities were placed on both sides of the wide street, from bells tied to kids' wrists to all kinds of antique collections.

When it comes to markets, the New Year’s goods market in Beijing must be the most prosperous place in the world. Businessmen with some strength from all over the world gather here. First, they make a lot of money in the capital, and second, they can see if they can make friends with some powerful people in the capital.

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Due to the war in Jiangnan, many wealthy businessmen in Jiangnan have transferred their industries to the surrounding areas of the capital in the past or two years, resulting in the capital becoming more prosperous. This year, there are much more people in the capital than in previous years.

Although wars in the south of the Yangtze River and soldiers from the northern border of the Great Zhou were stained with blood, this imperial capital was still singing and dancing to peace.

"Look at it, look at it, the silk from Yangzhou is very good!"

"The porcelain from Qingzhou, the patterns and craftsmanship are profitable if you buy it!"

"The fur coat on Pinghan Road can withstand the severe cold in the northern border. It's great to buy one to protect the cold!"

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There were hawking and crowds of people, and everyone's face seemed to be filled with laughter. Rich young men in gorgeous clothes could be seen everywhere, in groups of three or five, laughing.

But there is still a little uneasiness in this prosperity.

There are wars in the north and south of the empire, and people die every day. How could these people really live a stable New Year?

Especially those rich merchants, many of them escaped from Jiangnan. The scene of rebels sweeping the prefectures would occasionally appear in their minds. When the Yellow Turban Army conquered the city and occupied the land, the first one to deal with these rich merchants.

There were countless people killed in the whole family.

Not only in the south of the Yangtze River, but also the scimitars of hundreds of thousands of barbarians in the northern border made them feel like they were stuck in their throats. Compared with the rebels, barbarians are even more terrifying.

It is said that every time the barbarians go, they kill and snatch them all, and they are inhumane.

Although everyone is hiding uneasiness in their hearts, they try to show a smile on their faces, trying to keep their panic behind them for the time being.

"Da da da da~"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Suddenly, a team of seven or eight people rushed into the city gate, and the horse's hooves trampled on the bluestone road in the capital, making a sound. The flag on the back of the cavalry was the 800-mile-rushing military flag.

The roadblocker died, and the people immediately scattered and avoided, fearing that they were knocked over by the horses.

The leader of a strong soldier shouted to the sky:

"A great victory in Wuguan! Annihilation of 100,000 Yan troops, Yan State withdrew its troops!"

"A great victory in Wuguan! Annihilation of 100,000 Yan troops, Yan State withdrew its troops!"

The figure of the cavalry flashed across the street and headed straight to the direction of the imperial city, but the loud shouts kept echoing on the street.

The good news sent from the border of Liangdi finally arrived in the capital.

Everyone was stunned and stared blankly at the direction where the horsemen were heading away.

"Win, we won!"

"The Yan State has withdrew its troops!"

“Oh oh oh!”

First, someone reacted and shouted loudly, and soon the whole street was filled with cheers from the people:

"The border army is mighty!"

"The Great Zhou is mighty!"

“Oh oh oh!”

There is finally some good news this New Year that can make people happy.

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In the deep palace of the imperial city, the eldest princess Zhou Zhifeng stayed quietly in her bedroom embroidered flowers, her stitches and threads were very serious, and the patterns of dragons and phoenixes were very festive.

The Empress Dowager Shangguan Wanrong was watching with a smile, and from time to time he picked up the exquisite water cup on the table and took a sip.

Zhou Zhifeng's fingers were flying, and gold and silver threads were intertwined quickly on the embroidery cloth, looking very skillful. In the past, she was not at all concerned about this embroidery art, and escaping from the palace to play was her specialty.

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But in the past two years, Zhou Zhifeng's temperament has changed dignified and calmer, and she has never slipped out of the palace to play again, which has really relieved the empress dowager a lot.

Perhaps Zhou Zhifeng thought that no matter how fun it was outside the palace, it would be boring without that person to accompany him. It would be better to stay in the deep palace to cultivate one's body and nature.

"Not bad~" The Queen Mother nodded frequently at the exquisite embroidery pattern: "Feng'er, your craft is also great in the Beijing Weaving Department."

Zhou Zhifeng smiled slightly, still focusing on the work in her hands.

While Shangguan Wanrong was happy, she also had some worries. Her daughter was already in her twenties and was already at the age of getting married.

But no matter how many young heroes Shangguan Wanrongguang looked for her, Zhou Zhifeng refused, even if she saw them or not.

This made her mother worried. The dignified princess, you can't get married, right?

Actually, Zhou Zhifeng was thinking about what he thought Shangguan Wanrong, the mother-in-law, knew very well, but King Liang had already married, so Zhou Zhifeng could not marry him as a concubine, right? That would be a joke.

Ruo Chenyue is still alone, so he is undoubtedly Shangguan Wanrong's favorite son-in-law. He holds heavy troops and looks good. It would be such a good thing that the Shangguan family, the emperor and the Liang army join forces.

But this is just thinking about it.

"Feng'er, at the palace banquet two days ago, have you seen the grandson of Zhongsu's Hou, all the family affairs, knowledge, and appearance..."

"Mother Queen!"

Before Shangguan Wanrong finished speaking, she was interrupted by Zhou Zhifeng: "I said, don't look for a prince consort for me anymore, I will definitely not agree."

"Why are you not obedient at all?" Shangguan Wanrong's face was anxious: "King Liang had a concubine, and you and him would never be able to do this in your life. What are you waiting for?"

Zhou Zhifeng's face darkened. This could be the sorrow of being born in the royal family. In fact, it doesn't matter if she is a concubine, but Shangguan Wanrong will never agree.

"That daughter will live alone for the rest of her life." Zhou Zhifeng muttered silently, lowered her head and continued to embroider.

"Oh~" Shangguan Wanrong sighed. There were so many troubles. There were many domestic wars and no matter how big his daughter had to do, it was really worrying.

"The Queen Mother~"

A servant stood at the door and called out softly.

"Why do you need to report it now?" Shangguan Wanrong frowned. She had previously told her not to disturb her and her daughter if there was no urgent matter.

"Report to the Empress Dowager, there is a great happy event!" The maid who had followed Shangguan Wanrong for many years looked happy.

"Oh? Tell me." Shangguan Wanrong waved casually. She wanted to see if there was a big happy event.

The maid bowed and said, "The Liang land was urgently accelerated by 800 miles, and the Wuguan victory was a complete annihilation of 100,000 Yan troops. At present, all Yan troops on the border of Liang in Liaodong, North Liang have been withdrawn."

"Swish~"

Zhou Zhifeng, who was embroidering, suddenly became confused and accidentally poked her finger, but she didn't feel the pain at all and just cheered:

"I won, I really won! I know he can do it!"
Chapter completed!