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Chapter 197 The annual sacrifice of one grain(2/2)

Chu Jun's eyes had calmed down and he nodded slowly after hearing this.

"Yes, Fengzi, the only one in this world."

"Zhaoyang, please speak for me... I hope Fengzi can help the Chu people respect their ancestors. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, I will personally send Fengzi away from Chu."

Li Chu.

Knowing Baoxiang's death, Chu Jun still wanted Feng Yun to leave freely at this time.

"If we, Chu, restrain these virtuous people, even if we fight in the barbarians and contribute to the inheritance of Chu for generations, it will not be enough to offset the sins of the human race."

This is said.

Sun Shuao was shocked.

I was shocked that Chu Jun's ambition has reached another level because of this incident. His ambition is no longer something that a big country can accommodate. Chu has already had a great king!

Zhaoyang was overjoyed.

When the wind comes to Chu, there is nothing to fear.



That night--

"call…"

The cold wind in Yingdu brought warmth, which surprised Feng Yundu.

It stands to reason that it is the Great Cold at this time.

He sat by the window, originally looking at the sky and remembering his relatives, but he unconsciously looked at the sky and looked at the atmosphere.

"So it turns out that Chu's luck has greatly increased, its cold wind has also been blocked, and the original harm from the weather has also changed."

"Um?"

The damage caused by the weather slowly receded. Under the exposed corner, Feng Yun could faintly see a black and green light flashing through. It turned out that the illness had not gone away.

"This wind-cold disease has lasted for so long?"

Looking at this situation, I am afraid it will last for several months.

"How could that happen?"

Feng Yun's heart condensed slightly.

Feng Yun thought, after drinking this medicinal soup, he shouldn't get sick again.

"Da da da…"

"Fengzi, Zhaoyang would like to see you."

"Enter."

Zhaoyang explained Chu Jun's wishes and promises one by one.

Feng Yun drank tea, smiled and nodded.

"The Lord of Chu has this order, and I also have this intention."

Feng Yun got up and went to the book.

There is a name on it - "States of Chu".

"When I was in the court, I was a master and taught Chinese characters to children."

"At this time in Chu, if there is no official position, the only thing I can do is this position of master."

"I'll talk to the Chu people..."

"Zhu Rong - The legend of Wu Hui, his descendants are Chu."

"The ancestor of Chu, Xiong, used his hands to turn the country of Fifty Miles Viscount into the land of Jingchu with thousands of miles of blessings..."

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