Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 435 Lunar New Year [1]

After the victory of the first battle, the entire Northwest seemed to feel an inspiring sense of joy even in the cold.

Mo Fenghua likes this kind of atmosphere very much. Dugusha is already stepping up his military training. She and Qianye Feiran are considering whether to bring some refugees over. After this winter, those ordinary people who left early will starve to death again. Of course, more people went out to flee famine.

They are still short of some people, so they might just get some more.

After the two discussed it, they started to bring in some more people.

If not, wait until next year's spring, who knows what will happen.

They won the battle and annihilated the entire army of the Huben army. There must have been a lot of commotion in the entire neighboring countries, especially the Yanwu country, which is probably now preparing for the next attack in a panic.

Otherwise...it's too embarrassing.

Isn't it a joke that a big country can't even subdue a group of "bandits" and was completely wiped out?In the future, how can we straighten our waists in front of other countries.

Therefore, no matter what, the Yanwu Kingdom is bound to plan the next war, and they will not be reconciled if they don't say that this group of bandits is defeated.

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The busy days will pass quickly, and the Chinese New Year is coming in a blink of an eye.

This is Mo Fenghua's first New Year here, and the atmosphere of the whole town has been bathed in joy recently.

The New Year is a new hope, a vision for the coming year, so Chinese people like to celebrate the New Year so much. What makes them happy is not the few days, but the good expectations for the whole year in the future. . .

Mo Fenghua held the hand warmer and looked at Qianye Feiran's Spring Festival couplets, and was very happy to read them.

The famous Mr. Ya Qianye is amazing, his calligraphy and paintings are priced at five prices in the market, and it is hard to find a thousand dollars.

But now, it is written all over the floor, waiting to be pasted on the door in two days tomorrow.

If this is said, how many people will be blinded.

Mo Fenghua thought about it, and joked: "Your writing is so valuable, I think, why don't you write more when we are short of money and spend it, and then sell it..."

Qianye Feiran paused for a moment, seemed to be thinking very seriously, and then said with a chuckle: "Yes, yes, this can be... Just move your hands, and the money will come rushing in. It's a good thing for a lot of money."

Han Yue, who was rubbing ink for Qianye Feiran, also boldly said: "Then... the servants don't need red envelopes during the Chinese New Year. When the time comes, Mr. Qianye will write a word for the servants alone."

Yan You, who was helping to cut the paper, suddenly smiled treacherously, "Don't be too happy, in case, Mr. Qianye directly writes on your face, what do you do?"

Taozhi quickly shook her head, "Ah? Then...then I don't want it anymore, Hanyue, take care of yourself."

Han Yue also waved her hands in a hurry, "No, no, this servant was just joking just now, and this servant is so blessed, how dare I ask for Mr. Qianye's name."

A group of people laughed, and the atmosphere was warm and warm, which is really rare to have a strong New Year flavor.

Mo Fenghua sighed. In her previous life, she lived for more than 20 years and didn't know what it was like to celebrate the New Year. Every New Year's Eve, when thousands of houses were lit up and firecrackers were going off, she was either killing or on the way to kill...

Now, she finally realizes that the so-called 'year' is a heart-warming feeling.

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(End of this chapter)