At the end of the year, another year of snow covered the city, and the capital city reveals a different kind of beauty in the vast whiteness.

This is an ancient city with thousands of years of history. It was not built when Dajing established the country. In the previous thirteen prefectures, it was the imperial city of two dynasties. The previous Chu Dynasty was also headed by this capital.

Jiang Changsheng sat on the ground spirit tree, overlooking the whole city, watching the people coming and going in the streets and alleys, his heart was surging.

In his previous life, he was also a mortal, running around for a living, so he can substitute into this world.

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