Unlimited Upgrade System From Ant to Abyss Master

The branches and leaves are gone, and the good flowers are withered.

Autumn is approaching, and the world is frosty everywhere.

"It's going to snow in a few days, right?" Zhou Hao said lightly.

At this time he was sitting on the second floor of a restaurant drinking, looking at the cold weather outside the window, he couldn't help but sigh.

Recently, he would often come out of the mountains and wander around in Qinggang City to listen to the latest news about Taixuanzong's winter hunting trial.

After understanding this time, he already knew that Emperor Xuanzong would hold a winter hunting trial during Xiaoxue's time.

Today is Hanlu, one and a half months away from Xiaoxue.

Yesterday was the Ninth Chongyang Festival in September, Zhou Hao drank all night in the restaurant, from Chongyang to cold dew.

After the Double Ninth Festival, the cold dew begins, which is the best time to appreciate the chrysanthemum.

On a hill called "Chrysanthemum Hill" fifty miles away from Qinggang City, there are chrysanthemums full of mountains. At this time, it is the time when it is in full bloom, attracting countless men and women to watch it day and night.

Since the last time the city lord was removed by Zhou Hao and the besieged city of Qinggang City, most of the people in the city have been evacuated, so the entire vicissitudes of life in the ancient city seemed very depressed.

However, Xu is because Qinggang City has returned to tranquility, and those city residents who have moved away have returned to settle down one after another.

After all, it's better to be at home.

Qinggang City is indeed getting more and more lively when it comes in.

Because the winter hunting trial of Emperor Xuanzong is about to be held, many monks from all over the world have come to join in the fun.

In addition to participating in winter hunting, the family members of the monks of Emperor Taixuanzong also came to Qinggang City to find a good place to stay, waiting for their sons and daughters to arrive, there was a place to rest.

Therefore, this Qinggang City is getting more and more exciting!

Zhou Hao wandered around the city, also to find a place for Yun Yan's family to stay, so that he could come to the door to "visit".

Now Qinggang City is actually the most free and relaxing time for the people in the city, almost everyone is smiling, as if in this cold season, Qinggang City has a unique warm sun!

The reason why everyone is so happy and relaxed is because there is no castle owner in Qinggang City, no castle owner to squeeze or exploit them!

In other words, everyone in Qinggang City is a city owner!

Since the city lord was killed by Zhou Hao, the people in the city have not elected a new city lord, instead they have derived a new city governance plan.

That is, the people of the whole city unite to form a management committee. In the future, all the people in Qinggang City will vote on the decisions of the big and small things. In this way, the various taxes will be much less, so that everyone can live. A good day!

"Come on, Juqiu's Jujian Poetry Meeting begins today!" A female voice that resembled a pearl falling on a jade plate came into Zhou Hao's ears.

He leaned out of the railing and looked down the street. He saw three sisters who were in their prime of life walking hurriedly across the street.

"Chrysanthemum sword poem meeting?" Zhou Hao muttered to himself.

Over the past few days, he has heard a lot of news about this poem meeting.

This poem meeting is roughly a friendship exchange meeting for young men and women and literary and artistic youths. Of course, there will be older people participating, but the protagonist is young people.

I heard that there are a lot of talented men and beautiful ladies, handsome men and women, swordsman rangers and so on in this poem meeting, so young men and women are especially welcome.

Maybe you can still make a good story in the poem meeting...It's so beautiful.

"Ah, this kind of poem meeting with ostentation and pretense will only be attended by no-brained children." Zhou Hao snorted, his face full of disdain.

Afterwards, he called the shopkeeper to check out.

At the checkout, he asked Xiao Er: "That...how does Juqiu go?"

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Well, it smells...