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Chapter 125 Mist (2)

"Clang!" There was a clang of armor, and Zhu Gaoxu pressed his hands on the bed board and lifted his heavy upper body up from the quilt. The voice in the dream is still ringing in my ears: selling straw sandals, selling straw sandals...

He opened his eyes and looked at the simple wooden table next to him. Under the nearly burned out candle, the candle tears melted into a ball. By the light of the candle, the gold inlaid on the sheath of the Yanling Sword glowed with a metallic luster.

Zhu Gaoxu let out a breath and shook his heavy head. He didn't know why he dreamed that he was selling straw sandals instead of paying off a small loan. But after waking up from the dream, it will be fine. He is still the king of the county and his wealth is still there.

He asked outside the oilcloth curtain, "What time is it now?"

The man on duty outside the tent replied, "Go back to your lord, it's almost five o'clock."

Zhu Gaoxu stood up, took the Yanling knife a

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