C178 Tears flew down ling yundu's face

I ran to Lingyun Du on the north shore of Nanjing. It was still the same as before. Ships came and went, and many workers were moving goods. People had happy smiles on their faces.

The south side of the Cloudsoaring Peak was a piece of farmland. Ever since the reform of the farmland system, many commoners had their own land and received half of the same amount of food.

It was already autumn