After two more days, the snow in the capital had stopped, and the sun shined brilliantly on the snow, dazzling the eyes.
Although the snow in the capital stopped, it was still snowing in Zhangzhou City. The roads that were barely cleared before are now congested again, with the grain delivery team from Jinzhou Province stuck halfway.
The Crown Prince, wrapped in his cloak, opened the window and stood on the second floor of the inn, looking down at the street where people were clearing the snow. Everyone by the street took responsibility for their own storefront; however, the accumulated snow was not being cleared away, so the carriages could still not travel.
Zhou Shuren sat cross-legged in his chair, completely enveloped in his cloak, "The wind outside isn't strong, would the Crown Prince like to take a walk?"
The Crown Prince had been inquiring about the situation in Prefecture City for the past two days and had not stepped out of the inn, "Would you accompany me, sir?"
