Chapter 239: Bad Luck Today
"Okay, then go and talk to them." Yan Chujing nodded peacefully and led Chi Xinian to take the lead towards the Jiuqu Bridge in front.
The Jiuqu Bridge is just a landscape bridge connecting the waterfront and the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and it is not spacious, and can only accommodate two people walking side by side at most.
And at this moment, the bridge deck, which is not spacious, is crowded with people.
The lifting of the pole, the salvage of the salvage, the command of the conductor, and occasionally, there will be bursts of exclamations because the floating rod touches the purse belt.
"Almost, almost! Go further! ”
"You can't go any further, if you go any further, you're going to fall! Hurry up and pull people first! ”
"But it's just a little bit! If we don't hook this time, and there is another gust of wind, we will be completely out of reach! ”
The person who spoke seemed to be in a hurry, and as soon as the voice fell, he rolled up his sleeves and planned to do it himself.
However, before he could make a move, a cold voice took the lead in stopping his movements: "If you can't reach it, don't fish, it's just a purse, is it worth so many of you cramming on the bridge desperately?"
"If someone accidentally falls into the water and loses their life, no amount of money can make up for it."
"But... Your Majesty?! The salvage man wanted to explain the origin of the purse to the owner of the voice, but after seeing the person who came, he swallowed all the words behind him.
Where is the gift of the royal gift worthy of His Majesty himself?
His Majesty has arrived, and those pale explanations are naturally useless.
"Meet Your Majesty, Your Majesty is blessed with Jin'an! Meet the Queen's Mother, Niangniang Fushou Kangning. ”
As the people who first discovered Yan Chujing and the two knelt down, the rest of the people also found a suitable open space nearby, ready to pay the big salute to the emperor.
"You don't have to kneel, save a few and have to be fished." Yan Chujing said lightly, stopped everyone's movements, and motioned for them all to stand in a safe place, "If you can't stand on the bridge, retreat to the shore or in the pavilion, don't be here with a pestle."
"Also, the people who help with the salvage can do whatever they have to do. It's just a small purse, and it can't make so many people put their lives on the line. ”
"Whoa."
After receiving such a straightforward order from the emperor, the people who had originally gathered here suddenly dispersed.
But in a moment, only the three Zhao Tang sisters were left on the bridge.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The three of them walked to Yan Chujing, blessed him, and looked at each other again, not knowing how to answer.
"You lost the purse?" Yan Chujing's eyes fell on the three of them and asked lightly.
"Yes, it was accidentally dropped by the courtier." Zhao Tang took a small step forward and replied with his head down.
Her voice was full of nervousness, as if she was very afraid of this emperor, and when she came to the end, she hurriedly said: "Your Majesty forgives you!" The courtiers did not mean it, but it was because she stepped on the air when she went down the stairs and almost fell, so that the gift of the royal gift fell into the water.
"The courtiers also want to salvage it as soon as possible, but it's windy today..."
Zhao Tang's voice became smaller and quieter the more he spoke, and in the end, it was almost inaudible.
Probably sensing her fear, Fang Hanyun hurriedly continued: "Your Majesty, the courtiers can testify that Sister Zhao didn't mean it!" She wanted to jump in and catch it as soon as possible! But she doesn't know how to water...
"It's also unlucky, we have already called the master in the temple for help as soon as possible. But today's wind is so strong that it blows the purse far away at once..."