When Zheng Chaowu doubted his life, he only heard Yuan Xiang add: "The reward that the Metropolitan Governor has just received has been sent to people without stopping......

Zheng Chao suddenly said: "The reward you just got ......"

Oh, that's fine.

For a moment, he couldn't help but doubt his nephew's sincerity in treating him...... It's so narrow-minded, it's really in vain to be an uncle.

When Zheng Chao was about to reflect, Yuan Xiang added in a low voice again: "But these things are nothing...... As early as last year, the Metropolitan Governor sent all his family resources to Jiangdu, which was worth several million. ”

Yuan Xiang said, and couldn't help but show emotion.

Zheng Chao's expression froze again: "......"

Obviously, under the repeated horizontal jumps of emotions about something and nothing, he finally had something.

The nephew's loser move of giving away a huge amount of family property, he won't comment on it......

What he really cares about is, could this be the truth of "Jing's gradual poverty"?

Millions of ...... The nephew, who was also exterminated, was even richer than he imagined......

But such a rich nephew secretly gave away the family property on the front foot, and wrote to him on the back foot that he was "unable to support it......

He has reflected on his bravass more than once for this reason, and sometimes when he wakes up late at night, he even feels guilty that he has eaten his nephew!

It is true that he spends money a little presumptuously, and he is too generous, and it really costs a lot of money to raise...... But the nephew is a man with a net worth of millions!

Don't tell him anything, take all the money and give it to your sweetheart...... A rich man of this level, if he leaks some money from between his fingers, can he still be worried that he will not be able to feed him for nothing?

Those who want to support their uncle do not need to be taught.

Such an act is clearly an unintentional uncle.

However, what good can starve to death of the only cousin and uncle to that erection son?

So, starvation is not the goal...... The real purpose is to force him to come to Jiangdu!

Zheng Chao looked at the boxes of belongings, and suddenly substituted fiercely - what his nephew dedicated to the envoy of Changjie, is it not just these boxes? What is the difference between him Zheng Guancang and these boxes?

If you have to talk about the difference, maybe there is still a little bit of it...... These boxes were sent by someone, and he came here with his own legs!

Zheng Chao, who suddenly felt that he was a box with only legs, thought of the more than ten catties of meat that he was hungry and thin, and he felt heartache for a while.

His nephew, such a handsome face, what a dirty heart!

originally thought that what his nephew brought to him was only from luxury to frugality, but at this time, Zheng Chao only felt that he was so angry that he could be buried on the spot the next moment.

Zheng Chao, who was about to be buried, turned around and was about to leave on the grounds of "nothing important, come back another day".

With such a statement, even Yuan Xiang sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly walked two steps quickly, followed up and asked: "...... Mr. Zheng, are you unwell? ”

Zheng Chao, who had unilaterally buried himself in his heart, shook his head, his body was fine, but the corpse was indeed a little unwell.

But seeing that Yuanxiang was still entangled and asked, Zheng Chao said truthfully: "...... I'll go back and write a letter to Ling An. ”

Every tael of dead flesh that fell from his body in vain requires a reasonable explanation from his nephew.

Zheng Chao's thoughts are very clear, and he only wants to ask his nephew for an explanation.

As for staying to find Chang Suining to "confront", it is absolutely impossible - as an elder, he was calculated like this by his nephew, who has no interest in his own family and is bent on sticking upside down, what kind of face does he have to confront other girls?

And besides...... That's his current owner, he's been here, he's been on board, he's lying down comfortably...... What else could it be?

Naturally, I can only settle accounts with my nephew!

Looking at Zheng Chao leaving in a hurry, with a slightly unkind back, Yuan Xiang's facial features wrinkled.

Why did the uncle of the Zheng family suddenly write a letter to the Metropolitan Governor?

It can't have something to do with what he just said, right?

Did he say something wrong?

Yuan Xiang nervously bit a whole row of fingers in his heart.

At this time, Chang Sui Ning had already walked over, looked at the back of Zheng Chao leaving, and asked Yuan Xiang: "Why did Mr. Zheng leave?" ”

Yuan Xiang whispered with some uneasiness: "Maybe the subordinates said something wrong, Mr. Zheng suddenly said that he wanted to go back and write a letter to the Metropolitan Governor......"

Yuan Xiang then made Fang Cai's mouthy words clear to Chang Suining.

Chang Sui Ning listened to it, and his eyes were suddenly revealed.

Although Cui Jing did not tell her in detail in advance how to "persuade" Zheng Chao to come to Jiangdu, she could guess that Mr. Zheng was down-and-out when he came to Jiangdu.

Now this is obviously a goof.

Chang Suining didn't know for a moment whether to worry about Zheng Chao's skill in writing the letter, or Cui Jing's eyes to read the letter in the future.

Yuan Xiang also sent an errand to his wrist in his heart - after he went back tonight, he was bound to copy the words "be cautious in words and deeds" hundreds of times!

Yuan Xiang wanted to cry without tears, but Wang Changshi hummed a little song in a good mood.

Wang Changshi's little song reached Wang Yue's ears, and Wang Yue secretly said to Luo Guanlin: "...... Someone sent money to us again, and I heard that it was the same one last time. ”

Luo Guanlin thought about it and twisted his eyebrows, which is this kind-hearted rich man who does not want to be named?

"Although it is better to rely on others than on yourself, but it is not a beautiful thing to have such a confidant and friend who can not only send charcoal in the snow, but also add icing on the cake......" Wang Yue sighed with emotion, and also looked at his confidant and friend: "Old Qian, three days later, you want to go with the sea ceremony?" ”

"If you go, I won't join in the fun."

The ceremony of sacrificing the sea in Wang Yue's mouth is a custom that spreads among fishermen in the coastal area. At first, when the sea was opened every year, the fishermen spontaneously prayed for blessings, until Jiangdu had a city shipping department, and the city shipping department came forward to preside over the matter.

But after that, the city was gradually abolished, and the preparation of the matter was returned to the fishermen. As a result, Jiangdu has not been brought forward by the government for many years to hold a decent ceremony to worship the sea.

For this sea ceremony, Chang Suining let people start preparations half a month ago, and released the news early.

On the day of the sea ceremony, the sea was blue and the sky was blue, and there were no clouds.

The people have long heard that Chang Suining will personally come forward to preside over the sea sacrifice, so the scene of the ceremony is particularly lively, and some people even come before dawn, just to be the first to occupy a good position.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, Chang Suining, who was wearing the official robe of the festival envoy, walked up to the high altar under the guidance of the ceremonial officer.

The four suddenly became more noisy.

"Chang Thorn History!" Gu Erlang cheered with the people, and couldn't help it, just about to approach the altar, a guard pressed his sword in front of him, twisted his eyebrows and said coldly: "Don't force me to draw my sword." ”

Gu Erlang came back to his senses suddenly, took a step back, looked at the female guard with an exotic face in front of him, recognized her at a glance, and hurriedly smiled and comforted: "Whatever sword you draw, it's all your own family...... And today is to pray for blessings, how can you see blood! ”

Kang Zhi's face was still indifferent: "Since Gu Erlang knows the severity, then he will respect himself." ”

Every time this Gu Jiaerlang appeared, he looked like he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he always wanted to come to her family, but he really had a very unbeaten face.

Gu Erlang retreated a little farther, and when he turned around, he muttered in a low voice: "What a fierce temper, it's really blind to the face of an exotic beauty......"

By the altar, in addition to the guards responsible for maintaining order, more than 100 fishermen stood at the same time.

Soon, the beat of drums sounded, and the ceremony officially began.

The prayer flags sewn and embroidered by the fishermen were waving in the wind in the sun, and the drums were beating so loudly that they seemed to shake the waves on the sea.

According to the process, you need to ask the heavens for the hexagram first, and predict the good fortune.

He had watched the stars last night, and today he measured the direction of the wind on the sea, and he had already judged in his heart, but when he got the auspicious hexagram, he still showed great joy.

[Get auspicious hexagrams, show joy on your face, and repay it] - it is a part of the process book he got that must be followed.

Wu Jie, who was wearing Taoist robes, showed the auspicious hexagram to the fishermen and people around the altar, and said to Chang Suining with joy on his face: "My lord, this is a good omen!" Opening the sea this year must be a peaceful and prosperous year! ”

Seeing that his face was about to laugh in order to comply with the process, Chang Sui Ning Sui also joined him, showing a smile.

Hearing this hexagram, the fishermen cheered endlessly.

Standing on the altar, facing the sea in front of him, Chang Sui Ning bowed: "The vast yellow water will last for ten thousand years." The grace of heaven can be learned by the sun and the moon. ”

The fishermen from all over the world also followed, kneeling and bowing in the direction of the sea, and their postures were all pious.

Most of them have made a living from fishing for generations, and for them, the existence of this sea is a godsend. The significance of the festival is not only to pray for a good harvest and safety, but also to express awe and gratitude for the sea.

The people gathered behind were also infected by the solemn piety of the fishermen, and they fell silent for a while, and did not make a noise to offend.

Chang Suining held the sea bowl full of rice wine in both hands, and bowed three times in the direction of the sea, each time he bowed, and said slowly-

"Respect the god of the sea, may the sea not raise waves, and the waves will be calm."

"Two respect the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon, and wish to pray for a good year and common prosperity among the people."

"Three respects to the ancestors of the sea, may bless my fellow clan and return to peace."

After three worships, Chang Suining changed to holding a bowl in one hand and a sleeve in the other, and slowly poured the strong wine on the altar.

Under the altar, not far away, Wang Yue, who followed the worship, looked at the figure of his own adult, feeling the pious and vigorous people's spirit around him, and his eyes were a little moist for no reason, and when he straightened up, he couldn't help but raise his sleeves and press the corners of his eyes.

Luo Guanlin, who was on the side, saw Wang Yue's movements, but this time he did not laugh at Wang Yue's sensibility.

He knew where Wang Yue's touch came from, because he had the same touch.

Luo Guanlin rarely leaves the Assassin's Mansion to walk around, and it is the first time to participate in such a grand and lively occasion.

Listening and watching are always different. At this moment, he was in this sea sacrifice ceremony, and the people's spirit he personally felt could not be conveyed in that letter, even in meticulous and meticulous official documents.

The people's morale is good, and they are looking forward to the peaceful and prosperous year.

In addition, Luo Guanlin can also clearly perceive that the vigorous public sentiment of Zhaosu contains more than just a desire for a good year-

Luo Guanlin raised his head slightly, looking up at the figure above the altar.

The sun was dazzling, and the sea flags were waving against the sea breeze under the sky, casting a beating light and shadow on the figure.

The light and shadow were mottled, blurring her description, and the sea breeze ruffled her robe, only the figure could still be seen standing tall like a green bamboo.

She stood there, offering sacrifices to the sea on behalf of the people, and in her every move, she could see her devotion to heaven and earth, and her compassion for the living.

She stood in the middle of this vast world, facing the vast ocean, but she didn't give people a sense of insignificance at all, and the shape of her body was natural, although it was invisible, but it was indestructible-

Luo Guanlin saw it in his eyes, and he felt that he had a glimpse of it...... Indescribable gaseous state.

At this moment, he almost concluded that she had "lied".

She said that she was willing to support the surname Li......

But what he saw at this time gave him an incomparably clear sense that there was no way she could be subordinate to anyone.

Luo Guanlin's eyes changed a few times, and he slowly retracted his fingers in his sleeves, but he strangely realized that he couldn't give birth to the slightest sense of anger that he had been "coaxed".

He couldn't imagine it at this time...... Who can make her willing to live under it?

On the altar, she worships the gods on behalf of the people, and in the eyes of the people of Jiangdu, how can she not be a god worthy of worship?

This is another popular sentiment that Luo Guanlin perceived.

The people's morale will not lie, Luo Guanlin was in it, and his mind was shocked by bursts.

The drums gradually beat cheerfully, and some shirtless fishermen danced the sea dance, and the atmosphere was high.

Today, there are not only ordinary people who come to watch the sea sacrifice ceremony, but also businessmen led by Jiang Hai, as well as literati from all over the world.

The reason why Chang Suining set up such a grand ceremony to worship the sea today is to inspire the people, to announce her determination to reopen the market, and to create a grand occasion.

The word pomp itself has many meanings and functions.

To promote the grand occasion, the pen in the hands of the literati is indispensable.

Zheng Chao, who came to the "platform", took in this scene, and the poem flourished, so he wrote a poem to praise it.

Zheng Chao recited with his hand, and Wang Yue's son Wang Yi wrote the book next to him, as for why he didn't write it himself, because it was read out by mouth, it was even more heroic, and the second came ...... His wrist really hurts.

Because of Zheng Chao's momentum, many literati and scholars also followed, and for a while, the poems were written one after another, and the brilliant words danced with the sea breeze.

Wang Yue was unwilling to be left behind, so he also asked someone to find a pen and paper.

Wang Yue spread the paper on a drum in front of him, but when he worded it, the hesitation was a big offense, and after thinking about it, he saw a hand stretched out in front of him: "Wangshan, borrow a pen." ”

As soon as Wang Yue raised his head, the sheep in his hand had been taken away.

Luo Guanlin bent down slightly, holding the pen to write, the handwriting was clear, and the pen was like a thin plum, but it was the back of the paper.

Wang Yue was stunned, stretched his head over, looked closely, and recited the new poem in a low voice, his face gradually amazed.

It must be known that since my friend became "Mr. Qian", he has never written poetry again.

Sure enough, he is still the Luo Guanlin who moved the world with his poetry and writing.

Such a good poem will surely spread everywhere.

Looking at this poem, Wang Yue even had an urge to take it for himself......

But he didn't open his mouth to "borrow", first, this idea is too brazen and unliterati, and second, his friend has already signed his pen - the signature on it is the word "Qianshi".

Good night~