After a series of operations by Hua Jingyun, the brothers have now accepted the fact that they were killed by a three-year-old hairy child, and they have begun to continue to work on errands.

If you can't become an emperor, you always have to keep the title of the prince.

The bustle of the city continues, after a few spring rains, it is already covered with new greenery, and the flowers that can't wait to embrace spring are also blooming gorgeously, bringing people hope for spring.

Fat Xiurui's grandson's canonization ceremony is also in full swing, and at the same time, the newspaper is also preparing day and night, preparing to take the whole city to celebrate and carnival together.

"If you don't burn me, my heart will not be steady, and I can only work hard for you again."

In the evening of this day, in the back garden of the palace, mountains of incense, candles, paper money, gold and silver ingots, and all kinds of gadgets used in the yang world were all piled up, and Wen Mianmian, who had been thinking about it, decided to give Er Piao a big gift.

The person who burned the paper is still Zhang Zhenming, Zhang Zhenming is now reorganizing the Zhang family army, because his Uncle Wen told him that he will have a chance in a short time, he is very busy, and thanks to the fact that he grew up in the Taoist temple, he is trying to build a killing array belonging to their Zhang family army, but Wen Mianmian shouted that he still took the time to come.

One night two years ago, he had a dream, dreaming that his grandfather said that he was going to be reincarnated, but before the reincarnation, he prepared a team, and he could inherit it after he lived a long life of a hundred years, which was the foundation that his grandfather laid for him below.

The dream was extremely absurd and very clear, and after waking up, I still remembered very clearly how to inherit that inheritance, as if engraved in my bones.

He wants to be true, can he make preparations in advance, and go down to dominate the side after a hundred years!

Soon the fire engulfed the mountain-like treasure, watching the fire sweep Wen Mianmian was a little trance, speaking of which I haven't seen Erpiao for three years, and I don't know if they are still there, have you encountered any accidents?

Also, the fire is burning so hard today, it seems that the paper is very dry.

In the flick of a finger in three years, Er Piao is no longer the same, they have found a legal source for their money, and now they are the overlords of one side, although they continue to do the work of stringing souls to ask for their lives, but they are no longer very likely to come forward in person, unless they encounter a thorn, because there are many younger brothers below them; And because of their magnanimity, the bigwigs above also gave them face, although they were not promoted, but they had a lot of power.

As for the promotion, I don't want to be promoted, the big guys above have existed for many years, and I don't know when they will disappear.

"This is the third year that I miss filling the pit."

The thorn head was reincarnated, no one sent them money this year, no income, but they still spent money like running water, "If the person who fills the pit doesn't send us money again, let's go to her, squat more, and I will definitely be able to squat until she is alone." ”

The two bigwigs sat paralyzed without any image, looking at the treasure chest that was about to bottom out and sighed.

The black clothes asked, "Do you think we made the roof too strong, and we don't know that the silver is falling?" ”

The white clothes gave him a blank look, "Why don't you go to the roof and have a look?" ”

"Together."

The white clothes felt bored, got up to leave, the black clothes thought he was going to the roof to check, and chased the two districts with great interest, just took two steps and there was a 'boom' explosion above their heads, and before they could raise their heads, something was directly smashed on their bodies, and it came with overwhelming momentum, so that they didn't even have time to make an 'ah'.

About two incense sticks, a miserable white hand stretched out from the gold mountain and silver mountain, and then the gold mountain began to slide down, the miserable black clothes slowly climbed out of the gold mountain, when he saw what happened clearly, he immediately covered his mouth and cried, "Back like this, back like this, the one who fills the pit has no opinion on us, woo woo woo ~~~"

After crying for a while, he found that there was no voice to echo him, and his feet buried under the golden mountain moved, "Ouch, brother, why did you run to my feet, waiting for me to dig you out~~~"

Erpiao successfully received the money, Erpiao successfully suffered internal injuries, almost wiped his tears when he looked at Jinshan Yinshan who was more than ever before, "When I heal my injury, I must strengthen the roof again, I am afraid that the pit is too wide~~~"

At this time, Wen Mianmian had already returned to the East Palace, thinking that Er Piao would be very happy if she received her filial piety, and she would definitely come to thank her in person, ouch, I don't know if they can come in the palace?

The busy days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was three days before the canonization ceremony of the imperial grandson, and both the court and the people were more festive.

The people of the Ministry of Rites are very busy, and the flowers and half miles are also very busy, first asking the merchants to carry out the sprinkling and cleaning inside and outside, and then the cleaning team of the flowers and the flowers are all replaced with bright flowers, and the people who are invited to tie the lanterns will tie a lot of beautiful flowers and swallows and so on at the entrance of the place, and the street in the middle of the shop is also hung with festive red lanterns, and a large number of sugar and small gifts are sent over, making the final preparations for the day's activities.

The newspaper people also came to finalize the final rules of the event, and the rest of the people were busy, and the printing shop was brightly lit at night.

The street division under the Ministry of Industry also began to exert force, and they received a request that the city of Kyoto be cleaned and clean, and no one was allowed to litter. new

The people below Wen Changling were also busy, and they also specially dispatched people to patrol day and night, making sure to ensure that the celebration activities were grandly held in three days.

"I heard that the Annan Royal Mansion allocated 100,000 taels in order to hold this celebration for the grandson, 100,000 taels, how much silver is this?"

The teahouse restaurant is also very lively, and the final topic is on the imperial grandson, "I don't know how thick the blessing of this imperial grandson is." ”

They are all human beings, and they are born with endless mountains of gold and silver, and they have not yet felt the suffering of the world and have already stood on a high place, how can they be so reincarnated?

"Hey, if my son is developed, I will spend as much as possible to celebrate, and I am willing to spend as much as I want, as long as I have it."

Everyone thinks it's not unusual, people can spend how they want to spend their money, but there are also some poor students who scoff at this, saying that 100,000 taels of silver can help as many poor people as they want, thanks to Liu Kuoyuan's words in the teahouse a few years ago, and now some people say: "I see Guanyin Bodhisattva's lotus platform is suitable for you to sit." ”

"If people make money without stealing or robbing, they can't spend it yet, so they should give you flowers, are you someone's son?"

"You think, it's not that fate."

The student's face turned red after being squeezed, and he got up and left in a gray manner, and the excitement in the teahouse continued......

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