Hello Chang’an

When Zheng Chaowu doubted his life, he heard Yuan Xiang add: "The reward that the Governor just received was sent to him without stopping..."

Zheng Chao suddenly realized: "The reward I just got..."

Oh, that's okay.

For just a moment, he couldn't help but doubt his nephew's sincerity towards him... He was so narrow-minded, he really didn't deserve 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 governor sent all his family wealth to Jiangdu, which is several million dollars."

After Yuan Xiang said this, he couldn't help but express emotion in his eyes.

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

Obviously, after repeatedly jumping between the emotions of being in trouble and being fine, he finally got into trouble.

He will not comment on his nephew's prodigal behavior of giving away a huge amount of property...

What he really cares about is, could this be the truth about "Jing becoming poor"?

Millions... His nephew, who was also exterminated, was actually richer than he imagined...

But such a wealthy nephew secretly gave away his family property, and then wrote to him saying that he was "unable to support him"...

He has reflected on his lavish spending more than once. Sometimes when he wakes up late at night, he will even feel guilty that he has ruined his nephew!

It is true that he spends money a little too freely and is too charitable, so it is indeed very expensive to raise him...but my nephew is a person with a net worth of millions!

Don't tell him that all the money is given to his sweetheart... If a rich man of this level leaks some money from his fingers, will he still worry about not being able to support him until he is fat?

People who want to support their uncle don’t need anyone to teach them.

By behaving like this, it is clear that he has no intention of supporting his uncle.

However, starving to death his only biological uncle, what good would it do to that Shuzi?

Therefore, starving to death is not the goal... the real goal is to force him to surrender to Jiangdu!

Zheng Chao looked at the boxes of belongings and suddenly said - these are not the only boxes that my nephew dedicated to the Changjie Envoy? What is the difference between Zheng Guancang and these boxes?

If there was a difference, maybe there was a slight difference...these boxes were delivered by others, but he came here with his own legs!

Zheng Chao suddenly felt that he was just a box with legs. Thinking of the more than ten kilograms of meat that he had lost due to starvation, he felt heartbroken for a moment.

His nephew had such a handsome face, but such a dirty heart!

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

Zheng Chao, who was about to be laid to rest, turned around and left on the grounds that "I have nothing important to do and will come back another day."

With such words, even Yuan Xiang noticed something was wrong. He quickly took two steps and followed up and asked, "...Mr. Zheng, are you feeling unwell?"

Zheng Chao, who had unilaterally committed suicide in his heart, shook his head. His body was fine, but his body was indeed a little uncomfortable.

But seeing Yuan Xiang still asking questions, Zheng Chao said truthfully: "...I will go back and write a letter to Ling An."

Every ounce of dead flesh that falls off his body requires a reasonable explanation from his nephew.

Zheng Chao's thoughts were very clear, and he only wanted to seek an explanation from his nephew.

As for staying to "confront" Chang Suining, it was absolutely impossible - as an elder, he was tricked into doing this by his useless and self-centered nephew. How could he have the face to confront this girl?

Besides... that's his current employer. He's already here, he's already boarded this pirate ship, and he's already lying down comfortably... What else can he do?

Naturally, I can only settle the score with my nephew!

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

Why did Uncle Zheng suddenly want to write a letter to the Governor?

Could it be related to what he just said?

Did he say something wrong?

Yuan Xiang bit his fingers nervously in his heart.

At this time, Chang Suining had already walked over. Looking at Zheng Chao's leaving figure, he asked Yuan Xiang: "Why is Mr. Zheng leaving?"

Yuan Xiang whispered uneasily: "Perhaps my subordinate said something wrong. Mr. Zheng suddenly said that he wanted to go back and write a letter to the Governor..."

Yuan Xiang then made it clear to Chang Sui Ning what he had just said.

After Chang Sui Ning listened, his eyes suddenly dawned.

Although Cui Jing didn't tell her in detail how she "persuaded" Zheng Chao to come to Jiangdu, she could guess that Mr. Zheng was in a state of desolation when he came to Jiangdu.

Now this is obviously a scam.

Chang Suining didn't know whether to worry about Zheng Chao's writing skills or Cui Jing's eyes when he read the letters.

Yuanxiang also sent an errand to his wrist in his heart - after he goes back tonight, he will definitely copy the four words "Be careful in your words and deeds" hundreds of times!

Yuan Xiang was about to cry but Wang Changshi was in a good mood and hummed a little tune.

Wang Changshi's ditty reached Wang Yue's ears, and Wang Yue secretly said to Luo Guanlin: "... Someone has sent money to us adults again. I heard it's the same person as last time."

Luo Guanlin frowned in thought. Who is this kind-hearted rich man who wants to remain anonymous?

"Although it is better to rely on others than to rely on oneself, it is not a good thing to have a close friend who can not only provide help in times of need, but also be the icing on the cake..." Wang Yue sighed with emotion, and also looked at his close friend: "Old Qian, in three days Do you want to go with me to the sea ceremony?"

"You go away, I won't join in the fun."

The sea ceremony that Wang Yue mentioned is a custom spread among fishermen along the coast. At first, when the sea opened every year, fishermen spontaneously prayed for blessings. Until Jiangdu had a municipal shipping department, the municipal shipping department took charge of the matter.

But later, the Municipal Shipping Department was gradually abolished, and the preparations for this matter returned to the hands of the fishermen. Therefore, Jiangdu has not had a decent sea ceremony held by the government for many years.

Chang Suining had people start preparing for this sea sacrifice ceremony half a month ago, and released the news in advance.

On the day when the sea ceremony was held, the sea was blue, the sky was blue, and there were no clouds in the sky.

The people had long heard that Chang Suining would personally host the sea sacrifice, so the ceremony was particularly lively. Some people even came before dawn just to get a good seat first.

Amidst the commotion of the crowd, Chang Sui Ning, wearing the official robe of the Jiedu Envoy, stepped onto the high altar under the guidance of the etiquette officer.

The surroundings suddenly became more noisy.

"Chang Jishi!" Gu Erlang cheered along with the people. He couldn't help himself. Just as he was about to approach the altar, a guard blocked him with his sword. He frowned and said coldly: "Don't force me to draw my sword."

Gu Erlang suddenly came back to his senses, took a step back, looked at the female guard with an exotic face in front of him, and recognized her at a glance. He smiled and appeased her: "Whatever sword you draw, it's all from your family...and today is to pray for blessings, isn't it good?" See the blood!"

Kang Zhi's expression remained indifferent: "Since Gu Erlang knows the importance, he should respect himself."

Whenever the second son of the Gu family appears, he has a look of insanity on his face. He always wants to get in front of the adults in her family. He really has a face that deserves a beating.

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

Beside the altar, in addition to the guards responsible for maintaining order, there were more than a hundred fishermen standing at the same time.

Soon, drum beats sounded, and the sea ceremony officially began.

The prayer flags embroidered by the fishermen were fluttering in the wind under the sun, and the sound of drums seemed to make circles of ripples rise on the sea surface. According to the process, you need to ask the sky to predict the bad luck.

The person responsible for asking the hexagrams at this ceremony was Wu Jue. He had observed the stars last night and measured the wind direction on the sea today. He had already made a judgment in his mind, but when he came up with the auspicious hexagrams, he still showed great joy.

[Getting the auspicious hexagram, showing joy in return] - this is a part of the process book he got that must be followed.

Wujue, who was wearing a Taoist robe, showed good fortune to the fishermen and people around the altar, and said to Chang Sui Ning with joy on his face: "Sir, this is a sign of good luck! If we open the sea this year, it will definitely be a peaceful and good year! "

Seeing Wu Jue's face breaking out of laughter because he was trying to comply with the procedure, Chang Sui Ning Sui joined him, smiling brightly.

After hearing this hexagram, the fishermen burst into cheers.

Chang Sui Ning stood above the altar, facing the sea ahead, and bowed: "The vast yellow water will last for thousands of years. God's grace can be seen by the sun and the moon."

The fishermen all around also followed suit, kneeling down and worshiping in the direction of the sea, all with pious expressions.

Relying on mountains and water, most of them have made a living by fishing for generations. For them, the existence of this sea is a gift from God. The significance of the sea worship ceremony is not only to pray for a good harvest and safety, but also to express reverence and gratitude to the sea.

The people who gathered behind were also infected by the solemn and pious spirit of the fishermen. They fell silent for a while and did not make any noise or offend.

Chang Suining held the sea bowl filled with rice wine in both hands and worshiped three times towards the sea. Each time he worshiped, he said slowly -

"I respect the **** who protects the sea, and I hope the sea will be calm and the wind will be calm."

"Two respect the heaven, the earth, the sun and the moon, and wish to pray for a good harvest and prosperity for all people."

"Three respects to the ancestors of the sea, and I hope that my people will go home in peace."

After praying three times, Chang Suining held the bowl in one hand and his sleeve in the other, slowly pouring the strong wine on the altar.

Under the altar, not far away, Wang Yue, who was worshiping, looked at his master's figure and felt the pious and vigorous people around him. His eyes were moist for no reason. When he straightened up, he couldn't help but raise his sleeves and press the corners of his eyes.

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

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

Luo Guanlin rarely left the Governor's Mansion to go out, and this was his first time to participate in such a grand and lively occasion.

Listening and watching are always different. At this moment, he was in the ceremony of worshiping the sea, and the feelings of the people that he felt personally could not be conveyed concretely in that official document, even if it was a meticulous and meticulous document.

The people are in good spirits and look forward to a peaceful and prosperous year together.

In addition, Luo Guanlin could also clearly sense that the flourishing public sentiment in Zhaosu contained more than just the desire for a good harvest—

Luo Guanlin raised his head slightly and looked up at the figure above the altar.

The sun was dazzling, and the flags fluttering in the sea breeze under the sky cast dancing light and shadow on the figure.

The light and shadow are mottled, blurring her description. The sea breeze ruffles her robe, but only her figure is still visible, as tall and tall as a green bamboo.

She stood there, offering sacrifices to the sea on behalf of the people. Every move she made showed her devotion to heaven and earth, and her compassion for the living people.

She stands in this vast world, facing the vast ocean, but she doesn't feel insignificant at all. The divine form and gas around her body are completely natural. Although invisible, she is indestructible -

When Luo Guanlin looked into his eyes, he felt that he could see some...unspeakable aura.

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

She said she was willing to support Li...

But what he saw at this moment gave him an extremely clear feeling - there was no way she would be inferior to anyone.

Luo Guanlin's eyes changed several times, and he slowly closed his fingers in his sleeves, but strangely realized that he could not feel the slightest anger about being "coaxed".

Probably he couldn't imagine at this moment... who could make her willing to live under him.

On the altar, she was worshiping the gods on behalf of the people, and in the eyes of the people of Jiangdu, wasn't she a **** worthy of worship?

This is another important sentiment that Luo Guanlin noticed.

People's hearts don't lie. Luo Guanlin was in it, and his mind was hit by waves.

The drumbeats gradually became more cheerful, and some shirtless fishermen performed a sea-sacrifice dance, creating a high atmosphere.

Today, not only ordinary people came to watch the ceremony of worshiping the sea, but also merchants headed by Jiang Hai, as well as literati from all over the world. Looking around, there were huge crowds of people and loud voices like thunder.

Some people have heard the news about the reopening of the Shipping Department. The reason why Chang Suining set up such a grand ceremony to sacrifice the sea today is, firstly, to inspire people, and secondly, to declare her determination to reopen the Shipping Department. Just to create a grand occasion.

The word "grand occasion" itself has many meanings and functions.

To publicize grand events, the pen in the hands of literati is indispensable.

Zheng Chao, who came to the "platform", had a panoramic view of this scene, became inspired by poetry, and wrote a poem to praise it.

Zheng Chao recited with his hands behind his back, and Wang Yi, Wang Yue's son, wrote it on his behalf. As for why he didn't write it himself, it was because it was more heroic to recite it by mouth. Secondly...his wrist really hurt.

Because Zheng Chao started to build momentum, many literati and scholars followed suit. For a time, poems and dialogues began to flow one after another, and the gorgeous words danced in the sea breeze.

Wang Yue was not willing to lag behind others, so he also asked people to find paper and pen.

Wang Yue spread the paper on a drum in front of him. However, when he was speaking, he was hesitant. As he was thinking about it, he saw a hand stretched out in front of him: "Wangshan, borrow a pen." One use.”

Wang Yuegang raised his head, but the hair in his hand had been taken away.

Luo Guanlin bent slightly and wrote with a pen. His handwriting was as clear as a thin plum blossom, but it penetrated the back of the paper.

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

It should be noted that since my friend became "Mr. Qian", he has never written a poem.

Sure enough, it was Luo Guanlin who moved the world with his poetry and prose.

Such a good poem will surely spread all over the world.

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

But he didn't ask to "borrow" it. Firstly, this idea was too shameless and unworthy of a scholar. Secondly, his friend had already signed it - the word "Qian Shen" was signed on it.

Good night~