Listening to these words spoken next door, the prefect Gu Jiantong carefully put down the small wine glass he was holding.
"Yuan Chuang!" Magistrate Gu Jiantong shouted.
After hearing the shout, Yuan Chuang quickly walked forward a few steps, stood next to the prefect Gu Jiantong, and asked in a low voice: "Master, what can I do for you?"
Yuan Chuang was a servant of the prefect Gu Jiantong. Seeing that he was serious and loyal, the prefect Gu Jianyuan took this servant Yuan Chuang with him.
Over the years, servant Yuan Chuang has helped the prefect Gu Jiantong a lot.
Looking at Yuan Chuang's figure, he is indeed a bit thin. His face is yellow and his appearance is not much different from that of Mr. Gu Jiantong.
However, if I hadn’t done so many things with my master over the years, my body shape would still be as thin as before. Compared with before, my current body shape is pretty good.
The prefect Gu Jiantong lowered his voice and whispered in the ear of his servant Yuan Chuang: "You ordered people to change the words written on the notices posted in the city and in those counties."
Before Gu Jiantong could finish speaking, Yuan Chuang asked in a surprised voice, "Sir, why is this?"
"Just go as I say." After saying this, the prefect Gu Jiantong carefully whispered in the ear of his servant Yuan Chuang: "In this way, you will wait for a while..."
The sound was heard getting smaller and smaller, and no one knew what the two said.
After a while, after the master finished speaking, even though he still wanted to ask why he did this, after thinking about it, Yuan Chuang, who knew the master Gu Jiantong as a person, had no choice but to stop talking.
I saw that servant Yuan Chuang responded: "Okay, I'll do it now."
"Don't screw up. If you throw out a fork, you won't get the good news." Master Gu Jiantong warned.
Listening to the master's words, the servant Yuan Chuang knew that this mission was very important to the master.
Seeing this, servant Yuan Chuang walked out.
Looking at the back of his servant Yuan Chuang leaving, Master Gu Jiantong continued to pick up the wine glass in front of the table, took a sip of wine, and continued to eat the food.
While listening to the passionate words coming from next door, I ate the wine in front of the table.
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Food, these voices next door are like Gu Jiantong's food to go with the wine.
In the city today, it can be said that almost everyone is celebrating.
After all, the issuance of the sea ban was a torture for the people in such a coastal place. Furthermore, it can be said that the people near the coast have relied on the sea for their livelihood for generations.
In the busy street, I saw the two unkempt men appearing among the crowd again.
"Where are you going?" Seeing the young lady walking very fast, Cen Rong, the maid wearing a bamboo hat and veil, was inevitably a little nervous, for fear of being lost.
I saw that Miss Han Muxin was walking very fast, and her pace did not stop along the way.
Perhaps it was because of the various acrobatic performances in Liangcheng Fucheng that Han Muxin slowed down just now.
However, these handyman performances were not what Han Muxin really wanted.
However, these acrobatic performances were so good that Han Muxin's heart was attracted to them.
In this busy street, the maid Cen Rong did not dare to call her miss for fear that something bad would happen to her.
"What are you doing moving so fast? I can hardly keep up." Cen Rong, the maidservant, said.
Listening to Cen Rong's words and looking at the out of breath look, Han Mu thought to himself: "Hurry up?"
Cen Rong nodded: "I'm afraid I'll lose you."
"Then I'll walk slower next time." He said, looking at these colorful things, Han Mu felt extremely happy, but the veil and the bamboo hat were still on, so how could he see them? What kind of face does Miss Han Muxin have?
At this time, Miss Han Muxin saw a very spectacular scene. She excitedly took the maid's hand and said, "Look over there."
Listening to the young lady's words, the maid Cen Rong looked over there.
I saw an artist holding a torch in his left hand and a bowl in his right hand. He poured the contents of the bowl into his mouth, then held the torch in his left hand, adjusted the position, puffed his mouth, and moved toward the torch. Blow up.
I saw a long line of flames forming, which was very spectacular.
Common people who often watch these are not too surprised about this, but like little
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It is quite strange that Sister Han Muxin and her maid Cen Rong have never been seen before.
"Rong'er, how did you do that?" ten-year-old Han Muxin asked the twenty-year-old maid Cen Rong standing aside.
Although the maid Cen Rong is now twenty and should know something about it, the last time she saw such a scene was more than ten years ago, and most of what happened more than ten years ago has been forgotten.
Facing the young lady's question, the maid Cen Rong shook her head, expressing that she didn't know.
Seeing that the maid Cen Rong was confused, Han Muxin stopped asking any more questions and continued to walk a few steps forward and began to revel in these various acrobatic performances.
Although you can watch it for free without paying any money, for Han Muxin, who is only ten years old, this is already the best.
I walked a few steps forward, and as I walked, I came to a small alley that was rarely used by people.
Seeing that there was no one here, Miss Han Muxin asked: "Rong'er, what do you think the capital is like? Is it more spectacular than here?"
Although the last time she saw the capital was more than ten years ago, Cen Rong was only a few years old at the time. Now twenty years old, most of Cen Rong's memories of the capital have been blurred, but she knows that the capital is definitely more beautiful. Still prosperous.
"Of course it's more spectacular than here, and the capital is much bigger than here. But miss, we went through all the trouble to come here not to appreciate these things. Have you forgotten what our mother said to us back then?" said the maid Cen Rong. .
Listening to Cen Rong's words and thinking about what his mother had said back then, Han Muxin, who had been smiling just now, suddenly lost sight of that smile.
"I haven't forgotten." Miss Han said heartily.
Seeing that there was no one here, the maid Cen Rong asked Miss Han Muxinlai: "Miss, is joining the militia really the best way?"
Han Muxin nodded: "Not entirely, but let's give it a try, just in case it succeeds. Although mother and mother have said that there are many ways to redress the grievances of our Han family, but it is not just about finding one. If you can succeed with just one try, you have to try multiple methods. If you try too many times, you will always succeed. We are not men, so it is natural that many things should be inconvenient."
Listening to Miss Han Muxin's words, the maid Cen Rong suddenly thought of her mother. Unknowingly, her eyes suddenly became moist.
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