After all the numbers were drawn, there was a huge sound of disappointment in the square, and countless number one tickets were thrown into the air, forming a short "snow scene".
A very small number of people won the third prize and held up their No. 1 pick tickets in the crowd to call their friends.
Although the money is not much, only a few taels, but winning the lottery itself is a happy thing.
Zhang Dongxiang looked at the numbers on the stage board stupidly and rubbed his eyes.
Then he slowly took out the top pick tickets in his hand and compared them one by one.
Li Yansong and Li Yansong beside them no longer shy away from Fang Zhengyi. Anyway, he has already lost face in front of this kid and has nothing to hide.
The two looked at it briefly, threw away the winning tickets, and then looked at the crowd.
"It seems that it is much harder to win the No. 1 ticket than imagined..."
"I...seem to have been hit..."
Li Yansong and Zheng Qiao suddenly became energetic and gathered around Zhang Dongxiang.
"Won? Let me wait and see. What's the prize?"
"Wait a minute..."
Fang Zhengyi also came over, looked at the winning tickets and compared them several times, and then his face dropped.
This old man! I'm so lucky. Didn't my internal quota get taken up?
He turned to look at Zhang Dongxiang and said, "Third uncle, do you still want to donate this time?"
Zhang Dongxiang shook his head instinctively.
Just kidding, two thousand taels! It’s not a small amount to get anywhere.
Fang Zheng glanced at him with disdain, then pulled up his sleeves: "Come on, follow me to the stage to receive the award!"
At first, Zhang Dongxiang felt like he was falling into the clouds, but he suddenly became energetic after this. He stretched out his sleeves vigorously and said anxiously: "I'm not going! Get away! Didn't you say you can do it within three days? I'll come back to pick it up tomorrow!"
Fang Zheng looked at him playfully: "Oh! Isn't it time for you to be cunning and cunning? I didn't expect you, Third Uncle, to be a sanctimonious hypocrite."
"You say it smells great when you win the prize. It seems that money is more important than principles!"
"Oh, let it go, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Dongxiang's old face turned red from suppressing it, and he regretted what he said just now.
"Okay, okay! Fang Zhengyi, you're almost done! Don't you know how to respect the elderly and love the young at all?" Li Yansong stamped his feet and beat his chest.
It's really unbearable for three people to be played like this by a young man at their age...
When Fang Zheng saw this, he stopped teasing him: "Okay! Congratulations to the third uncle. I will come to the square tomorrow to redeem the prize. I will definitely send someone here to welcome you!"
Zhang Dongxiang straightened his clothes in embarrassment, then returned to normal and said with a straight face: "Ahem... Got it!"
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Inside Denjin Square.
Yan Guoan looked at the group of people in front of him with a sullen face. Compared with half a month ago, there were already fewer scholars gathered at this time.
I heard from other people that the Theater Critics Corner in Banshanfang is extremely interesting, and many people feel embarrassed to come back to their place again.
Nowadays, the remaining ones can be regarded as strong-willed, and they have never gone to Banshanfang to see those messy things.
Yan Guoan couldn't help but feel angry when he thought of the messy dramas that had been staged in Banshanfang recently.
If you lose again in a gambling battle, you will be really shameless!
"Everyone, the recent development of Banshanfang is no less than that of Dengjinfang. What do you think?"
Everyone looked at each other, what do they think? We had a good time reading in Xuan Ming Pavilion every day, and we had no ideas.
We haven't been to Banshanfang either....
Su Rongxuan glanced at everyone and couldn't help but feel a little proud.
You are a bunch of idiots, why should you just study in the pavilion when Master Yan told you to study? I don’t know that taking the initiative to share Shangguan’s worries is simply stupid!
Su Rongxuan took a step forward and said: "Back to your lord, I know a little bit about the news about Banshanfang. The recent No. 1 pick has made a fuss in the capital. They must have made a lot of money through it."
"We can definitely use the same lottery method. If we have money, do we still have to worry about development?"
Yan Guoan said calmly: "The lottery method is authorized by the imperial power... Others are not allowed to use it again, and this matter should not be mentioned again!"
Who in the city doesn’t know that No. 1 lottery tickets can make a lot of money! But Fang Zhengyi was so cunning that he actually blocked the road in advance.
Others can't intervene now even if they want to, otherwise why wouldn't Yan Guoan want to do it?
Su Rongxuan looked like he was deep in thought, then walked slowly and said: "The achievements of your governance are obvious to all. Now the development cannot be better. It will be really difficult to make further progress in the short term."
"Banshanfang only developed by cheating money, and all the money was spent on building bridges and paving roads. It can be said that there is no education at all, and the people are even more vulgar and ignorant and have not changed."
"I have another idea. I heard that the current saint does not like Buddhism and thinks that it does not involve labor. There is a newly promoted eminent monk in Yuhufang who is sought after by countless people. If we invite the eminent monk to Fuyun Temple in Banshanfang, what will happen? More publicity..."
"I think those stupid people who come to Banshanfang will definitely flock to it in the short term. They openly promote Buddhism and make the poor even poorer. They will definitely achieve success in less than a month!"
"Then your lord will also have something to say in the court."
Several young people in the crowd fell silent when they heard what he said, feeling very uncomfortable.
Didn't you promise to help educate the people... Your behavior is like looking at the next door to learn better. Instead of competing with others to see who works harder, you tear up people's books. It's simply too despicable...
Several people thought for a while and felt a little embarrassed to be in the company of such people, so they turned around and left silently.
Yan Guoan saw it and didn't stop him without any expression on his face.
"This is a very clever plan, but this eminent monk has never heard of it."
Someone in the crowd raised his hand and said, "I know! Master Huijue from Yuhufang has appeared like a comet in a short period of time. No one can match him when talking about Buddhism. Countless people have come to him for consecration. I heard that he charges a lot of money." !”
Yan Guoan smiled disdainfully.
TOLL? He seems to be a liar who is just trying to gain fame.
"This man has profound Buddhist knowledge. A villain once spat at him. Master Huijue did it. He even wrote a "Xiao Shi Tan Ji" on the spot. The villain was so ashamed that he repented. Later, people who visited the master began to Countless.”
"I heard that seeing the master's face brings peace to people's hearts. The master suffered a lot. Physical disabilities and mental insults could not shake him in the slightest. The money he received was only to build temples."
"Nowadays, it can be said to be even more difficult to meet Master Shang Huijue!"
Hiss~ There is such a magnanimous person?
Yan Guoan couldn't help but admire him a little. It seemed that his villain's heart judged the heart of a gentleman.
"Okay, Su Rongxuan, I appreciate you very much, so I will leave this matter to you. Can you invite Master Huijue to Fuyun Temple?"
Su Rongxuan's eyes flashed with ecstasy: "Thank you, sir! I am determined to live up to your trust!"
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