The little boy replied solemnly: "Come back to the leader, my name is Zhao, with the courtesy name Zishang. Leader, you can call me Zishang or Zhaoer."
Xu Yue patted his little head kindly, "Sima Zhao..."
It turns out that your boy is Sima Zhao!
!
Xu Yue suddenly thought of a question.
Is it possible that her home will be stolen by the Sima father and son in the future?
"Chief, what are you thinking about?" Zhao Bei followed Xu Yue all the way and saw that she was thoughtful all the way and couldn't help but express concern.
Xu Yue came back to her senses, faced Zhao Bei's concern, waved her hand and said: "It's okay, I was just wondering if there are any flaws in the arrangements for this year's New Year's Gala."
There was no way she could tell Zhao Bei that I was worried that the Sima family would steal her home.
But now that I think about it, her behavior is purely a sequelae of the TV series.
Xu Jiajun's political system determined that power would not be concentrated in the hands of just one person. It would be almost impossible to divide and reduce power and recreate the old imperial system.
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Zhao Bei didn't think much about it. When he saw Xu Yue mentioning the New Year Gala, he curiously asked:
"I heard that this year's party will be held in the evening because, leader, you have a new artifact to show off?"
Xu Yue still doesn't know about his little thoughts. She just wants to find out the news first and go back to brag and show off.
"It will be kept secret for now, and you will know when the time comes."
After leaving these words, Xu Yue simply did not return to the government office, and turned around and walked towards the school grounds on the outskirts of the city.
This year's party will not be in the city, but will be held at the school grounds outside the city.
The place is spacious and can accommodate twenty to thirty thousand people. There is currently no such large venue in the city.
Zhao Bei watched Xu Yue leave the city and sighed heartily. The secret leader's mouth was too strict.
However, the more this happens, the more curious everyone becomes.
In this way, the time came for the official day that the people in Hejian were most looking forward to.
The weather cleared up the day before, the snow melted all day and night, and the unpaved roads were full of mud puddles.
Fortunately, a cement floor was cleared out early in the school grounds as a performance stage, otherwise tonight's party performance would have turned into a puddle.
Faced with this emergency situation, the members of the drama troupe in charge of the party immediately sent a representative, Wen Qing, to ask the goddess if they could use magic to help clean up the venue.
Xu Erniang was idle and she happily led her two children to the school grounds ahead of everyone else.
Except for the performance stage paved with concrete floor, the campus of Nottingham University has long been turned into a muddy area.
However, Wen Qing and others have covered the school ground with straw overnight, so there is no problem for pedestrians.
But how can this be enough?
Because this year was a party, I heard that the leader was going to bring out a new artifact, so people from all over the world gathered in Hejian for this purpose.
Just be casual in front of your family.
But in front of outsiders, Xu Jiajun cannot be underestimated!
"Goddess, let's see what we can do? It's time for the party in five hours, and now some villagers are already coming one after another." Wen Qing was so anxious that there were blisters on the corners of his mouth, and he spoke with an open mouth.
It must be bigger, it hurts so much that he gasps.
Xu Erniang glanced at him sympathetically, took out her wand and threw it with the Holy Light Healing Technique. The corners of Wen Qing's mouth were blistered and deflated visibly.
Although it's not completely healed, it's already many times more comfortable than before.
Wen Qing gratefully hugged the goddess and bowed, then hurriedly discussed a solution with her.
Just as he was talking, Xu Dongbei raised his hand and said: "I can evaporate the water."
However, the ground that had already been trampled and pitted became very ugly after being dried out in the sun.
But it's much better than laying straw.
Xu Erniang nodded, first accepting it as plan one, then looking at the other members of the art troupe, "If you have any ideas, please speak up and I will try my best to cooperate."
Some people suggested that you just freeze it into ice, which would make you look taller.
Wen Qing immediately slapped the man angrily: "There are so many people, if one of them slips, they will all fall down. Are you responsible for anything that happens?"
The members scratched their heads and did not dare to say anything more.
Xu Erniang looked around the school grounds, tsked her hips and thought for a moment, "Let's do this. Let's make a lawn now."
"Ah?" Wen Qing and others were dumbfounded, "Is this okay?"
Xu Erniang raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong with this?"
How bold a person is, how productive the magic is!
First, let the northeast of her home evaporate the snow on the ground. She is setting up a life formation. Finally, she asks her daughter Pingyuan to activate the resurrection magic that she has been studying for so long. Isn't that what it takes?
"Hurry up and go to the leader to get enough grass seeds!" Xu Erniang ordered.
Wen Qing nodded blankly, was pushed by a member, then mounted his fast horse and rushed towards the city.
When we arrived at the city gate, we walked onto the cement road, borrowed the city guard's bicycle, and headed straight for the government office.
By the time Wen Qing asked for grass seeds from Xu Yue, the straw on the school field had been removed by the soldiers, and the ground had been evaporated and hardened by Xu Dongbei's magic.
Wen Qing walked in a hurry and almost tripped over a raised rut.
"Here are the seeds!" Wen Qing looked at Xu Dongbei, who was sitting on the straw pile and drinking milk tea. He was holding the seeds blankly and didn't know who to hand them to.
Xu Erniang was already standing on the middle performance stage, closing her eyes and silently reciting this long mantra and activating the formation.
A six-pointed star continued to expand over the school grounds, and finally enveloped the entire school grounds.
Xu Pingyuan, on the other hand, was standing on the dry mud field where the audience was watching, sticking his buttocks up and kicking the mud.
Finally, after finishing the milk tea, Xu Dongbei said with a milky voice: "Let me spread the grass seeds evenly on the school field, my mother-in-law said."
"oh oh!"
Wen Qing finally regained his direction and mobilized all the members and the soldiers responsible for security. With more people and strength, all the seeds were sown in a short time.
"Exit the school grounds." Xu Dongbei stood on the straw pile and gave instructions again. He was a small person, but he seemed to be able to give instructions like that.
As a result, everyone except the mother and daughter retreated outside the formation.
Wen Qing hugged Xu Dongbei, the little guy twisted and slid to the ground, and said seriously:
"Thank you, Uncle Wenqing, but grandpa said that I am already three years old and a little man. I can no longer be held by adults."
Wen Qing wiped the sweat from his head and nodded gently to show respect.
As soon as he raised his eyes, the whole person was stunned.
I didn't know when the white light had covered the entire school grounds, and a little drizzle fell. The originally yellow and dry land became soft, and the soil gradually covered the grass seeds that had been sown before.
Then, in the drizzle, the mud ground trembled, and a little bit of green came out forcefully, and finally broke through the ground.
They grew taller and taller, working hard to stretch their branches. Eventually, the muddy yellow school field turned into a refreshing green field.
The school grounds moistened by drizzle exude a refreshing fragrance, ushering in a spring scene in the cold winter.
"The grass is really growing!"
"The grass is really growing!"
Everyone onlookers cheered, crossed their chests with one hand and murmured in a low voice:
