With more than an hour left before the public sacrifice ceremony, a large number of people started to flow in Anhua City and began to gather towards Dongshan Park.
No matter men, women, old or young, regardless of high or low, everyone has a white flower tied on their right arm.
Without exception.
As early as the day for the public memorial was set, word spread from the Inspection Office that anyone could go to pay homage to the victims of the Word of the God incident.
That's why so many people came spontaneously.
Let me say one more thing by the way.
According to tradition, the white flowers worn when paying homage to the deceased are best made of white cloth.
Due to this public sacrifice, all the white cloths in fabric stores in the city were sold out, and many civilians could only use white paper to fold a white flower.
Xing Peng's father-in-law, Fan Ancheng, and his family were also among the people involved in the abortion.
It's not just this family.
As long as everyone has some status, everyone will come.
Don't want to come?
Ah!
When Director Cheng established the charity association, he once said privately, "If anyone doesn't come, I will definitely remember it clearly."
The words are still ringing in your ears, who dares not to think about them?
Anyone with a little better knowledge knows that the person who really has the final say in Anhua City today is not the Grand Consul, but the Director of the Inspection Department.
Director Cheng will perform a public memorial ceremony in person. If he doesn't go, he will not give the director face. Do you want to hang out in Anhua City in the future?
soon.
The luxury crystal car that Fan Ancheng and his family were riding in drove to an open space away from Dongshan Park and slowly stopped.
The driver wearing white gloves said respectfully: "The roads ahead are all blocked by the inspection office, so we can only walk to the public memorial site."
Fan Ancheng said "hmm".
The wife of the wealthy businessman complained: "It's so cold and I have to walk a kilometer in the snow. It's really frustrating!"
Fan Ancheng frowned and shouted rudely: "This is a decision personally made by the director, please keep your mouth shut!"
What kind of person Director Cheng is, how can he be criticized so easily? If these words spread, won't he bring trouble to his family for nothing?
Fan Xiaoqian also persuaded: "Mom, Xing Peng is now the inspector general. As family members, we should support the work of the inspection office."
The wife did not dare to confront her husband, so she pointed the finger at her daughter: "You, you are talking to Xing Peng every day before you get married."
Fan Xiaoqian blushed and did not argue with her mother.
The family got out of the car, stepped through the thick snow, and joined the flow of people on the road.
After walking more than ten meters.
Fan Ancheng glanced at the flowers held by his daughter, then turned to his wife and asked in a low voice: "You didn't forget to bring money, right?"
The wife nodded: "You told me several times yesterday, of course I brought it."
She complained habitually again: "If I want to lay a bouquet of flowers in front of the monument, I have to donate fifty gold coins first. I think the Inspection Office has really taken advantage of money."
What this woman said was exactly the gossip that spread from the Fang family in Dongyuan.
As everyone knows, the director is permanently stationed in the Winter Garden. This is probably what Director Cheng privately hinted to the Fang family to let out.
Fan Xiaoqian explained in a soft voice: "Public sacrifice is a major event that the whole city pays attention to. Giving flowers can show your face in front of the whole city and win a good reputation as a 'good person'. Naturally, you have to pay some price."
"The Inspectorate did not put the money in their pockets, but paid for the ceremony, and the remaining money was used for civilian welfare. This is a smart approach of win-win-win."
The wife still looked concerned about money: "Fifty gold coins is too much, I think twenty is more reasonable!"
Fan Ancheng glared at his wife, and his tone became increasingly impatient: "You know nothing!"
The wife mumbled something in a low voice and said no more.
Go forward a little further.
There are more and more people around.
No one spoke.
Everyone looked solemn.
Infected by the atmosphere, the family just moved forward in silence.
*
Not long after.
The family approached the entrance of Dongshan Park.
Fan Xiaoqian suddenly stretched out her right hand and pointed forward, and shouted with surprise: "Mom, Dad, Xing Peng is on duty over there!"
Fan Ancheng heard the sound and immediately saw Xing Peng's figure.
The newly promoted inspector general was standing at the entrance of the park with his back straight, saluting the civilians entering the park, and repeating one sentence: "The inspection office thanks everyone for coming to attend the memorial ceremony."
The more my wife watched, the more satisfied she became: "Xiao Peng is a good boy!"
Her precious daughter is about to marry the youngest inspector general in the city. Every time she talks about this with her friends in the circle, she can see the look of envy on his face. Of course she is extremely satisfied.
Fan Xiaoqian felt a little distressed: "There are so many people in the park today, I'm afraid Xing Peng's arms will be sore from doing the salute."
Fan Ancheng said with emotion: "An inspection office that respects civilians will definitely gain the widest support. The inspection office led by Director Cheng does have a different atmosphere."
The three of them actually had their own opinions.
*
After entering the park.
The family donated fifty gold coins and was guided by a maid to a waiting area adjacent to Dongshan.
Many tents have been set up here in advance, and each tent also has a fire pit for heating, which is also a small bonus for the money.
As expected, the people who enter this place are all from the city's wealthy class, or at the very top of the middle class.
Fan Ancheng walked around the tent and strolled out.
The mother and daughter were too lazy to go out to socialize, so they sat by the brazier to warm themselves up.
After a while.
Fan Ancheng is back.
The wealthy businessman said with a strange look: "I just heard the news that the Grand Consul does not intend to attend the public memorial ceremony."
The wife rubbed her palms and said casually: "Public sacrifices are a matter led by the Inspection Office. The Grand Consul doesn't want to be pressured, so it's not surprising that he doesn't want to come."
Many people know that the position of the Grand Consul is already on the verge of collapse, so when the family talks about the Grand Consul, there is no awe at all.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Fan Ancheng glanced at his daughter appreciatively: "Xiaoqian is right."
He couldn't help but sigh: "If that Excellency comes, maybe the position of the Grand Consul can be more stable, just for the sake of face..."
The rest of the words are not finished yet.
But both mother and daughter understood the meaning.
The wife gossiped: "Director Cheng's ability is definitely the strongest among all the previous directors in this city. Maybe Xuan Ge will let Director Cheng serve as the Grand Consul concurrently."
Fan Ancheng subconsciously denied: "This is impossible!"
Fan Xiaoqian supported her mother: "It's really possible!"
She immediately explained the reason: "The current situation is so chaotic that it is impossible for Xuanshi to take charge of matters personally, and the Tai'an Xiaoling Realm cannot choose anyone more capable than Director Cheng."
Fan Ancheng also came to his senses: "That's right."
His wife suddenly became excited: "If Director Cheng really becomes the chief consul, will Xing Peng's future be even brighter?"
Fan Ancheng nodded heavily: "Of course!"
The wife smiled happily: "Old Fan, you have chosen a good son-in-law!"
Fan Ancheng looked proud: "My taste has always been good."
Fan Xiaoqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This is just a guess. The chief consul has not resigned yet. Are you too happy too soon?"
at this time.
The loud bell resounded throughout Dongshan Park.
"Boom! Boom!"
This bell was specially transported for public sacrifice.
Fan Ancheng stood up immediately and urged in a low voice: "The ceremony has begun, let's go there quickly."
The family hurried out of the tent and, together with the huge flow of people, poured into the viewing area designated around Dongshan.
The wife looked around and clucked her tongue: "Oh my God! There are at least tens of thousands of people here, right?"
Fan Ancheng nodded: "Absolutely."
"Boom! Boom!"
"Boom! Boom!"
The sound of bells came from all directions.
These are the bells from various locations in the city.
*
Ten o'clock sharp.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people.
Cheng Han, wearing the director's high-end dress, walked to the top of the mountain with a serious look, raised his hand and waved lightly.
"call!"
A piece of black cloth flew up out of thin air.
A three-meter-high commemorative stone tablet revealed its true appearance.
Cheng Han stared at the simple stone tablet and the densely carved names on it, and a clear voice instantly spread throughout Dongshan: "May your souls return to the top of Shenrong!"
A loud voice rang out immediately.
"salute!"
From Cheng Han down, more than 300 inspectors all saluted.
More than 2,000 family members of the victims gathered in a designated area, with tears streaming down their faces and bursts of wailing.
The cold wind swept by, carrying the crying far away.
Although tens of thousands of people gathered at the foot of the mountain, the crowd was extremely quiet, and everyone listened to the cry in the wind.
Fan Xiaoqian, mother and daughter, unconsciously stretched out their hands to wipe away their tears.
Fan Ancheng's eyes were red, and he cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn Ability God!"
In the past, this wealthy businessman did not have much sympathy for civilians. The number of civilian deaths was really just a number to him.
But at this moment, he hated Ability God from the bottom of his heart.
this moment.
A sentiment called "same hatred and hatred" permeated the crowd.
*
Within the city.
A certain intersection.
"Boom!"
The bell rang.
A team of inspectors on duty immediately turned around and looked in the direction of Dongshan.
The chief inspector who led the team immediately shouted:
"Salute to the dead!"
A group of people bowed neatly and stared at Dongshan for a long time.
A large number of passers-by around him stopped when they saw this, and many even took off their hats and let the falling snow drift to their heads.
Even a few passers-by riding feathered beasts jumped off their mounts and looked towards the east mountain.
*
Anhua City No. 3 Middle School.
Under the arrangement of the school teacher, all the students in the school lined up neatly on the reading ground ten minutes in advance.
"Boom!"
The loud ringing of the bell shook the school.
The principal of the school has been standing on the stage for half an hour, with his hair and shoulders covered with a layer of snow.
The moment he heard the bell, he roared decisively:
"Everyone pays tribute to the victims!"
Thousands of students looked towards Dongshan together.
Just now, some students had smiles on their faces.
But at this moment, these students felt the solemn atmosphere, and their playful and smiling faces disappeared completely, leaving only solemn expressions.
It's not just this middle school.
Other primary and secondary schools in the city all staged the same scene.
This is naturally a manifestation of Director Cheng's will.
The principals of primary and secondary schools are all retired soldiers from the Black Armored Army, and he is the active deputy captain of the Black Armored Army. As long as he gives an order, which school dares not to obey?