Chapter 193: Hard work turns into a feast, fireworks turn into fairy spirit
"The prefect has already gone in, why are you still outside?"
"Take a breath." Zhao Xuan couldn't suppress the irritability in her voice, "Hurry up and serve the food, let him finish eating and get out."
"Well, our plan is..."
"I know. I can't command the army, but the censor persuaded the prefect to let them be on alert today and stand by in the barracks. This is an order that risks causing mutiny."
Zhou Shi understood her implication and quickly said: "Every effort will be rewarded. I haven't found any abnormalities here."
"Well..." Zhao Xuan smoothed her hair and said, "You are very capable. Even God is at your disposal."
"Ha, ha." Zhou Shiqian laughed twice.
"Where's the buryer?"
"There's a fire burning in the backyard, always on standby."
After Zhao Xuan entered, Zhou Shi quickly ran back to the backyard, caught Meng Xingyuan and asked:
"Is the troupe ready?"
"Okay, okay!"
"The singing will begin after all the guests have finished their speeches."
"Don't worry, I'm familiar with this process," Meng Xingyuan puffed up his chest, which was quite funny for a middle-aged man in his fifties.
Zhou Shi nodded, turned his head to confirm the status of the dishes, and clicked on the dishes when he finished the last syllable of the congratulations.
Phew... finally caught up.
After the emergency renovation of Fengde Building was completed, they spent another whole day conducting drills to familiarize the clerks and masters with the work process. All their hard work bore fruit today.
After the outer wall was demolished, he could see the stage from the yard. Not only him, the lively scene of Fengde Building also attracted many people. They stood on the only small plot of land where it didn't rain, and sat in front of the stage.
All the dignitaries and dignitaries listened to the play together, which was a great pleasure.
The problem is that there are too many people outside, especially when they hear something important, they still shout "ok", which makes the guests look back frequently, as if they are not satisfied with this environment.
Sure enough, Agui, who was standing in the hall as a waiter, ran over and said: "Shopkeeper, some guests said that it was too noisy outside and it affected their ability to listen to the show, so we asked us to go out and chase them away."
"Okay, I'll..."
"But the prefect said it doesn't matter. It's better to make the theater more lively." Agui then said with a look of embarrassment on his face, "The prefect said we are not allowed to drive out the people during the Chinese New Year. Look at this..."
Well, this prefect is still a lively master.
At this time, Wu Sheng on the stage did some twenty somersaults, causing a flood of "Okay" to be heard outside. But the prefect sitting under the stage was not affected at all, but shook his head and sang along with Lao Sheng.
"It's okay, I'll take care of it."
After sending Agui away, Zhou Shi waved his hand, and several waiters immediately pulled out several carts, followed by four young actors.
"Are you all ready? Repeat what I told you."
"Yes. As instructed by the shopkeeper, let us take snacks, candies and wine to the previously arranged place to perform. Whoever is willing to worship the God of Wealth in our car can eat the same snack and drink a bowl of wine." Zhou Shi nodded and said to the well-dressed young actors: "Show your strength. If more people see it, I will reward you with more money."
"Thank you, shopkeeper!"
The actors were very excited. They were all apprentices of the Wang Family Troupe and had not yet been qualified to perform on stage and had no formal income. So they all cherished this opportunity.
"Uh, from the shopkeeper?"
Liu Xiaosi, who was in charge of the lead, asked hesitantly.
"What exactly is in our car?"
"Of course it's the God of Wealth statue."
"But..." Liu Xiaosi pointed to the poorly carved stone statue on the cart and said, "Whose god of wealth has a fish tail?"
"The God of Water Wealth, the kind that fishermen worship."
"How can there be such a God of Wealth..."
"Just think that's my mother, okay? Come on, hurry up..."
Zhou Shi almost kicked them out, feeling very angry.
Mom, hum, it’s better to say that’s my ancestor...
Seeing that the front hall was in order, he quickly ran back to his room and took out a bead from under the bed that was as white as jade and exuded a faint light.
"Empress?"
The pure white river god appeared in the smoke, making the room a little brighter.
"Your statue is being worshiped right now. How do you feel?"
Lady Xu’s snow-white eyelashes were closed, as if she was feeling something with her eyes closed.
For a long time, a pair of white lips slowly opened and uttered a sentence:
"It's like trickling water flowing into a river, a feeling I haven't seen for a long time."
"Will this restore your powers?"
"...It's not enough, far from enough."
Zhou Shi sighed. Time was running out and he really couldn't think of any other way.
"They only worship images, not me. This level of belief can only slightly ease my condition, which is completely different from the incense and incense I enjoyed in the past."
"You make do with it first, and I'll think of other ways." Zhou Shi smiled awkwardly, "Please break the dark clouds, this is my small reward."
Lady Xu thought about it for a while and said, "Your carving skills are very poor."
This is true, but the blow it caused to Zhou Shi was not small.
The idol that Liu Xiaosi and others pulled out was hand-carved by him according to the description of Xu Niangniang. Although he was confident that he could control the strength of the "pen" very accurately, no matter it was him in the previous life or the boss of Zhou Da in this life,
, are not good at art.
"You can make do with what you have." Zhou Shi rubbed his hands and said, "How long do you think this rain will continue to rain?"
"One night, we will stop before sunrise."
"Okay." Zhou Zhi sat down on the kang, and suddenly realized that this was the first time he had sat down since getting up early this morning, and his body immediately went limp.
Lady Xu opened one eye and looked at him, and said slowly: "Is it busy outside?"
"It's lively. How can it not be lively during the Chinese New Year?" He rubbed his knees and said, "It just has nothing to do with me."
"Aren't you going to go back and spend time with your family?"
"My home..." Zhou Shi suddenly lost his voice when he said this, and there was a strange feeling of obstruction in his throat.
"My family is not in Jiangdu."
Lady Xu withdrew her gaze and said, "I like to celebrate the New Year. When I used to practice in the middle of the river, I would separate my soul on New Year's Eve and go to the crowded places downstream of the river. I saw people wearing strange makeup and being raped by others.
The provoking worms and the flying fire... it’s really lively.”
Zhou Shi nodded slowly. This should have happened before Jiangdu City was built. Empress Xu has been hiding in the cave for many years to practice. No wonder she yearns for the fireworks in the world.
"This is the first time she has taken the initiative to talk about herself...Does this mean that her trust in me has deepened?"
At this moment, two people who are far away from home are in this small room, listening to the laughter and cheers coming from the window.
Suddenly, Zhou Shi felt the atmosphere in the room change.
Empress Xu slowly opened her eyes, the expression on her face changed.
"There is something on the river."
"Ah?"
Zhou Shi got up despite the pain all over his body.