As soon as Jiangmen Jiaojiao opened her eyes, she was paranoid that the prince had come to steal her

Chapter 608
Jiujiu Chongyang will arrive soon.

Emperor Xuanwu was very fond of it during the Double Ninth Festival in previous years, and would invite elderly ministers from all over the country to hold grand banquets in the capital.

But this year he couldn't even keep his temper up during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he naturally forgot about Double Ninth Festival.

The emperor didn't care, and the officials and the people couldn't care too much, lest they collide or provoke some villains who would find an opportunity to make a fuss about it.

Xie Zhaozhao and Qiu Shui were together every day, so they told Qiu Shui and the Xie family that this Double Ninth Festival would still be celebrated quietly.

Xie Jiajia muttered a few words about trouble, but everything was done according to Xie Zhaozhao's wishes.

Xie Jiajia felt that her sister was very capable and far-sighted, and there would definitely be no problems if she followed Xie Zhaozhao's instructions.

The weather was a bit gloomy on Double Ninth Festival.

But according to what Yun Qi said when he came back last night, Qiu Ziyang believes that the Double Ninth Festival is an auspicious day that has not appeared in hundreds of years. He will use the Bagua compass to select the starting time of the Babel Tower in Baiyun Temple on this day.

Now that the foundation has been laid, a centuries-old ginkgo tree in the royal garden was even cut down, the trunk made into the main beam, and sent over with great fanfare.

As long as Qiu Ziyang has determined the time, the construction of this unprecedented Baiyun Temple will be officially started.

At the foot of the mountain, Xie Zhaozhao sat in a soft chair and watched the long queue of people at the free clinic.

There is also a porridge tent set up at the free clinic, and a free meal of porridge, pickled vegetables and white flour steamed buns will be provided at noon.

Originally, the free lunch here was only available to people attending the free clinic, but now many people come to eat before noon.

A large part of them are people who were forced to migrate.

"These people are so pitiful." Qiu Shui saw an elderly couple supporting each other walking to the porridge shed, and couldn't help it. "You have to move somewhere else to live at such an old age."

"I heard that there is no yard in the chosen place of migration. What can you do with just a little money?"

The young and strong can build houses, but what about the old and weak?

They don’t have the energy to build their own houses. Nowadays, everyone has to build houses, and it is difficult for them to find others. Moreover, everyone has to build houses, and it will be difficult to find materials and so on...

This is another vicious cycle.

Some speculators saw the clues and took advantage of the situation, renting and selling vacant houses and food at high prices.

In short, the situation outside is very bad now.

Xie Zhaozhao put his finger to his lips, "Shh."

"..."

Qiu Shui stopped talking and looked around for a while. When he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he took a deep breath and said, "I won't say it anymore."

"Ah."

Xie Zhaozhao nodded.

At this time, Hongxia, who was dressed in an orange outfit, climbed up the mountain path and stopped in front of Xie Zhaozhao, "Princess, it is about to start over there. It is said that people from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Work are ready."

Building a Taoist temple to guard the Dragon Veins was a major event for the country, and Emperor Xuanwu originally had to be present.

But he is old.

Before the Chinese New Year, I was feeling a little unwell. After the Chinese New Year, my condition got a little better, but now that autumn has come, the situation has started to repeat again.

Therefore, Emperor Xuanwu was not present, and the prince was present to preside over the matter on his behalf.

As soon as Hongxia finished speaking, the sound of a salute sounded not far away.

With one sound, the rest of the ritual music starts up, and the drums sound in harmony.

Although Xie Zhaozhao was seven or eight miles away, he could already guess that the scene must be grand and grand.

Even the rituals and music were used, and the standard was comparable to offering sacrifices to heaven.

The people who were lining up in the mountain path waiting for the free clinic also looked towards the direction where the ritual music came from.Most of the people knew what was going on there, and their expressions gradually became deep and complicated.

Only some women and children who are really old and weak, or too young, or who rarely go out, and rarely come out today, don't know this, and are still a little confused.

Someone asked: "What's going on? Is it a sacrifice to the God of Grain? But it's autumn!"

"According to the etiquette of the Qin Dynasty, sacrifices to the God of Grain are usually held in spring."

"Repairing the tower."

"Ah? What kind of tower..."

"His Majesty in the palace wants to practice Taoism and become a god."

"Shh - stop talking nonsense, are you going to kill yourself?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and no one said anything to do what they were supposed to do.

But the sound of rituals and music kept coming, and the people at the free clinic kept looking over there.

No matter how loud this is, it has nothing to do with them. They are sick, have no food to eat, and have no place to live. They are all worried about themselves.

The joys and sorrows in this world are not common.

Qiu Shui also frowned, and now he felt that the sound of ritual music and drums made people feel irritated.

Xie Zhaozhao glanced not far away with an indifferent expression.

Lu Jingrong was bending down to perform acupuncture on an old man who had no feeling in half of his body.

The old man was covered in filth, and half of his body was unconscious due to a stroke. As a result, the filth all over his body was polluted with the smell of feces and urine.

When he was brought there with help at first, no doctor was willing to accept it.

Lu Jingrong never dislikes such patients. He diagnoses them carefully and looks at them even more carefully.

After the last needle was pulled out from the patient, Lu Jingrong said a few words to the young man next to the patient, stood up, and walked over to Xie Zhaozhao, "Should I continue to see the doctor now?"

"I mean--"

He pointed to the location where the sound of ritual music and drums kept coming.

"Don't look at it." Xie Zhaozhao also looked there, "We have stayed here for so long just for today's chance. Sir, you should go there today."

"okay!"

Lu Jingrong nodded. After putting down the medicine box on his body, he also put down his rolled-up sleeves. Just as he was about to leave, his expression suddenly became serious, "I... am quite nervous."

Xie Zhaozhao comforted him: "I understand that sir is a very sincere and honest person. He has never done anything like this before, so he can't help but be nervous."

"But this matter is very involved. You have seen it these days, and you have heard the news from the DPRK and China. So... I hope that sir will be aggrieved for a while and find a way out for these poor people."

"You don't have to worry about your safety, sir, we will take care of it."

"Um...ok!" Lu Jingrong nodded: "I'm not worried about my safety, I'm worried that I won't do well and ruin your business, hey..."

Lu Jingrong can give orders and solve difficult problems for people, but when it comes to acting, he is more or less not good at it.

How not to be nervous.

Xie Zhaozhao patiently comforted him: "I believe sir, nothing will happen. Sir, just follow your heart."

Xie Zhaozhao didn't believe it at all about dragon veins and inviting a real dragon to come down to earth.

However, Lu Jingrong in his previous life mentioned that Yun Qi was the chosen emperor with dragon energy.

Xie Zhaozhao believes that as long as he stands with Yun Qi and works hard on this matter, nothing big will go wrong.

(End of this chapter)