Chapter 26

In order to live in this city without being too conspicuous, Rong Zhou fabricated his own identity: a merchant son with intact legs, who came to this city to live with a son and a daughter after his family split up.

I opened an ancient version of a flower shop. The shop was on the street. It was a street-facing shop itself. The room was not big but it was usable.

He has no worries about food and drink and his legs are inconvenient, so he can just pass the time. Although there will be some topics, he has an excuse not to go out. He just needs to keep Butler Wen busy inside and outside.

As for the flowers in the flower shop, just use the various plants from your home and put out one or two pots, enough to fill up one side of the small shop outside. Set the price high so that no one comes to buy them, just for show.

While they were packing up the shop, neighbors would come by from time to time and chat with them.

At this time, Rong Zhou was a master who was unwilling to communicate with outsiders because of his disabled legs.

Wen Ci Qiu is the loyal servant who helps his master solve all problems. There is also Wen Zhezhi who cooks and takes care of all the housework, and three little followers who take care of the two children.

Rong Zhou lay on a recliner in the small courtyard, absorbing the life energy emitted by the people of Tianhong City. Everything has a smell. Compared with these mottled energies, he prefers the free energy bodies floating in the world.

He has been absorbing energy like this for three days. Today is different from the previous two days. The energy is a little more active, like the popping candy in his mouth.

"Butler Wen is still cleaning up the shop?"

The voice came from the front. It was the owner of the grocery store on the left. In just these two days, Butler Wen had managed to maintain a very good relationship with his neighbors and could chat with anyone he met.

"Yes, we'll open soon. Let's get some goods."

"Everyone is going to the ceremony today. Aren't you going with your master?"

"My master is in poor health and hates crowded places. There's nothing I can do about it. Please go."

The grocery store owner shook his head and said nothing. It was understandable that such a major life change would lead to extremes. "You'd be missing out if you didn't go to this grand ceremony. Buy a saint girl to serve your master. Maybe your master's leg will be healed."

Butler Wen smiled politely: "Go ahead, don't be late." The things he kept arranging in his hands showed that he was very busy.

"Then I'm leaving. You'd better go check it out when you're done. You might be able to find something cheap."

"OK."

After a while, it became quiet outside. It was indeed much quieter, even the usual footsteps coming and going disappeared.

The shop outside has been cleaned completely, and several housekeepers are going back and forth to place the prepared plants. When it looks almost ready, they can open the shop after the customized plaque arrives.

Rong Zhou was a little curious about the so-called grand ceremony. It looked like a very important celebration. "I'm done with my work now. If you have time, go and see them. What are they celebrating? It looks like a major festival here. From what they said, they've been preparing for the celebration for a month."

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In the Xinggong Pavilion, Yanagisawa was supported by a young servant and sat in the gorgeous carriage. He had heard that they were preparing for the grand ceremony.

Groups of saints, dressed in cool clothes, walked before him, each saying which country sent them, or which vassal state prepared them.

There are various performances, delicious food and fine wine every day. Although the food is not as good as the food at Master's, it is really lively with many people, and occasionally you can see the sparks between beautiful women.

As long as he shouted "good", the beautiful girls performing would cry with joy. If he had no expression on his face or didn't watch carefully, they would feel as if their parents had died after the performance.

Time passed quickly, and it was time for the grand ceremony. He had to wear the clothes his master had given him, and he was also asked to show off some magical skills. Wasn't it just unleashing skills? No difficulty at all.

Think about it, I've been eating and drinking for free here for a month, so it's not impossible to show off some of my skills at their ceremony to liven up the fun for everyone.

Early in the morning before dawn, he was helped by a young servant to take a bath. Of course, he washed himself and asked the man with facial paralysis to massage him afterward.

The little servant seemed to be having a great day, smiling and cheerful in everything he did. Liu Ze suppressed his sleepiness and cooperated with him. It was rare that they were having such a grand ceremony, so he didn't want to spoil his spirits.

Liu Ze just came to appreciate the local characteristics. After watching singing and dancing performances for a month, there was nothing new, so it was a good opportunity to change his taste.

The carriage prepared for him was quite ornate, with rich carvings on all sides, from the seat to the roof. The inside was very comfortable and even had fruit, which was obviously the work of the young servant.

Although this child is young, he is very attentive. Liu Ze got in the car and waved to the little boy outside with a smile, saying that he liked him very much.

The boy smiled at him, watched him kneel down, kowtowed deeply to him, and when he raised his head, his smiling eyes were filled with tears.

The car that Liu Ze was riding in was being carried by eight saints. He wanted to call the boy to his side to ask what was going on, but it was too late. The two of them were getting farther and farther apart.

He asked the man with facial paralysis who was walking beside him, "Anan, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Is it because he can't attend the ceremony that you're crying?" He was the one who named the little boy. When he asked him what his name was, he said he didn't have a name, so he named him Anan for convenience. At that time, Anan also burst into tears. "How can a boy have so many tears?"

The guy with facial paralysis stood aside without saying a word. Alas, I've gotten used to it. He really doesn't say much. Fortunately, there's Anan around, who is like a chirping sparrow and tells him everything he finds interesting.

For example, who sent what good things to the Star Palace, which country's saint is more beautiful, and how is the preparation of the holy book going?

If he wanted to go earlier, he would have asked the female official to give him a day off and take him out to play. Now he can only go back and tell him what the holy book looks like.

Leaving the White Star Palace, we took the sedan chair from the Holy Maiden Terrace and walked all the way down the mountain.

The saints in front were all wearing cloaks with wide hat brims pulled down low, so that only the shape of their mouths with decent smiles could be seen below their noses. The man with expressionless face walking on the side was also dressed like this. If you didn't know that it was him next to you, you couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Behind the saint in the cloak, there were saints all wearing tulle. Apart from the tulle, they were decorated with a few silver chains, just like they were dressed in the Star Palace.

Liu Ze exclaimed in his heart, this world is so open.

Liu Ze was very far away from the saints behind him, and he could not see the tears on the faces of those beauties at all.

At the foot of the mountain, their convoy met up with another group of vehicles protected by soldiers.

He actually stood in front of the king of a country. Isn't that a bit bad?