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"Then, let's move on to the third point. Besides eating and drinking, we also need to have fun. That evening, I'd like to invite several groups of people to perform at various locations in Xianyang. They could be elegant string music and singing, majestic drum performances, or even dance performances. I'm not too familiar with Xianyang's unique entertainment activities."
Having said that, several people couldn't help but look at Liu Ji.
Of course Liu Ji was extremely proud of himself.
"Speaking of this, it's my forte. Besides, I can also host a storytelling program in the evening, and many people want to listen."
"Okay, then I'll leave this matter to you. However, you must inform me first of what kind of performance you want to organize and who you want to invite. I will see if it is suitable."
Zhao Jun warned.
"These are the three points I can think of for now. If you have any other ideas, feel free to speak up."
"Although these three points are easy to say, they are still difficult to complete, but it shouldn't be a big problem."
Xiao He nodded and put down his pen.
"I have a question. Since the celebration is on New Year's Eve, but I remember that the palace has a dinner party every year at that time, can we still come out?"
Fusu has been in the palace for many years and is most familiar with these.
"No problem. The palace banquet starts early, so we'll have time to finish eating."
Fusu was relieved.
"My question is, if there are a lot of people on New Year's Eve, how can we guarantee safety? There's no guarantee that someone won't take advantage of the night to do something evil."
Xiao He raised the question.
"Well, regarding this, I will contact General Meng Tian in advance and have him deploy his soldiers to defend the city and provide protection."
"But there's no guarantee that there won't be any omissions. I'm not too reassured."
Xiao He still spoke with some concern.
Zhao Jun thought about it and realized that in modern TV dramas there are indeed many bad guys who cause trouble in such activities, and even more of them steal children.
She also felt a little uneasy.
"Well, I'll go back and discuss this with the king. From the moment the celebration begins, entry into Xianyang City will be restricted, but no exit will be permitted until the evening of the second day after the celebration ends."
"This way, even if something unexpected happens, we can ensure that the thieves cannot leave the city immediately."
"But wouldn't that be a bad idea? Someone's bound to have to leave at some point."
Fusu was a little worried about such a mandatory requirement.
"It should be fine. We will inform everyone in Xianyang before the celebration begins and tell everyone that they cannot leave the city that day. The ban is actually very short, only one day. With advance notice, no one should be allowed to go out for one day. I think everyone has no objection."
Xiao He looked at Zhao Jun and said that the main thing was that she had to convince the king, otherwise it would not work.
"Okay, that's how we handle the security issue."
The King of Zhao was confident that he could convince Ying Zheng. Besides, this was for the sake of the people of Xianyang, so why would he disagree?
"Anything else?"
Liu Ji and Fusu both shook their heads, except Xiao He.
"I have one last question."
Xiao He stared straight at Zhao Jun.
"It seems that this celebration is bound to be grand, but it is also bound to cost a lot. Who will pay for it?"
Xiao He held it in until the very end before asking.
He was just calculating. First of all, it costs a lot of money to light the oil lamps in the whole Xianyang, and then there are the performances. It really costs a lot of money for all the miscellaneous things.
Xiao He felt a little depressed. Could it be that the Neishi Mansion was paying for it again?
But if it comes from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, isn't it equivalent to taking it from his papermaking workshop?
After all, the huge amount of money that the Neishi Mansion currently makes comes from the papermaking workshop.
His heart is bleeding.
However, the King of Zhao was not affected by Xiao He's distress.
She gave Xiao He a mysterious smile.
"Don't worry, someone will sponsor this celebration."
"sponsor?"
Xiao He didn't understand what she said again.
"Well, Liu Ji, you will be responsible for handling the performance."
"Xiao He, take Fusu with you to solve the problem of vendor planning and notification."
"I'll deal with the candlelight and decorations for the evening."
"Once these are almost done, we can work together to get sponsorship."
Zhao Jun quickly assigned the tasks.
The other three had no objections and quickly took action.
Only Zhao Jun was left to go into the palace to find Juzi to solve this most difficult problem.
"So, this is what I'm thinking. Juzi, can you make something or a device that's not easily burned?"
Zhao Jun hurried back to the palace and quickly discussed his request with Juzi.
Juzi thought for a moment and answered quickly.
"I can add two small parts to the lanterns that hold candles, so they won't leak unless you shake them too hard."
Zhao Jun didn't expect it to be so smooth. She felt much more relieved that the lighting could be taken care of.
After taking care of the lighting, she went to look for several shops that made lanterns and oil-paper umbrellas.
Thousands of lanterns and oil-paper umbrellas were customized in six days.
I'm afraid that only if several stores work together can we achieve the quantity that Zhao Jun wants.
"Master Zhao is busy. I have brought people to help."
Zhao Jun was just about to find someone to start pulling ropes to hang lanterns on the streets of Xianyang.
The labor force came to the door on its own.
When she turned around, she saw that it was Meng Yi who was talking, and he brought a lot of people with him.
Zhao Jun smiled.
He must have heard me talking to General Meng Tian about the defense of the celebration ceremony.
but.
"You came just in time."
Pulling ropes on the streets of Xianyang is no small task, and the more people the better.
"Yes, don't pull the ropes too close together, otherwise they will scratch each other when hanging things."
"Yes, yes, yes. Pull it horizontally, like a net."
"It has to be high, it has to be high, so that people can't reach it."
Zhao Jun was directing back and forth.
Just to pull the rope, a large group of people worked for three days.
Fortunately, it is finally completed now.
The people of Xianyang had already known about the celebration.
On the first day, Xiao He and Fusu went to the street where there were many small vendors to spread the news.
Afterwards, special stalls were planned in each block.
By the afternoon before the celebration begins, vendors setting up their stalls will have their wares ready.
Their publicity, coupled with Zhao Jun’s big move.
The people of Xianyang all knew that there would be a brightly lit and lively lantern garden party on New Year's Eve.
This was another big sensation for the people of Xianyang who were about to come.
They felt that this year had been a very good harvest, and their lives were getting better and better, so they wanted to celebrate.
But I didn’t expect that the government had already thought of it and even started preparing.
After asking around and finding out that it was Lord Zhao's idea, everyone became even more excited.
Liu Ji's mission was also going smoothly.
He brought over several famous performances from Xianyang, which Zhao Jun thought were quite good.
It's rare that Liu Ji is so reliable this time.
"Okay, everyone's mission has been going smoothly so far. Now we should talk to our sponsors."
"After all, the fees for the lantern shop and the performance are still on credit."