"But I want to tell everyone, please remember, in the process of my Miao people getting out of poverty and becoming prosperous—"
"We Miao people sell mountains and rivers but not our souls; we pass on our skills but not our false ones; we value integrity more than money."
…
"These points must be remembered! They must not be violated!"
Ah Chen's voice faded—
The elder clan leader announced in public, "Listen, all Miao people, the points just made by the future Miao King shall be regarded as Miao precepts."
"Those who disobey! Their spirits will be disturbed, and they will perish!"
swish swish swish --
The Miao people rose, solemnly offered their respects, and said in unison:
"I will obey the orders of the future Miao King."
The hundreds of Miao people here are backed by more than a million Miao people in Hunan!
This scene stirred the hearts of countless Miao people.
The future Miao King's vision for the Xiang Miao people is not just empty talk; it's something that will be put into practice.
With a billion dollars poured in and the Miao King providing a path to wealth, if they can't pull it off, they might as well die.
At that moment, the secretary of Miaoxi County became even more excited, his eyes reddening with emotion.
Although he was not a Miao person, at this moment, when he looked at the future Miao King Mu Achen, he willingly bent his body slightly.
He secretly exclaimed: The Miao King!
He truly deserves to be called the King of Miao!
The king of the whole seedlings.
Ah Chen raised his hand to gesture for the Miao people to sit down, and then continued:
"This five-year plan--"
"I hope that when I come back, Xiangmiao will have a completely new look."
Tourists changed into Miao costumes.
“Every household and every Miao person has enough to eat and wear. They own their own chain of silver jewelry stores, their own ferries, and have become tourism business owners.”
"One day, after eastern Guizhou supplies electricity to western Hunan, I hope to see—"
Five years later--
"The lanterns in places like Xiangmiao Fengluan Ancient Village, Fengluan Ancient City, and border villages are lit up."
"The entire Miao community is lit up, creating a colorful spectacle. Each and every lamp was lit by the Miao people themselves."
As they talked, Ah Chen
He smiled, his mind filled with the magnificent beauty of the Miao village ten or twenty years from now.
"Miao'er--"
"Achen--"
"Brother Chen--"
Quanmiao cried!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com