"The votes have now been tallied, totaling 220. Thank you all for your enthusiastic participation. The four people with the most votes, Chen, Yue, Mu, and the merchant from Kucha, will be able to sit in the dragon carriage and participate in the exhibition with Aqing. As for the others, we no longer need their votes."
Holy crap, there are already over two hundred votes?!
Envy, jealousy, and hatred transformed those artisans who also had exhibits but received no "spring reward silver coins" into unrecognizable figures.
What's even more infuriating is that the artisans from Ye Kingdom were so arrogant that they wouldn't let anyone else continue to donate, yet these people still insisted on chasing after them and feeding them. They really didn't know whether these artisans from Ye Kingdom were sick or these merchants had lost their minds.
Everyone was furious, including the merchants who had been refused food.
Having lived for so many years, some people have even participated in several sessions of the "Jichun Craftsmen's Guild". In each session, the craftsmen eagerly begged them to vote, hoping to compete for a place in the competition.
But what's wrong with this generation of Ye Kingdom craftsmen? Have they gotten so full and arrogant that they don't take us seriously anymore?!
"You won't let us vote? Fine, then give us a reason. On what grounds?"
"You were only a step too slow, and you've already started putting on airs. You clearly don't take us seriously. This is the first time in over a decade that the craftsmen of Ye Kingdom have participated in the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild, and you're already so arrogant and conceited. Don't think we have to submit to you!"
"We don't know if it's true or not. Maybe those of us who didn't vote just got lucky and escaped unscathed."
Zheng Quchi stopped Mu Gaoyi, who was about to angrily retort, and said, "I have given you quite a bit of time, but you have not cast your votes yet. There are only two reasons for this. First, you still have doubts and plans about the Ye Kingdom craftsmen, which is why you are a step behind. Second, you are not absolutely certain about the Panlong Chariot, so you are in a dilemma. Since that is the case, I will decide for you: give up and choose another exhibit."
Her words were like a knife slicing open his chest, revealing their innermost thoughts to the world.
These people's expressions immediately changed.
"You're talking nonsense!"
"That's right, I have difficulty walking, that's why I'm a step slower than others."
Seeing their guilty and evasive expressions, Zheng Quchi could only laugh.
She expressed her wishes clearly, word by word: "If the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild is fair and just, then you have the right to choose, and we also have the right to refuse, right?"
“What Benefactor Aqing said is correct.”
At this moment, a voice of strong agreement rang out from behind the group of merchants, telling them to turn around.
The abbot, Miku, and Gongshu Jiruo arrived together. Upon seeing them, the merchants were initially surprised, but in the next instant, they subconsciously suppressed their arrogance and anger, concealed their gazes, and quickly made way for them.
They began to have doubts.
"Why is Abbot Miku here?"
"Could it be that this dragon-drawn carriage also alerted them?"
They turned to the side, saw Master Miku, put their palms together and bowed, waiting quietly for him to walk past them, and said: Amitabha.
Mi Ku, being the person in charge, took the lead as soon as he appeared. He said to the public, "At the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild, merchants who come here to exhibit can vote for their favorite craftsmen's exhibits. Although there have been no precedents in the past, in order to be fair and just, craftsmen also have the right to refuse to be voted for. The wishes of both parties must be respected."
Mi Ku looked at Zheng Quchi.
When Zheng Quchi saw Mi Ku, he was clearly stunned. Wasn't this the gray-robed monk who had guided them and explained the rules of the "Jichun Craftsmen's Guild" before?
How did he suddenly get promoted, receive a raise, and reach the pinnacle of monkhood?
“Benefactor Aqing, do you not recognize this humble monk?” Miku asked politely.
Zheng Quchi gave a forced smile: "...When have we met before?"
Mi Ku was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then smiled and said, "Yes, this humble monk has misremembered. It is our first meeting. This humble monk, Mi Ku, is the abbot of Wujue Temple."
Zheng Quchi clasped his hands together and bowed slightly: "Aqing, a craftsman from Ye Kingdom, greets the abbot."
Mi Ku's face was calm and serene. Seeing that many people's eyes were looking at the person next to him, he introduced him to everyone: "I suppose you haven't recognized him yet. The person next to me is the famous Master Gongshu of Beiyuan. He is a low-key person, and very few people have seen his true face."
Gongshu Jiruo turned his face and stared sharply at Miku, not expecting him to suddenly mention his identity.
really?
Is he really Gongshu Jiruo, the foremost craftsman of our time?!
In an instant, everyone's attention was drawn to Gongshu Jiruo, and they all stared wide-eyed with surprise, excitement, and joy.
At this moment, Mi Ku, by diverting the blame, can achieve a state of tranquility in the five aggregates.
"May I ask, are you... are you truly the master Gongshu?"
Zheng Quchi's ears rang, and he also looked over immediately.
The man who accompanied Abbot Miku was the "Master Li" she had met in Fuxian, also known as Gongshu Jiruo.
She observed that he possessed a cool and aloof temperament, with elegant and self-possessed manners. When he looked at people, his expression was as unmoving as ice and snow, except for his eyes, which, when glancing or gazing, revealed a keen intelligence and inner beauty.
So this is what he really looks like.
Although his face has changed, once it is confirmed that he is Gongshu Jiruo, he can be gradually matched with the "Master Li". Apart from a fake face and a fake name, the rest of his body has not changed much.
She recognized him.
But does he recognize the woman standing before him?
Her expression tightened slightly, and she frowned slightly, not wanting to give him any clues at this moment.
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