"No rush, no rush. We'll be able to see it clearly once the Thousand Lanterns Ceremony begins."
On the round platform, a gentle night breeze blew, and Gongshu Jiruo handed a torch to Zheng Quchi.
"Go and light the lamps."
Zheng Quchi looked around. Apart from a circle of firelight around the round altar, the area in the middle was unusually dark. Holding a torch, she walked to the row of seven-star lamps.
"So many, which one should I order?"
She was stunned for a moment.
"There are words on it; you can choose any wish you like to release it."
Gongshu Jiruo pointed out from behind.
There are words?
It's so dark, it's really not pretty... She held the torch closer, and sure enough, there were words on it.
May you live in peace and prosperity year after year...
May the industry prosper and the nation flourish...
A new year begins, everything is renewed, may every year bring good fortune and peace...
She looked at each lamp one by one, and finally stopped at one that read "Peace and prosperity for the nation, and family reunion."
She lit a Seven Star Lamp, unsure of what wish to make. Since Qi Shun's blessing was on the lamp, she decided to accept it as her wish.
Then I lifted it upwards, and it rose smoothly with the wind and water.
At the same time, the seven-star lamps around her were lit by Gongshu Jiruo, Abbot Miku, and more than a dozen master craftsmen and warrior monks, and all of them rose up.
Immediately, a great light appeared, and a beam of light shone under the slowly rising Seven Stars Lamp. From a distance, it looked like a huge painting unfolding, illuminating their stargazing platform as if it were daytime.
As the lights illuminated the center of the circular altar, Abbot Miku spoke in a deep voice to the crowd below: "Amitabha, may all Buddhas bestow their auspicious light and the dragons and gods sing your praises. This year's outstanding craftsman of Jichun is Zheng Qing."
Under the thousands of lamps, Zheng Qing shone like Buddha's light, the warm yellow light illuminating both the round altar and her presence.
The name "Zheng Qing" boomed into everyone's ears like thunder.
"Zheng Qing? Who is she? What country's craftswoman is she from?!"
Since Zheng Qing's name was appearing in the public eye for the first time, even though they could see the young man's face clearly through the light of the lantern-lighting ceremony, they were still completely blind, utterly confused, with nothing in sight.
The crowd below instantly erupted into a frenzy, chattering and discussing amongst themselves.
Gongshu Jiruo stood next to Zheng Quchi at this moment and said, "Zheng Qing ranked first when she entered the competition and won the title of the best in the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild in the finals. She is the undisputed leader of this year's Craftsmen's Guild. My Gongshu family hereby promises her one request: whatever she asks for or desires, we will fulfill it to the end."
His clear voice was like snow falling from a mountain peak, the snow dispersing with gentle breeze, and ice melting with warm light.
They were all stunned, and it was as if they had suddenly lost their voices.
Unexpectedly, the Gongshu family made such a weighty promise in public. Although the elites of the past could make a request of the Gongshu family, there were always preconditions. They could not make any demands they wanted. Any unreasonable desires would not be counted.
But what's going on now?
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