Zheng Quchi, like the others, looked at Gongshu Jiruo.
She could still hear in her ears the words he spoke in the Thousand Trees Hall: "Three things to avoid."
First, it must not be related to national politics; second, it must not be for acts that are immoral or immoral, or for seeking revenge or causing trouble; and third, it must not exceed the capabilities of the Gongshu family.
Therefore, she could not ask the Gongshu family to do anything that would benefit the State of Ye, nor could she ask them to resolve the feuds of the Mohists for her... Perhaps, she could make the simplest and most direct request: money.
This has nothing to do with national politics, nor does it violate any laws or morals. The Gongshu family is certainly not lacking in such gold and silver. However, if she has a big appetite and empties most of the Gongshu family's wealth, he will promise to carry it out to the end.
She didn't quite believe it.
Even if he agrees, there will definitely be others who will try to stop her, and she might not even know how she died in the end.
She felt that Gongshu Jiruo's "vivid and expressive" speech was just an advertisement for the "Jichun Craftsmen's Guild," an exaggerated publicity. He had already explained the truth to her, so he wasn't afraid of her having any delusions or misunderstandings.
Seeing that everyone below believed it, she glanced at him. This publicity campaign was quite effective. If the "Jichun Craftsmen's Guild" were held again in three years, she was afraid that everyone would fight tooth and nail for the top spot in the finals.
A promise from the Gongshu family can change one's fortune at best, and one's destiny at worst.
She winked at him.
Gongshu Jiruo was also observing her expression when he saw her raise the corners of her mouth and suddenly wink at him, as if countless stars were flowing out from her eyes... He was stunned. The wind hadn't moved, the leaves hadn't moved, but what had suddenly stirred the sky full of seven-star lanterns?
In his eyes, her appearance had blurred, becoming the person he remembered.
Silently sighing at the past's fragrance, only now, when sorrow dissipates and a radiant warmth rises, can the world remain so calm and undisturbed.
He also blinked at her hesitantly.
Although he didn't understand why she was gesturing to him, he didn't want her to misunderstand that he wasn't responding.
He was awkward, with a slightly unnatural expression, and a somewhat naive demeanor.
Zheng Quchi chuckled.
Can you imagine? It's so strange that Gongshu Jiruo, such a cold and aloof person, would make such a cute wink expression.
So, he can be this adorable and endearing.
Seeing that she laughed, Gongshu Jiruo seemed to know that it was his actions that had amused her. His eyes flickered, and he turned his face away, feeling both guilty and embarrassed, so as not to look at her laughing at him.
Zheng Quchi, now identifying herself as "Zheng Qing," relaxed a little and resumed her task. It was time for her to make her appearance.
She stood on the round platform, looking down at the "half-lotus petal" viewing platform specially carved out for tourists on the hillside below. The viewing platform unfolded one petal after another, and many people had already arrived one after another.
She saw the top ten craftsmen of the "Jichun Craftsmen Association" and also saw Yu Manqi in the crowd.
His expression of jealousy and resentment towards her was undisguised.
But the angrier he got, the more heartily Zheng Quchi laughed.
Yu Manqi, you have already lost. If you want to defeat me, the best thing you can do is bring your master, Zuo Mo, here to avenge you. I will be waiting.
Uncle Mu, I have already won the title of "Outstanding Craftsman of Jichun Craftsmen Association". When I return to Fuxian, I will definitely burn this good news for you.
I also defeated Zuo Mo's disciple. You must be very happy to hear that. It's just a pity that I didn't get to see Zuo Mo, the culprit who harmed you and your senior brother.
She thought of Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong, the artisans in the camp. If they knew that the artisans of Ye Kingdom had made a name for themselves this time, they would be overjoyed and happy.
Zheng Quchi smiled, pursing his lips.
Brother Wei and Fu Rong also probably didn't expect her to win the championship. After she meets up with them, she will tell them that we have money now, and our Changxunpo camp will no longer have to eat chaff and wild vegetables or worry about running out of food.
And Yuwen Sheng, he should have already left the Thousand Trees Palace. Did he successfully obtain that important thing?
Is he safe and sound?
Since the final, she has been held back by Gongshu Jiruo and has not been able to go back. Will he... be worried about her?
After these thoughts flashed through her mind, she temporarily set them aside deep in her heart.
Now, she is standing in the highest and brightest place, and if they were there, they would surely be able to see her.
She walked away from Gongshu Jiruo, alone, her steps firm and steady. With this movement, she immediately diverted some of the attention that was focused on Gongshu Jiruo to herself.
To be honest, she doesn't have an advantage in terms of appearance or status, but fortunately, most of the people who came this year came to see who the leader of the "Jichun Craftsmen's Guild" is.
She stood with Gongshu Jiruo and was the first to light the lamps and begin the lamp-lighting ceremony; her identity was beyond doubt.
She was wearing a blue dress of the same style as Gongshu Jia, but in a different design. Her fluffy hair was combed on top of her head and wavy curls down her back. Undeterred by the biting mountain wind, she concentrated her voice into a powerful throw amidst the sound of the wind.
"I am Zheng Qing. Neither Abbot Miku nor Master Gongshu mentioned my background. I suppose you are all curious about which country's craftsman I am?"
Her words immediately drew all eyes and attention to her.
They nodded vigorously in their hearts.
That's right.
They were very curious!
I'm really curious!
"I, Zheng Qing, am from Ye, a native of Ye. I know that in your hearts, Ye craftsmen are not worthy of having their names on such a grand occasion." Zheng Quchi unconsciously imitated the gentle and harmless yet disdainful smile on Yuwen Sheng's face.
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