"They are so rich." Sarah looked at the boxes in the yard and gasped in disbelief.
Even she was breathing heavily, so Wu Yan and the others were not much better.
The employees in the supermarket have all seen good things. Not to mention the goods in the supermarket, even rare treasures are not uncommon in the previous planes, but they have never seen so many. It is conceivable how many good things the aristocratic families have.
They have hundreds of years of gold and silver, and their ancestors and their ancestors have left them a huge fortune.
The largest gift here is a huge piece of jade. It stands there like a wall, and the outside is polished smooth. Perhaps because of the limited polishing technology, the jade wall looks like it is covered with a layer of white mist. The patterns on the jade wall are like mountains, natural and unpretentious, and breathtakingly beautiful.
The smallest piece is a jade cicada. Although it is hand-carved, it has a craftsmanship level that is beyond the times. Apart from the color, it is almost indistinguishable from a real cicada. Even the patterns on the wings are carved extremely clearly. When you hold it in the palm of your hand, it feels lifelike, as if it will flap its wings at the next moment.
"They must have taken out all their family assets." Sarah took out a bracelet from a box. She didn't know what the bracelet was made of. It felt as smooth as jade, but it was not jade. There were wood grains on it.
The entire yard was filled with gifts, but gifts were still delivered in continuously. Countless servants from aristocratic families were waiting at the gate of Ye Zhou's house. They lined up in a long queue, vying to give gifts to Ye Zhou.
Even though Ye Zhou was nowhere to be seen, the various noble families acted as if they were completely unaware of it. They wanted to use gifts and money to create a gap in their support for Ye Zhou.
The less Ye Zhou responded, the more they wanted to smash it.
"What on earth do they want to do? Give gifts to the boss?" Chen Shu ate her ice cream and squatted down to look through the box in front of her. She looked up at Zou Ming who was standing not far away. "Isn't our boss's prime minister just a figurehead?"
"Even if the boss accepted the gift and agreed to it, they themselves wouldn't believe it." Chen Shu finished eating the chocolate shell of the ice cream and reluctantly ate the cream inside.
Zou Ming crossed his arms and said expressionlessly: "He meant that if these gifts can be accepted, there is no need to let people in."
Chen Shu knew who the "he" Zou Ming was talking about.
"You don't seem to call me boss very often." Chen Shu stood up and walked to Zou Ming. She patted Zou Ming's shoulder and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Don't act too clear."
Zou Ming: “…”
No, he didn't show it obviously enough for Ye Zhou to think he was homophobic.
But he couldn't say this to Chen Shu, so he could only keep silent and practice the silent meditation.
Ye Zhou in the supermarket was looking at the computer screen.
The turnover has reached a level that allows one to leave this dimension.
And the system has released new content to be unlocked.
Ye Zhou looked at the content to be unlocked and was rarely excited.
[To be unlocked: Small hotel (20 standard rooms, 10 double bed rooms)]
Ye Zhou sat up straight and put the mouse on this passage, wanting to see if there were any hidden instructions.
But he searched for a long time, turning the pages over and over several times, but couldn't find any other content.
Could this be... the staff dormitory given to him by the system?
Will they no longer have to live in tents when they go to remote and uninhabited areas?
The tents sold by the system are good and have electricity, but tents are just tents after all, and there is a huge gap between them and real houses.
Although he didn't know how small this small hotel was or how big the rooms were, Ye Zhou was not greedy and just wanted to have what he had.
Maybe it can be upgraded later?
As for the hotel... with only 30 rooms, it's just enough for the supermarket employees to stay in. Forget about opening a store for business.
And he has no plans to expand his business.
This is indeed some rare good news in recent times.
Ye Zhou had a smile on his face and couldn't wait to share it with others.
However, most of the employees were in the house dealing with the gifts. Ye Zhou felt a headache when he thought of this. He wanted to hand those things over to Lord Chen. After all, he was in business, and there could only be sales if there were buyers. Directly accepting gifts was another matter.
If he just wanted money, he wouldn't have to open a supermarket.
After all, although his family is not particularly rich, as long as he wants, his parents can spend money to help him open a factory and give him connections.
With the help of parents, you can earn more money by opening a factory than by running a supermarket.
They have their own food brand and also do OEM for many internet celebrity brands. Although the prices are not high, the profits are considerable because of the large volumes.
However, since he was a child, his parents liked to complain about being poor to him, so Ye Zhou was very stingy before he went to high school.
He sincerely believed that his family was very poor, so on weekends he would go out with a few classmates whose families were "equally poor" to pick up water bottles and sell the junk to make money. Sometimes Ye Zhou would even wait in front of the community's trash cans, and when he saw someone throwing away cardboard boxes, he would come over, sort them out and sell them.
Later, when he found out that his family was rich, Ye Zhou couldn't even remember how he felt at the time.
His parents also laughed at him for being stupid since childhood, and asked why they bought him a bicycle worth tens of thousands of yuan if the family really had no money.
It was then that Ye Zhou realized that the bicycle cost over ten thousand yuan. God knows he had always thought it was a pirated one bought by his father.
But at that time he thought that his father probably didn't understand the difference between genuine and pirated cars. He just saw that many people wanted that car, so he bought him the same model.
Looking back on the past, he always felt that he was not his biological son.
Maybe because he never thought of himself as a rich man since he was a child, Ye Zhou never thought of relying on his parents for support.
He wants to open a supermarket, do business, and likes dealing with people.
But fundamentally, it's not about making money.
He probably does it... for his ideals?
Thinking of this, Ye Zhou even laughed at himself.
Other people's ideals are to become scientists or pilots, but his dream is to open a supermarket. And it's not for the money. No one would believe him if he told others about it.
Ye Zhou walked out of the lounge. Now he and a few female employees were the only ones left in the supermarket.
He was not worried about the safety of the supermarket. Not to mention that the supermarket had a defense system, even if it didn't, he and these female employees had guns.
Now everyone in the supermarket knows how to use a gun, and no one is afraid to shoot.
Maybe it’s because they all came from a period of turmoil and have seen too many deaths, so they don’t have the persistence of ordinary people in peacetime.
For them, this is not a choice but a necessity. If they want to stay alive, they must shoot anyone who may endanger their lives.
The employees were sorting the goods. Recently, the merchants wanted to leave Linzi as soon as possible. They also realized that the storm in Chen State was about to come.
The merchants didn't care what would happen to the State of Chen. They only cared about whether they could do business peacefully.
If the State of Chen really fell into chaos, they would come back, but by then they would be trading weapons.
There was only one businessman who decided to stay, and that was Wei Shang.
No one knew what Zhao Xue had said to him. Seeing that the State of Chen was in chaos, Wei Shang, who came for profit, did not leave. He even seemed to be willing to be loyal to the State of Chen.
It felt like Zhao Xue had promised him something.
Although Zhao Xue now lives in the house purchased by Ye Zhou, Ye Zhou has already introduced him to Lord Chen.
However, Marquis Chen thought that giving Zhao Xue an official position now might not be a good thing. It would be better to give Zhao Xue the power to enter and leave the Chen Palace. Although he would not have the position of a powerful official, he would have the power of a powerful official.
However, Zhao Xue has no roots here. Even if he becomes a powerful official, the only one he can rely on is Lord Chen. There is no need to worry that he has other intentions.
Ye Zhou knew what Marquis Chen wanted to do. He wanted to cause chaos in the State of Chen, and while the two countries of Lu and Zhao were still controlling each other and had no time to deal with the State of Chen, he wanted to eliminate the stubborn problems of the State of Chen.
It's not that he doesn't want to use the aristocratic families, but he wants them to work for the State of Chen instead of for their own families.
The aristocratic families are not stupid. If foreign enemies attack, they can temporarily work together to resist the enemies together. But sometimes the biggest enemy is not external pressure, but internal conspiracy.
The aristocratic families all hope that their families will become bigger and bigger, and their influence will become stronger and stronger, so strong that no one can shake their position - including Lord Chen.
It is not right to say that they are short-sighted.
After all, the cake is only this big, and if you eat it, I will be gone.
For them, the fall of the State of Chen was still a very distant thing.
The people here don't have the idea of being prepared for danger in times of peace. As long as they are safe now, it seems that they will be safe forever.
Ye Zhou didn't know whether to say that they were naive or limited by the times.
After all, although countries have been constantly waging war, no country has been destroyed, and no country dares to destroy another country.
From this perspective, the wars between countries seem to be just minor skirmishes, and these minor skirmishes have been going on for a hundred years.
It is estimated that the people here have really gotten used to it. They don't think that the State of Chen will really be destroyed. They believe that whoever dares to destroy another country will be attacked by other countries. No country dares to risk the world's condemnation.
They have never experienced great unification, so naturally they have no idea that such a large land and so many countries might one day become one country. They have never seen it, so naturally they cannot imagine it.
When Ye Zhou thought about it, he understood why the aristocratic families didn't care about Chen State's current situation, because they were like frogs in warm water. They had been living in this slow state for hundreds of years and had become numb. They didn't know that they were almost cooked.
"Take a break." Ye Zhou said to the employees who were still working, "I'll get you some ice cream."
Feng Ling stood up and smiled at Ye Zhou, "Boss, I want an old popsicle!"
The remaining employees did not dare to make any requests. They even looked at Feng Ling, thinking that Feng Ling was not being respectful enough towards the immortal.
One employee even said to Feng Ling after Ye Zhou left: "Ms. Feng, I shouldn't have said this, but you are really not respectful enough to the immortal. The immortal is approachable. This is his kindness, not ours..."
She didn't finish the rest of her words, but Feng Ling understood.
She didn't want to antagonize these employees.
To her, Ye Zhou was her boss. Ye Zhou was a good person. She had never seen him get angry, and he was generous with his salary.
If you want to go back to your original plane, just say hello to him and he will send you back.
But to those people from the Daliang Dynasty, Ye Zhou was like a god. He saved them when they were in the most dangerous and dying moments, and gave them food to eat, a job, and a place where they could live in peace. He was their boss and also their patron saint.
As time goes by, they become less enthusiastic than they were at the beginning, but their essence remains the same.
They have regarded Ye Zhou as their pillar of support. As long as Ye Zhou is there, they don't have to worry about anything. They have enough food and clothing, and even have many enjoyments that ordinary people don't have.
And all it takes is a little work.
In their opinion, this is too easy! Even if these jobs are hard, they can be done as long as you have good hands and feet.
There are still some elderly people in the supermarket, but they can do just as much as young people.
Precisely because they have experienced hardships and know that good days today are easy to come by, they cherish them especially.
People who have experienced hardship know that such a life is something many people cannot even ask for.
Although Ye Zhou was called an "old man" by the Daliang Dynasty employees, Feng Ling did not laugh. She said to the elder sister who reminded her seriously, "I was wrong."
Seeing Feng Ling admit her mistake so readily, the elder sister said, "You are young and don't know how easy the work here is. If you don't cherish the days like this and if you don't respect the immortals, you will be struck by lightning!"
Others echoed: "In our place, such a job is hard to get, and it's just enough to fill your stomach!"
"Now we can all read! I can not only write my own name, but also my husband's name."
"The children are doing well, reading and writing. They couldn't read in Daliang."
"The landlord in my village sent his son to school and take the imperial examinations. He almost sold all his land, except for his ancestral land, which he dared not sell. But his son did not pass the examination to become a scholar, but only a student. When we fled, the son was almost 20 years old, and the family did not even have the money to marry him off."
"If a family supports a scholar, it will go bankrupt."
Maybe older people like to reminisce about the good and bad times, and they will talk about the past from time to time.
Feng Ling was also willing to listen. She herself had experienced a lot, and when she thought about it occasionally, she even felt that what happened at the Luoyang Base might just be a dream.
The days of hunger and constant anxiety seem like something from my previous life.
Obviously, the things that happened after arriving at the supermarket became more bizarre, but as the number of bizarre things increased, they became normal.
They are all used to life in the supermarket, and it would probably be strange for them to go back to their previous lives.
"But here, I heard that ordinary landlords can't afford to send their children to school, they can't find a master, and there are no scholars to open private schools."
"Yes, yes, yes. I heard from the old ladies living nearby that their children didn't have a teacher, and the aristocratic family didn't accept the children, so they couldn't get an education and couldn't study. I think the Daliang Dynasty is not good in any way, but it is better than here in this aspect."
"You didn't see it, not far away, there lived a widow with a young daughter, and they were on the verge of falling into poverty." An employee who was good at researching said to others while working, "I felt sorry for her, so I gave her some food."
"Later, when we sold grain, she brought us all the valuable things that were no longer needed at home." The employee seemed very happy for her. "Now her daughter has gained a lot of weight and can walk more vigorously! She is smart. She kept half of the grain for herself and asked her servants to take the other half out to sell in distant places. She also bought some land outside the city. Even if we leave in the future, she will not lack food and clothing."
"She is educated!" the employee said enviously. "No wonder she is so smart. She thinks so fast."
"If it were us, we would definitely keep all the food for ourselves."
Ye Zhou came back with a box of ice cream and saw that they were chatting animatedly, so he didn't go forward. He quietly put the ice cream on the chair next to him, and asked Feng Ling through the intercom to go over and get it and distribute it to the employees.
Although he had never been an employee, he knew that when employees were chatting, they did not want their boss to know what they were talking about.
In this regard, Ye Zhou has always been considerate.
The merchants got the goods from Ye Zhou and left Linzi one after another. However, unlike the merchants who fled Linzi, the scholars continued to pour into the State of Chen.
This time it was not because Chen Guohao was an official, but because as the merchants followed their steps, they took out not only goods - but also paper.
Although there was only rice paper for writing, it was enough, enough to drive scholars all over the world crazy.
Reading is tiring, in a physical sense. Children can still practice writing with a sandbox, but as they grow older, they must learn to carve characters. It is okay when they are young, but when they are old, they can only dictate and let their children and grandchildren record it.
Moreover, bamboo slips and wooden slips are not easy to carry, and apart from being able to be kept for a longer time, they have no other benefits.
Although paper can be soaked by water and burned by fire, it is easy to carry and convenient to write on.
As long as it is stored properly, it is not difficult to preserve it for a few years or even decades.
There are also children of wealthy families who have people brush a layer of tung oil on the paper after the ink has dried. They observe the paper every day and believe that the paper can be preserved longer after being brushed with tung oil.
Less than a month after the paper was circulated, people had already started drawing on it.
"Xuan paper" also has a new name - "gentleman paper".
Half a month later, the name of the paper changed again to "Immortal Paper".
Ye Zhou almost spit out the tea in his mouth when he heard this. He knew that Chen Hou wanted to increase the stakes for himself, but he didn't expect him to bring up the "immortal". It wasn't really bringing it up, after all, Chen Hou really regarded himself as an immortal.
"It is said that the State of Chen has the help of gods." Seeing Ye Zhou's helpless expression, Zou Ming handed him a napkin, "Otherwise, it is impossible to explain the paper and the goods flowing out of the State of Chen."
"I think almost everyone believed it, including the people of Linzi." Zou Ming also felt it was a bit outrageous, but you couldn't tell from his expression.
After all, the people of Linzi had all seen Ye Zhou, and they all knew that Ye Zhou was a businessman.
As soon as the rumor started, they believed it almost immediately without any hesitation.
In the past few days, some people have even secretly put some fruits and vegetables at the entrance of the supermarket. Perhaps because of the first person putting fruits and vegetables there, others soon followed suit. Every morning when they come to the supermarket, they can see the door filled with countless "gifts".
In addition to fruits and vegetables, there will also be fresh fish and wooden statues.
Although the sculpture of Ye Zhou is not... that realistic, one can still make out that he is a young man wearing strange clothes and without hair.
His posture is very good, and although his face is blurry, his temperament is similar.
At first Ye Zhou thought that the people were just pretending.
After all, if it were him, he would never believe that the supermarket owner around him was a god.
Even if the other party is selling a photon cannon, he will just think that the other party is an alien.
Ye Zhou: “…”
Well, it seems that to the people here, there is not much difference between immortals and aliens?
All of a sudden, Ye Zhou's status became transcendent. Marquis Chen even allowed Ye Zhou to attend court every day - although he only attended court a few times in total, but every morning, Marquis Chen would personally lead the civil and military officials to the gate of the courtyard where Ye Zhou lived, waiting for Ye Zhou to send someone to lead them in.
Since Lord Chen had made such a gesture, no one dared to question Ye Zhou's identity as an "immortal" anymore.
The Daliang Dynasty employees around him were also proud - before, they were not allowed to call Ye Zhou Immortal in front of outsiders, and they were almost going crazy.
Employees are more willing to talk to the people around them.
The common people were also very discerning. They would not talk to Zou Ming and his companions, but they were willing to make friends with these "servants" who looked similar to them.
"We were also saved by the immortals." The employee said to the people who were on good terms with him, "Our situation is worse than yours."
"First there was a locust plague, then there was drought. The north had no harvest. We wanted to flee to the south, but you don't know that there were dead bodies everywhere along the way. It wasn't enough for the people to die. If the pit was not dug deep enough, they would be dug out."
The people were surprised and asked, "Why dig it up? Is this a life-and-death feud? Are you digging it up and whipping the corpse?"
The employee shook his head and sighed, "There's nothing to eat anywhere. The bark has been stripped off the trees. What do you think they're for?"
The common people understood, and his eyes widened: "...eat?"
The employee nodded: "When people are pushed into a corner, what can't they eat?"
The people asked, "Which country are you from?"
Why hasn't he heard of any country suffering from locust plagues or droughts in recent years?
The employees knew that the immortals were no longer businessmen in the eyes of these people, so they were proud. Moreover, Zou Ming and his men did not order them to conceal their identities, so the employees said directly: "We are not your people."
The people didn’t understand: “I know you are not from Chen.”
The employee laughed and said, "We are not from the Chen Kingdom, nor are we from any other country. We are from the Liang Dynasty."
The people blinked their eyes, still not thinking of going anywhere else, and only asked: "Is it a foreign land?"
The only thing missing was the barbarians.
Although the people had never left Linzi, they knew that the barbarians outside liked to establish countries, and they kept establishing countries and then destroying them. A country was probably only as big as a village, and no one took them seriously.
Employee: "...Do you know the Three Thousand Small Worlds?"
The people nodded: "This is what the immortals said."
The employee breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party didn't even know this, he really couldn't continue to talk: "Your place is a small world, and our place is also a small world."
"We only have one Liang Dynasty, which is roughly... as big as all your countries put together." The employee felt a little proud when he talked about this, but he soon lost his pride - there seemed to be nothing to be proud of having a larger territory, and the people here lived better than they did before.
"In our place, there are no aristocratic families. As long as every family has money, they can send their children to school and let their children take the imperial examinations."
The people became interested in this and immediately gathered around to ask, "What is the imperial examination?"
The employee was surrounded by so many people and suddenly remembered what the immortal said when he summoned him.
The immortal knew that he was close to the local people, so he did not scold him or stop him. He only said that if anyone asked about the imperial examination, he should tell them in detail, without having to hide anything or avoid the topic.
The employee immediately said: "Take the exam to become an official!"
The people were in an uproar, and more and more people gathered together.
Linzi now has a lot of things, but scholars are the most numerous. The scholars gathered around, and someone asked loudly: "It's too much of a joke to be able to become an official by taking an exam! Can you become a good official just by writing good essays?!"
"That's right! Some people write brilliant articles, but they can't be good officials!"
The employee immediately said, "I don't understand this, but I've been using it for so many years, so it should be easy to use, right? Otherwise, how do you choose?"
The scholars chattered about it, and finally all admitted that taking an exam to become an official seemed to be a good idea.
The employee added: "If you don't take the imperial examination, who would know whether you can read, whether you have read books, and whether you know the truth? Moreover, the examination is always to test how to be an official and how to govern the people. Thank you for the national policy."
"Moreover, the term of office is five years. Officials from all regions cannot stay in one place for too long, so as to avoid forming cliques and factions and disobeying the emperor's orders."
The scholars discussed again: "This is a good idea. I think the disaster of Chen State today is the power of the aristocratic families."
"Alas, although Lord Chen is a good man, he doesn't have an iron fist and can't control me."
"If this method is used, it may be able to cure this stubborn disease."
"It seems that it was right to come to the State of Chen. Is this the new method of selecting officials for the State of Chen?" asked a new scholar.
Although they came to Linzi, the "Prime Minister" was no longer there. They had no way to be promoted and had originally planned to leave. But when they heard about the imperial examination, they thought they had hope again.
The scholar who arrived earlier said, "That's not the case. It's a story that this elder brother wrote in his storybook."
"I don't know who wrote this, but it looks so realistic."
The employees didn't know whether to laugh or cry, as if ever since he said he was from another small world, they had assumed he was telling stories and didn't believe what he said was true at all.
"I don't know whether the immortal is real or not. I heard people say that the Prime Minister of Chen State is an immortal."
"If there really are gods, why don't they go to Wei? Wei is now the largest country in the world, surpassing the Zhou Dynasty."
The people were not satisfied: "What do you mean? What's wrong with my country Chen? My country Chen has outstanding people and beautiful scenery, so the immortals are willing to settle in my country Chen. You are from Wei, right? Wei is so good, why do you want to come to Chen?"
The scholar blushed a little, but he was unwilling to show weakness, and said, "I am just traveling around the countries, not coming to Chen to be an official. I don't want to be an official!"
Other scholars: "..."
Oh, they all forgot that they should act like they don't want to be officials.
But after a while, they couldn't help but ask: "Will Chen Guo use this method of imperial examinations?"
"If it is useful, when will the exam be conducted? Is it just once? Or several times? What will be the exam? How will it be considered as passing the exam? What kind of official position can one become after passing the exam?"
For a while, there was a heated discussion in Linzi City about what the imperial examination was and whether it was feasible.
The noble families were opposed to it - but they didn't have the energy to put pressure on Lord Chen right now.
No one could have imagined that the Zheng family’s problems could be resolved so easily.
All adult males of the main branch of the Zheng family were beheaded, unmarried men and women were confiscated and sent to the palace, and young children were temporarily raised in the palace as servants.
As for the branch... Lord Chen did not settle accounts with them. Instead, he told the people in the Zheng branch that anyone could become the head of the Zheng family. As long as they were loyal to him, they would be able to return to Linzi and restore the glory of the Zheng family.
To put it simply, the main branch of the Zheng family is not good, but you are all good. As long as you are willing to be loyal to me, I am still willing to open my arms to you.
The people in the branch believed it almost immediately.
They knew that this was a means for Marquis Chen to divide them, but the temptation to return to Linzi was too great.
Moreover, what Lord Chen said was known to the world, so they were not afraid that he would go back on his word.
So the branches fought with each other and were busy giving gifts to Lord Chen - and they didn't forget Ye Zhou.
A noble family sent someone to reprimand them: "Your Majesty treats you, Zheng, like this, don't you hate him?"
The people in the branch thought these noble families were fools. Why did they hate them? They had long been estranged from the main branch. In order to let their children become officials, they had to send countless people and things to the main branch every year.
It is a good thing for them that they have the possibility to replace the main branch.
Not every city under the jurisdiction of every branch has money, and many cities are located in remote areas. What's more, even Lord Chen can't enjoy anything, let alone them.
But in the past, they could only hope that the main branch would be willing to support their children and let their children go to Linzi to become teachers and officials.
Now, they no longer have to count on the main branch to support their children, they can do it themselves.
In that case, why not give it a try?
The aristocratic families sent people time and again, but none of the Zheng family branches in so many cities were willing to pay attention to them. If they met someone with a bad temper, they would directly kick out these aristocratic family children who were once pampered.
Just as Ye Zhou thought, the State of Chen was in chaos, but it didn't seem to be getting worse.
With the photo of the "immortal", the people of Chen suddenly regained great confidence in their country.
They sincerely believed that the immortal had arrived and that the immortal would make the State of Chen a better place.
When the Marquis of Chen announced to the people of Chen that an immortal had descended to the world and delivered an immortal decree, everyone in Chen obeyed.
At the end of autumn this year, the State of Chen will hold the imperial examination.
This time it was not the State of Chen that was in an uproar, but the whole world was shaken.
Ye Zhou looked at Lord Chen who came to him to apologize, but he was not angry.
All the things that happened before were done by Lord Chen to build up momentum for him.
No matter what the vassal states think, as long as the people of Chen and the aristocratic families believe it, the reforms after the Marquis of Chen will be smooth sailing.
Ye Zhou looked at Lord Chen, whose face had turned pale since he was poisoned, and just smiled and said, "Since Lord Chen has made up his mind and is determined to remove the rotten flesh, I wish Lord Chen success. One day, the State of Chen will be able to transform from a poor and weak country into a powerful country that can compete with the big countries."
Lord Chen bowed slowly, just like he did when they first met, and knelt on the ground, paying homage to his ancestors before Ye Zhou.
"And, I thank the immortal. I will not slack off in this life and will take it as my responsibility to revitalize the State of Chen."
"The benevolence of the immortals will be forever engraved in the hearts of the people."
"The people of Chen will never forget!"
Ye Zhou looked at him. He didn't say anything else, but looked out the window.
It turns out that autumn has already arrived.
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