Chapter 501： Speechless anniversary (1/2)
After the breakfast ended, Gao Wen did not immediately start dealing with the territorial affairs as usual, but instead ordered Heti, who was preparing to leave: "Is there anything important to do in the morning?"
“No,” Herti said, but he replied, “The winter work plan has been arranged. There are only some daily tasks that can be handed over to the assistants this morning.”
"Then don't be busy going to the government office, go with me to the city."
Ten minutes later, Gao Wen and Hedi have already arrived in the central block of Cecil City, and Amber has also followed up as a Guard.
Walking on the streets of this new city, it is the unique vitality and vitality of Cecil City. The voices and horses and sounds of the ones come and go. The sights are full and full of energy. Healthy citizens, although they have entered the late autumn, due to the decrease in the activity of the giant day, the weather is getting colder every day, but these colds have not affected the life of the Cecil people, because of the opening of a lot of new projects in the new city of the North Shore. Numerous jobs and life opportunities are attracting more and more people to join the city and take up jobs. At this moment, Cecil is as lively as ever.
However, just over two years ago, this kind of thing was unimaginable for Ansu people and even unimaginable for any country in the north of the continent.
Therefore, whenever he walks on the streets of Cecil City, Gao Wen will have a feeling of relief. This kind of comfort will also make him feel more real about his life in this world and let him realize that he is It has become inextricably linked to the world, and it is not meaningless to realize that our efforts and actions have always been.
Amber followed by Gao Wen, she looked at the latter strangely, and seemed to see a little bit from the seemingly majestic face: as the lord's guard, she even followed Gao Wen's time. Both Bihti and Rebecca are long. Whether she wants or not, she is already familiar with the details in every expression of Gao Wen. She can see that Gao Wen has something to worry about, but she does not know whether to ask it.
Fortunately, Heti is still on the other side. Herti may not be as good at amber as she is, but she is a meticulous and sensitive person. After a little hesitation, the "big butler" opened her mouth with concern: "Ancestral, do you have a heart?" ”
Gao Wen really has something to worry about. He is thinking about the civil war outside the Rock Fortress. He thinks about the time when the Principality of Cecil has been developing for a few years, thinking about the threat of the Holy Light and other gods, thinking about those who have been silent for nearly a year. The cultist is not brewing a new plot, but in the sight of Hertillo's fear, he just seems to say casually: "After Luan City is settled... we can develop for years."
"As you said," Hetty bowed his head slightly. "A part of the production and construction plan has been scheduled for the second half of next year. As long as there is no major change in the external situation, the next few years will be the most critical development period of the Principality."
"Yeah... the premise is that there is no big change in the external situation..." Gao Wen said slowly, but in his mind he could not help but think of the powerful and eye-catching country: Tifeng, the empire that has already walked at the critical intersection of change, How long will it take to sit in Ansu’s civil war? Are they ready to start when Ansu is weak?
Maybe it's time to speed up Daniel's arrangement...
However, Gao Wen’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a scene on the street not far away.
He saw a group of people coming out of the corner of the street. Everyone wore a grass ring woven with some kind of gray-white thatch. They had pockets in their hands and kept out the white flowers from their pockets. On each door, he suddenly noticed that many pedestrians on the road actually wear white flowers and some wear them on the neckline, some on the hats, and some on the hands.
"What is the situation?" Gao Wen looked up not far. "What are they doing?"
Amber looked over there and said casually: "Oh, two days is the Anse Festival, and many people in the city are preparing."
"An Ling Festival?" Gao Wen was confused. "Is it a holiday? Have you had it last year?"
I don't know if it is an illusion. Heti suddenly had some hesitation when he spoke: "Last year... There were actually festivals last year, but at that time the territory was still very unstable and the materials were very tight, so there were only some small-scale activities, you probably There is no concern."
“Is that the case?” Gao Wen still has some confusion. “But how can I never know this festival?”
Herti looked at Gao Wen and his face looked a bit odd: "This festival... you don't know it is normal. It was only after you died...there was a day on the 45th of the frost month. The grass ring, the decorative cedar on the door and clothes, the night bonfire ceremony and the dance to commemorate the dead and communicate with the soul of the deceased."
"Oh, my 'after death' festival, no wonder," Gao Wen suddenly realized, and then he woke up and smelled. "Wait, frosty 45th? That is not the last time I went to the battlefield seven hundred years ago... ”
"As you might think," Herti's face was more eccentric. "This festival is a commemorative commemoration of the people who were originally only the leaders of Cecil, and then the first Duke Charlie and other founding dukes. Each of them held a commemoration of your event. After 27 years in Ansu, it became a national festival..."
Gao Wen: "..."
This means that people who have been in Ansu for two days will collectively wear flowers to sing and dance to celebrate his jealousy? !
At this time, he really wanted to say "Maya" like the Nicholas egg, but considering the image of his ancestors, he forcibly resisted it, but he couldn't help but screaming with eccentricity: "You guys... no, I have already lived. I don’t think there is anything wrong with this holiday."