Chapter 218 Artisans who can’t go home during Chinese New Year

  Jiang Li came to Duochi Country, and found that there were lights and festoons everywhere, firecrackers blared, red lanterns were hung, there was a festive atmosphere, and people's faces were filled with joyful smiles.

   "Chinese New Year is coming soon."

  It was only then that he realized that before he knew it, the Chinese New Year was approaching.

  Middle and low-level monks and ordinary people will choose to rush home to celebrate the New Year, but most high-level monks rarely deliberately celebrate the New Year. They often retreat for several years or decades at a time, and the annual festival is of little significance to them.

   Pass it if you meet it, forget it if you don’t.

  Jiang Li also rarely celebrates the New Year. He has no feelings for the Jiang family, and even deliberately avoids the Jiang family. As a result, the most common thing he does during the New Year is to go back to the Emperor's Palace, go to the Dao Sect, and talk to old friends.

  It looks like Chinese New Year, and it also looks like something I usually do.

  Jiang Li was infected by the surrounding atmosphere, he no longer hurried on his way, but slowed down his pace, walking casually on the street.

  Seeing the tiger-headed and tiger-headed children in red padded jackets chasing and fighting each other, he broke off a branch, squatted down, and used magic to turn the branch into a small sparkling firework, and handed it to the children, who cheered and jumped for joy.

  He saw someone writing Spring Festival couplets on the street, with the waist and horse united, the spirit sinking in the dantian, the pen moving like a snake, and the writing was full of energy, Jiang Li took the initiative to go forward, and after obtaining the other party's consent, he also wrote a couplet, and the crowd applauded.

  He saw someone selling firecrackers, so he bought a few firecrackers, hung them on the tree and lit them. Hearing the sound of crackling firecrackers, he smiled unconsciously.

  People in Duochi like to be lively, and every city will set up a booth to perform operas, dances, songs, music, cross talk, sketches, etc.

   Originally, Kyushu did not have the concept of skits. It was a new form of performance proposed by Jiang Li after he became the emperor.

  Jiang Li watched with the people, smiled knowingly, and was amused by the cross talk sketches.

  The third candidate for the commander is Lu Pin, the king of the Dachi Kingdom, who established the Dachi Kingdom in the eastern part of Kyushu thousands of years ago.

  In Kyushu, there are many large and small countries established by monks in the fusion stage or the transformation stage. The big ones are comparable to half a dynasty, and the small ones only have a few cities.

  Duochi country is between the largest and the smallest. It is as large as a dynasty and a mansion, with dozens of cities.

  In the information given by Commander Liu, it is stated that the king of Duochi Kingdom has established the position of prince, and he can give up the position of king at any time.

   Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere, Jiang Li had a good impression of the Duochi Kingdom, so he felt that the king of the Duochi Kingdom was also a fair king.

   "The people of Duochi are still working?" Jiang Li was a little surprised to see that many mortals were building official roads. These mortals were all foreigners, and they were the ones who most wanted to go home for the Chinese New Year. They would go home a few days before the Chinese New Year. Why don't they go home now, and they are still building roads.

   And it is at night, lighting the road to build the road.

   "Does it seem that the people of Duochi are more diligent than other ordinary people in Kyushu?" Jiang Li said to himself.

   "Why are you guys still working and not going home?" Jiang Li stepped forward and asked casually.

  A craftsman wiped his sweat with a towel hanging around his neck, got up and beat his back, which was stiff and painful due to long-term bending, and spit: "Go home? Go back!"

   "I was going to go home a few days ago. I packed all my luggage, but I was blocked by the boss with a word."

   "The boss said that someone from above may come to inspect, let us work overtime, and repair the road before the Chinese New Year. If it can't be repaired, don't even think about going home!"

   "In order to be able to go home for the New Year, I took a three-hour break a day and wanted to finish the work quickly. It seems that I have worked so hard until now, but I still can't finish the work. Damn, is there any reason! Is this still called the New Year?"

  Seeing that someone finally talked to them, they all complained to Jiang Li.

  If monks are allowed to build roads, of course the efficiency will be much higher. However, the cost of monks is much higher than that of ordinary people, which is not cost-effective, so the government will let ordinary people build roads.

   "For the New Year's Eve, is there someone from above?" Jiang Li was curious.

   "Ghost knows, maybe some official lord doesn't like to go home, he likes to inspect everywhere, and he doesn't rest during the New Year!" A craftsman spoke badly.

   "Let me help you." Out of sympathy, Jiang Li made a move. Under the stunned gaze of the craftsman, he saw the miraculous methods of the high-ranking monks. The soil was like life, and he spread it on the road and compacted it automatically.

  A brand new official path appeared in front of everyone.

   "Are you... a monk?" The craftsmen thought that this might be a great monk of the Golden Core stage or even the Nascent Soul stage, and their attitude became extremely respectful, and they stopped swearing.

   "Now we can catch up with the Chinese New Year, let's all go home." Jiang Li said with a smile.

  The artisans thanked one after another, if Jiang Li hadn't stopped them, they would have started to kowtow a long time ago.

  After the official road has been repaired, it is impossible for the craftsmen to go home directly.

  The head of the craftsman was also very surprised when he heard the report from the craftsmen that there were well-meaning monks who helped them build the road, and they were finally able to finish the official road before the construction deadline.

  The head craftsman found that the quality of the good-hearted monk's road repair was far beyond expectations, which was to complete the task ahead of schedule.

  Jiang Li beckoned and called the craftsman over: "I ask you, is there any official who doesn't rest during the Chinese New Year and asks you to hurry up and build roads?"

  The craftsman hesitated for a moment, but said truthfully: "My lord, it's not the official. I heard the meaning from the higher-ups. It may be that Jiang Renhuang will come to Duochi. Let us repair the road before Jiang Renhuang comes. Even if it can't be repaired, we should repair it to make Jiang Renhuang have a good impression of us. As for the reason, I don't know."

  Jiang Li was silent for a long time.

  He scanned with his spiritual sense and found that similar situations were happening everywhere. Some people planted trees on the roadside, some people were repairing buildings, and some people put up propaganda slogans, such as Kyushu is our common home, Duochi Kingdom strictly implements the requirements of the Human Emperor Palace, and severely breaks the means left by extraterritorial demons, etc.

   These people have one thing in common.

   are all mortals who want to go home for the New Year but haven't.

  After the king of Duochi Kingdom became a candidate for the commander of the Human Emperor's Hall, he asked mortals to work overtime to complete the task without knowing when Jiang Li would arrive. Jiang Li is welcome to inspect.

  Besides, whether it is building roads or planting trees, Jiang Li doesn't necessarily look at it, or just take a look and leave.

   Even so, the king of Duochi Kingdom still asked these mortals not to go home, but to work quickly.

   "This is what makes me unable to live in peace for a year." Jiang Li sighed.

  He wanted to help these mortals complete their tasks and go home for the New Year, but he found that there were too many mortals, and when he finished helping them, this year would be over.

   So he came to the city of King Dochi.

  Compared with other cities, Duochi King City is naturally more prosperous and lively, with countless Spring Festival couplets, lanterns, and blessings.

  But Jiang Li no longer enjoyed the Chinese New Year atmosphere like before.

  (end of this chapter)