In the Daqin Beidi farm, unlike the previous heavily guarded, the entire farm was full of joy at this time.

Because today is the marriage of His Royal Highness the Daqin Prince and the peasant saint.

After hearing the news, neighbors from far and near rushed over to celebrate, and then saw the grand scene in front of them.

In the fields around the farm, and on the road, there are some square high-footed tables and benches that have become popular in recent years.

At first glance, there are more than 100 tables!

And these are just common people and neighbors, and people have been coming from all directions.

And not far away, a rack of open-air stoves are cooking meals and dishes.

Of course, these tables are obviously not enough, but the people don't care about them. They are here today to join in the fun and popularity for their highness the prince and the peasant saint.

Some even bring their own food.

There are peasants and juvenile soldiers around to maintain order, so it doesn't look too chaotic.

Everyone chatted and it seemed extremely lively.

At this time, a slightly handsome young man looked at the scene in front of him with a complicated expression, and said to himself,

"This is the marriage of the Daqin Prince? There is no noble etiquette, no honor guard."

If it was before, he would be dissatisfied, and Zhao Lang destroyed the majesty of the royal family.

Because some etiquette is not to waste materials, but to show majesty.

There is no order without majesty, this is a very simple rule.

But in Zhao Lang's body, it seems that all the rules have lost their original function.

Just as he was standing in a daze, a farmer walked over to him with a smile and said,

"This gentleman, you are also here to congratulate His Royal Highness. Come here, there are still seats here. There are too many people here, and His Royal Highness is too busy, but there are still some rough meals."

As he spoke, he pulled him to a table.

It wasn't until he was seated that the young man came back to his senses and looked at the farmer with a complicated expression and said,

"Are you the attendant arranged by His Royal Highness?"

The farmer was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly,

"How can this old man be qualified to serve as an attendant to His Royal Highness, but I just heard that His Royal Highness has given all the supplies to ordinary people, so I want to come and see the situation."

"How much to help."

"I never thought that everyone has this idea. We will help to welcome people who come. There will always be food and water to drink."

At this time, the surrounding farmers also showed the same smile.

This is their simplest idea.

In the countryside, everyone helps to hold weddings, and His Royal Highness is no exception here.

Seeing this scene, the young man could not help but be silent. After a while, he got up and said,

"I still want to continue to see, and come back later."

The farmer nodded and said,

"Today is a rare and lively day. You can take a look. I'll keep this place for you."

The young man nodded with a smile, then got up and walked slowly towards the farmhouse, looking at the cheering and laughing farmers along the way, his expression became more and more complicated.

Not far from Zhuangzi, he saw a peasant in slightly better clothes approaching Zhuangzi with a slightly sneaky look.

The young man frowned suddenly, and raised some vigilance in his heart, intending to stop him as long as the other party's actions were wrong.

Although he is not good at force, he still has no problem dealing with a farmer.

Soon he saw the peasant running quickly to the servants who were waiting around him, then put down a cloth bag and shouted,

"This is my congratulations to His Royal Highness."

Then, without waiting for the servant to react, he turned and ran.

And the servant seemed to have gotten used to it, and after chasing two steps, he went back.

However, the farmer ran in a hurry and was in a panic, but bumped into the young man.

"Ouch,"

The farmer shouted, and the young man hurriedly helped him up, and then asked,

"What did you just do?"

The farmer simply replied,

"Give a gift to His Royal Highness."

Hearing this, the young man was stunned for a moment. He couldn't imagine that an ordinary farmer would give gifts to the Prince of Qin, so he couldn't help but ask,

"What did you give?"

The peasant replied with a little pride,

"I've saved my savings for two years! It's almost a thousand dollars!"

The young man was silent for a moment, then asked,

"You know that this thousand money is nothing to the prince, and he won't remember your goodness."

In his impression, these ordinary farmers and common people, chasing small profits, have no vision.

Gift giving must also be for a greater return.

Hearing this, the peasant who was smiling at first suddenly changed his face, and said to the young man,

"I gave gifts to His Royal Highness to express my heart, not for anything!"

"And what the Crown Prince has done for me and other people, do I need to say more?"

"I see that young man like you looks white and looks like a dog, how can you not even understand such a simple truth!"

"It's just not human! Humph!"

After the farmer finished scolding, he left immediately.

It was just this scolding that attracted the attention of many servants of Zhuangzi.

Soon a few tall servants came over to prevent any stupid people from making trouble, and were about to ask questions.

The young man said with a complicated expression,

"Please also tell His Royal Highness the Prince of Daqin, the Prince of Daqin, to ask Su to see you."

Hearing this, the servants' expressions changed greatly, and they quickly ran towards Zhuangzi.

At this time, in Zhuangzi, Zhao Lang, who was the bridegroom today, was looking at the prosperous wealth in front of him with a bit of tears and laughter.

"Is that how many more tables you're talking about?"

Prosperous financial management returned boldly,

"Son, isn't that too much?"

Zhao Lang sighed in the sky. They were all brought out by his own family.

"Fine."

"Those who come to buy more food will always be full."

"I'll go out and meet everyone."

Everyone cheers for him, he can't let these people go hungry, and they can't even see one side.

Hearing this, Wang Cai said carelessly,

"Young master, don't worry, all the people who came here brought their own things, and a lot of them came here with gifts, I said no, but they all put down their things and ran away, they couldn't stop them, and they couldn't catch up. "

"I'll do the math this time around, I guess there's still some income."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang was completely speechless and could only order,

"The things that the people send over will be collected, but remember to hand it over to the peasant family, so that they can give it to those who need it more."

Of course, these things are not worth mentioning to him, but for the most difficult people, it may be an opportunity to change their fate, even a life.

Wang Cai nodded and ordered to leave.

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"Master, it's better not to go out now that there are too many people."

Zhao Lang said angrily,

"You can rest assured that the people who want to harm me are definitely not among these people."

Of course he still has enemies in Daqin, but certainly not these people.

The slave smiled bitterly and said,

"Master, I'm afraid those people are hiding among the people."

He wanted to persuade again, but at this time a servant hurried over and reported,

"There is a young man who calls himself Prince Fusu outside His Royal Highness, please see me."

(calm down)

(End of this chapter)

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