The First Family of Tang Dynasty

In the autumn, along the Yangtze River in Luzhou, it was misty and rainy, and the main pouring work of the Zhanxian Tower had already been completed.

At this moment, the tiles on the roof have also been laid, and the concrete pillars outside have been painted.

The superficial skills are very well done, at least from the outside, it already has the flavor of the renderings.

Especially in such a misty and misty weather, the distant mountains are like daisies, the river is full of water, and the Xianxian Tower is also covered by the mist and rain, just like the looming, non-existent castle in the sky.

A bunch of Luzhou civilians and martial artists, and Quan Wanji, who had already dealt with Li Ke's marriage affairs, but had not left yet, were all swayed and surprised.

Seeing that Li Ke couldn't help taking off the hat on his head, and exclaimed in admiration.

"It's really worthy of the name of Xianlou. Such a misty mood fits well with its name."

"What His Royal Highness said is that when the next official is here, he already feels like a fairyland, which is really refreshing."

"Everyone hurried forward. Let's not stay in the rain for a long time. In this weather, it is easy to catch the wind and cold when it gets wet."

A group of people waited to turn over and get off their horses, and then walked slowly along the steps. At this moment, some trees had been moved on top of this high hill.

It's no longer like the bald appearance at the beginning, coupled with the wide and gentle steps, people have a kind of leisurely feeling of walking and enjoying the environment while climbing.

I walked to the front of the Sanxian Tower, and then I saw it. There were still many craftsmen in and out of the building busy back and forth.

Nothing can be seen from the exterior of Zhan Xianlou, but the interior decoration has just begun.

At this moment, I was standing on the third floor, looking at those craftsmen who were laying the floor slabs, which were not yet painted.

So much so that the smell of wood in the building, as well as the wood color that hadn't been painted in time, gave Cheng Saburo the feeling of staying in a rough house that had just started to decorate.

At this moment, Cheng Fa hurried upstairs.

"San Gongzi, His Royal Highness King Wu and a number of civil servants from Luzhou are here, and even Mr. Quan is the case."

"What are they doing here?" Cheng Chubi was a little unhappy, after all, this is an architectural treasure built by himself.

Before the completion of the work, I naturally didn't want those guys to come over. After all, Cheng Chubi was not happy to let those people see the glamorous and beautiful exterior of the Sanxian Building, which looked like a rough house.

I always feel like a star changing pants in the locker room, the feeling of seeing a bunch of paparazzi taking pictures.

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Standing outside the Zhanxian Building, Li Ke, who was pointing towards the tall and majestic Zhanxian Building, saw Cheng Chubi strode out of the Zhanxian Building.

He waved his hand, hurried forward to greet him with a smile.

"My little brother has seen Brother Chubi, and my colleagues have heard about this banxian building for a long time, and it happened to be fine today. I will come here in a row. Didn't you bother?"

In front of that dry Luzhou civil and military face, Cheng Chubi respectfully saluted Li Ke, with a smile on his face, but his lips were still not polite.

"Can I say it's actually bothering you?"

Li Ke was happily happy, his expression disapprovingly authentic.

"I'll just come here for a stroll, Xiongtai, you know, my father's will has been made, and we will have to leave Luzhou in a few days."

"It happens to lead them to join in the fun, and it can be considered as a hot spot for us in advance."

"Okay, but the decorations inside are not finished yet, it's messy, don't let them in.

But you can go to a work shed not far away to take shelter from the rain, where iron stoves have been built, just to keep you warm. "

Just when Cheng Chubi greeted a group of people, he came to a work shed not far away and sat down, while Quan Wanji looked around with interest.

As a northerner, he has been an official in the north for a long time, and he has long been longing for Jiangnan Misty Rain, but he has never had the opportunity to appreciate it.

Unexpectedly, in this land of Luzhou, seeing this kind of situation really made Quan Wanji very happy.

As he was looking around, Quan Wanji suddenly whispered and pointed to the direction of the north of Zhan Xianlou. "What's going on over there?"

The Luzhou officials on the side stared wide-eyed. On the cement official road a few miles away, about Yue Chuuchuo, like a long colorful dragon, was heading towards Luzhou along the official road.

"Elder Quan, that is the cement official road from Yuzhou to Luzhou. It must be a few caravans that happened to meet one after another."

Quan Wanji nodded suddenly, stroking his long beard in amazement.

"So, I didn't expect that under the mist and rain, it would be business travel, and it was also very artistic..."

At this moment, Ba Tongzheng, the head of Yongchuan in Yuzhou, looked at this team triumphantly, watching this one grow bigger because of its detail, UU reading www.uukanshu.com had no choice but to open the umbrella of the people to avoid the rain. It made him feel very fulfilled.

Since I heard about the Wanmin Umbrella, Batong has repeatedly discussed with Yongchuan big and small heads. In the end, everyone felt that the umbrella is not a plaque. Naturally, the more the better, the more it is, otherwise, how is it called the Wanmin Umbrella?

We wouldn't be like the shopkeeper of the Han and Tang firm said, tens of thousands of people in Yongchuan, just send an umbrella over.

Not only will people think that Yongchuan Liren is too stingy, but they may also dislike the three big back-end bosses of Hantang Commercial Bank.

Pointing out that the future will be embarrassing, so that the benefits of yourself and others will be damaged.

Therefore, Bartong gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and directly ordered three hundred umbrellas from the umbrella shop in Yuzhou.

But now, there are only three or five days left before the Luzhou Metropolitan Government and his party left Luzhou. Naturally, it is impossible for Batong to come over temporarily.

So they led a hundred subordinates, each carrying several Wanmin umbrellas, and rushed towards Luzhou.

But I didn't expect that when it was approaching Luzhou, the drizzle suddenly became heavy, and Batong simply let his subordinates unfold their portable Wanmin umbrellas to avoid the rain.

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As time drew near, people from various prefectures had gathered to Luzhou one after another. They were all old drivers who followed Cheng Changshi to go south to Yaozhou.

Naturally, they have to move around and inquire about each other, and soon everyone feels something is wrong.

Just like all the monks in Luzhou, they are the most honest and obedient.

The former only wanted to get hundreds of millions of people's umbrellas, but in the end, the relatives around Cheng Changshi confessed to them to keep a low profile and restrain.

Zheguang could only give up that plan angrily, just obediently made a few big umbrellas, but with the hustle and bustle of various states coming one after another.

Those of us old Luzhou drivers, there are only a few in each state, and there are only a dozen at most. Then you can't get through the life?