Dressed as a top-notch girl, leading the whole village to become rich

Ye Guo didn't know until she walked onto the platform.

The heroine's heart below was like a roller coaster, with many ups and downs.

At this moment, she and Xu Changqing were standing on a high platform, letting the breeze blow on their faces. The feeling of looking down on everyone was very refreshing.

The two looked at each other tacitly, and Ye Guo took half a step forward and raised his hand slightly.

The audience suddenly fell silent.

Ye Guo looked around again, and seeing that everything was going as planned, he began to recite the sacrificial words.

"It is the year, month, and day, the year of Jiazi, the solar term has arrived, and heaven and earth are in harmony. Today we gather here to hold a ceremony to pray for a good harvest of rice and a full warehouse of autumn grain."

"In the past, Shennong taught people how to farm, and Houji followed suit, planting all kinds of grains in all directions. I hope that God will look upon my sincerity and piety, and next year there will be good weather, rivers will be full, streams will flow, crops will grow strong, and fruits will be abundant. I hope that the people will be well fed and well clothed, and live and work in peace and contentment.

I sincerely pray for this, and I hope you will enjoy it! "

As her voice fell, she walked to the side and stood still.

Xu Changqing first washed his hands in a basin, and then he went to the altar and bowed three times to the heaven and earth and burned incense.

What was different from the other Taoist rituals of three kneelings and nine kowtows was that during Xu Changqing's three bows, he didn't even bend over more than sixty degrees.

The livestock and food used for sacrifice were prepared in advance.

After the ceremony, Xu Changqing, without any music or drum beats, began the sacrificial dance, holding a peach wood sword.

Whether it is swinging the sword, stabbing the sword, or chopping the sword... it seems casual and simple, but in fact each step has a specific action and meaning, symbolizing the meaning of exorcising evil spirits, avoiding disasters, slaying demons and eliminating monsters.

The peach wood sword seemed to merge with his body, making everyone present forget all their troubles. In this dance, they seemed to be able to communicate with the heavens.

I don't know when it started, but some people began to kneel down and pray devoutly, one after another...

Ye Guo never thought that one day she would firmly believe that dancing is actually more suitable for men.

Her eyes were obviously filled with obsession.

When the person actually stood in front of me, I was still a little dazed.

"Since this autumn rice is grown because of you, you should be the one harvesting it."

As he spoke, he handed over a brand new sickle with both hands.

This is not the same as what we agreed.

But after hesitating for only a second, Ye Guo took it with one hand, then slowly walked down the platform, and under the gaze of everyone, he used a sickle to cut the first bunch of autumn rice.

Deafening cheers rose and fell as she lifted the rice, one louder than the other... The Minister of Agriculture in the crowd had already burst into tears without knowing when.

"Yang Ping, you are good at drawing. You must remember this scene and draw it quickly when you go back. When the time comes, present it to His Majesty and join in the celebration."

Xu Jiahe whispered. In fact, Zhang Yangping had the same idea without him saying anything. He always thought it was a waste of talent to let the national teacher of Daqing preside over a ceremony to open the door of justice.

At this moment, he began to understand why the Imperial Master would come from thousands of miles away.

The opening ceremony is just the beginning. What follows is the main battlefield for the villagers.

Each of the invited guests was given about one square meter of rice, which they needed to harvest by hand.

The kind that everyone can take away with them when they leave.

I have to say that the souvenir arranged by Ye Guo is very satisfying.

The Minister of Agriculture and Magistrate Lu all unanimously requested that rice be sent to the imperial court at an expedited rate of 800 miles to reach the imperial city.

After Emperor Cheng received it, he ate fresh autumn rice that night. He also took a picture of Zhang Yangping's painting and hung it in the Qinzheng Hall where he usually reviewed memorials.

The next day, he issued an edict granting amnesty to the entire country, and the whole country celebrated.

Xu Changqing naturally also sent someone to deliver a letter, in which Ye Guo's title was mentioned: Ningguo.

Even an ordinary person knows the importance of this title.

However, when it was announced during the morning court session, no one from the Censorate spoke out in opposition.

What’s the point of giving a title to someone who can produce one-third of Daqing’s crops?

Even if it was Emperor Cheng who made her one of the Nine Ministers, probably no one would object.

Ye Guo himself didn't feel that he had done anything earth-shattering.

At this moment, she was holding Xu Changqing's peach wood sword and learning the sacrificial dance.

Can ordinary people learn sacrificial dance?

Of course, ordinary people can’t do this, mainly because there is no one to teach them.

But Xu Changqing was no ordinary person. As soon as Ye Guo opened his mouth, he nodded and agreed to teach. He even lent out the only peach wood sword he brought from his master without thinking twice.

And then this scene happened.

"Relax your body and lift your upper right hand a little higher."

"Very good, turn left and use your waist."

"The tip of the piece points to the ground, implying the protection of the land gods."

Ye Guo had been learning for three days and was still at the stage of posing, not even really memorizing the movements for a few hours, so he asked with a smile, "Do you mean, the God of Land?"

"Landlord? Where is he from?"

Ye Guo once again inadvertently exposed his uniqueness.

But in front of Xu Changqing, she had no pressure at all. "He is just like the little fairy in the myth who is in charge of a piece of land."

"Generally speaking, they are about three feet tall and hold a cane. They are regular gods with the lowest magic power."

Seeing her talking, Xu Changqing sat down to drink tea and filled her cup without hesitation.

"There is a concept of formal and informal gods?"

Ye Guo had studied myths in depth before, especially the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and he gained new insights every time he read it.

"Of course, there are always shortcuts."

"In the legendary era, immortals, humans, and demons coexisted."

"And all of this depends on two words: chance."

Xu Changqing couldn't help but think of where Ye Guo came from. A hint of worry flashed across his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

"For something so mysterious, just let it happen naturally."

This was a rare, leisurely time for the two of them. Xu Changqing did not return to the county town after the opening ceremony.

Instead, he continued to live in Yejia Village with his own guards.

Ye Guo nodded and said, "You have been in Yejia Village for five days. The autumn rice in the village will probably be harvested in another three to five days."

"When do you plan to return to the Imperial City?"

Xu Changqing always knew that she was a clear-headed person, but at this moment, he would rather she live a little more confusedly.

"Don't look so sorry for me. You are the national teacher. How can you stay here forever?"

"You have also met my second sister-in-law. How is her situation now?"

Ye Guo said it lightly, but in fact he tightly grasped the teacup in his hand.

I never felt the importance of having a close friend before. But now, I can only feel free and at ease when I am with him.

Although she has never been in a relationship, living in modern times, who hasn’t watched a few idol dramas?