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Chapter 239 Chaochao: Everyone in Daqi can see me

What? What do you mean?
He had everything prepared, and the plan was perfect. Now he was being told that Ah Shan had woken up for a short while, then went into hibernation and shut down again.
"I haven't said a single word yet, okay?"

The other ministers exchanged glances, then couldn't help but look down at the people not far away.

Indeed, at this moment, apart from some officials and soldiers maintaining order, most of the people here are ordinary people who are poor, emaciated, and dressed in rags, living in poverty, or even homeless orphans and beggars.

Emperor Jingxuan stood on the altar, which was decorated with grains and coarse linen clothing. He had been kneeling on the ground with great piety, waiting for Chaochao and Ashan to finish their conversation so that he could tell them about the current situation of the Great Qi Dynasty.

The ministers had a heated discussion yesterday, and the suggestion to "move Ah Shan with sincerity" ultimately prevailed.

So they gathered the people near the capital, hoping to tell Ashan that the people of Daqi still needed to improve their lives, that they needed the technology and high-yield food of the future, and that the existence of the Heavenly Curtain could provide them with more useful information.

For example, the pandemic, natural disasters, and keeping warm.

Ashan is a charity system. If it knew that the images and knowledge of the future displayed in the sky could help people eat their fill, stay warm, and live better lives, it would definitely consider turning the sky on and off.

However! !

They hadn't even done anything yet, hadn't even had a chance to connect with Ah Shan, and just like that... they went into hibernation?

The next time will be several more days, but there's no definite answer as to how many days.

Emperor Jingxuan felt like he was going crazy.

The altar was quiet, and the ministers couldn't help but glance at the emperor again and again. Although His Majesty said nothing, they all knew that Emperor Jingxuan must be in a very bad mood at this moment.

After a long while, the Grand Tutor finally stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. The people have been waiting for a long time. Perhaps we should disperse now?"

Emperor Jingxuan closed his eyes, and the veins on his forehead began to throb.

He continued to gaze at the sky, still somewhat unwilling to give up, but unfortunately, Chaochao did not bring him any good news.

Finally, Emperor Jingxuan waved his hand and said, "Alright, distribute grain and porridge to the people, and let them all go home after they've eaten. Next time..."

He originally wanted to tell them to come back next time, but then he realized that it was still unknown when Ah Shan would be able to turn the machine back on, so even if they wanted to prepare in advance, it wouldn't work.

Emperor Jingxuan waved his hand, "I'll leave this to the Grand Minister of Agriculture and the Ministry of Revenue. The rest of you will come back to the palace with me to discuss state affairs."

"Yes."

The Minister of Agriculture and Zhang Yulin, along with officials from the Ministry of Revenue, had already ordered the grain to be cooked.

Emperor Jingxuan hadn't initially planned to cook porridge for these people. However, the people his officials found were so pitiful; in the capital, under the emperor's nose, he assumed things would be different. Who could have imagined that so many emaciated people still existed, starving and destitute?

Seeing the people so timid and easily blown away by the wind, Emperor Jingxuan could no longer stand idly by.

Especially when he thought about the ordinary people of later generations, even old beggars who had been wandering around for many years could eat fried rice with eggs when they walked into the police station, and their faces looked rosy and healthy after washing their faces, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Therefore, Emperor Jingxuan ordered people to prepare food and cook a bowl of porridge for the people who had come today.

He didn't know if he could solve Ashan's problem, but for now, as an emperor, he could still make sure these people had a good meal.

The people present couldn't help but swallow hard. Most of them came from poor families, and some even struggled to get enough to eat. There were also many beggars and children from orphanages, who held their bowls with anticipation and lined up as they listened to the soldiers' instructions.

When the emperor sent them to the altar, everyone was trembling with fear. Some people turned and ran away in fear when they saw the soldiers, while others were on tenterhooks, afraid that they might not even be able to save their lives.

But now, looking at the steaming hot porridge in front of them, they finally had a real sense that 'the current emperor is indeed a good person.'

An old man couldn't help but ask Zhang Yulin, "Sir, can we come again next time?"

"If there's a chance, of course I will." The old man was very happy. "When Ah Shan turns on the camera next time, I'll come again."

Zhang Yulin didn't reply. Who knew if Ashan meant "a few days"? He just told the old man, "Hold it steady and drink slowly."

"okay."

The old man carried the bowl away, giving Lin Lan and the others a strange look as he passed by.

These people don't look like people who can't afford porridge, nor do they look like officials who came here on official business. What are they doing here? They're not even queuing up for porridge. It's strange.

Lin Lan and the others exchanged glances; they too had been summoned by Emperor Jingxuan.

Emperor Jingxuan felt that Ashan's system, in addition to being familiar with the court, had also been in contact with Lin Lan and others.

If he can't persuade Ashan, perhaps Lin Lan and the others could try appealing to his emotions.

Therefore, Lin Lan and her group were very close to the altar. From the moment they arrived, they were all quite nervous.

Who could have imagined it would end like this?

The group couldn't help but sigh, "What are we supposed to do next?"

"Back to the inn?"

"We were supposed to set off back to Huaiping County tomorrow, but now, does that mean we can't leave?"

Lin Lan thought for a moment, "It will probably take a few more days."

Sure enough, while they were still discussing, officials from the Ministry of Rites arrived.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. Let's go, I'll take you back to the post station." The official said to them, "His Majesty has decreed that you may stay in the capital for a few more days."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lin Lan and her group boarded the carriage and slowly made their way to the post station.

There were quite a few people, so the carriage was moving very slowly.

Grandma Zhou lifted the carriage curtain and looked at the line of people waiting to receive porridge outside. She couldn't help but sigh, "If this were in Shangliu Village before, we might have been one of those people."

Wasn't their life just like these people's before?

Thanks to Chaochao.

"I heard that after A-Shan starts filming, this backdrop will likely be shut down. Will we never see Chaochao again?"

Everyone felt somewhat saddened and disappointed when this was mentioned.

At this moment, Chaochao had calmed down under the comforting care of her parents.

Gradually, I began to recall the words Ah Shan had said before he went into hibernation.

She didn't quite understand. "Mom, Ah Shan said it left behind a bunch of dogs. What does 'a bunch of dogs' mean?"

Jian Yunsang was stunned. It took her a while to understand what Chaochao meant. She chuckled and explained, "It means a malfunction or defect. Ashan said it left a big bug?"

"Hmm, it says that everyone in Daqi can see me, Mom, what does that mean?"