Half past eight in the morning.

With more than an hour left before the public sacrifice ceremony, a large number of people started to flow in Anhua City and began to gather towards Dongshan Park.

No matter men, women, old or young, regardless of high or low, everyone has a white flower tied on their right arm.

Without exception.

As early as the day for the public memorial was set, word spread from the Inspection Office that anyone could go to pay homage to the victims of the Word of the God incident.

That's why so many people came spontaneously.

Let me say one more thing by the way.

According to tradition, the white flowers worn when paying homage to the deceased are best made of white cloth.

Due to this public sacrifice, all the white cloths in fabric stores in the city were sold out, and many civilians could only use white paper to fold a white flower.

Xing Peng's father-in-law, Fan Ancheng, and his family were also among the people involved in the abortion.

It's not just this family.

As long as everyone has some status, everyone will come.

Don't want to come?

Ah!

When Director Cheng established the charity association, he once said privately, "If anyone doesn't come, I will definitely remember it clearly."

The words are still ringing in your ears, who dares not to think about them?

Anyone with a little better knowledge knows that the person who really has the final say in Anhua City today is not the Grand Consul, but the Director of the Inspection Department.

Director Cheng will perform a public memorial ceremony in person. If he doesn't go, he will not give the director face. Do you want to hang out in Anhua City in the future?

soon.

The luxury crystal car that Fan Ancheng and his family were riding in drove to an open space away from Dongshan Park and slowly stopped.

The driver wearing white gloves said respectfully: "The roads ahead are all blocked by the inspection office, so we can only walk to the public memorial site."

Fan Ancheng said "hmm".

The wife of the wealthy businessman complained: "It's so cold and I have to walk a kilometer in the snow. It's really frustrating!"

Fan Ancheng frowned and shouted rudely: "This is a decision personally made by the director, please keep your mouth shut!"

What kind of person Director Cheng is, how can he be criticized so easily? If these words spread, won't he bring trouble to his family for nothing?

Fan Xiaoqian also persuaded: "Mom, Xing Peng is now the inspector general. As family members, we should support the work of the inspection office."

The wife did not dare to confront her husband, so she pointed the finger at her daughter: "You, you are talking to Xing Peng every day before you get married."

Fan Xiaoqian blushed and did not argue with her mother.

The family got out of the car, stepped through the thick snow, and joined the flow of people on the road.

After walking more than ten meters.

Fan Ancheng glanced at the flowers held by his daughter, then turned to his wife and asked in a low voice: "You didn't forget to bring money, right?"

The wife nodded: "You told me several times yesterday, of course I brought it."

She complained habitually again: "If I want to lay a bouquet of flowers in front of the monument, I have to donate fifty gold coins first. I think the Inspection Office has really taken advantage of money."

What this woman said was exactly the gossip that spread from the Fang family in Dongyuan.

As everyone knows, the director is permanently stationed in the Winter Garden. This is probably what Director Cheng privately hinted to the Fang family to let out.

Fan Xiaoqian explained in a soft voice: "Public sacrifice is a major event that the whole city pays attention to. Giving flowers can show your face in front of the whole city and win a good reputation as a 'good person'. Naturally, you have to pay some price."

"The Inspectorate did not put the money in their pockets, but paid for the ceremony, and the remaining money was used for civilian welfare. This is a smart approach of win-win-win."

The wife still looked concerned about money: "Fifty gold coins is too much, I think twenty is more reasonable!"

Fan Ancheng glared at his wife, and his tone became increasingly impatient: "You know nothing!"

The wife mumbled something in a low voice and said no more.

Go forward a little further.

There are more and more people around.

No one spoke.

Everyone looked solemn.

Infected by the atmosphere, the family just moved forward in silence.

*

Not long after.

The family approached the entrance of Dongshan Park.

Fan Xiaoqian suddenly stretched out her right hand and pointed forward, and shouted with surprise: "Mom, Dad, Xing Peng is on duty over there!"

Fan Ancheng heard the sound and immediately saw Xing Peng's figure.

The newly promoted inspector general was standing at the entrance of the park with his back straight, saluting the civilians entering the park, and repeating one sentence: "The inspection office thanks everyone for coming to attend the memorial ceremony."

The more my wife watched, the more satisfied she became: "Xiao Peng is a good boy!"

Her precious daughter is about to marry the youngest inspector general in the city. Every time she talks about this with her friends in the circle, she can see the look of envy on his face. Of course she is extremely satisfied.

Fan Xiaoqian felt a little distressed: "There are so many people in the park today, I'm afraid Xing Peng's arms will be sore from doing the salute."

Fan Ancheng said with emotion: "An inspection office that respects civilians will definitely gain the widest support. The inspection office led by Director Cheng does have a different atmosphere."

The three of them actually had their own opinions.

*

After entering the park.

The family donated fifty gold coins and was guided by a maid to a waiting area adjacent to Dongshan.

Many tents have been set up here in advance, and each tent also has a fire pit for heating, which is also a small bonus for the money.

As expected, the people who enter this place are all from the city's wealthy class, or at the very top of the middle class.

Fan Ancheng walked around the tent and strolled out.

The mother and daughter were too lazy to go out to socialize, so they sat by the brazier to warm themselves up.

After a while.

Fan Ancheng is back.

The wealthy businessman said with a strange look: "I just heard the news that the Grand Consul does not intend to attend the public memorial ceremony."

The wife rubbed her palms and said casually: "Public sacrifices are a matter led by the Inspection Office. The Grand Consul doesn't want to be pressured, so it's not surprising that he doesn't want to come."

Fan Xiaoqian heard something said by her fiancé and commented: "Public sacrifice is a business matter related to the whole city. It is really too small to abolish public affairs for personal reasons."

To this day.

Many people know that the position of the Grand Consul is already on the verge of collapse, so when the family talks about the Grand Consul, there is no awe at all.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Fan Ancheng glanced at his daughter appreciatively: "Xiaoqian is right."

He couldn't help but sigh: "If that Excellency comes, maybe the position of the Grand Consul can be more stable, just for the sake of face..."

The rest of the words are not finished yet.

But both mother and daughter understood the meaning.

The wife gossiped: "Director Cheng's ability is definitely the strongest among all the previous directors in this city. Maybe Xuan Ge will let Director Cheng serve as the Grand Consul concurrently."

Fan Ancheng subconsciously denied: "This is impossible!"

Fan Xiaoqian supported her mother: "It's really possible!"

She immediately explained the reason: "The current situation is so chaotic that it is impossible for Xuanshi to take charge of matters personally, and the Tai'an Xiaoling Realm cannot choose anyone more capable than Director Cheng."

Fan Ancheng also came to his senses: "That's right."

His wife suddenly became excited: "If Director Cheng really becomes the chief consul, will Xing Peng's future be even brighter?"

Fan Ancheng nodded heavily: "Of course!"

The wife smiled happily: "Old Fan, you have chosen a good son-in-law!"

Fan Ancheng looked proud: "My taste has always been good."

Fan Xiaoqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This is just a guess. The chief consul has not resigned yet. Are you too happy too soon?"

at this time.

The loud bell resounded throughout Dongshan Park.

"Boom! Boom!"

This bell was specially transported for public sacrifice.
To be continued...