By the time Jin Feng and the others returned to the foot of the mountain, it was already dark.
The people had finished their meal and gathered in the open space, waiting silently around the bonfire.
"If they don't go to rest, what are they doing here?" Jin Feng asked.
"The Jinchuan Song and Dance Troupe is coming here to perform today. Everyone is waiting to see the song and dance."
Wei Datong explained.
"Qingyuan is here?" Jin Feng was stunned.
When Qing Xinyao gave him Qingyuan and a group of dancers, Jin Feng had no other way to arrange it, so he asked Qingyuan to form a dance team.
At first, Jin Feng just wanted to find something for the dancers to do, but Qingyuan and the others' performance far exceeded Jin Feng's expectations.
The stage play performed by the dance team greatly comforted the refugees with marks on their faces. Many girls who were planning to commit suicide regained their confidence in living after watching the stage play.
So Jin Feng retained the dance troupe and officially changed its name to Jinchuan Song and Dance Troupe, with Qing Yuan as the group leader and Chen Wenyuan, who had originally written scripts in Damangpo, as the deputy group leader and concurrently as the chief editor.
The main job of the dance troupe is to perform condolence performances for the Escort Bureau and various factories.
Later, Xiaoyu realized that the dance troupe's stage was very suitable for publicity, so she found Qingyuan and Chen Wenyuan and customized some stories specifically to promote Xihewan Village and Jinfeng's ideas.
In order to achieve the best publicity effect, Xiaoyu requested that the dance troupe not only perform at escort offices and various factories, but also take time to perform in towns and villages across Jinchuan from time to time.
There is almost no entertainment in Dakang, but the dance troupe performs stories that are close to people's lives and are very popular among the people. Every time they go out to perform, the audience is always crowded.
Many people travel over mountains and ridges for more than ten or even dozens of miles just to watch a performance by a song and dance troupe.
But the song and dance troupe usually performs in Jinchuan, so Jin Feng really didn't know that they came to Dujiangyan.
"Miss Qingyuan has been here for a while. She performs at various construction sites every day. Today is the second time she comes to the Dujiangyan construction site. Everyone is looking forward to it..."
As Wei Datong was talking, the tent not far away was opened and a large group of warblers and swallows came out.
The leader is none other than Qing Yuan.
Seeing Jin Feng, Qingyuan's eyes lit up and she asked the dancers to perform on stage while she walked over quickly with Chen Wenyuan and his wife.
Today, Qingyuan is much more confident than before. She is now familiar with Jin Feng and speaks much more casually.
But when he found that the Ninth Princess was standing next to Jin Feng, he did not dare to make any mistake. Together with Chen Wenyuan and his wife, they bowed politely: "I have met His Highness, and I have met Mr.!"
"Qingyuan, Mr. Chen, sister-in-law, when did you come?"
After the ceremony between the two parties was over, Jin Feng asked again.
"We are here before the Dujiangyan construction site has started." Qingyuan replied: "We have performed one round at each construction site, and today we will start the second round."
"So early?" Jin Feng was stunned.
"Yes, the whole village is excited to learn that Mr. and His Highness are going to build Dujiangyan."
Chen Wenyuan said with a smile: "Sister Xiaoyu said that this is a great thing that benefits the country and the people, and we must come to express our condolences."
Hearing this, Jin Feng probably understood Xiaoyu's plan.
This is to help him publicize and win the hearts and minds of the people.
Jin Feng did not object to this, nodded slightly and asked: "What story will you perform today?"
"It's a new book written by Mr. Chen specifically for Dujiangyan, called "Dujiang Fengyun"."
Qingyuan asked her assistant to bring a stack of manuscript paper and handed it to Jin Feng.
Jin Feng did not read the text, but only read the outline.
This story is exactly what he guessed. It takes the construction of Dujiangyan as the background and tells the story of how much danger he, Ninth Princess, and Qing Xinyao took to promote the construction of Dujiangyan and how much sacrifice they made.
In the story, Jin Feng spent all his wealth in order to build Dujiangyan. He, Guan Xiaorou, and Tang Xiaobei were reluctant to buy winter clothes. They all wore patched clothes and were reluctant to eat meat.
The Ninth Princess also sold the jade pendants and jewelry given by the emperor, and gave the money to Jin Feng to buy food for disaster relief.
Qing Xinyao didn't have many scenes, maybe because Chen Wenyuan wasn't familiar with him.
"Mr. Chen, your words are too exaggerated."
Jin Feng couldn't help crying or laughing.
He finally knew why the people kowtowed when they saw him and the Ninth Princess.
According to what Chen Wenyuan wrote, he was so great that he was even a little moved.
"Sir, as you told me, art comes from life, but it should be higher than life."
Chen Wenyuan said with a smile: "Writing it this way can better mobilize the emotions of the people!"
"I don't think there's anything wrong with Mr. Chen's writing."
Ninth Princess said: "The people are having a hard time now. We have to give them some hope and let them know that there are still people working hard for them."
Jin Feng took a deep look at the Ninth Princess and nodded slightly.
Indeed, people need hope.
Only in this way can we ensure the normal operation of society and the smooth progress of various projects.
If the people feel that they have been abandoned and see no hope, they are likely to turn into bandits or even rebel.
A few people were chatting, and suddenly there was a burst of thunderous applause from behind.
Turning around, I saw that the stage performance had already begun.
"Sir, Your Highness, do you want to go take a look? If so, I will have someone set up a shed near the stage." Wei Datong asked.
"No!"
Jin Feng and Ninth Princess waved their hands at the same time.
No matter how thick-skinned they are, they can't sit in the audience and watch the song and dance troupe praise their own stories.
"We've been running around all afternoon and we haven't eaten yet. Let's get something to eat quickly. We're going to starve to death."
Jin Feng saw that Wei Datong still wanted to persuade him, so he changed the subject.
"Look at my memory," Wei Datong patted his head, "Your Highness, sir, you go and take a rest first. I will make arrangements now. Someone caught a few monkeys in the mountains a few days ago, and I left them all for you two.
It’s here.”
"No!"
When Jin Feng heard this, he couldn't help but think of the monkey head feast he saw at Green Water Villa. He couldn't help but feel sick in his heart. He waved his hand and said, "Let the monkey go and let the chef prepare some random meals. What do you think, Your Highness?"
Naturally, the Ninth Princess would not object to Jin Feng in such a trivial matter, not to mention the performance on the stage of how miserable she and Jin Feng lived in order to build Dujiangyan. If the people turned around and found out that they were eating a monkey head feast, the consequences would be disastrous.
So he nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I'll go and let the monkey go now."
Wei Datong hurriedly ran to inform the kitchen.
The area around Dujiangyan was previously deserted. Now, although it is lively, there are not many buildings.
Apart from the canteen, there are only three rows of wooden houses in the courtyard.
The workers and the bodyguards were all crowded into the tents.
Wei Datong and the company commander of the escort division. One is the commander-in-chief of this project and the other is the commander of the escort division. However, they were each assigned a small courtyard.
Now that Ninth Princess and Jin Feng are here, they give up the courtyard.
After running for a day, Jin Feng was a little tired. When he returned to the courtyard, he lay down on the bed and prepared to sleep.
But the stage play was still going on outside, and there would be bursts of applause every minute or two, making him so noisy that he couldn't sleep, so he had to light an oil lamp and sit back at his desk.
The stage play didn't end until after nine o'clock at night, but Jin Feng was halfway through drawing and could only yawn while continuing to work at his desk.
By the time the drawings were finished, it was already midnight.
Just as he was getting ready to sleep, he suddenly heard the voice of the escort on duty: "Who? Stop!"