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Chapter 287 The picture is too beautiful, I dare not think about it!

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    The typhoon has passed and the sky has cleared up.

    Zhu Houzhao and his party wanted to go down the mountain to take a closer look at the post-disaster recovery work, especially the damaged small fishing boats in the port. What kind of regulations can make fishermen who have lost their property a blessing in disguise?

    The shuttle bus set off again, transporting the group to the port.

    The main road has been occupied by the disaster rescue team, and others can only sneak away.

    It doesn¡¯t matter if the emperor comes, he still has to act according to the rules.

    "This is the exact words from the guy who blocked the car. You are all nobles of the Central Plains. At this time, you can just watch the excitement from a distance. What are you doing so close?"  Aren't you adding to the chaos?

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    We Nanhai people have to train in Taizhou Prefecture for several months before immigrating. Who doesn¡¯t know this rule?

    ?????????????? It¡¯s the original big bosses like you who are always aloof, so you are busy making trouble for others everywhere.  The Imperial Master once said, this is called breaking away from the masses!

    Well, the hat is deducted.

    Zhu Houzhao spread his hands, what he said is reasonable, you have to admit it!

    After a short time, several whistles sounded outside the port.

    The crowd on the avenue changed again, and the middle lane was quickly cleared.

    Zhu Houzhao and his entourage got out of the car and blended into the crowd to watch the fun.

    From people¡¯s words, I heard the whole story. It turned out that a boatload of immigrants was about to disembark.

    Master Yang had another opinion: "With such a strong wind, you actually have to risk sailing? Or transport people! Isn't it a waste of human life?"

    Others kindly asked him for information: "The passage of a typhoon is only a small section of the sea. As long as you avoid the wind belt, you will be fine."

    "Typhoon is the power of heaven and earth. How can it be measured so accurately?"

    The man rolled his eyes and ignored the idiot.  This is the South China Sea, and there is a national teacher in charge How to measure typhoons, you can't understand it even if I tell you, and you can't learn it even if I teach you!

    After a while, the immigration boat docked.

    Countless representatives from various places, who had been notified long ago to pick up people, raised flags and organized teams to go forward.

    The catching board was put down on the big ship, and people on the deck lined up in long queues to land one after another.

    The experienced pick-up managers from various places stepped forward and took the new immigrants assigned to them back to their motorcade, chatting and laughing before driving away.

    A boatload of immigrants, with thousands of people, men, women, old and young, were all divided up in less than an hour.

    The pick-up team here left first, and people poured into the port from behind to continue cleaning up the mess.

    Seeing his organization and coordination skills, Master Yang decided to keep his mouth shut as much as possible.

    People in Nanhai are very bad. They deliberately don¡¯t explain things first. They have to wait for someone to make a fool of themselves before they jump out and laugh at you.

    "A group of unruly people, no wonder they want to immigrate to the South China Sea.  In the Central Plains, if you dare to talk to an official like this, I will slap you twenty times!

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    Especially the officials of the South China Sea, big and small, take the lead and often rush to the front line. They are clearly using their actual actions to shame the guests from the Central Plains.

    Zhu Houzhao also looked at the people who didn't seem to like him very much, and it was not early to look at the sky, so he turned back to the mountain.

    The car drove up to Guoshi Mountain, and before we even got out of the car, we heard a faint ensemble of musical instruments and zithers.

    "Is Brother Zheng back?"

    Zhu Houzhao was very excited, jumped out of the car and ran towards the stereo.

    After crossing the big steps, I saw two half-old men sitting opposite each other with serious faces.

    One person is playing the zither and the other is playing the harp. The music is as fast as the strong wind, like rain hitting banana trees and beads falling on jade plates.

    The two instruments cooperate with each other, and the dense and intense music makes people feel as if they have returned to the typhoon earlier.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away and everyone behind him followed and heard this crazy and sonorous music. For a moment, everyone was immersed in the music that seemed to be able to reproduce the passage of a typhoon.

    Before you know it, the song is played.

    The two half-old men looked at each other and smiled.

    "What I read on paper is only shallow, but I know that I have to do this in detail. What a great saying!" The slightly fat man said with emotion: "It has been a year since the master of the country passed down this song, and today I can understand the taste of the song!"  "

    The thin man in charge of playing the kite smiled boldly: "Fight the typhoon! Fight the typhoon! Typhoons are ruthless, but people are compassionate."

    A little girl holding a saucer walked out next to her and said with a smile: "Two great immortalsAt present, others often miss the point.  However, the common people have heard a few words from them about this debate.  Not to mention anything else, just communicating the South China Sea policy with China objectively is a great achievement!  "

    Liu Zhengfeng also echoed: "Yes, yes, that's the truth! Guests from the Central Plains are often stubborn and conservative. If you meet someone like us who is stupid, a few words about ancestral system and tradition will give people the illusion that what they are doing is against the righteousness of heaven and earth."  , as if not killing is not enough to make the people angry. In fact, how can the right way of heaven and earth be made clear in just a few words? With the seeds that come out of these debates, our Nanhai can not only outperform others in doing things, but also in terms of public opinion.  , and the scene is not lost. In the words of the National Master, this is called seizing the moral high ground!"

    Qu Yang added: "The National Preceptor once said that if you don't occupy the position of public opinion, others will. Obviously what we are doing is just, but if we are labeled as someone and splashed with a few basins of sewage, we will end up in trouble.  A rat crossing the street, isn¡¯t it unfair?¡±

    Zhu Houzhao said that he had learned a new posture, but Yang Tinghe next to him was disappointed.

    One Xiong Dayuan can make him almost autistic, and these are only the family members indirectly affected by the debate!

    terrible.

    Nanhai is systematically cultivating specialized talents!

    Think about it, one Xiong Dayuan and one Ruan Silang can defeat Mr. Ge. If a group of professional bullies emerge who are far better than them

    That picture is so beautiful, I dare not think about it!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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