(PS: It's a bit short, only half done, brothers, check back at 8:30 tomorrow morning, ahem...)
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At this moment, on the road descending Sacrificial Moon Mountain.
Gui, noticing that Zhao Rong seemed about to 'say a few words' again, made an 'uh-huh' sound, trying to brush it off.
Zhao Rong seemed unconcerned, remained silent for a moment, stared ahead, and said seriously:
"I can favor him."
Paused for a moment.
"But I can only add to the icing on the cake, not provide coal in the snow, this is a fundamental principle."
"Therefore, I was thinking before, if this grand ceremony that I meticulously organized, after completing the two rituals of communicating heaven and earth, can make the sentient Heavenly Dao turn its gaze here, and give even a mediocre auspicious response to this boy king not yet ten years old..."
The young Confucian scholar nodded, "Then this furnace, I can also read thoroughly and throw it into the lake without hesitation."
