"It's the new year. His Majesty cares about the people. Every household will be given 100 catties of rice, 100 catties of white flour, 3 barrels of oil, and 5 boxes of canned meat.”
In the villages of the Chinese Empire, the local village officials beat drums and gongs to gather the villagers to collect the New Year's supplies.
In order to let the people have a good New Year, Chen Ling had already started to get the logistics team to transport supplies to the granaries of various towns and villages more than a month ago.
Fortunately, Chen Ling's current territory was in the northeast. If it was in mountainous areas like Fujian and Sichuan, these supplies would not be delivered even if they were three months in advance.
However, some towns were too remote for vehicles to enter, so the villagers could only come to the town to collect them themselves.
In the future, many people would not come to collect these gifts for the New Year as they found it troublesome.
However, in modern times, these things were enough for poor people to live a good New Year.
"The emperor's grace is boundless…the emperor's grace is boundless…"
"Long live Your Majesty…"
"Grandpa, I want to eat meat…"
After receiving these supplies, the commoners were all grateful to Chen Ling.
It could be said that Chen Ling's prestige had once again risen by several levels.
The common people were simple and honest. If you treated them well, they would know.
To the peasants who lived in the countryside and were not well-informed, improving the country's strength and defeating the foreign powers did not mean much.
However, dividing the land was different from directly distributing the New Year's goods. This was a benefit that they could obtain.
Most importantly, Chen Ling did not spend any money.
Be it rice, noodles, oil, or canned meat, they were all bought from the system.
Not a single cent of the national treasury's money was spent, and he even received the gratitude of the people under his rule. This transaction was a huge profit.
While the people of the Chinese Empire were preparing for the New Year, the other parts of the country were also filled with joy.
They weren't celebrating the New Year, but the Chinese Empire's defeat of the western powers and the demand for reparations.
This was simply unprecedented. They had never thought of it before.
It could be said that once this news was out, another wave of patriots would rush to the capital to seek refuge with Chen Ling.
However, this news was not very friendly to the governors.
Since Chen Ling was able to defeat the allied forces of the western powers, he could also defeat their armies.
Therefore, after the western powers gave in and signed an agreement, many governors could not sit still.
What should he do?
If Chen Ling went south, how could they resist?
Even when they slept at night, many people had nightmares. In their dreams, they were beaten up by Chen Ling.
Chen Ling didn't care about what these governors thought. He couldn't be bothered to think about it.
During the New Year, Chen Ling would not think about such trivial matters.
In the blink of an eye, it was the new year.
On New Year's Eve, Chen Ling held a banquet in the palace.
What was the point of celebrating the New Year alone? The New Year was supposed to be lively, so he called his officials over to celebrate the New Year together.
"It's indeed a foodie empire."
Chen Ling looked at the delicacies that were constantly placed on the table and could not help but sigh.
There were 196 kinds of cold and hot dishes, 124 kinds of snacks and tea, and 320 kinds of dishes. This was the famous Manchu Han Imperial Feast.
Originally, the most famous Manchu Han Imperial Feast was specially created by the Manchu Qing Dynasty in order to rope in Han officials. It meant that the Manchu and Han were one family.
But in reality, it was bullsh * t.
However, regardless of the history of the Manchu Han Imperial Feast, the delicacies in front of him were indeed the essence of Chinese civilization.
" The first cup, to heaven and earth!"
After the dishes were served, Chen Ling raised his glass and said loudly.
"To Heaven and Earth!"
The ministers immediately shouted.
" The second cup, to the ancestor!"
Chen Ling raised his second glass of wine and said.
"To our ancestors!"
The ministers shouted again.
"The third toast is to China! May China and the heavens never grow old and live forever!”
Chen Ling stood up with his third glass of wine and shouted.
"May China and the heavens never grow old, and our prosperity will last forever!”
After three glasses of wine, everyone enjoyed the song and dance while eating.
But to be honest, Chen Ling really couldn't appreciate the songs and dances of this era.
It didn't feel good.
Therefore, after watching for a while, Chen Ling was a little distracted.
As he was distracted, his eyes caught sight of Guangxu beside him.
That's right, Guangxu was here too.
Even the Manchu and Han Imperial Feast was held in the Qing Dynasty. Chen Ling knew that it was just a superficial act.
Therefore, Chen Ling had specially asked someone to bring Guangxu over to attend the New Year's Eve banquet.
As for what Guangxu thought, Chen Ling didn't care.
"Guangxu, do you usually read these? Are there no other entertainment activities?" Chen Ling asked curiously.
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