Chapter 125: New Year (Requesting First Subscriptions)
"Is it Lunar New Year?"
According to Huaxia tradition, today is the eve of the Lunar New Year.
It is a day worthy of celebration. Travelers and wanderers return to the place their hearts call home, and many bustling metropolises hang lanterns and streamers, painting the city red with grand New Year festivities. During this time, the entire nation's service industry experiences a surge in value, spurred by the arrival of the Spring Festival.
"Whoosh—"
The intensifying, frigid wind and snow jolted Mo Fangyuan from his fantasy of a world blanketed in red.
"The wind has picked up..."
Thinking of his own solitude and his unreachable home, Mo Fangyuan's heart was suddenly filled with loneliness. Being alone in a foreign world, surrounded by many of his own kind who seemingly supported and accompanied him, he found that different ideologies and values built even thicker walls. Without family to cling to, without intimate friends to confide in, and with no outlet for his spirit, he was ultimately just a lonely island.
"A lonely stranger in a foreign land, I miss my kin all the more on this festive day..."
Retreating into his room, Mo Fangyuan curled up by the furnace table, draping a red wool blanket over his shoulders. His eyes grew slightly moist. He missed home.
"Today is the last day of the year. Once it passes, the year is gone."
Flipping through a nameless book, Old Fu sighed softly.
"After this year, His Majesty will turn seventeen."
"And yet, His Majesty is still alone, without a wife, let alone any heirs..."
Old Duan picked up where Old Fu left off.
"If this continues..."
"...I fear something will go wrong!"
One advocated for freedom and equality, while the other demanded control and obedience. Old Duan and Old Fu held vastly different theoretical views and had long been political enemies. Yet, on the topic they were discussing now, they had reached a consensus and become firm allies.
"The Block Kingdom must have a queen!"
"His Majesty the King must have a wife!"
After exchanging a glance, the two shook hands and said, "From now on, we are comrades!"
A secret plan was quietly woven in a corner filled with light.
"Pass down this new decree from His Majesty!"
The staff of the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Civil Affairs received notification from the King, instructing them to disseminate the decree to the grassroots systems they managed. Never one to slack on the King's personal arrangements, they began their work without delay.
In just half an hour, every citizen of the Block Kingdom knew the content of the decree, and the entire nation was stirred.
[Spring Festival: To celebrate the arrival of the new year, all citizens of the Block Kingdom will be granted a one-week holiday starting from December 29th. During this period, wages will be paid as usual, and various kingdom departments will organize a Spring Festival Gala and a series of other activities to celebrate another year passed by the people. His Majesty the King will personally participate...]
Translated, this meant that the King felt everyone had been working too hard, so he was granting them a week of rest at the end of the year with full pay. He would also hold various activities to relieve the pressure of their daily lives, and the King himself would visit the grassroots to offer his regards to the masses of laborers.
"He is a holy monarch!"
"The revival of the Block People is just around the corner!"
No one would refuse a free holiday. Suddenly, Mo Fangyuan gained the gratitude of every member of the Block Kingdom, adding a touch of paternal love for his people to his already unmatched prestige.
Facing the bustling streets, Mo Fangyuan remained unmoved, sitting quietly by the window with a red wool block in his hand. After thinking about it all night, Mo Fangyuan had come to a realization: if he could not change himself, he would change the world!
Could he not simply transplant the Spring Festival to the Block World by leveraging his own influence? That way, he would be able to celebrate it, wouldn't he? Going a step further, he could use his influence throughout his lifetime to continuously propagate Huaxia consciousness, transform the Block Kingdom, export Huaxia thought and spirit to the people, make Huaxia culture the culture of the Block People, and turn them into a new "Chinese Nation"... By then, wouldn't this place, in a sense, be his home as well?
This Spring Festival was Mo Fangyuan's bold experiment.
"Red represents celebration, love, and family reunion... It is a beautiful color, so during the Spring Festival, we must hang red wool throughout the city to bring out the festive atmosphere!" Mo Fangyuan declared during the "Activity Planning" meeting held in the conference room.
"His Majesty is absolutely right! That makes perfect sense!" The staff applauded in strong agreement.
"We must also prepare the food required for various activities so the onlookers can enjoy them!"
"His Majesty is absolutely right! That makes perfect sense!"
After a pause, Mo Fangyuan continued, "During the Spring Festival, we will hold a gala and various other activities... and we will set off TNT in the wilderness to celebrate!"
"His Majesty is absolutely right! That makes perfect sense!"
Mo Fangyuan actually wanted to set off fireworks, but although the Block Kingdom had crafting tables, it lacked the corresponding professions. Mo Fangyuan had to settle for using TNT explosives to celebrate... after all, they would both produce a loud noise.
Just like that, Mo Fangyuan finalized the arrangements for the Spring Festival holiday. The actual results would have to wait until after the events.
The snow subsided, signaling that the world had officially entered the "Constant Cold Period." This was good news, but also a bad omen. The citizens, who usually rushed to their jobs or were on their way to work, also came to a halt, enjoying the rare holiday.
The most excited were the children. They couldn't believe that their usually "kind" King had actually given them a holiday! It was incredible! They cherished this wonderful break, playing in groups on the kingdom's roads, releasing the full vitality of their childhood.
"Spring Festival Gala..."
Some were happy, some were worried. The staff of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, responsible for the daily lives of the people, were frantic. They didn't even know what such an activity was, yet His Majesty had assigned them such a major task. Wasn't this pushing them into a corner?
"I don't care about the process, I only want results!"
Thinking of the King's words, the Minister gave a wry smile. "My friends, it seems our task is heavy... let's get moving. Use your flexible minds to help us complete this arduous task!"
The activities needed to be planned within three days. It would be another few sleepless nights.
Under the glow of a lamp, Mo Fangyuan sat on an old horse-leather chair, holding a draft in his hand. Written on the draft in the characters of the Overworld were the words: [Spring Festival Gala].
Mo Fangyuan hadn't actually expected the inexperienced newcomers in the Ministry of Civil Affairs to arrange the festival perfectly. He only wanted to see how they would handle it and help them gain experience in adapting to new situations. After all, they would have a long time ahead of them to manage such holidays.