Chen Tongmin took the sacrificial text and left.
Liang Qu had faith that Chen Zhao'an wouldn't reject his request.
Firstly, it wouldn't hurt anything. In countless folktales, the Jiang Huai River God was already the embodiment of the Huai River; to the fishermen, the two were one and the same.
Secondly, changing the worship from the River God to the actual Jiang Huai River was a very minor adjustment. For most of the villagers who had never been educated or literate, after hearing it once under the altar, they probably wouldn't even notice the change.
Everyone simply wished for favorable winds and a bountiful fish harvest; they weren't concerned with the minor details—as long as the intent was clear, it was enough.
He didn't know if skipping this "middleman" and holding the ceremony on the legend's special date of June 6th, when all rivers supposedly returned to their paths and merged into the sea, would enhance the feedback they received.
Liang Qu was hopeful about this.
