Eastward Flow

twenty two

The death of Emperor Zhaodi has no hidden feelings. Xi Jingjing, who has verified from the mouths of Du Zhong and Ling Xiao, ordered a secret order for the Dark Guard to investigate the emperor Zhao's slain. It has been four years, and Yuanzhou City has gone through war, which is bound to be many difficulties. But Li Jingying wasn't afraid of how complicated things were, or how terrible the hands behind her, she just wanted to know the truth.

Know who is going to kill this hand.

The arsenal of the Ministry of Defense and the death of Emperor Zhao combined together, adding a bit of sorrow to His Majesty, who was already laboring. Xi Jingjing had rebuked herself for failing to lead the soldiers and horses to the Liangshui bank and leveling up the rebellion that day, causing Yuanzhou City to break down, and even more resentful when he knew that Emperor Zhao was sent off in the winter of the second year Yourself.

As a courtier, he did not protect his monarch. As the empress, she failed to take care of her emperor. Either way, consciously misconducted 禤 景 宸 today handles tedious official duties with masochism.

The queen had not fallen asleep for several days. She was worried that her palace would inform the eldest princess about the situation of the queen. The princess was worried about the queen's body and ordered the royal dining room to boil soothing soup. After the empress slept for a full night, the Lantern Festival together with the little princess invited the empress to walk around the city, and Meiyue inspected the people by his name.

There are a lot of things hidden in the heart of Wu Jingyu. Even if he is not in a good mood, he never quits his invitation to his sisters. On the evening of the Lantern Festival, after preparing for the situation, the three sisters put on the mask of the Lantern Festival and went out of the palace gate.

The Lantern Festival in Yuanzhou City is the predecessor of the flowering meeting. On this day, most young men and women will take to the streets of Yuanzhou City. If you are already in a company, come out and connect with your feelings. If not, I look forward to meeting someone in this day.

The three sisters didn't care about the hidden meaning of the Lantern Festival. Some people in Yun Jing's mind were the King of Clouds. As for Wu Jingyu, this emperor is full of emperors. After walking on the street, he began to inquire about the commons of the people.

The peddlers, what kind of life these lower-level living people want, and what kind of environment they need, are all she needs to know.

Therefore, the two princesses sighed sighing when the three sisters came to the bustling and long streets and looked at the Jing Jingyu who was learning about the people.

Hey, she's not the emperor's sister-in-law.

Tonight, the streets and lanes of Yuanzhou City are covered with lanterns, the fireworks bloom in the sky, and the whole city is bright as day. The shouts of merchants, the cheers of children, and the whispers of their lover. All aspects of this life are concentrated in a short long street.

Tong Jingyun led the two sisters across the long street, watching the mellow smile reflected on the people's faces, only to feel a lot of lightness in her heart. When walking to the corner of Long Street, Qi Jingying listened to a clear and pleasant voice of a young man saying, "Why did my mother-in-law come out and set up lanterns, but is there any difficulty at home?"

The sound was too nice and familiar, and Jing Jingyan turned his head and looked at the speaker. At a glance, he bumped into the white robe boy and recognized the person instantly.

This child is again.

The queen thought to herself that the child was too fond of running away, and she always ran into her every time she went out.

The teenager under the lantern did not wear bright red clothes as in the past, but was white, with a high jade crown, showing a plump forehead, a mountain-like eyebrow, tender eyes like water, and a tall Qiong nose. Slightly smiling lips.

The original immature face, under the thick white and thick robe, seemed to have a sense of detachment beyond the age.

The old woman's ears didn't seem to be very good, she asked her head, "What are you talking about?" The teenager squatted under the lantern stand, looked at the old woman who was pleated with lanterns and leaned on her ear, and asked: "I asked my mother-in-law, why did you come out and set up lanterns at that age, but what was the problem at home?"

The old lady just seemed to hear it, and she waved her hands again and again, saying, "It's not difficult, it's not difficult, okay. I, I just like to decorate the lantern, lively, happy!"

The elderly mother-in-law couldn't speak clearly. She repeatedly emphasized that this was her favorite thing, making the teenager under the lamp shy.

The boy arched his hand, saluting his grandmother, and said, "I want to get out of the way, and I also want to forgive my mother-in-law. How much is your lantern?"

"Fifteen text." The old woman spread out her palms, compared to a fifteen. The boy knew, and took three green coins from the purse, saying, "Please ask my mother-in-law to give me two."

A piece of green money can reach ten copper plates. The teenager respects the mother-in-law's business, and everything comes in accordance with the rules.

"Good grin." The mother-in-law responded, and gave the teenager two lanterns embroidered with carp.

"Thank you mother-in-law." The boy held two lanterns and got up and walked towards the corner. The waiter behind him hurriedly ran, shouted, and said, "Second son, wait for me, second son."

The boy stopped, waited for the waiter to come over, plugged a lantern in his hand and said, "Asheng, don't you run so fast, what to do if you hit someone. I said you would wait at the ferry You, you are in a hurry. No, this is for you. "

"Thank you, son," the waiter panted, and said anxiously, "Houye let me follow you all the time, don't let you lose."

The teenager heard the words and smiled helplessly: "Asheng, I am sixteen years old this year, not six years old, and can't run. I don't mean to watch a big show, let's go."

The two walked side by side, talking and walking, gradually disappearing under the bright lantern.

The teenager didn't know that a short picture fell in the eyes of Tong Jingying, looking at the back of the teenager leaving. Under the eyes of the sisters' astonishment, Jing Jingying went to the grandmother who sold the lantern, Wen Wen said: "Mother-in-law, can you give me three lanterns?"

So, the three sisters carried a lantern to the focus of the Lantern Festival in Yuanzhou City, and the pier where the spring breeze was once located.

Every year Lantern Festival in Yuanzhou City will perform a song and dance on the stage above the spring breeze on the riverside in the city. Chu's national style is open, singing and dancing are popular, and Donghuang's songs are sung in the world. At that time, the stage was performing on the floor of the building once in the spring breeze, and the distant river was covered with the paintings of the boat, and the flames floated on the water for several miles.

Zhong Lishuo had earlier heard the grandeur of the lantern night from the mouth of the waiter in the house. Only when he saw it with his own eyes did he realize that the magnificent scenery was perfect.

She wore white clothes tonight, wrapped in a snow-white fox fur, and wandering along the river bank with a lantern. Attendant Asheng followed her, and said sloppily: "The spring breeze was once a stage for singing and dancing on the left side, and a lantern riddle on the right side. Both places were crowded. Where are you going, boy?"

"Go to the left."

Guessing the riddles, she didn't go and saw nothing. She's going to see the grand scene, to see the grand scene of Daqing's singing and dancing.

The Lantern Festival table, once built by Chunfeng, surrounded a lot of people. Zhong Lishuo held her lantern and squeezed into the crowd with her flexible figure. The song being played on the stage is "Moon in the Clouds".

"Dragon driving Xi Emperor's clothing, chatting and traveling Xi Zhouzhang ~"

On such a grand occasion, the commanders of Jian Tian Si, or Taoists of Tai Yi Men, will perform the worship sacrifices of the gods in the folk.

In this song Yunjun, the role of the God of ** given to the earth.

The Taoist who played Yun Zhongjun was light in appearance, stunned like a horror, and twisted like a dragon, turning the clouds and rain between the cricket music, attracting the audience to applaud and congratulate. Zhong Lishuo rarely experienced such fun occasions, and he couldn't help but clap his hands and crackled his palms.

At the time of the joy, suddenly someone patted her shoulder. Zhong Lishuo turned his head and saw that Da Shiming didn't know when he appeared behind him.

"How come the sir?" Suddenly met the old man, Zhong Lisuo said with surprise.

Da Shiming put his index finger on his lips, and then beckoned her. Zhong Lishuo's eyes became doubtful, but he still followed behind Da Shiming and got out of the crowd.

The hustle and bustle sounded as if they were left far behind.

The grandfather took the green silk, covered the clear height with no dust, and looked at the handsome young man under the lamp and smiled slightly: "I encountered some trouble today, so I just searched for someone who can help me, I never thought it was a little boy. "

"Little boy, would you do me a favor?" Qing Lan turned her head and looked at Wen's young face with a voice.

"Sir, I can do everything I can to do what I can."

"I don't need my son to do his best, only my supervisor Tian Si is responsible for the praises of the Lantern Festival tonight. But my stupid apprentice, because he can't come to the Emperor to step on the Lantern Festival, so the performance of Yun Zhongjun will slip away." Qing Lan was helpless and faintly petted and said, "This child is too talented, and I can't look for her. And Jian Tian Si can only sing the Emperor, only the child. I have no other choice but to Seeking someone to help. "

"But I never thought that Her Highness had such a deep relationship with me, so I took the liberty to ask His Highness if I could pretend to be the emperor and take a Lantern Festival for my unscrupulous apprentice."

Zhong Lishuo first hesitated for a moment, then laughed: "It's so difficult, I just don't read the sacrifice of the Emperor's deities, can I use something else instead?"

"Don't the son play the emperor once before?" Qing Lan smiled slightly, everything was silent.

Zhong Lishuo also laughed.

Yes, she once played the Emperor of the East. At the East Emperor's Festival in Yunzhou, she used Shakuhachi as a sacrifice to communicate the deities.

Is it just tonight?

Zhong Lishuo, who had fulfilled the orders of the chief, followed the chief's order, followed by the chief to the spring breeze, and put on a large robe to worship the emperor. The handsome boy was dressed in a feather coat praised by the emperor, sitting on a futon, listening to the song from the stage, holding the shakuhachi in his hand, flashing with excitement.

The corners of her eyes were smeared with crimson rouge, and cinnabar lit between her brows. The young boy in the plumage with half-faced makeup is as handsome as the beautiful emperor in the painting.

The author has something to say: Da Mingming: I deliberately.

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