At this moment when the fireworks in the Puyuan Garden were overwhelming the haze, and the city was full of firecrackers to welcome the new year, all the people lurking in Pucheng had also been dispatched.
The sound of firecrackers drowns out the screams, and the light of fireworks annihilates the light of flames. At such a moment when everything is lit up, no one will notice that a few houses are burned and a few fireworks are set off, and the army outside the city will not be easily dispatched because of this.
She was talking softly under the smoke, and she couldn't hear what she said in the loud voice, but the expression on that face seemed to be wishing, Jin Siyu looked at her with doting eyes.
May every year be like today, and the flowers will bloom luxuriantly.
Before the fireworks were over, he took her to guess lantern riddles. He was naturally proficient in these riddles, but she was not good at it.
Suddenly she stopped under a lantern riddle.
This is a revolving lantern. Lantern riddles are written on the four sides of the lantern, and it turns slowly.
The riddle is very simple: Empress Lu must have a different heart if she focuses on promoting her relatives.
Guess a word.
She was silent under the tree, tilting her head slightly, Jin Siyu came over and said with a smile: "Why, did you guess this?"
"It's so difficult for me to guess." She smiled, "I just saw the painting of the revolving lantern for fun."
Jin Siyu looked up, and there was nothing unusual about that painting, it was the mighty reeds under the moon, and the white birds flew lightly in the flying catkins all over the sky. They all draw auspicious dolls and the like, and I feel very refreshed when I see this. The painting is pasted on the revolving lantern, and when it rotates slowly, those flying catkins and bird feathers seem to fly up, making people feel in a trance that those white feather catkins are slowly flying. Slowly fall on the neck.
After looking at the riddle, he also felt that it was as different as this painting, so he called the housekeeper to ask: "Who made this?"
The housekeeper squinted his eyes for a while, and said awkwardly: "My lord, many lantern riddles are bought from outside, and everyone helps to hang them up. It is really impossible..."
Jin Siyu waved him to go down, and in a blink of an eye she saw that she was already briskly walking towards the next lamp, without looking at the riddle.
He followed, and the answer to the lantern riddle flashed through his mind for a moment.
"regret."
The lantern riddles are set under the tree on the shore of the lake, and the stage is set on the opposite side of the tree, leaning on a rockery.
Brocade mats were laid out in the warm shed for snacks, and braziers were set up at the four corners.
The two sat in the shed, she ordered a play at random, and the Changchun troupe on the opposite side kowtowed far away, and after the sound of "cracking gold and broken jade", everyone in the noisy Puyuan fell silent.
"The flower is old and the warbler is old. How many springs have been wasted. My hometown is thousands of miles away, and there is a lot of smoke and water, but there is nowhere to find it behind the barriers. My whole body is like a flower flying in the snow."
Someone flew up like a poplar, and crossed the high and wide city gate in the snow, and the black shadow flashed.
In the greenhouse, she leaned over to talk about operas with him, and with a joyful tone, praised the Changchun troupe for its well-deserved reputation. He stroked her hair and promised to listen to it as often as she liked.
"The remnant clouds are scattered, the new moon is gradually brightening, looking at the faintly strange peaks and locking the evening clouds."
The sword light is cold, shining under the sky of fiery trees and silver flowers, someone falls from the city gate, and the snow is full of savagery.
She was engrossed in listening, and forgot to eat a piece of vermilion fruit in her mouth. The fruit was bright red, not as bright as her lips.
"Lingling, see the stream surrounding the lonely village."
A group of people dressed in white like snow walked on the vast snowy field. A little further away, in Fenglai Town at the junction of Dayue and Tiansheng, white armored soldiers marched silently, their horses took cork in their mouths, snorted in the night, and sprayed out ice-like sprays. The fog, the marching route, gradually detoured to the Vietnamese army camp outside Pucheng.
She finally noticed that his mind was distracted, and gave him a white look with a smile. He turned his head away in embarrassment, not knowing what was being sung on the stage.
"Looking at the end of the world without an old friend, I will make iron and tear my heart. It only hurts, the snail's head is small, and the snail's horn is in vain."
City gates, beacon towers, arsenals, grain and grass depots, post stations, Pucheng county government offices, Pucheng soldiers and horses...all the important parts of Pucheng that take advantage of most of the rest and leave only a few people on duty at night, all places that can affect the stability of Pucheng and the transmission of information , there are black shadows shuttle back and forth, shaking down in shock.
She poured tea for him herself, with slender fingers, he took it and wrapped her hand tightly, she smiled and lowered her head.
"Thinking about my ex-lover in the dark, facing the wind and the moon, having fun and frequent banquets, and turning to teach me to add sorrow and hatred. Tonight, you are alone, who will be safe?"
The sword light was up and down, one person fell, someone dragged him away silently, someone rushed up quickly, took down the red light under the eaves of the corridor, and hung the wind chimes with red tassels hanging down.
She fed a piece of orange cake to Jin Siyu, and he returned a piece of candied fruit with a smile, trying to feed it with his lips, but there were too many people, so he was embarrassed.
"Be at ease, don't worry about it. Let go of your money and travel slowly, and stay here tonight..."
A group of figures gathered outside Puyuan, entered from an old house, and disappeared into the tunnel dug in the house.
He gently peeled the melon seeds for her, and the melon seeds belonged to her.
"Only being grateful and accumulating hatred can never be dusted for thousands of years..."
"boom… "
It sounded like some kind of fireworks going off, dull and unobtrusive, almost drowned in the loud gongs and drums.
When the muffled sound came out, she was whispering some children's whispers in his ear, he listened with a smile, but winked at the head of the personal guard.
Hearing the voice, the leader of the personal guard seemed to be approaching, pressed his sword and stood up, looking around vigilantly.
The long sleeves of the danjiao fluttering on the stage are being tossed sadly, flying out of a flowing arc in mid-air, and then a graceful crouching fish posture like a bright moon arched bridge, slowly falls down, half-hiding her dimples, lightly Shu Guangxiu, one look is a piece of romantic fragrance.
"good!"
Fans slapped swollen hands.
There was another muffled sound, concealed in a stormy slap, and the danjiao on the stage was about to get up, when suddenly there was an "ouch".
The people in the audience haven't noticed yet, but the leader of the Changchun troupe has changed his color and was trying to cover it up when the lights on the stage dimmed suddenly. Follow the guards and rush to the stage.
Jin Siyu suddenly got up and looked at the stage.
"Chi Chi Chi!"