Chapter Eighty-Eight: Go Back!

At two o'clock, a thunderstorm soared from the drum tower to the sky, bursting out of countless fireworks in mid-air, like meteors falling from the sky, particularly dazzling and gorgeous. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the midst of the splendid fireworks, a bright yellow figure climbed the drum tower, surrounded by a group of women in high-haired costumes.

The people watching the lanterns on Dongzhi Street were first startled, and then they knelt on the ground one after another, calling out long live, and the sound shook the sky.

Feng Shujia also followed Mrs. Li and the others out of the color shed quickly, knelt on the street and bowed her head, shouting "long live" three times in her mouth, but her eyes kept staring at Feng Yuan, who was kneeling blankly beside He's mother, for fear that he would continue to make noise about going to see the lanterns as before.

The majesty of the sky is not allowed to be violated!

If you are not careful, it will be the disaster of raiding your family and exterminating your family.

Children know best when to be coquettish and when to be obedient, Feng Yuan saw that the people around him were kneeling on the ground, bowing their heads respectfully, silent, where did they dare to make any more trouble, quietly moved to Feng Shujia's side, and held her hand tightly.

Fortunately, Emperor Longqing, who was on the drum tower, quickly raised his hand and shouted "Pingshen".

Feng Shujia breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly picked up Feng Yuan, and shrank into the crowd.

Subconsciously, Feng Shujia wanted to hide from Emperor Longqing, in his previous life, it was a holy decree of Emperor Longqing, which condemned Feng Yi for the crime of treason against the enemy, and ended the prosperous Wu'an Hou Mansion in just over ten years.

She resents the faint king, allows the traitor to dictatorship, and harms the loyal and good, but she is helpless.

Listening to the heavens, for her who was imprisoned by Li Jing in Qinghui Garden at that time, it was difficult to win to the sky.

If it weren't for Li Jing, after he caught up with the king of Fenyang, he gradually became important, and felt that she was a lonely and weak woman who could not pose a threat, so he relaxed his supervision of her, but he was afraid that she would not be able to collect evidence.

Feng Shujia was restless in her heart, and she was bent on taking care of Feng Yuan, and she didn't even inquire clearly about what Emperor Longqing said, anyway, it was just the hard work of making great efforts to govern the country and the people, and now the peaceful scenes such as the feast in the four realms of Daliang, the abundance of the people in Wufu, and the promotion of peace in singing and dancing.

But she clearly knew that once Longqing was carrying on the past and forging ahead into the future, he would establish an immortal career, but it was not enough to barely defend Chengdu.

Emperor Longqing thought that he was wise and brave, and he was an unborn Emperor Shengming, but in fact, he was a self-serving, jealous, arrogant and lascivious emperor, which can be seen from his posthumous nickname - Emperor Liang Huang.

The chaos is said to be famine, the indulgence is insatiable, the internal and external chaos is said to be famine, the joy is slack, the fowl is insatiable, and the joy is not reversed.

At this time, Emperor Longqing, whose voice was like a bell, seemed to convey his will to the hearts of every people, and from the tone, you can imagine that he is now high-spirited and heroic.

From an inconspicuous third prince, neither elder nor virtuous, but he foiled many brothers along the way, inherited the great treasure, and held the power of life and death of the people in the world, how could Emperor Longqing's pride be suppressed.

"Light the lamp!" Emperor Longqing said after a while.

The next moment, the highest and largest lantern building in the capital in front of the drum tower was lit up instantly, a towering palace appeared in front of everyone, and the four big characters of "Guotai and Min'an" on the plaque at the main entrance of the palace were particularly eye-catching.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live...... the crowd on Dongzhi Street was passionate and shouted, until the figures of Emperor Longqing and his concubines disappeared on the drum tower, and they could not be calmed down for a long time.

Other lantern buildings on Dongzhi Street are also lit up in turn, many lantern buildings are also set up to guess lantern riddles, couplets, juggling and other activities, and all have color heads, no matter how much money, the picture is a lively and festive.

The view of the lantern booth where the Wu'an Hou Mansion is located is not the best, but it is not bad, look up, all kinds of lanterns are dazzling, dizzying.

However, Feng Shujia was reluctant to sit with the triumphant Cui family.

Probably felt that the blow on Chinese New Year's Eve made it difficult for Li Jing to turn over, and the position of Zhongshan Boshizi would definitely fall on the body of her biological son Li Yao, Cui's face was full of spring breeze, and his posture was high, and looking at it made people feel that their hearts were blocked.

It happened that Feng Yuan wanted to sneak out to the street to watch the lights and play, so Feng Shujia took the opportunity to say goodbye and led Feng Yuan out of the color shed to Dongzhi Street.

Originally, it was just a bystander's excitement, but now that she is in it, Feng Shujia only feels that the whole person has become a small boat in this ocean of joy, floating and rippling, ups and downs, and her mood is involuntarily.

The previous depression gradually dissipated, Feng Shujia's eyebrows and eyes were relaxed and comfortable, holding Feng Yuan's little hand tightly, shuttling between the various lanterns without hurry, watching the lanterns and guessing riddles.

Reliving a life, the riddles on the lanterns in the street market are rare for Feng Shujia, and soon, she won more than a dozen lanterns, and each person has one left.

Feng Yuan hugged his two favorite rabbits and tiger lanterns tightly, and looked at Feng Shujia with adoration on his face.

Feng Shujia took the opportunity to educate Feng Yuan: "If you also want to win the lantern with your own ability, you must study hard! ”

Feng Yuan didn't seem to understand, he just nodded, anyway, in his opinion, what Feng Shujia said must be right, otherwise he wouldn't have won so many lanterns!

"Good!" suddenly there was a cheer from beside him.

When Feng Shujia subconsciously looked over, she saw that in the misty and soft candlelight, a young man dressed in bamboo blue, with a long body and a gentle face, was slapping the folding fan on his palm, with a look of admiration.

Childe is like jade.

This was the first thought that sprung up in Feng Shujia's heart.

Lin Ze!

This was Feng Shujia's second thought.

In an instant, Feng Shujia straightened up, her nerves tensed, and she subconsciously looked around.

Sure enough, in the shadow of the backlight, Li Jingzheng squinted his eyes slightly, staring at her sharply and resentfully.

Feng Shujia only felt a chill all over her body, and almost couldn't help but rush forward and gouge off the pair of eyes that were like poisonous snakes, staring at her in the dark.

"Girl?"

Mother He's concerned and worried voice sounded, Feng Shujia immediately came to her senses, bowed slightly at Lin Ze, and prepared to leave.

"Miss Feng, what a coincidence, you also came to enjoy the lanterns. Li Jing was unwilling to let her get her wish, and went straight forward to greet him, his tone casual and intimate, as if there was some indescribable intimacy between them.

Feng Shujia was so angry that her heart trembled, and she couldn't wait to step forward and tear Li Jing's mouth, and then she just politely and detached herself to push back: "The lantern viewing booths of Wu'an Hou Mansion and Zhongshan Bo Mansion are in one place, the prince won't know it." When I was in the color shed before, I heard Mrs. Bo mention the son of the world, saying that it was ......"

"Humph!"

Before Feng Shujia could finish speaking, Li Jing was interrupted by a heavy snort.