Chengtianmen, in the country where Zhu Biao is located in the Earth Era, has another name that makes his blood flutter when he thinks about it.

The sky was high and far away, and a red sun was rising under the blue canopy, and he looked at the sky in a daze, as if it was only at this moment that he had connected it with a landmark building that he had once known.

It was his homeland, his country.

It's a place he can never go back to.

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The □□ procession of all parties arrived at Chengtianmen to set off the second high/tide of the day, and the first □□ was of course the emperor going out of the city in the early morning to worship the sky.

After a little tidying, the □□ ranks were re-arranged, and many small folk groups that did not perform at the highest level were screened out, and the rest could be used for formal performances along Chang'an Avenue. The teams at the top of the queue are all faces that have been repeatedly rehearsed in half a month, not only the team itself is from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and other key units with red seedlings, but the selected team members are also versatile and beautiful.

As a result, the Guoshu Academy fell behind, although the leading Zhu Di had such an indescribable identity, the order of appearance was still pressed to double digits.

Zhu Di did not express any opinion on this, others may think that it was the Academy of National Arts that dragged Zhu Di down, only Zhu Di himself knew, and the details of the Guò constantly suppressed him and lowered his status, just like when he preached to Quan Daming that he was the most favored prince, at this moment I can't wait for everyone in the world to see that he has fallen out of favor - this is what His Majesty the Emperor is best at.

In the end, the team of the Guoshu Academy was ranked forty-two, not inappropriate, and it was an inconspicuous position, which was just right for the onlookers to get tired of walking and going to the toilet or something, and they would never miss the highlight when they came back.

Of course, no matter what the emperor thinks, what Zhu Di thinks, and what the treacherous and cunning acquaintances in the National Art Academy think, they are only a minority.

□□ beginning, the different minds of this few people were quickly swallowed up by the unifying enthusiasm of the majority.

Zhu Biao was still not called to the float performance, he felt that because of the sky, his show had to be at night to achieve a shocking light and shadow effect, so he didn't care, followed the crowd around, and turned his head around the whole time, dizzying.

To be honest, the part he can see is limited, after all, there are people in front of and behind him, and his height has limitations, no matter how good his eyesight is, he can only see the performances of a few teams nearby, such as forty and forty-one in front, and forty-three ~ forty-five in the back.

It's not good, Zhu Biao flattened his mouth, it's not as good as the National Art Academy.

These teams are all schools, and the team of forty performs magic tricks in a decent manner, and the clumsy tricks make the magician Zhu Biao laugh "hehe"; The forty-first performance song is sung, and the tune of each song is not very good, and the lyrics can only praise the correctness of one sentence; The performance of the forty-three is a group recitation, and the forty-fourth is also singing and children's songs, and all the elementary school students of these two teams ......

The Guoshu Academy was sandwiched in the center of such four teams, and the effect was better than initially imagined, and the onlookers were made drowsy by the forty and forty-one, and saw that the performance spirit of the Guoshu Academy was the same! After that, he was yawned by forty-three and forty-four......

□□ procession first went from Chengtianmen to Fuxing Gate, and then from Fuxing Gate back to Jianguomen, the so-called ten-mile long street, which took several hours to complete slowly.

Before six o'clock, the winter sky began to tilt towards the darkness, sliding into the abyss of night.

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It dawns early and gets dark early.

Zhu Biao may usually complain a few words, it is completely impossible to have nightlife in the dark so early, although he has no nightlife in the first place......

But today he didn't want to complain at all, he was very glad that finally at six o'clock, the □□ was over, and he could eat!

God knows if he didn't eat breakfast today, he didn't have time to eat lunch, and he could still rely on his excitement before two o'clock in the afternoon, and he was hungry and paralyzed after two o'clock, okay!?

He still has to hold the bare-ass baby, that little bastard didn't bring his bottle, and he was also hungry, and his hands were about to break, okay!?

Other teams also seem to be able to take turns to rest, I don't know why the National Art Academy is not on the wheel, no matter how dull Zhu Biao is, he feels that something is wrong, but of course he can't think that this kind of prank will not kill you disgusting and your troubles will come from the hands of His Majesty the Emperor, he just pondered: It is really impossible for the coordination of large-scale activities not to make mistakes at all.

At six o'clock, they returned to the square in front of Chengtian Gate, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, most of the people in the Guoshu Academy practiced martial arts, and their bodies were excellent, so they were not tired by this day of not eating, drinking, and walking.

□□ organizing committee are all people from Taichang Temple, a young secretary came to announce the end of the □□, everyone rests on the spot first, and later the emperor will personally go to Chengtianmen to have fun with the people, and there will be new programs to watch at that time.

He was followed by several officials from Taichang Temple, pushing a small cart to distribute food and water, Zhu Biao also received a copy, and he saw that the clerk also distributed the same box of chicken rice and bottled water to the four princes, Zhu Di took it and turned around as if looking for someone.

The eyes of the two met, and Zhu Di threw it casually, and the box of hot and fragrant chicken rice rose into the air and fell impartially on the top of the head of the bare-ass baby in his arms.

The bare-ass baby raised his hand curiously to grab it, Zhu Biao quickly slapped his hand away, opened the lid of the box and sniffed deeply, his body and mind were bathed in the hot aroma of chicken and rice, and he really burst into tears.

Under the envious and hateful eyes of the other team members, Zhu Biao gulped down two boxes of chicken rice and fed a spoonful of bare-ass baby, but unfortunately he had no teeth, and the rice smacked in his mouth for a while and flowed out of the corners of his mouth...... It's just going to spoil things, little bastard!

The sky is getting darker and darker, the street lights on the long street are lit up, and the front of the Chengtian Gate is also full of colorful lanterns and colorful illumination mountains, across Chang'an Street, that end is a festive and auspicious prosperous scene, but this end is a □□ team sitting on the ground, everyone is dumbfounded, and there is no love on the face.

At seven o'clock, two bright red lights were raised on the top of Chengtianmen, and a bright yellow umbrella was opened under the lamp, and even Zhu Biao knew that it was called Xu, which was a symbol of the emperor.

The crowd on this side of the long street began to make noise again, and the bright yellow flag shook in response, and after a pause, a loud voice came from the top of Chengtian Gate: "Congratulations to the emperor for his long life!" ”

"Hooray, hooray, hooray!"

The officials of Taichang Temple took the lead in worshipping, and Zhu Biao hesitated for a while, and then bowed unevenly, and the mountain shouted long live.

said that he knelt, Zhu Biao was reluctant to kneel, so he made a pretending to kneel, in fact, he was squatting in the crowd, peeking around, most of the people knelt down honestly, but there were a few people who were different: only kneeling on one knee, bowing instead of bowing, and putting his right hand on his left chest to salute instead of kneeling...... Wait, blah, free choice, it seems that this link does not mean to force people to kneel.

Zhu Di is the one who marches the salute, although he is wearing the royal family's apricot yellow robe today instead of his favorite military uniform, Zhu Biao stared at him a few times, the eyes of the four princes were focused on Chengtianmen, the light reflected his well-defined handsome face, and his gaze became more and more profound, and it was difficult to distinguish the feelings.

How long Zhu Biao looked at him, he stared at the emperor's banner on the Chengtian Gate.

Out of the intuition of some kind of small animal to avoid evil, Zhu Biao suddenly had a palpitation.

What's so terrible...... It's going to happen.