"Auntie, brother, look, someone is putting a sky lantern~!"

Guiyifang, Meng Wenhao's home.

After dinner, the girl came to the courtyard, and inadvertently saw a bright fire floating in the northeast sky, and the little girl couldn't help but point in that direction and shouted excitedly into the house.

The so-called sky lantern is another nickname for Kong Ming lantern, commonly known as wishing lantern, also known as prayer lantern. It is an ancient Chinese handicraft that was mostly used for military purposes in ancient times, but there are also some people who will cast it on major festivals such as the Lantern Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival to make wishes and pray for blessings.

There are two theories about the origin of the Kong Ming lantern, one is that according to legend, there was a woman named Xin Qi Niang, when she was fighting with her husband in Fujian, she used bamboo strips to tie into a square frame, paste paper, make a headlamp, and place the burning pine resin on the chassis, and the lamp flew into the sky by hot air to use as a military liaison signal. This kind of pine resin lamp is called Kong Ming lamp in Sichuan. The main reason is that the shape of this lantern resembles the hat worn by Zhuge Liang, hence the name.

Another theory is that it is said to have been invented by Zhuge Liang during the Three Kingdoms. Back then, Zhuge Liang was besieged in Pingyang and could not send troops out of the city for help. Kong Ming calculated the direction of the wind, made a floating paper lantern, tied a message for help, and escaped from danger as a result, so later generations called this kind of lantern Kong Ming lantern.

No matter which statement is correct, it is an indisputable fact that there were Kong Ming lanterns in the Tang Dynasty.

"It's really, but it's still more than ten days before the Mid-Autumn Festival~! How could anyone put a sky lantern at this time~? ”

When Meng's mother heard her daughter's exclamation, she also ran out to see the excitement, and after seeing the fire, she said with some doubts.

"Mother, that's not a sky lantern~!"

Meng Wenhao said sullenly at this time, and then he gestured with his hand:

"That fire is at least four or five miles away from us, generally speaking, the farther away things are, the smaller they look, and now we can see so clearly from such a distance, which means that this thing is at least dozens of times larger than the ordinary sky lantern~! It's definitely not a sky lantern~! ”

Meng Mu thought about it carefully when she heard this, and suddenly felt that what her son said made sense, but she was still a little puzzled: "But if it weren't for the sky lantern, what else could fly so high~?" ”

"The child doesn't know~!"

Meng Wenhao shook his head and said, "But Mr. must know~!" ”

Mother Meng rubbed her son's head a little funny, and said, "Yes, yes~!" Hao'er's Mr. is the most powerful~! Let's go and rest early~! Hao'er, you have to go to Hu Yuanwai's grain shop tomorrow to settle accounts~! ”

Meng's father has been out to sea for almost three months, and the pillar of the family is gone, and Meng Wenhao has to stand up at this time, so he took advantage of the field vacation for more than two months to find a job to subsidize the family.

The other party is the Hu Yuanwai family that Meng's mother often works for, the position, that is, Mr. Bookkeeper, with the glorious aura of the first grade in the arithmetic hall and the arithmetic knowledge that is ahead of this era in his mind, Meng Wenhao alone is completely worthy of the original accounts of the ten Hu families, so Hu Yuanwai not only respects him very much, but also the salary is not ordinarily high.

"Oh~! Got it, mother~! ”

Meng Wenhao replied sullenly, but his face became a little strange.

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"Your Majesty, according to the report from the people below, a large ball of fire has just flown out of the Qiqu Pavilion Workshop, and that fire is still flying to the northeast, and it should be about to leave the city now~!"

In the Ganlu Palace, Li Er rubbed his sore wrist and was about to go back to his eldest grandson to sleep, but Zhao Song suddenly walked in in a hurry and reported.

"A flying fire~?"

Li Er frowned, his face became a little strange, and after a while, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly got up and said: "Drive the Xuanwu Gate~!" ”

The north gate of Taiji Palace, Xuanwu Gate, its place is located in the original slope of Longshouyuan, the terrain is higher, overlooking the whole Chang'an City, if in the mastery, it is an important gateway to the north of the palace city. Of course, compared to its geographical location, Xuanwumen is most famous for its political and military status, after all, there was a regime change here only last year.

In fact, in a few years, a taller and more magnificent building will begin to be built here, that is, the famous Daming Palace, standing on it can even be seen outside Chang'an City, if nothing else, in the eighth year of Zhenguan Li Erhui ordered to build.

"Your Majesty, look at it~! It's that firelight, estimated at the distance, it should fly out of Chang'an City~! ”

Coming to the tower of Xuanwu Gate City, Zhao Song pointed to the eastern sky and said to Li Er.

"Hmm~!"

Li Er nodded and answered, but his eyes stared in that direction without blinking, Zhao Song didn't know why Li Er was looking so intently, but he didn't dare to ask out loud, just stood aside with low eyebrows.

"Drive back to the palace~!"

After a long time, the fire became smaller and smaller, until it was finally invisible, Li Er flicked his sleeves, turned around and left, leaving a sentence in the air that made Zhao Song stunned.

"After Li Zexuan returns to the city tomorrow, let him come to see me immediately~!"

Zhao Song frowned, followed behind Li Er, and wondered in his heart: "Isn't Li Zexuan still in the workshop now~?" Why did Your Majesty wait for him to return to the city tomorrow~? ”

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"One punch on the left, one punch on the right, let's take a punch~!"

Zhao Song was so depressed that Li Zexuan couldn't control it, this thing is now busy wiping his ass for the bullshit he blew at the beginning~!

After the hot air balloon flew into the sky before, he regretted it in his heart, because tonight is a southerly wind, and Qinling is located in the northeast of Chang'an City, this wind direction is not suitable at all~!

If Li Zexuan didn't do anything and let the big fireball fly freely, he would definitely not be able to reach Snake Spirit Mountain, and would only fly farther and farther north!

When Kong Ming was doing Kong Ming's lantern for help, he had already calculated the direction of the wind, and although Li Zexuan was from Taoism, he didn't learn the ability to pinch and calculate, no, he was a little confused as soon as he went to the sky.

This is really a thousand calculations, but one is missing!

Fortunately, this thing's brain is quite smart, and he came up with this method in a flash: that is, he keeps punching towards the west, which is a fist with true qi, with the recoil of the punch, combined with the thrust of the south wind, Li Zexuan "even people with the ball" floated "limping" in the northeast direction.

(Those who have learned force analysis will definitely be able to analyze it)

"Special mother's~! Lao Tzu, is this considered a rocket with its own gas canister~? ”

Li Zexuan muttered depressedly while doing physical work in the sky.

Ahem, I have to say that his description is really very appropriate~!

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(End of chapter)