Reunion from ancient times to the present is a day that the Chinese nation attaches great importance to, especially in ancient times, the children of the family are scattered in all directions, and the transportation is inconvenient, and the reunion naturally becomes more and more important, and it must be the happiest time in the family to have the opportunity to reunite and celebrate the festival.

A full moon had hung over the night, and the clear light was sprinkled in the courtyard, and a dead leaf slowly fell from the tree, and after a few ripples in the wind, it fell on the table. Li Xinchen reached out and picked up the leaf, looked at the veins on it, thoughtful.

"Yokan." Qinghe carefully brought the last soup, while Lechang followed behind and clapped his hands. Today's such an important festival, although there is an imperial dining room, but Lechang still insists on cooking in person, the last time I had the opportunity to celebrate the festival with Li Xinchen was already the New Year, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Li Xinchen is already the overlord of the south.

Looking at a table of sumptuous dishes, Li Xinchen couldn't help but shout hello, in fact, there were only three people on the table, Li Xinchen, Lechang and Ning Yuan, but there were many types of dishes. The royal banquet, in addition to the color and fragrance, is mainly exquisite style, and this amount can not be too much, first, there are fewer people to eat, and it is a waste to do more, and secondly, as His Majesty the Emperor, you can not have a completely fixed dietary preference, if the emperor only eats one dish, it is easy to encounter any accidents.

Before that, Li Ping had tried poison with a silver needle in accordance with the rules. In fact, as a later generation, Li Xinchen knows very well that the silver needle test is very limited, but there are not many poisoning methods in this era, and everyone can rest assured if they go through the motions.

Ning Yuan couldn't wait, and looked at Li Xinchen with blank eyes, and Li Xinchen reached out and tore off a chicken leg and handed it to her: "Come, this chicken is the best chicken leg." ”

"And chicken wings." Ning Yuan retorted very dryly.

"Okay, the wings are yours too."

"Husband, you just spoil her." Le Chang sat down and said dissatisfiedly.

"Cardamom branches, it's the time to grow your body," Li Xinchen retorted without hesitation, "There is no harm in eating more." Look at Xiang'er's thin appearance when she first came to a certain side, it took a lot of effort to raise her. ”

Le Chang glanced at him: "Husband is not afraid of the concubine going to tell Sister Xiang'er?" ”

"What if you tell me." Li Xinchen is still hard-mouthed.

And Le Chang laughed, didn't argue with him, just raised his glass: "Mid-Autumn Festival, the day of reunion, the concubine respects her husband with a glass." ”

Li Xinchen laughed and drank it all: "Ning Yuan, do you want to drink some too?" ”

While speaking, Li Xinchen also poured a cup for Ning Yuan. The little girl stretched out her little tongue and licked it, and suddenly pushed the wine glass aside with a bitter face, causing Li Xinchen to laugh again.

And Lechang looked at his husband happily, and he also sighed in his heart, Li Xinchen has been fighting all these years, I don't know how long it has been since he has shown such a smile?

After a few glasses of wine, Li Xinchen himself was already drunk, waved the chopsticks in his hand, and laughed loudly: "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace." I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the height is too cold! ”

The deep voice spit out from the mouth of the future emperor with a strong drunkenness, and it already had a bit of awe-inspiring taste. And Lechang looked at Li Xinchen stupidly, since the original Jinling Stone City was goodbye, how long has it been since he saw Li Xinchen with such an exit?

More importantly, savor the taste between the lines, which is completely different from the tactful and dreamlike of the so-called "Yushu Backyard Flower", as if the northwest wind and the vastness above the nine heavens are carried in it, cleansing the listener's heart.

This is Li Xinchen, the person he once cared about at first sight, the person who seems to be out of step with this world. In front of this poem that is as atmospheric as a storm, those poems of the palace in the south of the Yangtze River seem to be a cluster of pink mist, which has been blown away.

"It's ······cold in high places" Lechang muttered and repeated.

So there are some things he doesn't want to do.

The feeling of being cold and lonely in a high place is not pleasant.

Li Xinchen turned the wine glass in his hand, drank all the wine in the cup, and laughed: "The end of the world is not a lonely trip, and it is still contained, the green mountains are thousands of miles, and the song is in the dream." Sigh Lu Shen Shenzhou is full of smoke, Li Yuan in the north is stained with blood, and the edge is flashing, and the south is in a hurry. Where can I find the Heavenly Axe, and then go to the river beam to cross Langya! The old hatred will eventually become snow. ”

(Author's note: This poem follows the rhyme under the word plate "He Bridegroom")

For a while, Ning Yuan and Le Chang were stunned, they were also from the royal family, and they had received an excellent education since they were children, but such awe-inspiring and murderous poems had never been heard before. And look at the words between the lines of the poem, Heliang is a place to say goodbye throughout the ages, obviously Li Xinchen wants to talk about the homeland that was lost by the people of the Nandu family.

Needless to say, for all the people who crossed the south, Langya is a special place, the first emperor of the Eastern Jin Dynasty is the king of Langya, it can be said that the homeland of the coast of the East China Sea has placed the infinite sorrow of the southerners.

"The scenery is not different." These four words came to my mind at once.

Since Liu Yu, he still thinks about his homeland in the north, how many people are there in this huge Southern Dynasty?

But Li Xinchen's voice is getting higher and higher:

"Ask thousands of heroes, who can stop them for a moment?

Half of the Han family, the three armies are together, but the husband is not. The long lance Ling Tian, for the king of the song, the golden Ou a que. ”

Before the words fell, his eyes fell on Le Chang's body, and then turned to the undulating palace in the distance, as well as the vast sky, a round of bright moon······ The voice finally came down: "When the white robe is rolled up, the mountains and rivers are covered, follow the crane." ”

(Author's note: This poem is based on the rhyme foot of "Water Dragon Yin", the same as the first word of the text)

Le Chang got up and hugged Li Xinchen, but Li Xinchen didn't know if he was really drunk, but smiled silently.

These poems are definitely not the voices of this era, but Li Xinchen doesn't mind.

He just wants these poems to circulate and tell everyone in the government and the opposition on behalf of his will.

It has been more than 260 years since King Langya crossed to the south.

People of this nation should think about going home.

But there is no urgency in this matter.

The outbreak of all tides requires an emotional brewing. Li Xinchen does not want to be able to fully grasp the wave, but he knows the direction of the wave, so he wants to keep up with the wave, stand at the top of the wave, and be the first to make the tide.

And from the Wuhu chaos to today, the past 300 years of division and war are also time.

Unification, whether from south to north or from north to south, is the most invisible and popular wave.

If you don't understand it, you will be swallowed up by the tide.

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