On the first day of the first lunar month, the princes and princesses all paid New Year's greetings to the emperor and queen, and then went to the Taimiao Temple to worship their ancestors together, so Zhao Mingyue had to go back to the palace.

When the queen saw Zhao Mingyue splitting her head and covering her face, she scolded again: "You dead girl is not home all day long, and you won't come back for the New Year, where is the wild?" ”

"Oh, I'm not busy, I have to get the cannon out quickly so that I can get married." Zhao Mingyue said with a grin.

The queen knew that she was talking the opposite, and glared angrily.

Zhao Guangyi was concerned about this matter and interjected: "Mingyue, what's wrong?" ”

"Father, I have set up a firearms research and development department in the armor division of the front of the palace, and I have recruited a lot of craftsmen in this area, and I am studying it intensively."

"Well, okay, you must do it as soon as possible, my father is optimistic about you."

Zhao Yuanxi took a group of younger brothers and sisters to worship behind the emperor and queen, and he is now a well-deserved leader among the princes. In fact, Zhao Yuanxi was not born ruthless and disregarded family affection, but was born in the emperor's family, and his desire for power was far greater than family affection.

At this time, he no longer had any threat, his mood was much more relaxed, and he naturally remembered the eldest brother and third brother, who were secluded in the South Palace at the moment, and they couldn't even worship in the temple. When I think back to playing together when I was young, I feel a little sad in my heart.

After returning from the Taimiao, he said to his younger brothers and sisters: "We are all gathered, only the eldest brother and the third brother can't come out, they must be very lonely in Nangong, I think we will go to Nangong for the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month, they can't come out, we can go in, no matter what, they are all our brothers." ”

Zhao Yuanxi said emotionally, and the younger brothers and sisters were also very touched, and some even shed tears. If it is an ordinary family for the New Year, it may be very lively, but in the emperor's house, one door locks two worlds.

Returning from the palace, Zhao Mingyue looked very excited, humming a tune that was very popular a thousand years later. This is a song that Ling Kun often sings.

Ling Kun and Xiao Ran were playing cards leisurely, and today they were playing a new game suitable for two people.

Seeing Zhao Mingyue coming back, Ling Kun asked, "Why are you so happy today, the emperor has rewarded you with money?" ”

"Money, money, money, did you fall into the eyes of money?" Zhao Mingyue said with a glare.

"That's Sister Mingyue Sichun, it just so happened that the emperor rewarded her with a husband." Xiao Ran mended the knife.

"You're thinking about spring, you think about spring every day." Zhao Mingyue said angrily.

"That's right, of course I'm thinking about spring, otherwise why would I come so far?" Xiao Ran said indifferently.

Zhao Mingyue was defeated and died lying on her back on the bed.

"It's not that it's not that, is it because you're full?" Xiao Ran seemed to be talking to himself.

"Oh no, it's my second brother who organized us to go to Nangong for the Lantern Festival, and then our brothers and sisters can be reunited again." Zhao Mingyue sat up and took the initiative to say, I can't let these two people guess, and if I guess again, there may be some strange remarks.

"King Xu?" Ling Kun frowned and said, "He won't have any more moths, have you forgotten about the last Mid-Autumn Festival reunion?" ”

Zhao Mingyue glanced at him and said, "You are really disappointed, there are no obstacles on the way to my second brother's succession, what else is there to calculate?" He's not a bad guy, he just wants to be an emperor too much. Besides, since the last time I was in the dang, I have paid special attention to him, and I can feel that he is serious. ”

"Oh, that's good." Ling Kun smiled: "I'm also worried about you, the Lantern Festival is still far away, what are your plans for the next few days." ”

Zhao Mingyue saw that he cared so much about himself, and his heart was happy, and he pursed his lips and smiled: "How about taking you to see the temple fair?" ”

"Great, I just like the excitement of the Central Plains." Xiao Ran jumped to his feet and said happily, Khitan does not have this kind of cultural atmosphere.

From the next day, Ling Kun took Zhao Mingyue and Xiao Ran to visit the temple fair, eat snacks, and watch the dragon dance. The happiest person is Xiao Ran, she has never seen such a folk liveliness, she feels new when she sees everything, and even Sichun forgot about it, and left Ling Kun and Zhao Mingyue behind several times to play by herself.

Ling Kun and Zhao Mingyue stopped to watch the dragon dance, which was the biggest highlight of the temple fair.

There are dragon dances every year, and this year is the best. The gong struck tighter and tighter, the drum beat more and more fiercely, the dragon turned higher and higher, the people jumped more and more dangerously, and the two long dragons flew up and down, straight into the sky, and immediately won the applause of the audience.

Ling Kun and Zhao Mingyue couldn't help but applaud.

There was another burst of intense drumming, and the dragons of the two long dragons rose higher and higher, and finally stood in the air more than ten feet high and stopped moving.

The people at the scene were stunned, looking at it with their necks tilted and their mouths open, not daring to blink or breathe. At such a high altitude, how they exert their strength, if they accidentally fall down, it will be amazing.

At this moment, the huge dragon's mouth opened, and two big red banners fell from the dragon's mouth and reached the ground.

People thought it was a blessing from the dragon dancers, and they couldn't help but applaud, but when they read the words on the banner clearly, the outstretched slaps froze in the air.

Ling Kun stared at it, only to see a bright red banner that read: "Zhao Song has no way, and the four seas are restless." White Lotus is back, and the world is peaceful. ”

"It's the White Lotus Sect." Some people shouted, many people were afraid of things, turned around and ran, and some people continued to watch the excitement.

The forbidden army that maintained order nearby immediately surrounded them after getting the news, but those dragon dancers threw away their belongings and immediately got into the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, they became ordinary people, where else could they be found.

"I'm going to catch one and come back." As the leader of the forbidden army, Ling Kun felt that he shouldn't stand here and watch the excitement, so he spotted a White Lotus cultist chasing after him. Zhao Mingyue was not at ease, and followed suit.

Ling Kun caught up with the White Lotus Sect in the crowd who pretended to be nothing, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Dude, borrow a fire." ”

"Borrow what fire?" The man asked, looking back, puzzled.

"Ugh." Ling Kun was a little embarrassed, this was the original way of accosting a conversation, and it didn't seem appropriate to use it in ancient times. However, this time he saw the other party clearly, it turned out to be an unusually handsome young man, with clear eyebrows and eyes, white teeth and red lips, and white skin that was about to catch up with Zhao Mingyue.

Seeing that Ling Kun was suspicious, the young man's eyes turned cold, and he slapped his palm lightly on Ling Kun's chest.

Ling Kun reached out and grabbed his wrist, but he didn't grasp it, and watched as his slender palm slapped against his chest. Immediately, I felt a sharp pain coming, and my chest turned over, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Zhao Mingyue was shocked, Cang Chang pulled out the sword and stabbed at the young man, who knew that the young man did not dodge, stretched out his right hand and flicked the sword body, as if they were three buckets of the main bullet of the Chinese New Year's Eve as easy as the brain.

However, Zhao Mingyue's whole body was shocked, the tiger's mouth was bleeding, and she took a few steps back and bumped into Ling Kun, and the two of them lost their center of gravity at the same time and sat on the ground together. What was even more surprising was that the sword was shattered into pieces by the man's fingers, like a porcelain vase that had been shattered by two kicks.

With such a powerful martial art, Ling Kun and Zhao Mingyue were unheard of.

The young man took a step forward, raised his delicate palm and patted it lightly.