Chapter 50: Lantern Festival

The Falun turns in the sky, and the Brahmana voice comes up in the sky; The lamps and trees shine with thousands of lights, and the flowers and flames bloom. The moon shadow is suspicious of flowing water, and the spring breeze contains night plums; Burnt the golden land, bell hair glazed platform.

This poem is a poem written by Yang Guang in the second year of the great cause, when he went to the south city to see the flowers in Luoyang City, and he felt it for a while.

Starting from the fifteenth night, Luoyang City set up a high-stage theater, Yang Guang transferred to all walks of life master troupes across the country, night and night lantern tricks, singing and dancing, string songs endlessly. For a time, those who watched the lights, listened to the plays, and did small business, and there were crowds of people, which made Luoyang City boiling.

During this time, the young women in the boudoir to be married can finally get out of the house and play with lights and admire the moon on the bustling streets.

Of course, they are looking forward to meeting a young talent and forming a friendship for a hundred years.

As His Majesty's most beloved courtier, Li Xuanba was fortunate to be by Yang Guang's side, above the southern city, enjoying the bright lights of Luoyang, and it was a very coincidence that he sat next to the princess.

During the banquet, many glamorous women, wearing emerald green long skirts, combing their hair in a double bun, dancing lightly, plump and enchanting, looking at the civil and military officials with straight eyes, and those with slightly weaker concentration are even more ugly.

Li Xuanba knelt in front of the seat, a little puzzled, a group of fat people dancing, what is worth watching? Boring, he played with the wine glass on the case.

This was an unintentional move, but it fell in Yang Ling's eyes, but it made Yang Ling feel that this Li Xuanba was not greedy for women.

Yang Guang and Empress Xiao sat at the head, and the posture of the ministers was unobstructed, and Empress Xiao saw that Li Xuanba was depressed and had no interest, so she said something to Yang Guang. Yang Guang nodded, and asked Li Quanzhi to lean down and whisper a few words.

Li Quanzhi repeated Yang Guang's words loudly, signaling the children of all prefectures that if they wanted to play in the city, they could leave by themselves.

When Li Xuanba heard this, his face was happy, and he took the lead in standing up, making a gesture to Yang Guang, and preparing to leave the table.

Yang Guang smiled slightly and said: "The princess has lived in the palace for a long time, it is rare to have such a grand occasion tonight, Xuanba, you can accompany the princess to play." ”

Li Xuanba glanced at Yang Ling, saw that Yang Ling still had a cold expression, and bowed down and said, "Weichen obeys the order." He walked up to Yang Ling again and said, "I don't know Her Royal Highness the princess, are you interested?" ”

Yang Ling nodded, stood up, saluted Yang Guang, and left the table with Qiushuang, followed by Li Xuanba.

Yang Guang and Empress Xiao looked at each other and smiled, and continued to enjoy wine and food with the ministers.

After changing their clothes, Yang Ling and Li Xuanba went down to the south city and walked side by side, if it weren't for the soldiers who guarded the front and rear, they really felt like a tryst.

"Your Royal Highness, what do you want to go?" Li Xuanba asked softly. Since Yang Guang gave him such an opportunity, if he missed it, he would really be a little sorry for Yang Guang.

"This palace doesn't like places that are too lively, if you want to go to a crowded place, go there, my father won't blame me." Yang Ling looked left and right, and said lightly: "The palace is accompanied by autumn frost, and it is not in the way." ”

"Weichen did offend His Highness before, and I hope His Highness will forgive him." Li Xuanba naturally would not leave, and arched his hand and said: "When His Majesty gave him a marriage, Weichen was stupid, and he actually talked nonsense in the court, but fortunately, His Majesty was lenient and did not blame." But Wechen knew that Her Royal Highness the princess must have some resentment in her heart, and asked Her Highness to give Wechen a chance to make up for the mistakes he made at that time. ”

Li Xuanba's tone was not submissive, it seemed that he was just apologizing to his friends. But when Yang Ling heard it in his ears, not only did he not feel angry, but he was a little happy.

Since the trip to Hedong County, Yang Ling has been a little disappointed in Li Xuanba, but she lives in the palace and rarely has contact with outsiders, and the shadow of Li Xuanba in her heart has not been erased.

Later, Li Xuanba entered the Guozijian, although in etiquette, a little stubborn and sleepy, but in the calligraphy class, Li Xuanba's serious expression when writing drove out the disappointment in Yang Ling's heart little by little, I don't know when it started, she began to pay attention to Li Xuanba again.

If in the past, Yang Ling was only moved by Li Xuanba's preservation of Luoyang, then now, she is attracted by Li Xuanba's mystery.

"This palace lacks nothing, how can you make up for it?" Yang Ling said with a faint smile.

Looking at Yang Ling's face, Li Xuanba tried his best to keep his composure, but the deer in his heart was already running around.

With cold eyes, delicate face, delicate body, and a smile, this is simply the goddess in Li Xuanba's heart, and more importantly, this goddess doesn't mind his appearance, and he still has him in his heart.

Li Xuanba thought in his heart: If you are a cabbage, Lao Tzu will be a pig, if you are a flower, Lao Tzu will make cow dung. The world doesn't know the goods, but I'm a treasure.

"Wechen heard His Majesty say that Her Royal Highness the princess likes poetry, so he prepared some poems that the princess has not seen." Li Xuanba took out a piece of paper folded into a heart shape from his arms, presented it to Yang Ling, and explained: "At that time, I was bored, and I folded them for a while, which had no special meaning. ”

Yang Ling was slightly happy in his heart, but his face remained unchanged, he nodded, and Qiushuang reached out to take it.

In fact, there is no need for Li Xuanba to explain, and Yang Ling will not have any misunderstanding, because she doesn't know the meaning of folding into a heart shape at all.

"There are a lot of noisy people here, so let's take a look when the main palace goes back." Yang Ling said.

At this time, I happened to walk to a high platform, and there were more than a dozen lanterns, and under each lantern hung a strip of cloth, on which words were written, and some people were surrounded by a lot of discussions.

"Lord Zhongyongwei, are you interested in guessing hidden riddles?" Yang Ling looked at the hanging lantern and asked casually.

The so-called hidden riddle is the so-called lantern riddle later, but it was not prevalent during the Sui Dynasty.

Li Xuanba thought that this might be a test for the princess, relying on the fact that he had played some guessing games when he was studying, so he replied: "If the princess is interested, Weichen should accompany her." ”

The group got a little closer, and the guards were about to drive away the onlookers, but they were stopped by Yang Ling. Yang Ling didn't like to be lively, thought about it, turned around and said, "Let's go back." ”

Li Xuanba is much taller than Yang Ling, standing behind the crowd, he can still see the words on the cloth, he has read every hidden riddle, but he found that he can't answer any of them, and when he was thinking about how to relieve the embarrassment, he heard Yang Ling say back, and he was overjoyed, but he kept up with the princess quietly, and said: "Weichen has a question here, can the princess be willing to guess?" ”

"Tell me about it?" Yang Ling's eyes lit up and said.

"The time of drawing is round, the time of writing is square, the winter time is short, and the summer time is long." Li Xuanba said as he walked: "Guess the object of a word." ”

This riddle was originally made by Su Shi, so Yang Ling must not have heard of it. Yang Ling thought for a while, stopped, and lowered his head to think.

There are people coming and going on the street, such a group of people standing in the middle, it will inevitably affect other people, Qiushuang reminded in a whisper, Yang Ling came back to his senses, and said to Li Xuanba: "In a few days, the Guozijian will start school, and if the palace hasn't come up with it yet, come and ask Zhongyongwei again." ”

"Don't dare." Li Xuanba arched his hand and said. He had already figured out Yang Ling's temperament, so naturally he would not grovel anymore.