The evolution of semantics makes Liu Zilian not understand what "endorsement" is, but Zhu Changhao doesn't want to explain, because tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, this is his first Spring Festival from the 21st century to the Ming Dynasty, to be honest, Zhu Changhao is still very lonely in his heart, although he is now in a place, honorable and rich, and there are women who love him, but unfortunately, the belief in culture and the deviation of the historical trajectory make him feel physically and mentally exhausted. "Words, feelings, first, http://www.Klxsw.com

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Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, the royal palace is also lit up inside and outside, in the entire Hanzhong City, the sound of firecrackers, incense candles, and the faint fragrance make the whole city appear a peaceful and festive atmosphere.

It's a pity that I am tired, lying on the kang in the dormitory, I just want to sleep well, it is best to sleep for 500 years, go back to the 21st century, and see my parents and siblings.

It's a pity that apart from being tired, Zhu Changhao didn't want to say a word at all.

But Liu Zilian didn't seem to see Zhu Changhao's face, and was still saying something that made Zhu Changhao not cold. At this time, King Rui, deep down in his heart, hoped that Liu Zilian would comfort him, and also hoped that she could massage herself.

After all, a man who has been working outside for a day, when he comes home, is to return to a harbor where his soul belongs, tired and painful, and find a confidant in this harbor.

Liu Zilian talked for a while, and when she saw that Zhu Changhao ignored herself, she was also a little angry in her heart, so she slept next to her angrily and stopped talking.

Zhu Changhao actually wanted to say, "Lian'er, get up and step on the back of Xianggong", but he held back.

And Zhu Changhao also thought that Liu Zilian, like many women in the Ming Dynasty at that time, was just a mediocre asset, since she was the eldest lady of the palace, I hope she can coordinate the back garden of the Rui Wangfu into a harmonious piece!

Halfway through midnight, Zhu Changhao suddenly felt that he had some strength, he suddenly got up, put on his shoes and socks, and went out of the dormitory and came to the courtyard in front of the garden

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page), and found Wang Bo lying on his back, in front of a bonfire, and two house slaves of the palace, drinking small wine, throwing dried bamboo into the fire.

And the sound of firecrackers of "pop~pop~" also kept ringing, and Wang Huaizhen and the three of them didn't notice that Rui Wangye was walking towards them, and they still threw bamboo into it.

When Zhu Changhao walked to the three of them, Wang Huaizhen found that the prince was here, and he hurried to see the salute, Zhu Changhao hurriedly said, "Tonight's New Year's vigil, don't be polite, let's chat with this king." ”

So, a house slave took out a small horse from the back room and asked Zhu Changhao to sit down, Zhu Changhao didn't say thank you, and sat down unceremoniously.

So, four men began to chat, one of whom was still a eunuch. In such a situation, most of them were asked by Zhu Changhao, and the three of them answered.

When the night came, when the husband shouted at the top of his voice, "The year is safe, the new year is coming~" The voice shouted on the street of Hanzhong Mansion, and the sound of firecrackers suddenly stirred up the sound of firecrackers.

Zhu Changhao felt that such a night was too quiet, and said to the house slave, "Move the fire forward and hook it to the middle of the compound, and this king will also have a restless dog tonight." ”

After the flames rose, Zhu Changhao pointed to a pile of small house-like bamboos and said, "Throw them all into the fire, don't put out the fire!" ”

When the three people, including Wang Huaizhen, heard Lord Rui's words, they were frightened, because if this pile of firecrackers was thrown in, it would be very powerful. A bamboo may not be loud, and the heat flow that bursts in an instant is limited, but if there are ten, a hundred, or a thousand bamboos, then the heat flow will increase exponentially in an instant. Of course, although the housekeeper and the housekeeper didn't know what a geometric multiple was, they also knew that when a pile of bamboo went down, the explosion was very powerful.

At this time, Wang Huaizhen said, "Lord, it's okay to throw the bamboo into the fire, but please also invite the prince to the water pavilion in the garden.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Otherwise, the consequences..."

Zhu Changhao understands that his own life is important, so he should listen to the housekeeper's words, and stay away from the explosion of this firecracker.

Zhu Changhao left, and a family member suddenly left the bonfire and ran towards the house on the right, and after a while, eight more people came.

Then, after Wang Huaizhen said a few words, he ran towards the water pavilion. The ten house slaves were also impatient, and quickly gathered the firecrackers on the fire and ran towards the water pavilion.

In the middle of three breaths, a sudden crackling sound sounded, and then, the flames burst out, and the sound of firecrackers intensified a little.

Zhu Changhao was behind the pillar, and the family was also watching from behind the pillar.

The crackling sound became louder and louder, and the sound became louder and louder, and many people ran out to see, even Liu Zilian, who was angry, was watching the sound of firecrackers as high as a three-zhang flame under the eaves of the dormitory.

There were about three teas in time, and the flames rose again, about five zhang high, and at this time, the sound of firecrackers suddenly broke out.

The continuous superposition of the sound made it more powerful, and the open door shook under the explosion of the instant heat flow of the firecrackers.

The people of the entire Hanzhong City suddenly looked at the palace, and Zhu Changhao smiled when he saw the constantly rushing flames.

In Zhu Changhao's eyes, he seemed to see the flame, like a mushroom cloud in the twentieth century, bursting the haze of this era and history.

There was an inexplicable pleasure in his heart, which spread recklessly in Zhu Changhao's heart, and on the other side of the eaves, Bumu Butai held Zhu Yiyi's hand, looking at the rising flames, there was some inexplicable excitement in his eyes.

(I'm sorry, I'm a little sad tonight, facing the computer, when I type, I feel that my hands weigh a thousand pounds, and my phone is lost, and there are some account numbers, passwords, and precious text messages in it...... The loss is not small, alas! I don't know why, I feel very tired, and the scholar has to beg everyone for mercy... Tomorrow to complete it)

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