After dinner, Yang Fan's family also took to the streets and gathered into the jubilant crowd.

Yang Fan is holding the child in his arms, the little guy is very strong, and the neck stalk can already stand up from time to time and look around, of course, more often, he still likes to lie comfortably on his father's broad shoulders and spit bubbles.

This child seems to spit bubbles as a game, but his mother also likes to keep him clean, and he rubs it with a handkerchief all day long, and the more he wipes the little guy, the more energetic he becomes, and the confrontation between mother and son has always continued. Only his father was the happiest when he hugged him, and Yang Fan never cared if he spit out bubbles or not, so Yang Fan's shoulders were now shiny with a thin layer of ice.

In these years, there are not many men holding children, it is not that men are lazy, but things like cooking, laundry, and holding children, of course, should be done by women, and men will be laughed at if they do these things.

Therefore, many people on the street who lead their wives and children to go shopping can only be strong old men who walk in front idly, and the bloated women hold one in their arms and one in their hands, stumbling behind, and the man has to stop from time to time and wait for them impatiently.

It's very rare to have a person like Yang Fan, but fortunately, everyone's interest is on all kinds of lanterns, and no one has time to laugh at him.

Xiaoman and Anu accompanied him left and right, Gu Zhuting pretended to be a maid in Tsing Yi, looking sixteen or seventeen years old, Yang Fan was very shocked when he first saw her appearance, he only knew that young people can make up older by various means, but it is really unimaginable to put on makeup for a person to be young.

But now the unthinkable happened in front of him, he looked up and down, left and right, no matter how he looked, he couldn't find any evidence that the ancient girl didn't look like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, until Anu twisted it hard in his waist socket, he didn't look at it anymore.

Xiaoman didn't have to hold the child, so she had her hands free, and now she was holding a pack of "frying hammers" in her hands, and she and Anu each had a toothpick in their hands. From time to time, prick a crispy and sweet "frying hammer". They ate with relish, and they were already full at night, and they didn't know why this sticky and sweet thing was so attractive.

"Brother, how is the Great Fa of the White Horse Temple going today?"

Xiao Man looked around, watching all kinds of colorful lanterns with great interest, and asked Yang Fan on the other hand.

Yang Fan sighed and said, "Do you remember that Master Xue led the troops twice?" ”

Xiao Man glanced at him. "Remember, what?" he asked. ”

Yang Fan sighed again and said, "If the opponent chooses not to fight, Master Xue ...... Win! ”

Xiao Man's sleek eyes rolled twice, with a mouthful of "oil hammer" in his mouth, and his cheeks bulged cutely. "What if the opponent wants to fight?" ”

Yang Fan shook his head and said in frustration: "The result is unimaginable!" Thinking of the scene when the two brothers Zhang Changzong led the excited Wu Zetian away, it was like a slap in the face of Xue Huaiyi, Yang Fan felt sorry for him, and only hoped that this Xue monk could really figure it out.

In fact, with the wealth and power that Xue Huaiyi has now, it is enough to make him rich and prosperous for a lifetime, if he is willing to let go now, Wu Zetian, who is sorry for him, will definitely compensate him. And he is harmless to anyone. No matter how the political situation changes in the future, no one will trouble him. Yang Fan couldn't figure out what resentment and sadness he had.

In particular, he is obviously extremely disgusted with Wu Zetian, who said that a woman's mind is incomprehensible, Xue Huaiyi is a man, but his mind is also incomprehensible to Yang Fan.

Xiao Man tilted his head to think about it, blinked his eyes and said, "That's what you mean...... Something happened to today's Dafa meeting? ”

Yang Fan laughed, scratched her cute nose, and said with a smile: "My lady is really smart!" ”

Children can already learn from adults, Yang Nianzu watched Yang Fan's movements, and his little buttocks immediately arched in Yang Fan's arms, babbling and screaming, it seemed that he wanted to learn from his father to scrape his mother's nose, but unfortunately no one paid attention to him.

Soon, Young Master Yang's attention was attracted by a marquee, and the intention of shaving the old lady's nose was immediately thrown out of the nine clouds, Yang Nianzu looked at the lantern that was spinning around in a daze, and a wisp of crystal saliva was connected with the thin ice on his father's shoulder.

In the crowd, the four Cui brothers were strolling over.

Cui Di's self-indulgence made Princess Taiping deeply disgusted, Cui Xiang felt from the next few contacts with Princess Taiping that his ninth brother had completely lost Princess Taiping's appreciation, and the hope of Princess Taiping recommending the ninth brother as an official was zero, so he immediately wrote a letter to call the other two brothers into Beijing, intending to win by quantity.

Approaching the Shangyuan Festival, the two brothers Cui Ye and Cui Li finally hurried to Luojing and joined Cui Xiang and Cui Di. The two brothers had just arrived in Luoyang City for a day, and they had not had time to visit Princess Taiping. coincided with Shangyuan, and the four brothers went out to shop and watch the lanterns together.

Cui Xiang walked and walked, and suddenly stopped and said: "Eleven Lang, tonight in Shangyuan, the light market is like day, why not take this Shangyuan night as the theme, make a poem, and let the brothers evaluate it?" ”

The eleventh lang he called was Cui Li, among the Cui brothers, if you talk about talent and learning, Cui Ye is the best among them, and this eleventh brother is also very calm, but the brothers are prefaced, he is a little younger than Cui Di. Cui Xiang originally planned to join Jiulang Cui Di as an official first, and when this eleventh brother is older, it is not too late to find an official position for him.

Now that Cui Di has made Princess Taiping extremely annoyed, and he has lost the possibility of entering the office, he has begun to consider Cui Li. Cui Li is good at poetry and has a calm temperament, and Princess Taiping likes people who can write poetry and endowment the most.

The brothers of the Cui family can all write poems, but to achieve the realm of becoming a poem in a few steps without revision, only Cui Xiang and Cui Ye can do it among these brothers. They are all their own brothers, and there is no need to be humble or anything, as soon as he heard the eldest brother's instructions, Cui Ye frowned and thought about it while moving forward slowly.

Cui Ye walked a few steps, and Huer high-fived and said happily: "There is!" ”

Cui Li and Cui Di said in unison: "Eleventh brother, hurry up!" ”

Cui Ye shook his head and said: "The jade leaks the copper kettle and don't urge, the iron gate and gold lock are open all night, who can sit idly when they see the moon, where can they not see the lights?" ”

Speaking of the word, Cui Ye waved his hand, and the pedestrians on the street were bustling, and with this wave of his hand, he almost hit a person in the face, but the person was extremely agile. "Snapped" and grabbed his wrist.

Cui Ye turned his head to look. I saw a strong man in Tsing Yi and a small hat who looked like a servant withdrawing his hand, and Shi Shiran walked up behind him, holding a child in his arms, and said to him with a smile: "People come and go on the long street, Cui Gongzi must not scold Fang Xuan!" ”

Cui Xiang was stunned and said, "Yang Langzhong! ”

Yang Fan said with a smile: "Now that Yang has even been suspended from his position as a soup supervisor, Lang Zhong can't talk about anything." ”

Cui Xiang smiled bitterly: "Yang ...... Jiro said with a smile. ”

Cui Di is a rival in love, and his eyes are red. But I don't want to think about the princess of Taiping, He Zengzheng, who has seen him, and I don't know where this rival comes from, as soon as he saw Yang Fan, his face sank, and he said to Cui Xiang: "Big brother, the light wheel over there is very gorgeous." Let's take a look! ”

Cui Yu's face sank, and he said to Cui Dizheng with a stern face: "Jiulang, after Shangyuan, you can go home!" ”

Cui Di was stunned and said, "Big brother, what's wrong?" ”

Cui Xiang said coldly: "I am your eldest brother, when I go out, everything should be arranged by me." Need a reason? After the end of the upper yuan. You return home immediately! After that, Cui Yu left the overwhelmed Cui Di. Xiang Yang Fan said: "Erlang, my brother is young and shallow, and if he is offended, I pray for forgiveness!" ”

Yang Fan hugged the child and looked directly behind him, but he didn't know what was so fascinating, and he didn't answer his words at all. Cui Xiang felt a burst of shame in his heart, and said secretly: "I have already daoqian to you on behalf of my brother, isn't this still possible, even if you are the sect master of the Xianzong, you can't be so arrogant to me, right?" ”

But then he found that something was wrong, Yang Fan was not the only one who was stunned behind him, more and more tourists stopped and looked into the distance, some people who were walking in the same direction with him also noticed the strangeness of others, and turned their heads one after another, Cui Xiang subconsciously turned his head to look, and was suddenly surprised.

In the distance, like a blazing torch, the flames rose to the sky, a hundred feet high, this fire robbed the brilliance of all the clever lamp wheels, lamp trees, and lampposts in the Shangyuan night, just like a torch in the hands of the gods, shining brightly, piercing the night sky.

The firelight was still a little dim at the beginning, but in a moment, the whole city was red, and Cui Xiang couldn't help but shout: "Palace! There is the Royal Palace! ”

Yes, the place where the fire started is the palace!

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Inside the palace, the most majestic and gigantic "paradise" has been transformed into a blazing torch.

This "paradise" is an all-wooden structure, and countless curtains with scriptures are hung inside. Heaven enshrines a seated Buddha built based on Wu Zetian's appearance, the Buddha statue is huge, unparalleled in the world, only a little finger can stand more than ten strong men, which shows its huge friendlessness.

But this Buddha is also made of wood and lacquered gold, and now this Buddha is also burning, like a golden god, and the fire is rushing all night.

Xue Huaiyi held the wine jar in one hand and the torch in the other, looking at the burning "Heaven" and laughing wildly.

Today in the White Horse Temple, he suffered great humiliation, sitting alone in Tallinn for a long time, he had to admit that Yang Fan's every word, every word, although sharp as a knife, was really cut into his heart.

He knew that he had no reason to be jealous, no reason to be angry, and from the first time he served the Empress with his body, he should have had the consciousness of being abandoned. What's more, everything he has gained over the years is more than enough to compensate for everything he has paid. But he is just unwilling, there is no reason, unwilling is unwilling!

Especially, even if it is full of gold and silver, even if it is the Duke of the Kingdom, he feels that he still has nothing, and the only thing he has is face, even if it is just the face that others flatter and respect on the surface.

But now with his fall from grace, all of that is rapidly being lost. He was unwilling, he still wanted to redeem himself, so he scolded, cried, and hurt himself in Tallinn, and when he licked his wounds, he came back with a brow on his face, and cheekily attended the palace lantern dinner.

In previous years, this time was his most beautiful time, he was responsible for making the lanterns in the palace, responsible for guiding the empress to watch the lanterns, he sat under the empress's throne, under one person, above ten thousand people. But this time, his seat was far away, and he never had a chance to get close to the empress, Zhang Changzong and Zhang Yizhi had already taken his place.

What's even more unbearable for him is that others also treat him as a ball of air, and even when he takes the initiative to put down his body and toast others with a smile, those who used to flatter him and want to worship him as his own father are actually cold and indifferent, some people just clap their hands daxiao, pretending not to see him toasting, and some people just raise their wine glasses and raise them in a casual manner, and then put them down indifferently.

He finally understood: everything is irreparable, and all the efforts he has made are just self-inflicted humiliation!

Xue Huaiyi, who was drinking and getting drunk, left the lively crowd unconsciously, no one cared about his departure, he who had been hugged by people before and after, and clearly saw those people sitting very close to him, with a relaxed smile on his face, these people were originally people who couldn't get in line with him!

Unconsciously, he came to the "heaven", which was built by him in order to please Wu Zetian, where the enshrined Buddha is based on Wu Zetian's face, and now this giant hall like a pagoda is burning, and the giant Buddha inside is also burning, his heart is not happy, all the anger and jealousy, and now it has been burned.

The fire was raging, and there were splashing flames fluttering in the air, and they were not extinguished until they floated over Beishi, and the entire Luoyang City was bathed in this heavenly fire, and the red light went straight to the clouds. The bridgehead of Tianjin was illuminated as daylight, and countless people crowded there, watching the spectacular fire in horror.

"Look! Look! The nose of the Big Buddha is on fire! ”

"Look! The arm of the Big Buddha has fallen! ”

Because of the decomposition of the Buddha, the flames turned into more brilliant flames.

The north wind is blowing in the sky, the north wind moved the flame up to a hundred zhang slightly, the "Ming Hall" in front, the most spectacular and magnificent palace of the Son of Heaven in history, "Vientiane Divine Palace", suddenly also burned, Tianjin Qiaotou is an exclamation: "Oh my God! Vientiane Shrine is also on fire! ”

Xue Huaiyi was scorched by the boiling heat wave and took a few steps back, looked at the burning "Heaven" in a daze, and then looked at the "Mingtang" that had just caught fire, as if the wine was suddenly sober, he staggered back a few steps, suddenly threw the wine jar, and threw the torch like a poisonous snake biting his hand, so he panicked and pushed away the stunned palace attendant, and fled with a smoke......

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~(To be continued......)