Si Mu's body froze.

"What did you say?" His voice was cold.

"This palace listened to Sister Sumire, so I asked the third brother to go to her tonight, saying that she wanted to be greedy."

Li Zhi said, blinking, his eyes full of puzzlement and calmness.

Si Mu's fists clenched, and his knuckles were clenched.

"General Si, what's wrong with you? What does this mean exactly? Li Zhi pulled Rasimu's coat and asked with some concern.

Si Mu squatted down and faced Li Zhi, "It's not interesting, it's just a casual remark." ”

Your Highness will never mention this to anyone again. ”

"Why?" Li Zhi was puzzled.

"Because, it's going to ...... Let your third brother die without a place to be buried. Si Mu said, his voice seemed to have a layer of frost, Li Zhi shivered when he heard it, nodded quickly, and then turned around and ran forward without Si Mu.

Patrols have been strengthened on the night of the Spring Festival, but there is no curfew until the first day.

Today, on the third day of the new year, there is naturally no curfew, and the sky will soon darken.

Emperor Joan of Arc turned to the bank of the Luoshui River, where men and women put sky lanterns, smiling and smiling, and his daughter's house put river lanterns by the river. This river lantern is lively on the first day, Luoyang City is very populated, the lake lanterns are crowded on the river bank on the first day, and many can't squeeze in at all. Therefore, some people who are greedy for fun put lake lanterns before the first day of the first lunar month.

Of course, there is a very important reason, that is, when I took advantage of the reason to put on the lamp, I met a man, or I met a person I liked by the lake when I put on the lamp.

Therefore, even if it is not the first day, the whole lakeside is full of people. There are many men and women, and some men and women even have sky lanterns in the same place. There are also vendors selling lake lanterns along the lakeside.

Joan of Arc stood beside a large rock with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the men and women by the lake, his eyes smiling.

"Before Qi, Mo said that Luoyang, even Beijing is also lifeless, commercial and agricultural taxes are heavy, to the queen, the tax is even heavier, every year the world beauty pageant, Kyoto is the first one, the women who have not come out of the cabinet shrank their heads and tails and even dare not go out."

After speaking, Emperor Zhende suddenly turned his head and looked at Wen Qingwu, "Do you think the world is better now, or is it better before?" ”

has said so much, she can still say that the former Qi is not good,

Wen Qingwu opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, he listened to Emperor Joan of Arc continue, "Don't say those high-sounding words, I want to listen to the truth." ”

If I don't like it, I'll be punished. ”

Wen Qingwu closed his mouth, and only after a moment did he say leisurely: "In the previous Qi period, when it was the most prosperous, there were only four million households in the world, such as today, in just a few decades, there are seven and a half million households in the world, which is better, the people all understand." ”

The people understand that a word is worth a thousand words.

Emperor Joan of Arc laughed twice, but said nothing. Then he turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu, "Yes, I'll reward you to put a lake lantern to play." Let Chengjin go with you. ”

Wen Qingwu was happy, and responded with "yes", so he and Cheng Jin went to the vendor next to them to buy a rabbit lake lantern, wrote that they were willing to put it in, and walked to the lake to put it down.

At this time, it was dark, but it was not so dark that it was impossible to see. In addition, there are lanterns hanging on the trees by the lake, and the lights in the lake are dotted, and the lakeside is illuminated, and the scene on the lakeside can be seen clearly.

There are also a few small boats on the lake, and on the nearest boat, there is an ordinary fisherman standing on the boat, doing some ferrying and fishing for a living. He wore a hat on his head, a coarse coat, shoes under his feet, and a full beard that could not tell his age. Standing on the bow of the boat and struggling to rock the oar, at first glance it is an expert in the boat, and it is also very brisk to walk against the current.

After Wen Qingwu put on the lake lantern, he raised his head to look at the vast lake, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the boatman who was already nearby. The boatman looked at Wen Qingwu curiously, and looked fixedly, but he was a little silly.

Looking at that simple appearance, Wen Qingwu couldn't help but smile at the corners of her mouth.

The lake breeze hooked up the light veil, and the power was blown away in an instant, and the delicate and beautiful daughter inside was looking at herself and chuckling, and suddenly became proud. The swaying was even more cheerful, and even began to sing loudly at Wen Qingwu.

His voice is hoarse, with a strong Luoyang accent, and he sings a folk tune with a special taste. The melodious singing spread far along with the gurgling Luoshui, and the people on the shore heard it clearly. The words and sentences are not exquisite, they are all words of your love and my love for concubines.

Emperor Joan of Arc and the others were standing behind Wen Qingwu. Si Mu couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and lowered his head and said: "Ignorant of the slang words of the wild village, it is really immoral, so the minister will drive it away." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc didn't mind, he waved his hand to stop Si Mu's movements, "There are three hundred "Book of Songs", and the first one is 'Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman'. Even the saints do not shy away from saying that they are classified as elegant, what is wrong with morality? After that, he looked at the fisherman who was slowly moving away with the oar, and also hummed along with the tune, which was really Lang Lang's wound, so he asked, "General Si, do you know what this song is called?" ”

“…… I don't know. "Although Si Mu spends more time outside the palace than Emperor Zhende, he is not a parent official who wanders the people all day long, so how can he worry about what songs the people will sing?

"Who of you knows this song?" Emperor Joan of Arc turned his head and looked at the people next to him and asked.

Everyone exchanged heads and ears for a while, and finally Cheng Jin, who came back from the lake, interjected in a low voice: "Everyone, this is a country slang song, when I was a child, I heard A-Niang sing to my father, it is a song specially sung to my sweetheart, the famous work "Mei Niang". ”

Everyone next to him was silent. Si Mu's face darkened even more.

This song is for the love of his sweetheart, and a fisherman actually sings to the emperor's concubines, isn't it a great disrespect!

"Hahaha...... Emperor Joan of Arc was not angry, but found it interesting, looking at Wen Qingwu who was standing by the lake with a sense of uneasiness, "You are likeable, even the people passing by want to express their love when you go out." ”

Wen Qingwu's head hung down even lower, and he said in a muffled voice: "Don't make fun of everyone." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc joked: "I think the words of this song "Mei Niang" are not bad, so I will give you a name." "The Book of Songs" has a cloud of 'green and green, green and green', although the word "green" is good, it is finally said that the daughter's family is dignified and peaceful. As delicate and naughty as you are, the word 'charming' is more appropriate. ”

There is another word that Emperor Zhende didn't mention, and that is the word "Wu" in Wen Qingwu's name. The phoenix is singing, and it is in the high post. The sycamore is born, and the sun rises in the sun. This Wu, from ancient times to the present, is the place where the phoenix will listen and stay.

Non-sycamore, non-practice and non-food, non-liquor and no drink.

The name he didn't like.

"Mei Niang." Wen Qingwu muttered a few times, saying in her heart, she didn't like this name at all. One word, vulgar. But he couldn't refuse, so he knelt down immediately, and said with joy, "Slave and maid, thank you for the name." ”