The Spring Flower Festival is lively and prosperous. After watching the ceremony on the castle tower for a while, he returned to the palace, which was even more splendid and full of flowers.

"Your Majesty, Lord Mo is really generous this year."

Seeing that the salary was coming, Futu bowed down and smiled.

Ji Xin looked around, the huge moon viewing platform, the square for more than 100 officials to sit, and the bandstand was also decorated very gorgeously.

"It's really more extravagant than ever, but it's rare and lively, and it's not a big deal."

Ji Xin nodded.

"The king is safe."

Jimo Qinghe and Zheng Xize came together, one was as warm and clean as the clear moon, and the other was sharp and cold like iron, and it was interesting to stand together.

"Mo Qing made you all a little red this time, it looks really festive."

The auditor said with a little joking.

Futu straightened his clothes and straightened them.

"I'm a lot old, and it's a bit embarrassing to have to wear this color."

"Lord Futu," Zheng Xize spoke, "I just saw your son's son coming. ”

"Yes, Master Mo said that the whole world celebrates, let me and others bring their own sons, but it's strange that we courtiers are asked to wear red, but let these juniors choose some lighter colors."

Zheng Xize turned his head and saw that there were indeed many young men in light robes, who were very eye-catching among a group of red and glamorous courtiers.

"Mo Qing has thoughts."

The auditor turned around and said,

"Your Majesty, the celebration is about to begin, please take a seat."

Shuoge walked over and bowed.

Ji Xin lifted the skirt and turned to walk towards the high platform.

"Lord Futu," seeing that the salary was walking away, that is, Mo Qinghe accepted the salute and said to Futu,

"Since ancient times, there have been many things in the harem of the king, and I am thinking of admonishing the king after today, and the relatives and friends of the Fengjun will not be allowed to be officials in the future, and they will be grounded in the mansion to avoid causing trouble in the palace and making the court unstable, what do you think?"

Futu's mind was excited, and he suddenly remembered that Ji Xin had made fun of his two sons.

"The left is far-sighted, far-sighted......"

"Since Lord Futu also thinks that my method is very good, then I will hand over the excerpt to the king as soon as possible."

Jimo Qinghe continued, looking very upright.

Zheng Xize did not speak on the side, but glanced at Jimo Qinghe deeply.

Jimo Qinghe smiled slightly, and the clouds were light and the wind was unfathomable.

The phoenix dances and flies into the sky, the neon clothes and the rain phoenix, the musicians play the famous song of Haotian and the frost under the moon, and the dancers dance with the music on the stage.

"If you want to say that this dance, it's still the best dance of Yuanshui last time."

Ji Xuan whispered to Shuoge.

"Yuan Shui is the first dancer in Haotian, so she must naturally have something special."

Shuoge replied.

"I don't know how Zhao Wen has been recently, I have time to take care of her more."

"Yes."

I was excited to watch the performance, and from time to time I drank some wine at hand, and suddenly felt a little inexplicably sad.

Since Wang Shi went, no one cared whether he could drink or not.

"Alas......"

The salary looks up at the sky.

Mo Liangjun, who was in the audience, saw it, thought about it in his heart, and then stood up.

"Your Majesty, the moonlight is just right today, and it happens that the young talents in this royal capital are all here, so it's better to do the flying fish order and fight poetry."

"It's fine."

Waving his hand, it should be more interesting than this song and dance.

His Royal Highness's servants hurriedly moved the table, and the sons quickly gathered together, all dressed in light robes and elegant clothes, in stark contrast to the red and purple officials sitting on the side.

"Please take the flying fish."

As the name suggests, the Flying Fish Order is to take the silverfish as the order, everyone to the poem, who the flying fish turns, who will answer the question, the poet can designate the next pair of poets, until someone is defeated, and the loser launches the Flying Fish Fighting Poem.

Ji Xin got up from the high platform and walked down the steps step by step.

Because he is wearing a glazed fairy yarn, the gauze skirt is swaying with the wind between the steps, the green silk in the ears is gently blowing on the face of the salary, and the Qionghua cinnabar between the eyebrows is looming, like a wonderful sound fairy falling into the mortal dust, pure and noble and tempting.

"It's beautiful."

Someone in the crowd whispered in admiration.

Ji Xin seemed to hear it, flicked his cuffs lightly, and everyone woke up one after another, this fairy-like character, but a noble person of Haotianding, can not be discussed, not discussed.