Just then he ordered troops to go to Changning, and Emperor Li Jing just took this opportunity to push off the Mid-Autumn Banquet over the years, whether it was a few people in the Taiji Palace, or all the ministers, they all took a breath.

Of course, those ministers who want to show it again and again are naturally reluctant from the bottom of their hearts.

Because of the worry about Changning, Queen Ye Jiafu was sad all day because of the death of her cousin and her niece in the army, and there was not even a family banquet in the Taiji Palace.

As for the people's homes outside the palace, it is more lively than every year - worshipping the moon and eating cakes, lighting lamps and watching the tide, and sleepless all night.

The tide over there in Qiantang may be tired of being seen by the local people, but it is the interest of literati and ink writers.

"In ancient times, there was a sentence of 'the spring river tide is even the sea level', but the text is inevitably sad and bleak, and now the autumn water is surging with three thousand zhang, but it is the river Qinghaiyan."

"It's a pity that the conquest is inevitable, and the natural disasters are still there, so I don't know if God can't see the happiness of the people, or these barbarian countries around me, I can't see my Dali Antai."

The people of the migrants are concerned about their home and country, and the people of Li want to keep warm. Looking at the girl and son chasing the moon by the riverside, I thought that I would not be able to find the frozen bones on the road this winter.

The tide of the Qiantang River is led by the moon, and if you want to climb the firmament, there is a cinnamon fragrance garden on the moon, or maybe it is the apricot banquet of the fairy court, but it is called a river tide, and you want to attract the talents of the world to the grace of heaven.

In the past few days, the autumn weather has been high and refreshing, there is no autumn rain to send the cold into the field, and there is no dark clouds and half rolled autumn wind, but the lights that cover the river illuminate the big li at this moment.

Flower lanterns, river lanterns, and the bright moon, a layer of silver and white dots sprinkled with golden light, outlining the appearance of Dali Jingzhao.

"What did Luo'er wish?"

"I can't tell my brother, and if I say it, it won't work."

"Okay, well, when it works, Luo'er will talk to Brother Wei."

The family of the general of the protector gathered in the crowd and put river lanterns. In addition to the health of the family, the wishes made by the family are naturally not for themselves.

"Be careful, don't get your clothes wet, you're going to catch a cold when the time comes."

"Don't run, stand there."

"You're not afraid of falling into the river!"

There are many parents around who bring their children to put river lanterns, and when they go out, which child does not like to have fun, the parents chase behind, for fear that the child will bump into it if he does not pay attention.

Qingluo's family let go of the river lantern and watched from the bank, the riverside was lively, the people were harmonious, and it was quite worthwhile for the family to defend the country and protect the frontier.

"Don't run, the river is very wet, and when the time comes, you will catch a cold if you fall in, and you won't be able to go out during the day."

I don't know whose children are playing with lanterns, but it makes both parents worry.

Watching the two children chase and run, Qingpu smiled and said, "Luo'er, do you remember when you were young?" ”

"Huh?" Qingluo was stunned, "I don't remember." ”

"At that time, His Royal Highness Li Chong snatched your lamp, ran in front, and you chased after you, and finally made a fuss, your clothes were dirty, and your father had a black face, and he couldn't do anything to you."

This should have been many years ago, the child couldn't remember anything when he was three or two years old, and his childhood memory only had a few incomplete pictures......

"Don't talk about the past, my father will blame me for making fun of you then."

Qingluo smiled, naturally he didn't care about his brother making these jokes with him.

After a while, as it got late, the family was about to go home, but they had only taken two steps when they heard someone calling for help on the riverside.

"Son, tell you not to run by the river, why don't you listen to your father and mother!"