The sacrificial dance was about to start, but Huo Jing did not go to the foot of Jingshan Mountain and watch the sacrificial dance on the temporary tall altar according to the words of the saint, but threw off the three princes and came to Jingshan alone, wanting to stay alone for a while.

He has no mother since he was a child, he grew up with the queen's aunt, and he has eaten and lived with his aunt and son since he was a child, so his relationship is also unusual. The emperor's uncle also raised him as his own son and nephew, and he raised his casual temperament in front of the emperor. Five years ago, his father died in battle, and the twelve-year-old boy who had always been innocent grew up overnight, gradually became silent, and became more and more devoted to practicing literature and martial arts, hoping that one day he could restore the prestige of the general of the Huo family.

The incident with Liang Xiuzhu two years ago was just an excuse for him to leave Kyoto. My aunt always felt that he was still young, and he had not experienced a truly cruel war in the past following behind the saint and in the heavy guards, so he was reluctant to go out. But without experience, where can there be growth.

The saint gave him the opportunity to lead an army alone and go south to suppress bandits, and these two years were comparable to five years of growth in Kyoto. It also made him, who was accustomed to seeing life and death, unable to adapt to this peaceful and lively atmosphere for a while.

The attic halfway up the mountain was where he watched the fireworks when he attended the first year of the Heroes Festival, so today, he came here again.

Revisiting the old place, the mountains and rocks are still the same, and the attic is still the same as it was at the beginning. Walking up to the second floor and pushing the door open, he was secretly taken aback. I thought that everyone was preparing to watch the festival dance at this time, but I didn't know that there were three lazy cats who were sleeping.

In the attic house, gold shone in through the attic window, Lu Weimang was lying on the "hard bed" made of two chairs, one arm on the back of the chair, the other arm hanging down, his mouth slightly open, sleeping sweetly.

Her two younger brothers were sleeping profusely on the soft couch on the west side of the attic, head to head.

Huo Jing still has his hometown to revisit at this time, and he is lonely and lonely, leaving only his helplessness.

How can I always touch her.

It's exactly the same feeling as when I was in Fengxian, obviously I have returned to my father's side, but it's not that I don't have a beautiful girl, but I'm just living a clumsy life.

Other little girls and even some big boys, every time they go out, they have clothes, jewelry, snacks and refreshments, and even clothes and other items ready, just for the unexpected needs that may occur.

And the three sisters and brothers of the Lu family don't seem to enjoy such a delicate arrangement, or choose such a rough life.

Although there are restrictions on who can serve this Hero Festival, you can also bring your subordinates with you. It's like the Lu family, from General Lu to the youngest Changfeng, who seems to enjoy the feeling of being together with his family more.

This is actually a cognitive error. Gaomen surnamed Zhongren, who grew up surrounded by slaves since childhood, in their cognition, the subordinate is like a jade pendant on the body, which is an integral part of life, so it can be carried from time to time, as an object-like necessity.

The Lu family felt uncomfortable being surrounded by slaves. It's obvious.

Except for a steward Lu who often appears, who seems to be regarded as their own person, the others are more important to perform their own duties.

Hearing the cannon sound of the beginning of the sacrificial dance under the mountain, Huo Jing reluctantly entered the door to wake people up, presumably they were looking forward to the sacrificial dance.

Even when I was a child, I was looking forward to it, let alone the three people in front of me.

Huo Jing walked to Lu Weimang's chair and patted the back of the chair, "Wake up, the sacrificial dance has begun." ”

With a slight call, he opened his eyes, his eyes were clear as if he was sleeping just now, Lu Weimang got up and sat up.

"General Huo?"

"The festival has begun, won't you go and see it?"

Lu Weimang stood up and bowed, "General Xie reminded." ”

"Chengyang, Changfeng, get up."

Lu Weimang leaned over and slapped his two younger brothers, and saw the two of them open their eyes, "Go wash your face, let's go watch the sacrificial dance." ”

Cheng Yang sat up suddenly, and when he saw General Huo in the room, he hurriedly bowed to the ground and saluted, "General Huo." ”

"Well, no formality, you do your own thing."

His tone was light, coupled with his indifferent face, which made people dare not disobey and ignore.

Changfeng was a little confused, "Sister, you have a red mark on your face, did you press it from sleeping just now?" ”

Lu Weimang didn't know why, his face turned red. She thought she was very decent just now, but she didn't expect to be so embarrassed.

"Okay, let's go wash my face first, the festival dance begins, and then I can't see it."

Changfeng woke up at this time, got down from the soft couch, went out with his sister and brother, and prepared to go downstairs to wash his face.

As a result, when she went out, the steps outside the door were lower than Lu Weimang expected, she stepped into the air a little, paused, and then walked out as usual.

Behind her was General Huo, she just wanted to walk out with her chest up, pretending that everything was as usual, and she didn't care about the little embarrassment of the red marks on her face.

"Sister, you just stepped into the air, haven't you woken up yet? Hold me and my brother. ”

Lu Weimang's face froze, she wanted to cover her brother's mouth a little, so after turning out of the door and leaving Huo Jing's line of sight, she used one hand to bring Changfeng up, "Let's go down quickly, the sacrificial dance has begun." ”

The three of them went downstairs to wash their faces and looked at the sacrificial dance under the mountain in the distance.

The crowd had carved out a long passage leading to the brightly lit platform to the east, where the emperor had been. There are high platforms built on both sides of the crowd that can be admired from a distance. The dancers have already held torches and began to set off from this end to the high platform, advancing and retreating, a strong sense of rhythm came out through the limbs, with the sonorous and powerful music of various gongs and drums, there was a strange sense of power rushing into the sky.

"Sister, isn't it too late to go down now?"

Yes, although Jingshan is not high, it took them more than half an hour to climb up, and even if they follow the crowd, they may not be able to find a good position to watch.

Lu Weimang sighed, "Maybe we can't feel that sense of power up close, so let's just watch it from a distance." ”

As he spoke, he took out his own package of snacks from the table on the first floor of the attic.

"Luckily, I was prepared."

Lu Weimang took out three binoculars and asked the two younger brothers to look down like themselves.

She was afraid that there would be too many people and she wouldn't be able to squeeze in, so she specially built this telescope. Although the multiplier is not high, it can be regarded as a comfort.

"Sister, I seem to have seen the lead dancer."

Changfeng shouted excitedly.

Cheng Yang was also very happy, "Sister, is this what you made a few days ago?" It's ingenious. ”

Lu Weimang also took one and looked at it, "Just play around, you don't have to look at it all the time." It's not a good idea to see the whole view from the mountains, isn't it? ”

"Hmm!"

No matter what time the two younger brothers are, they are what the elder sister says.

"Show me."

A hand suddenly stretched out from the side, and Lu Weimang calmly took out the telescope prepared for Father Lu and handed it over. There are just the four of them here, no matter how unpredictable General Huo is, he can't scare her, Lu Weimang comforted himself in his heart.

Next to him, Huo Jing picked up the telescope and observed it in his hand, it was an ordinary wooden shell, only coated with a layer of varnish, but it was not pricked, it was not exquisite, and it was matched with a diorama.

Pick it up and put the three of them in front of the glasses, and the people under the mountain seem to be close in front of you.

Huo Jing suppressed his surprise in his heart, "How many of these things have you made?" ”

"I only made four, and I originally wanted to make one for Steward Lu, but I didn't have time, so I only made semi-finished products."

Huo Jing asked again, "Isn't this thing easy to make?" ”

Lu Weimang thought for a while, "Fortunately, I have the strength in my hands, and I can make whatever shape I think in my heart, and I can assemble it in the end." ”

To this end, she also specially asked Steward Lu to find a full set of tools for carpentry. But Steward Lu did his best, but he didn't make it for him, and he would finish it when he went back, Lu Weimang thought in his heart.

Huo Jing played with the telescope in his hand back and forth, and then looked at Lu Weimang. Lu Weimang felt the gaze and looked back at the past.

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The two looked at each other for a long time, and Cheng Yang and Changfeng couldn't help but hold their breath, and Huo Jing chuckled. Sure enough, she couldn't expect anything from this solid-eyed little girl, and it seemed impossible to expect her to take the initiative to say that she would give it to herself, and she might not have thought of it.

"I'll give me this thing, and I'll exchange it for something else for you."

Lu Weimang was suddenly, her heart rolled, she was really wooden, everyone was so obvious, she didn't understand. Sure enough, people with low emotional intelligence are not suitable for dealing with the powerful and are easy to offend people. People may think that they are pretending to be confused, where do they think that they really can't react.

"Okay!"

Lu Weimang's heart turned over the river and the sea, and her mouth became even more stupid, directly one word "OK", as if she was cold, in fact, if she could, she would be very willing to be a little low in front of the powerful, after all, she was a person who was in power and controlled the life and death of others, where would she want to offend.

However, his mouth is stupid and his heart is straight, so he can't be the person who is good at dancing with long sleeves.

It's not easy to speak normally.

There were obviously four people in front of the attic, but they were silent, and the rhythm of the dance and cheers under the mountain came up, alleviating the inexplicable embarrassing atmosphere.

A few people just stood in front of the railing, watching the sacrificial dance go to the high platform and salute the emperor.

"It's over."

Huo Jing said.

"Oh."

Lu Weimang is rotten, she just won't talk to others.

Cheng Yang and Changfeng strive to narrow their presence. The aura on the two of them just now was too strong, as if there was some embarrassment that they didn't know about, so the instinctive two didn't speak.

After the festival, fireworks are set off.

With a crackling sound, large and gorgeous fireworks bloom in the night sky.

It turned out that, before you knew it, it was already dark.

Against the background of the black and blue velvety sky, bright colors bloomed, and Changfeng suddenly ignored others, only jumped up and took Sister A's hand, pointing to the sky, "Sister, it's so beautiful." I've never seen such beautiful fireworks. ”

Cheng Yang was also very excited, he knew that there was such a good thing in this world. He thought that the firecrackers in Nanyang County were already good, how did he know that he could see such a grand scene today?

Lu Weimang was in a trance, as if he saw the sky in his previous life.

Huo Jing watched the fireworks for a while, and when he saw the little face next to him, he was not shocked, as if he only had nostalgia and joy.