On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, Qixing took the pheasant out again to see the lanterns.

Because on this day, the emperor and the people were happy, and countless people flocked to the royal street.

Qixing also went with the pheasant, and squeezed into the innermost.

The pheasant didn't know how she managed to squeeze in, but the young lady took her by the way, like a fish, and gently swayed through the crowd of people, standing in the last place that the common people could reach.

Past a few rows of armed guards, you can see the gorgeous imperial city gate at a glance, and see the officials, eunuchs, and the bright and yellow honor guard of the Son of Heaven.

But the distance is still too far, there are too many people apart, the lights are bright, and the face of the Son of Heaven cannot be seen clearly.

This was enough, and the crowd behind them was like a tidal wave, constantly cheering.

On the opposite side of the street, there were no crowds, and the guards were as tight as a levee, and the people on that side were strolling leisurely.

These people were officials, relatives of the emperor, and their family scrolls, in addition to this, there was also a group of scholars wearing long robes and robes.

This is the Taixue students who were invited to participate this year.

Although there is no official robe grade dress, I don't feel out of place when I walk in it.

"Even if you don't wear official robes, you feel like you can be on an equal footing with the courtiers." A student whispered.

Lu Yizhi booed at him: "Even if we wear official robes in the future, we are still juniors."

Of course, the student also knew, but he was too excited to hold back, he looked at Lu Sangongzi's face, on the bright heavenly street, under the lights, the childe became more and more crystal clear, handsome as jade.

is still a young man of eighteen or nineteen, but he looks unfazed.

"Aren't you excited at all?" The classmate whispered, "Enjoy the lanterns with Your Majesty."

Lu Yizhi turned sideways slightly and said to him, "It's not to sit in front of Your Majesty and enjoy the lanterns, our position is at the outermost."

This is obviously more arrogant, he hasn't worn an official robe yet, he has already thought of sitting in front of His Majesty, and his classmates can't help laughing, but he is not disgusted by hearing Lu Yizhi say this, but he finds it interesting.

This is a young man.

The two of them whispered and laughed as they walked happily, and suddenly an elderly scribe in a Confucian robe in front of them turned back and called, "Strange."

This is Dr. Taixue, Xia Houning.

"Quick, Mr. Xiahou calls you." The classmates were busy reminding, and a series of voices came from the front.

Lu Yizhi had already quickened his pace, and as he walked, the other students moved out of the way, and the eyes around him were also focused on him.

Seeing Mr. Xiahou whispering to the young man, the young man nodded, and as Mr. Xiahou continued to walk forward, the students whispered, which soon spread to the rear.

"Sir asked him to sit with him and serve the wine."

Serving wine is not a lowly thing, it is the duty of students to serve Mr., not to mention that Mr. Xiahou is sitting in front of the emperor.

Mr. Xiahou has always been very fond of Lu Yizhi, and this time he actually took him to sit over.

"Lu Sangongzi is good-looking, who doesn't want to take it with him." Someone is sour.

"It's good-looking, and you can handle it." Some people also commented pertinently, "There are many good-looking people in the world, and Mr. Xiahou doesn't always take him with him."

"Lu Sangongzi is very good at relieving Mr.'s worries." Someone whispered again, "The fragment of an ancient book that Mr. has been looking for for a long time was found and bought by Lu Yizhi and given to Mr.

There's really no way, Lu Yizhi is good-looking, talented, intelligent and rich - ancient books that can make Mr. Xiahou cry are worth a thousand gold.

How can this kind of person not be liked, the students are in a complicated mood and look at the two people who are walking in the front.

The classmate who spoke before stared at Lu Yizhi in front of him, this kid was still joking just now that he was sitting in front of His Majesty's eyes, and he really sat down in the blink of an eye, so was he excited?

Lu Yizhi followed behind Mr. Xiahou, past the location of the students, past the location of the officials, and in front of him was getting closer and closer to the tall city gate tower......

He was upright and handsome, and there was no sign of excitement

, not to mention the panic gaffe.

Out of the corner of the eye, you can see countless lines of sight cast around you, and when you pass by the street opposite, you can hear the noise.

There was a crowd of people as dense as ants.

Lu Yi's eyes didn't squint and went straight to the highest place in the world, and he didn't take a second look over there, so he couldn't see what the people over there looked like, and he couldn't hear anyone exclaiming.

"Little, Miss!"

The pheasant grabbed Qixing's arm, looked at the young man who was acting in the bright and bright light over there, and blurted out.

"Is that the third son?"

If she made such a fuss with the Lu family, she would have turned the third prince into an enemy a long time ago.

When she suddenly saw the handsome boy appear in front of her, the memories of the past came back to her, and she had mixed emotions.

The pheasant gritted his teeth and hated: "He can actually come to the sky street to see the lights, their house is so bad."

Qixing smiled: "Of course he can, his family is just bad to me, and it's not disrespectful to the court and His Majesty."

Is the young lady still happy? Miss is so happy because she sees the third son?

Hey, anyway, when the young lady was at home, she had a deep love for the third son......

The pheasant looked at the imperial city again, the distance was too far, there were too many people, and the boy couldn't see it anymore, which made people suspect that he was dazzled before.

"That's right." Seven Stars said, pointing to the pheasant, "He followed the man up the city gate."

The pheasant tried to stare widely, because there was His Majesty on the other side of the city gate, for safety, the lights were not very bright, and the guards were strict and there were people everywhere, and she felt that it was impossible to tell whether there were people or flagpoles standing there.....

Miss, you can see it so clearly.

How much does this matter?

The pheasant couldn't help but look at the seven stars, and his eyes were a little sad.

Qixing seemed to sense her question, and stretched out his hand and pointed to his eyes: "I have good eyes, after all, I am an embroiderer."

The pheasant snorted again.

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The hustle and bustle of the festival fills the city, which makes the deep house behind the Huixian Tower even quieter.

There was a dim light in the back house, illuminating two figures sitting opposite each other.

"The meritocracy order has been issued, and I don't know if there will be many people who respond." Zhike said, "So many years have passed.....

The rich man held a bowl and ate fried beans: "You are underestimating ourselves, the ink man has no bad seeds, no matter how difficult and dangerous it is, inherit the ink gate, inherit the will of the ancestors, and everyone has no hesitation."

The two were talking and laughing, and there was a gentle knock on the door outside, and the acquaintance bowed silently to the rich man, turned around and walked out, and the door was closed.

A moment later, Zhike pushed the door open and entered.

"The frequent movements these days have brought everyone back together." He whispered, "But, trouble is coming, too."

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After the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, for many people, the year is over, and they have to work hard for the next year.

I don't know if it's because I'm busy and reluctant to rest, there are only six people sitting in a tea shed on this road.

But the six men occupied three tables, all dressed in shabby cotton robes, with unshaven hair and beards, like beggars on the street.

The shopkeeper squatted carefully in the fire, and did not dare to persuade them to give up the table, and even if they did, the people who walked outside were well-informed, and saw that these people were not good, and would not come in, so as not to get into trouble.

"This tea tastes pretty good." A man took a big sip of the tea bowl, smacked his lips, and said, "Little brother, another pot."

As he spoke, he lifted his legs, and a big foot in straw sandals stepped on the basket placed beside him.

The shopkeeper came tremblingly with a teapot, and it was inevitable to encounter bad-tempered customers when opening a store on the road, but there are really not many customers who don't look like good people at a glance.

Are all the bandits so swaggering now?

"Put your feet down and be seen...

.」 The man next to him scolded, "What do you look like?"

As he spoke, he looked around, and then looked at the shopkeeper who came over.

The shopkeeper hurriedly lowered his head, but he was aroused by these words, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the man's feet..... What if it's just a tattered straw sandal?