Although Emperor Guangwu set the capital of Luoyang, Chang'an, as Xijing, also had a holy order to repair the palace at that time.

But after all, it is only Xijing, and most of the time it is only used as the foothold of the Son of Heaven's western tour, so only Weiyang Palace and Changle Palace have been repaired, and Jianzhang Palace and Mingguang Palace have been damaged.

As for later, the people of Chang'an watched the Son of Heaven being coerced by Dong Zhuo and then invited away by Cao Cao, and in the end only the more and more dilapidated palace was left.

This imperial uncle is also interesting, and after the three Qins, he entered Chang'an, and spared no effort in the renovation and reconstruction of the old houses and the east and west markets, but only skipped these royal palaces, so that it still maintained its dilapidated appearance.

As for the imperial uncle himself, he found a general's mansion and lived in it with a little repair.

The notice posted now, Chang'an people can also understand that this old palace should be Weiyang Palace.

In front of the old palace, it should be in front of the Xi'an Gate and the Anmen Gate in the south of the Weiyang Palace.

So many people go to these two doors every day to see what is going on.

Fortunately, Uncle Huang didn't mean to hide people's eyes at all, and as the thirtieth day of the lunar month approached, a tall wooden frame was really erected in the south of Weiyang Palace.

It's just that what makes Chang'an people puzzled is that although this shelf is tall, there is nothing magical about it at all.

However, in the past year, Uncle Huang's words have been true, and most of the people of Chang'an are willing to sell the old Liu family to save face, and it is not too late to wait until the thirtieth day of the lunar month to see what magic there is.

As long as it doesn't snow, there are people who make a special trip here, take two hot imperial uncle's buns, and squat on the side of the road to watch the imperial uncle's sergeants busy in front of Weiyang Palace.

Or tamp the road with a sledgehammer, then spread a layer of gray mud on top to smooth it out, and then order the sergeant to strictly prohibit trampling.

Or a group of lightly armed sergeants up and down, using logs supplemented by wooden spokes, to build a wooden frame.

Although I can't understand what it is for, but now that the Chinese New Year is approaching, there is a new house at home, and there is grain in the house, and the people of Chang'an don't mind seeing the excitement at all.

In the past two months, the more merchants on the streets of Chang'an have also heard the wind, so there is a strange scenery in the south of Weiyang Palace.

The straight street is wide, and the side facing the north near Weiyang Palace is filled with busy soldiers, preparing roads, building wooden frames, or transporting supplies.

On the south side of the straight street, there are two auspicious words given to each other by the two sides who have reached a deal, which is very lively.

The merchants who do business have a keen sense of smell, and it only takes one day to gather here, which also makes the long-decayed Miyagi straight street prosperous again.

If it weren't for the fact that they could still see the dilapidated corner of Weiyang Palace in the north, some people of Chang'an would have to dream of returning to the rule of Mingzhang and the prosperity of Yongyuan.

"Sister Shu, there will be a scene of rubbing shoulders in front of the gate of Weiyang Palace today, why don't you go early?"

Ma Zhong knocked on the door of Li Shu, who came to Chang'an with him to study, and planned to ask the girl to go to Weiyang Palace early to occupy a place.

Soon the courtyard door opened, but behind the door was not Li Shu's beautiful face, but a slightly old face with a straight face.

Ma Zhong was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly moved:

"Gong Li is fine, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Li had already looked Ma Zhong up and down and said:

"I heard from Xiaoniang that your father has changed your name to Ma Zhong?"

Ma Zhong nodded cautiously, and then saw the person in front of him nodding with a straight face, turned sideways and said:

"Since you have stood out with the imperial examination and won the weight of Xuande Gong, you should read your words and don't make mistakes."

Seeing Li Shu smiling at him behind Mr. Li, Ma Zhong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said that he must keep it in mind.

Entering the courtyard gate, Ma Zhong also hurriedly explained his intentions clearly, but he didn't expect Li Shu to take out a bill from his arms and shake it and said:

"My father arrived in Chang'an ten days ago, and he set us the location on the second floor of the Chaling Restaurant that night."

Chaling Restaurant is quite famous in Luoyang, so the foreign hotels also borrow its name, and now Chang'an City is the same, according to Ma Zhong knows that this restaurant is located in the south of Weiyang Palace, which is an excellent viewing location.

I remember that Li Shu also said before, saying that his eldest brother is quite talented in drilling and developing sugar, and Li Gong once wanted to use his family wealth to help his eldest son open a sugar factory, but now it seems that it may be?

Uncle Li knocked on the ground with a cane, glanced at Ma Zhong and said:

"Tell your father that I will be here for five days after Yuan Zheng, and if you want to gossip in Shu, you can come by yourself."

Ma Zhong was stunned for a moment, and then his face was overjoyed, and the implied meaning in these words could not be more obvious, and he responded solemnly.

Li Shu was smiling skillfully on the side, and her beautiful eyes were also looking forward to it.

At this time, the straight street in front of Weiyang Palace has been completely renewed, and the new cement pavement avoids snow and mud and water, and it is also much more comfortable to walk.

You Chu watched the sergeants pile up the pine and cypress branches on the wooden shelf, sniffed and said:

"This is the Iron Tree, what about the Silver Flower?"

Zhang Ji looked up at the dim sky and guessed, "Or wait until it gets dark." ”

To be honest, Zhang didn't really want to join in the fun, but You Chu insisted that there was a good place to forcibly pull him out.

As a result, I didn't expect to find a crack in the palace wall, and climbed up the broken palace wall after two circles.

Standing here and looking at the five-story building opposite Weiyang Palace, Zhang was a little curious:

"This Chaling restaurant is magnificent, I don't know what kind of giant it is? Not afraid to follow in the footsteps of Pusaka Xu Ying? ”

You Chu opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer.

As far as he knew, most of the people behind this Chaling Restaurant were inseparable from Xuande Gong, because the drawings of this five-story building were made by the Zhuge military division.

Such immortal figures who can assist Xuande Public Government in this foundation, how can they be compared to stupid pigs like Xu Ying who write bribes on the test papers?

Shaking his head, You Chu looked at the grand scene below and praised softly:

"This paper is really a foreign object, if the Han family revitalizes and controls the Western Regions, this thing will be exported to foreign countries."

It was already sunset, but the streets below were covered with paper lanterns, reflecting the small world as if it were day.

Immediately, on the half-human-high platform that had been erected under the palace wall, a man dressed as mighty as a god struggled to smash the drumstick onto the big drum in front of him.

The first sound was like a thunderbolt, and then the interval between each drum beat became shorter and shorter, and soon the drum beat was like a torrential rain, and the whole straight street was completely silent, and everyone craned their necks to stare at it.

With the increasingly urgent sound of drums, the master wearing various ghost masks began to take the stage, and when all parties stood still, the drumming suddenly stopped.

The mighty general threw the drumstick and shouted:

"Nephew, please chase away the plague-"

The tall ghost-faced strong man who was the leader among the Wu masters kicked off the prelude to the exorcism with a more majestic voice:

“…… A is a food evildoer, the moon stomach eats the tiger, the male eats the charm, Teng Jian eats ominous, the food is to blame, and Birch eats dreams! ”

The people of Chang'an are a little unfamiliar with the exorcism, but they are not so unfamiliar.

After all, Chang'an was Kyoto in the former Han Dynasty, and it is said that at that time, the royal family would also let the servants drive in front of the palace to show the grace of heaven.

But since Emperor Guangwu, Kyoto was changed to Luoyang, and the location of the expulsion became Luoyang, and there was no longer a relationship with Chang'an.

Later, Dong Zhuo took the Son of Heaven captive here, but at that time, the Son of Heaven had no intention of praying for blessings, and the people had no blessings, so now it can be described as a completely unimaginable and different scene.

Before the expulsion was completed, some of the people wept softly and looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

Zhang Ji was dumbfounded, he felt that he should not admit his mistake, the one who played the drum must be Jin Ma Chao, and the Yongzhou accent was quite obvious.

And even if the leader of this Wu division is wearing a mask, he can tell at a glance that it must be General Zhang Yide!

"If there is no such chaos, even if the third brother does not join the army, he can be a good teacher."

On the top floor of Chaling Restaurant, Liu Bei hugged Adou and commented.

Previously, he was worried about Mrs. Gan's frailty and the undecided war, so Liu Bei did not let his family follow.

But later, Mrs. Gan wrote that after Zhang Zhongjing's decoction, her health had improved a lot, and Chang'an was stable, and finally sent someone to take her family over in October.

"Yizhou has to return, Chengdu fathers and elders all read the kindness of the three generals, if it is a master, the people of Yizhou will be fully supported."

Liu Bei turned his head and met the person who said this, he didn't avoid it, nodded generously and said:

"Wu Niangzi said this, if the third brother knows, he will be happy."

It was not an accident that the Wu family girl came north with Mrs. Gan and Mrs. Sun to look for him.

Either the decision to settle the pass made Liu Bei's mentality change, or Adou said a lot of things about Wu Niangzi's kindness to him.

The idea of blindly avoiding in Yizhou no longer exists, and the thoughts that come to Liu Bei's heart now are:

I don't know if Wu Niangzi's marriage can make her own decisions?

But thinking of what she said made Liu Bei think of Xiahou Yuan, and even more remembered Zhang He, who was still stranded in Chang'an, and he was a little hesitant for a while, not knowing how to deal with it.

What drew Liu Bei's attention back was the pain on his chin, and as soon as he looked down, he saw Adou pulling his beard:

"Daddy said, today is Chinese New Year's Eve without official duties."

Liu Bei had to smile and promise to obey, and Adou smiled.

However, it was still difficult to contain the thought of the second brother of Jiuzhen Jingzhou.

I hope that on Chinese New Year's Eve next year, the three brothers can gather together, as the poetry of the Erfeng Emperor said, to celebrate the new year and welcome the night.

The grand exorcism ceremony brought Chang'an the emotion of recalling the strong men of the past, and the next iron tree and silver flower brought endless amazement to the people of Chang'an.

The strong man took the stage naked, hitting the molten iron and raising the air, and the brilliant sparks burst out on the pine and cypress branches, decorating this "tree platform" with dazzling brilliance.

Thousands of flowers bloom trees, stars fall like rain, and paper lamps are all over the road.

The sound of silk and bamboo sounded, this is Liu Bei trying his best to find the collected instrument, Kong Ming and Pang Tong spent a day looking for the player, trying their best to arrange the music and play it at this time.

It can't be said how good it sounds, but Liu Bei listened to the admiration of the people downstairs and knew that it was enough for them.

The strong man who beat the molten iron to make the iron tree and honeysuckle has changed three waves, but the people are still fascinated by the watch.

In the end, a general came out and loudly announced that the prepared molten iron had been used up, and the people reluctantly gave up.

At this point, it is still not over, and I don't know when the stage where the opera was sung has been covered with small lights, but none of them have been lit, and there are nearly a thousand dense lights.

Liu Bei carefully hugged Adou and approached Yan Gan to watch, he knew the whole process well, so he was not surprised to see Kong Ming appear on the stage in a formal suit.

Thinking about it seriously, this seems to be the first time he has seen Kong Ming wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, red and black, decorated with a crown of jade belt and flower boots, with a serious face, and he is also similar to Prime Minister Zhuge in the light curtain.

And what his military advisor said on the stage, with the help of the sergeant's loud shouting, was clearly heard in the whole straight street, and there was no red tape between the words, and he said it quite straightforwardly.

Even the illiterate old peasants understood the meaning:

The military advisor said that from Dong Zhuo's destruction of the fertile soil in Guanzhong, to the fact that there is surplus grain in Sanqin's established households, the troubled times in Guanzhong have ended.

Nowadays, there are bright lights on the stage to fly into the sky, and if there are people present who have both parents died in troubled times, they can take the stage to light the lights and pray for the souls of their parents.

With that, the military advisor stood aside with his hands tied.

The people in the street looked at each other, and soon someone came to the stage with a sad face, took the fire from the sergeant's hand, blew it up, and carefully lit the nearest lamp.

Seeing the lamp faltering and flying, the young man burst into tears, knelt down and kowtowed to the small lamp that flew into the sky.

Soon, more people took the stage, and the fire fold was passed in turn among the silent people, and soon someone borrowed the fire fold from the street merchant to take the stage and light the lamp.

Thousands of lights flew together, like a wordless soul floating in the sky over Chang'an, up to the Tianhe, down to the people, even Liu Bei had an illusion for a while, it seems that this simple small lamp can really carry the soul, so that the people separated by yin and yang can communicate generally.

Liu Bei was not the only one who felt like this, he could hear it with his own eyes, some people below were roaring towards this river of lights, and some people were calling out their names with tears in their eyes.

or complain about trivial matters at home, or confide in their loved ones, or tell each other peace.

As far as the eye can see, there is no one who is not sad.

"Daddy, I miss my aunt."

Liu Bei lowered his head and saw Adou looking at him, and there seemed to be water in his eyes.

He sighed lightly, hugged Adou two points tighter, and looked up at the river of thousands of lights, as if he could see a young figure with a good face through it.

Kong Ming stood on the stage with his hands in his hands, looking at the scene of the surviving people remembering the dead, and looking at the soldiers around him one by one, their faces were unbearable or their eyes were straight, and they should also think of their deceased relatives.

Eventually, he looked up at the sky with a blank face, his fists clenched slightly.

In the south of Chang'an City, Zhang He looked at the stars in the sky in the north, although he didn't know what the situation was, he suddenly missed his family in Yecheng very much.

……

Different from the snowy scenery in Han Chang'an, Li Shimin can't remember how many times this is the first time he has lamented the hot weather in July.

But compared to the hot weather, what is more anxious is his heart.

Fortunately, ten days after seeing the light curtain, a messenger finally came:

"The Acting Duke escorted the thief chieftain to the West Jinguang Gate of Chang'an!"

Li Shimin jumped up directly and threw away the answer he had already thought of:

"Order his prisoners to detour to the south of the city and enter the city through the Mingde Gate!"

(End of chapter)