After the study on the death of the world was officially made public, Hengxiang canceled the curfew again.
Therefore, even though it is already midnight, there are still chains of lights on the street like a sea, and people flowing like a river.
Before entering the city, Xia Zhaoyi and Shen Lie handed over their mounts to others to take back. However, the two of them, plus Zhao Gong, and behind them Zhan Ning, Shi Guoxin, Ye Zheng, Ji Sheng, Zhao Lai, and a dog
Dan, the group is still quite large.
Every day at the You hour, a banquet would be held for literati in the large open space a hundred feet away from the main gate of the government office. Those who wrote a good poem every day could be seated at the banquet.
For many days, the banquet lasted from Youshi to Haishi. If Wenhe Tower had not closed at Haishi, the literati might even have had a drink and talked about it at midnight.
Now, around the large open space as the center, the long streets nearby have become night markets, full of fish and dragons, and it is extremely lively.
Xia Zhaoyi and Shen Lie walked slowly along the long street and saw the prosperity and prosperity. The shops on the street had bright lights hanging high, wine and tobacco were boiled in teahouses and taverns, and the food was delicious. There were also countless hawkers carrying burdens, and their cries were loud.
Heaven. All the sounds and colors seem to be combined into a long scroll that can only be seen in the prime of peace. It is splendid, bright and vivid. Anyone who enters this painting will have an excellent mood.
"You are so awesome to see such majesty in troubled times, Ali," Zhao Gong said in admiration as he looked at the lights on the street.
"I don't dare to take credit," Xia Zhaoyi said calmly, "I'm just a stage setter, the play needs someone to sing for it to be exciting."
"So humble?" Zhao Xun looked at her.
"I tell the truth, without the lights of thousands of homes, prosperity cannot be achieved."
Zhan Ning looked at Xia Zhaoyi, then at Zhao Yu, and said: "Prince Zhao, our father-in-law said something before his death. He said that people's livelihood is the foundation of the country. All people live, all people support, all people come, all people come, all people come
In the past, as long as the people of the world are given a stable life, they will be willing to take root and grow, work hard, and support themselves, their children, the land, and the country."
Zhao Xun was silent for a moment and said: "Uncle Xia's words are reasonable, but why do you need to add the word 'before death'?"
Xia Zhaoyi lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze calm, and listened to the cries on both sides as he walked.
The word "before death" really hurt her ears.
The 22nd year of Xuanyuan, the year of Dinghai.
In a flash, it has been seven years.
My father actually... passed away for so long.
And she, Xia Zhaoyi known to the world, has also passed away seven years ago.
A jade rabbit lantern was handed to her.
"Ah Li, I'll give it to you." Shen Lie said in a low voice.
Xia Zhaoyi paused slightly and raised her eyes to look at him.
The orange light of the Jade Rabbit Lantern dyed the bottom of his eyes with a rosy glow.
His black eyes were gentle, looking at her calmly, then he lowered his eyebrows and looked at the Jade Rabbit Lantern: "Do you... don't like it?"
"No," Xia Zhaoyi smiled lightly, "I like it."
She stretched out her hand to take it and looked at the small Jade Rabbit lamp swinging gently under the long wire, and the white snow ears were illuminated with a faint golden cinnamon color.
"Tomorrow, let's go watch a seminar." Shen Lie said.
"Tomorrow..." Xia Zhaoyi thought for a moment and said, "You can watch the show tomorrow afternoon."
She still has too many things to be busy with, but it would be a pity for her, the initiator and stage-builder, to not watch a single episode of the world.
There was chanting and laughter coming from the roadside, and a group of girls came laughing from opposite them. They were plump and beautiful, wearing jingle rings, pink makeup and jade, and red sleeves adding fragrance.
When their eyes fell on Shen Lie, the girls' eyes showed surprise, their steps gradually slowed down, and their laughter gradually stopped.
Surrounded by bright lights, the young man's handsome and beautiful face seemed to be descended from the gods, but his tall and elegant figure clearly seemed to be softened by the lights and blended into the painting, yet he was independent and alone.
The shadow is so cold and cold that it can repel people thousands of miles away.
At this moment, when he saw the girls walking beside him, the amazement in their eyes gradually faded, and they unconsciously began to think and feel a little regretful.
A pair of deep eyes were also looking at the young man and woman holding the lantern and leaving.
This girl doesn't have Lixue's red makeup, a jade-pinned bun, a simple ponytail, and a black dress. Her back is thin and beautiful, and her waist is flexible and slender without any feeling of being shriveled and thin, and she is full of strength.
These eyes looked from the girl back to Shen Lie next to her.
Not counting these two days, he had only seen Shen Lie twice in twelve years.
Although Shen Lie has been taller than his peers since he was a child, at eight years old, no matter how tall he is, he can only reach his chest.
He does not have the liveliness and innocence that a child should have. He has been silent since he was a child, has a dislike of others, is dull and dull, and does not know how to cry when beaten, and does not know how to be humiliated. He has no self-esteem at all.
The last time we met was when Shen Lie was twelve or thirteen years old. Because the old man was seriously ill, Shen Lie returned to Yunliang with two of his followers who got drunk and stayed there for only three days. The twelve or thirteen-year-old boy had already been with him. He has high shoulders, but his temper is still that unpleasant and lifeless.
When did it start? Shen Lie's fame suddenly became so great. He became famous all over the world, became a famous young general, and became the current commander of the Yan army.
The middle-aged man's eyes became darker and darker, looking at the backs of the young men and women farther and farther away.
Shen Lie seemed to have achieved his biggest dream in his youth, which was to join the army.
The man who started from his knees, reached his waist, reached his back, and reached his shoulders was now tall, slender, strong and powerful.
At the age of twenty, you have the most youthful and vigorous vitality. Heaven and earth will favor you and give you the best rain, dew and sunshine to make them full of vigor and youthful.
The middle-aged man suddenly felt a hint of jealousy, and he could only dream of going back to his twenties to reminisce about his youth.
Shen Lie paused slightly, frowned slightly, and turned around.
Xia Zhaoyi held the jade rabbit lantern, looked back with his dark eyes, and said in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Shen Lie looked around and shook his head lightly: "It's nothing."
Xia Zhaoyi looked at the huge crowd of people behind them and suddenly smiled: "Is it because there are so many eyes looking at us?"
As she said that, she raised her eyes and looked at Shen Lie: "I went to the world to discuss studies and the world's literary world was flourishing. We must have many old acquaintances here."
"Like me." Zhao Gu snorted beside him. Although his main purpose of coming to Hengxiang was to discuss the lumber business with Ning'an House, he was also very interested in the excitement of going to the world and studying.
As soon as he made a sound, Goudan followed suit and "woofed" next to him.
"You are trying to steal this limelight from me," Zhao Xin glared at his dog unhappily, "Shut up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a subordinate in the distance staring at him anxiously, quickly pushing away the crowd and running towards him.
Zhao Xun raised his foot to greet him: "What happened?"
"Your Majesty, I have just received an urgent report that General Zhao Tang encountered strong soldiers on Jinzhou Road five days ago. Three hundred people were killed and 425 injured. It was a heavy death!"
Zhao Xun's voice suddenly turned cold: "Where are the strong soldiers? Could it be Tian Dayao's soldiers and horses?"
"No! It's not clear yet!"
Zhan Ning asked curiously: "Prince Zhao, Jinzhou has always been Tian Dayao's territory, why do you use the word 'Could it be'?"
