At this moment, a white shadow flashed outside the oxcart, which seemed to be the barking of a fox. Su Ziji was thoughtful and stopped talking. As the oxcart swayed, Ye Buhui leaned on the mat, as if he was dizzy due to some alcohol.
When Su Ziji was about to fall asleep, he didn't bother him. Instead, he took advantage of this moment and asked the maid softly: "Have you been making things difficult for your concubine?"
Naturally, Su Ziji had carefully identified the maid who could go to the palace banquet with Ye Buhui, and there was no problem with her loyalty. She did not dare to say anything more, lowered her head and whispered: "Your Highness, the Grand Concubine has never been made difficult by anyone.
It's just...there was very little food at the banquet."
Although the maid only answered briefly, Su Ziji had already answered through the maid and instantly got some scenes of the internal banquet.
Among them, there is a scene of Princess Xinping reciting poems. Once you see this scene, what else don’t you understand?
"It turns out that it was Xinping who took out the poem. Buhui knew that it was me who wrote it to Xinping, so he was a little jealous." Su Ziji thought to himself, shaking his head and laughing. This kind of non-regret is a bit cute.
This method of quickly obtaining accurate information also makes me very satisfied.
"This magical power is very good, but unfortunately it has less effect on people with higher status."
"Below the seventh rank, you can just ask verbally, which is very effective. But above the seventh rank, you must formally ask for advice, and the incidental gains are relatively small. Above the fifth rank, it is even rarer."
"If you are third grade or above, even if you sincerely ask for advice and the other party gives an answer, you can only know the good and evil of the person concerned towards me."
"If someone of rank seven or above can use it casually, they will be almost invincible."
It's a pity, but it's pretty good now.
At this time, the ox cart had arrived at the area where people were celebrating, and there were many lanterns outside. Su Ziji thought about why Ye Buhui was so depressed, and thought about the cry, so he said to the driver in front of him: "Stop!"
Ye Buhui also woke up from his drowsiness at this time and looked over in confusion.
Ye Buhui, who was wearing ordinary clothes, looked like an ordinary pretty young woman at the moment. The somewhat confused look in her eyes made Su Ziji couldn't help but smile.
Ye Buhui was even more puzzled by her husband's laughter. He touched his face with his hand, worried that there was something on his face that made his husband laugh.
Then she realized belatedly that the bullock cart had stopped. Did she hear the sound just now? Was it her husband who asked the cart to stop?
"Husband, what are you doing?" Ye Buhui asked in confusion.
Under her gaze, Su Ziji held her hand and smiled: "I don't regret it. It's a rare trip. Why don't you go back after enjoying the lanterns?"
As he said that, he jumped out of the car first, and when he turned around, he gently hugged Ye Buhui down.
"Ah." Ye Buhui didn't expect him to act like this and couldn't help but exclaimed softly.
Although she is not very old, she has been trying hard to look like a wife that matches her husband for a long time, and she no longer behaves like a lively girl.
But in fact, she was originally a very feisty and lively girl. At this moment, she was taken off the bullock cart and landed lightly on the ground. She glanced at the bright lights and her originally depressed mood seemed to suddenly become much smoother.
It’s really lively here!
It was not that she had never seen such a lively scene before, but there was still a big difference between the liveliness of dignitaries and the general celebration.
"Go over there!" Su Ziji was still holding her hand. Seeing the curiosity on her face, he motioned for her to walk forward.
Ye Buhui nodded and was pulled forward.
When the maid saw this, she didn't follow her. Instead, she and several separate guards walked among the crowd, following the concubine Taisun Taisun.
The bullock cart was parked on the roadside, and the driver stayed behind.
In the crowd, Su Ziji and Ye Buhui intertwined their fingers and moved forward.
There was a sweet smell in the air, which must be snacks sold by small merchants carrying burdens.
Although Su Ziji felt that if he bought some snacks to eat at this time, it would be more festive, but the son of a rich man would not take the risk of eating outside with Ye Buhui under such circumstances.
Food from a strange vendor.
Walking around, there were mostly young couples. Although most of them had ordinary looks, they looked intimate and beautiful under such beautiful lights.
Ye Buhui not only looked at the lights, but was also affected by the atmosphere, especially the husband beside her, her lover, and her family. They just held hands and walked along the river without speaking, just looking at the lights on both sides.
, also made her smile.
Someone suddenly exclaimed further ahead, Ye Buhui also looked towards it, and found that opposite was a lantern, shaped into an exquisite dragon and phoenix, at least three people high, the dragon and phoenix were intertwined, very bright and beautiful.
Ye Buhui looked a little surprised. Although she had been in the capital for so long, she rarely watched lanterns like this. Such a lively scene and such beautiful lanterns made her dizzy.
Su Ziji originally pulled her away, but later it was she who pulled Su Ziji away.
Su Ziji didn't look at the lanterns much. Ye Buhui, who had been watching the lanterns, gradually became happy when he saw her looking at the beautiful scenery. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and then he leaned towards her ear and said with a smile: "No
Sorry, looking at this lantern festival, I suddenly have something to say to you."
"Oh?" Ye Buhui immediately turned around, ready to listen. At this moment, a white shadow flashed past. Before the passers-by could rub their eyes, Su Ziji had a small note in his hand, and Ye Buhui's
There was a little white-furred fox in his arms, and it was chirping at Su Ziji.
Ye Buhui was naturally familiar with the little fox. He was a little surprised to see it suddenly jump up, but he was not too shocked and rubbed its head.
"Nonsense, why did you follow me out? There are so many people, what should I do if I get lost?"
"Uncle Zhennan's handwriting is wrong. It was not written by Uncle Zhennan, but by the Crown Prince. But the Crown Prince is actually possessed by a big demon?"
Su Ziji glanced at it quickly, just thinking deeply, then smiled and patted its head gently. Seeing that the little fox calmed down, he said to Ye Buhui: "It's very smart, it won't get lost, and
, don’t disturb the atmosphere between me and the concubine."
These words were said to the little fox, and then Su Ziji came close to her and whispered:
"The east wind blows thousands of trees and flowers at night. It blows down, and the stars are like rain. BMWs and carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flutes sound, the jade pots turn with light, and fish and dragons dance all night."
Moths are like golden threads in the snow and willows. Smiling words are filled with dark fragrance. People are looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in the dimly lit place."
Coincidentally, just as Su Ziji's voice fell, clusters of fireworks flew up in the distance, exploding into the sky.
Ye Buhui looked up at the fireworks in the sky, recalling her husband's poems, and couldn't help but become fascinated.
royal palace
Lanterns and colorful lanterns were hung, making many palace buildings as bright as day. The palace maids and eunuchs were also walking around watching the lanterns.
But even if the noble people above ask them to have fun, it is still a bit of a mission for them. Who dares to really let go and enjoy it?
Even though there was a smile on his face, his voice was still low, his steps were light, and he was always observing the surroundings, fearing that the noble person would arrive and accidentally offend the noble person.
This is the long-standing survival rule of palace people, and it is not an instinct that can be erased by a holiday celebration.
For these reasons, even though there are many people in the palace, it is still far less lively than outside, with a suffocating loneliness.
The emperor stood at the door of the hall and looked into the distance for a while, then felt bored and walked back. Luo Pei, who had been sitting sideways reading, immediately stood up.
"Have you read all the test questions?" The emperor seemed very kind, with a smile on his lips, and he pressed his hand to signal Luo Pei to sit down.