sunset fever

A deep dream, a thousand lamps lit up

Travel mighty gold hairpin leave only one

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Towards the fifteenth day, the city was in turmoil for some time, and the monarch finally got everyone's satisfaction. The people couldn't study the affairs of the court carefully. They only knew that after Chen Taoshao came to the throne, he immediately punished a group of corrupt officials in Yaotai. There is praise. In the comparison, I always have to say something bad about Chen Bizhen. Zhong Qingming carried two wine jars and wanted to visit Zhao Yu's tomb before the festival, but when he went to the gate of Zhao's mansion, he found out that he had not been buried. There are more prayer etiquettes, and up to now, they are still doing rituals day and night.

Zhong Qingming didn't know where to go, and Chongcheng changed hands, so he lost his place. I met Nie Wei in the restaurant yesterday, and then I found out that Nie Wei was still in Shangyao Bureau. He talked a lot, but Instead of being cautious in the past, she told Zhong Qingming with red eyes: "Master Qin has not left, and everyone who can stay has stayed. Chongcheng is His Majesty's place. He is leaving now, and we have to guard him."

"The palace is dangerously chaotic, you'd better be careful, don't say such things." Zhong Qingming lowered his head and poured the wine helplessly.

Nie Wei was a little hoarse in his throat, and he said: "I don't know why people should be loyal. It's just that I have learned this in school since I was a child. I haven't been able to become a well-resourced civil servant, nor have I become a brave and fearless general. Master Qin and I feel that , Your Majesty, he will come back."

This place is on the third floor of a high-rise building, and when you look down, you can see the newly ordered neighborhood. Zhong Qingming swallowed a cup of wine, looked at Nie Wei, and shook his head.

"Not coming back," he said.

Nie Wei was not dressed thickly, nor did he wear delicate clothes. His hair was loose, he gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "Listen to them, the Queen Mother is nowhere to be found. Chen Taoshao sent people to search for a long time, but there was nothing there. In the end, she is your aunt, you know..."

"How could someone as proud and arrogant as her endure the humiliation of being thrown to the imperial city? Naturally, she escaped."

Now Zhong Qingming has turned back into a comfortable official son. He looked into Nie Wei's red eyes, and said: "Those in power only see the push and pull of power, and care about cold gains and losses in the struggle, but we are a little different. There are more sorrows and sorrows than them for such a big event."

Then, he said something else, Mr. Nie nodded his head, and then, tears fell in front of him like rain.

After thinking about what happened yesterday, Zhong Qingming came back to his senses. He was still holding the wine jar alone, standing at the entrance of the alley not far from the Zhao residence, looking at the white front door, and seeing people in white and linen.

I don't know how many times the music pierced my ears, and it became more and more sad. Zhong Qingming turned around again and walked without picking the road. , Out of the place where the houses are gathered, he climbed up the tree lightly, and from there, he could see a few lanterns that had been hung up early in the alley.

The cold wine flowed into the throat, as if pouring on the increasingly painful heart.

The carriage headed south all the way, and on the third day, they came to a small town in the outer mansion. Because the princess was pampered and raised by the wind and cold, they had to stay for a few days. There was no shortage of money. Qu Yao sent the doctor away in the room. , and arranged for Chen Yiyi to lie down again.

Chen Zhangqin didn't come back in a hurry, he was still dressed brightly and cleanly, put down the candied fruit and snacks he bought, and then panted slightly, and said, "How is it? I'll go get the medicine."

"How's it going?" Qu Yao was dressed plainly, and this place was in the south of Yangjing, so it was a bit warmer, she anxiously grabbed Chen Zhangqin's sleeve.

Chen Yiyi stretched out his hand, and the bed curtain was opened with a dangling gap.

Chen Zhangqin didn't sit down, he knew it was impossible to hide the truth from the princess, he let out a sigh of relief, squeezed Qu Yao's hand tightly, and said: "There are people talking about it everywhere in the street, it is indeed the seat of Zen. Already living in Chongcheng."

The pair of slender hands beside the bed curtain crumpled the silk, and Chen Yiyi didn't even hesitate for a second, before suddenly crying out sharply.

Qu Yao seemed to be a mother who forgot about herself, she was so busy running that she almost fell on the side of the bed, she opened the curtain, hugged Chen Yiyi, who was three years younger than her, and pressed her cheek against her hot forehead.

"It's okay, Yiyi, we have already escaped, there will be no danger." Qu Yao's eyes were filled with tears, she looked up, flustered and helpless, and looked at Chen Zhangqin.

Chen Zhangqin hung up the tent slowly, and then sat down at the end of the bed. He tucked in Chen Yiyi's quilt and said, "After recovering from illness, let's go south and build a pavilion. It's humid and warm, and it's like spring all the year round."

Chen Yiyi wrinkled half of her face, her narrow shoulders were trembling, she cried unevenly, and said intermittently: "Brother Huang... Brother Huang, did you, did you get killed... I know, I know, I didn't want to leave at first, but he begged me to leave, I don't know... I don't know if my mother is still there, I don't know, I don't know if Wenfeng is still alive..."

Qu Yao had no choice but to hold her tighter. She shed tears and said, "For them, the most important thing for Yi Yi is to live, so you have to take care of it and get well."

"I've never been to Jianting, and I've never been here. I don't like it. I want to go back to Yangjing to see what's going on with the emperor's brother and the queen mother."

The person is sick, and a completely unfamiliar environment has come. The last Chongcheng in Chen Yiyi's heart is wrapped in the chaos of war in Yangjing. She has never thought of leaving. She will not endure hardships and rarely travels. , She doesn't know any civilians well, she is here, like a fool who sneaked into the palace examination.

After crying for a long time, the troubled princess had flushed cheeks and coughed a little. She fell asleep, Qu Yao let her lie down, and held her hands for a long time. Chen Zhangqin squatted down with bent legs, grabbed Qu Yao and With one hand, he whispered: "I don't know how to comfort you. The truth is that there is no news about Chen Bizhen and the queen mother. They may be locked up, or they may not be here. Think about it, how can such a cruel seizure of power be possible now?" Hold them."

Qu Yao's chin was full of tears, she sat blankly, Ren Chen Zhangqin came forward and kissed her mouth.

"Go get the medicine." Qu Yao cried.

Chen Zhangqin nodded, then turned around and went out of the room. He went downstairs and went to the street. This place is not considered prosperous, but there are some things to eat or use.

It was very dark, far away from Yangjing, and those familiar, crowded, and respectful people were not there. For Chen Zhangqin, it was not a very refreshing feeling. He was yearning to build a pavilion, but he was also timid.

Chongcheng will live in the past forever.

After the changes in the whole country on the Shangyuan Festival, people still put in effort to decorate. Palace lanterns are hung high on the street, and there are some birds, animals, lotus, fish... colorful appearances are mixed, and finally it is deep yellow or dark yellow. In the light red soft light, many dazzling long snakes crawled out of the streets and alleys in the night.

Yan Xiu was taking medicine, his condition was always unstable, sometimes he was relaxed, and sometimes he had pain and fever. He was lying in a coma, suffering from the deep and cruel arrow wound; at night, Yan Xiu didn't even eat, and vomited half a mouthful of porridge. The maid helped him to rinse and wipe his mouth, and Rao Yanluo came immediately, holding a multicolored glazed sitting parrot lantern in her hand, and she said softly: "That kid is really back, and he will buy it for you today to watch the lantern in Shangyuan." After this, let you take a good rest and get well soon, then he can really come to see you."

Yan Xiu half-opened his eyes, he glanced out, mistakenly thought that the long dream had not yet woken up, and saw Rao Yanluo wearing yesterday's clothes, and brought a brand new lamp, a colorful one, shining light, pouring into people's eyes .

"I'm back...then why don't you come in?"

"I didn't see anyone from him. He pointed to the children running around in the alley and sent them over, and then passed some messages to us." Rao Yanluo looked down at the lamp, thinking it was exquisite and beautiful, so he took a few more glances, and then He found a servant to come in and hung it to the door of the bedroom.

She came to Yan Xiu's bed and sat down again, and said, "There are fried balls and sweet-scented osmanthus. We all ate some for dinner, but you can't even eat porridge; Mr. Yan, if you If you really want something, just tell me, or tell the servants."

Yan Xiu tried his best to hold his eyelids, and he slowly replied: "Princess Xie, I can't eat anything else now."

He didn't question much, but he had thought too much in his heart. He was completely desperate, so he became a little dull and decadent. The injury didn't heal, and the pain went to his heart when he struggled. It's a deep red all over.

The old ice on Lishui Lake is not yet broken, and it’s not the time when you can take a boat to see the scenery. There are groups of women on the shore of the lake, wearing small shirts and skirts, cloaks and gowns. Those who come here have to walk across the bridge to climb the city, play and put lights on.There are also men, most of whom are young princes from officials or merchants. They are dressed beautifully, their hair flutters in the wind, and they also play with the ladies.

Chen Bizhen didn't dare to wear clothes that were eye-catching, the clothes were old things bought, not shabby, but the color was dark red, and there was no complicated embroidery, looking simple; when he passed through the crowd, he saw a few young officials The young lady was holding a lamp, chatting and laughing together, she was no different from Chen Yiyi in age.

The young lady in deep pink wanted to give Chen Bizhen a lotus lantern. She was unrestrained, and was pushed up by a few acquaintances, and she asked, "How old is the young master?"

"It's 21." Chen Bizhen answered a number randomly.

The lady said: "I am 15 years old, I will give you this lamp."

Chen Bizhen was still in a daze, and put the lamp into his hand, without saying anything, the young lady laughed and ran away with her companion.

More crowds came and went to the bridge on the side. Now, there is no one to follow Chen Bichen. He is overwhelmed by thousands of people, living freely, and a little helpless. In fact, danger exists. He doesn't know why. would be brutally slaughtered.

When it was time to put out lanterns to pray for blessings, there were warm yellow and red fire lights all around the lakeshore. Chen Bizhen also wrote one in the wide space in front of the gazebo. .In the coming year, there will be a total of Sheng language in Shangyuan, and Chun Tianfeng is still good in the world.

Then, Chen Bizhen gave the delicate red lotus lantern in his hand to the child in the arms of a woman.

No matter who is the monarch, Chen Bizhen naturally wants to make the country, the city, and the people good. He has too many unwillingnesses, and he can only think about it alone. The most important thing now is to hide in the crowd and save his life.

Therefore, Chen Bizhen did not find a comfortable and luxurious inn, but lived in the most ordinary one in the corner of the market. Only when he got along with and talked with those residents did he truly appreciate the vastness of the world. He understood that everyone has their own advantages. Sorrows and joys, some people cherish the country, and some people live freely.

The dark night sky is clear and blue, there is a light yellow full moon in the sky, and the sky is like a sea full of stars. When the world is bright and peaceful, the events of those few days ago have finally become things that are allowed to be forgotten .

Thousands of sky lanterns were lit, and everyone was pious, and the night wind was cool, so the lights became cool too.

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