: 104. Lantern Festival

104. Lantern Festival
104. Shu Shu Lan Hui
After returning to the capital, Mo Xiu was busy dealing with the situation in the DPRK and the emperor's temptations all the time. Ye Li was busy dealing with the affairs of the palace and the training of the elites under the Heiyun Peak, but he put everything else aside. . It was not until Murong Ting and Leng Yuyu went to visit Ye Li that they thought that the cockroaches in Yongzhou had not finished yet. Murong Ting and Leng Yuyu naturally came in the name of visiting Wang Ding. In the border town, Murong Ting finally became a pro-Kun Yu-yu in the insistence of Murong Shen, and now he has returned to Beijing from the former Murong General. Missy became the second lady of the cold family. Murong Ting will be so fast and cold and Yu Yucheng, ink repair is absolutely impossible to get rid of. For this reason, Ye Li was very guilty about Murong Ting, until she saw that Murong Ting, who was still radiant, let go of her heart. It seems that Murong can still make himself happy and happy under any circumstances. In the cold, Yu Yuyu's infatuation with Murong Ting will not bully her.
"Murong, cold son, I am sorry to miss your wedding." Looking at the eyes still in red, the fascinating Murong Ting, Ye Liu apologized and laughed. Murong Ting did not care about the hand and smiled: "What are you sorry for, you are blaming someone else..." He said that he was still angry and dissatisfied, and he looked at him with a cold eyes, but his eyes were much more obvious. Some different kind of charm and the unique style of women that have never been seen before. Leng Yuyu's good temper smiled at Murong Ting and did not refute. Ye Liu looked at his eyes and only faintly shook his head and smiled. Murong’s temperament and cold temperament could be so inclusive. It seems that it is extremely deep in love. It is necessary to know that there is not much temper in Leng Yuyu’s temper.
Let Mo Xiuzhen and Leng Yuyu discuss the matter, Ye Li took Murong Ting to go and chat. Murong Ting looked at some doubts and looked at Leng Yuyu and Mo Xiuzhen who were not far away. She was not a stupid person. Although she was less than a month away from her life, she still felt her private cold. Haoyu is not the same as the people he has known before. Now I saw him sitting with Ding Wang and talking on the face. The look on her face is the seriousness and concentration she has never seen before. Murong Ting is more certain in her heart. If Leng Yuyu is really a blind child, even if he looks at the face of Ye Liu, he will never sit there and talk to him. "Murong, what happened?"
Murong Ting looked at her with some doubts: "Glass... Do you have anything to look at me?"
Ye Li raised an eyebrow and smiled at her and said: "Who do you think there is something for you?"
Murong Ting has some distressed words: "I think Leng Yuyu is not the same as the person I met before. Sometimes I doubt if I really know him." Although she returned to the house, she still showed up. Such as consistent love to eat, drink and play, ignore the world. But they are husband and wife, Murong Ting, how can they not know that many times, Leng Yuyu is busy in the study room until midnight, although no one knows what he is busy with.
Ye Liangyan looked quietly at Murong Ting and asked softly: "Mu Rong feels happy after becoming a relative? How about getting along with the cold two?"
Murong Ting stunned, his face was reddish and avoided the sight of Ye Liu, hesitantly said: "This... it seems that it is not so bad... Well, they are not wrong, anyway, I will marry sooner or later. He It’s the chosen person, although he has been arrogant, but he didn’t say anything to explain him... it shouldn’t be so bad. And he’s very good to me.
Ye Li smiles, it seems that the cold two sons have been stalking for so many years. It is not without effect. Looking back, I looked at the ink and did not forget to pay attention to this side of the cold, Yu Ye, said: "If you are so curious, why not ask him?" Murong Ting hated: "He has been crazy in front of me for so many years. Is it still necessary for me to ask him if he can't? This girl doesn't like it."
The other person's husband and wife are Ye Zi, and they don't interrupt, just smile and ask: "Is it still used in the cold house?"
Murong Ting suddenly squinted and looked at Ye Lidao: "There are few people in the world who have such good luck with Ali. I now know why Leng Yuyu doesn't like the cold home. That's not A place where normal people can stay." As soon as the newly married wife's family, Murong Ting, was resentful, it is now easy for someone to tell me that nature will not squat. I’m going to say it back to Beijing for a few days. The cold family is also a very famous family in the capital. This generation is even a cold Qingyu. At the age of twenty-six, it became the commander of the Imperial Academy. It can be said that it is the confidant of the emperor’s heart. He also has high hopes. In contrast, the famous singer of the cold two sons, Leng Yuyu, is naturally not valued. However, it was not until Murong Ting really married the cold family that he understood that the second son of Leng Yuyu was not taken seriously. Even the people with a little face in the house dare to make irresponsible remarks about this cold, and if there is no such thing as a person who is in the house, there will be such courage.
Murong Ting's character has never been able to swallow, and naturally he is not used to these people. After a few days, he does not know how many things have come out. The mother of the cold family is the mother of Leng Yuyu, who has never stood on their side, right or wrong. The original cold family who let Murong Ting admire the indifference and disdain for his younger brother also made Murong Ting a lot of anger. She is also looking at it with carelessness. The entire cold house does not have the place to be cold and cold. If there is always living in such an environment, no one will have any good temper.
Listening to Murong Ting's complaint, Ye Liu curiously smiled: "I remember that you didn't have a good impression of Leng Dagong before?" Not many times, I saw that every time Murong Ting couldn't help but take cold Qing Yuhe. Cold Yuyu makes a comparison. Ye Li did not come into contact with Leng Qingyu, but he also heard about the famous cold-faced son of the capital. It’s just that the cold home is the loyalty of the emperor. It’s obviously not a road to the palace, so there is no need to contact.
Murong Ting was unable to kneel in the chair, looking at the glass with pity. "Is there a saying that is not so... I can’t play close to the distance. It used to look far from the ground and it feels good, if there is Everyone takes three meals a day and despise you from the head to the feet. Even if you look at your eyes, you can't send them like a dirty thing." Ye Liu interestingly raised his eyebrows: "Cold Qingyu is so cold. "The son of the son?" Murong Ting shrugged: "In fact, in addition to the cold, he is the same, the whole family is like this to him. That ghost place I really can't wear it at all, but unfortunately... I can't run back now. Murong House went to live. Otherwise, I was told by outsiders that I still don’t know what rumors to send. But Leng Yuyu told me that when the wedding was over, he told me that we were buying a yard outside and moving out. ""
"Can the cold general agree?" asked Ye Liu. It is well known that the cold home is very concerned about the reputation of the family, although in addition to Leng Yuyu, such a rebellious person often puts the cold old generals to a Buddha and the Buddha is born. One of the most impressive things about the cold home in the capital is that the cold old general is the only one in the capital city that is not the aunt. The two sons under the knee are all from the cold lady. But many people know the same thing. In fact, the cold two sons are not the cold lady's own. The mother of the cold Erzi is the dowry girl around the cold lady, and she gave birth to the cold 皓宇, and she died. So, when she was born, she was born in the name of the cold lady, and it was also the nephew of the general of the town. It’s just that Mrs. Cold’s darling of the cold two sons is a petite scorpion.
Murong Ting whispered: "Leng Yuyu said that no problem should be no problem. I don't want to go to ask Ann every morning to be pulled and sighed. How cold and cold there is, no more bastard." Those people really are her Murong. Ting is a fool. Don't say that Leng Yuyu does not have the words that they said. Even if it is a cold wave, it is really a swaying wave. If she marries and marries, can she not even get together? It’s a big deal to throw Leng Yuyu into the army and let him adjust. She has no interest in discussing how bad her husband is with a group of idle women.
Ye Zi nodded and looked at Murong Ting and smiled: "You can believe him. The cold son has told you that he can solve it. It is most important to have mutual trust between husband and wife."
Murong Ting blinked and smiled at Ye Zidao: "Is it like you and the king? Hehe... In Yonglin, when the king was on the battlefield, he was on the battlefield and saved Wang Hao. I am When Yonglin was listening to a lot of people, I was afraid that the whole Jiangnan was spread all over the place. In Yonglin City, the girls were envious of the death of Wang.
Yeli helplessly gave her a look.
Over there, ink repair and cold 皓 皓 议 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便 便I no longer stayed up and said goodbye to Leng Yuyu. Leng Yuyu looked at the ink repairing on the side, and smiled at Ye Liu: "Wang Hao, Yu Yu heard that the new home of the Han family is now preparing some new business that hesitates, but I don’t know if there is any chance to mix it. On the last foot?
Ye Liu took a look at the ink repair and smiled.
The news of the cold two sons is really extraordinarily good.
Leng Yuyu did not care, laughing:
Businessmen naturally have some business channels. Let Wang Xi laugh."
Yeli said with a generous smile: "Since the cold son is interested in not going to talk to Han Gongzi, I am a handy treasurer."
Leng Yuyu smiled and said: "Wang Hao's talents and ideas are always surprising. Nothing can say anything. So, thank you Wang Xi. Thank you."
"Do not send."
Murong Ting looked at the two strangely. I don't quite understand what kind of business Leng Yuyu wants to do. Since it is a business with Han, why do you want to ask about it? But at least prove that Leng Yuyu is also planning to do business?
After sending away Murong Ting and Leng Yuyu, Ye Li turned back and looked at the look of some ugly ink repairs and raised his eyebrows: "How? What did you say unhappy about Leng Yuyu?"
Ink repaired her hand and took her into her arms. She scorned one thing: "What else can there be in addition to Yongzhou? Liu Jingyun and Guan Yu’s two wastes, holding more than 100,000 troops, were actually in the area of ​​Mojingli. Ten thousand people pressed their hands and did not fight back." Ye Li raised his eyebrows, "100,000 people? Mo Jingli split troops into the east?" Ink repaired nodded: "Yes, ink repairs were recruited from Zhangzhou. The 200,000-strong army wants to occupy the entire south of the Yunxiao River in the shortest possible time. It turned out to be nothing... Looking at the news sent from Yongzhou, there seems to be a very powerful figure in the inkfield of Mo Jingli. Liu Jingyun and Guan Yu played against each other. The two wastes were defeated in three battles. If Murong’s generals were to assist the troops in time, I was afraid that Yonglin City would be destroyed in their hands.

"The emperor is determined not to let the Mojia army go south, and your regenerating gas is useless." Ye Li raised his hand and patted his arm to comfort.
Ink repaired and sighed, "I know." Of course, he knows that Mo Jingyi would rather give the entire south of the Yunjiang River to Mo Jingyi and will never let the power of the King's House be touched. Therefore, the current act has become a battle in the South, and the two scraps have held more than 100,000 troops but no war. And the fixed Wangfu Department from the ink repair and timely in the hope of being able to swing the troops to the south but can only be idle in the army watching the anxious.
"Liu Jingyun has never been beaten, not to mention the command of more than 100,000 troops. That Guan is also a waste. The general of the town is now unwell at home, and the old country is high and cannot be trusted by the emperor. Not to mention the generals of His Majesty, I am afraid that Mo Jingli will not let them go to the battlefield if they occupy the entire Southern Emperor." Ye Li whispered.
Ink repaired and said: "There is a Murong general looking at the waste. As long as you don't be smart, you can support it for a few months. But... once Murongli really took over the South and turned back to deal with him, it was his death. Ye Liu frowned: "With the speed of Mo Jingli, really you should be still in Beibei at that time?" Mo Xiu shook his head and screamed with a little anger: "Forget it, they I like to toss them and let them toss them well. The king does not have time to pay attention to them. Mo Jingyi has something to do and avoids staring at the palace." Ye Liu said helplessly: "I am afraid that even if there are more things, he will Will not forget the king's house."
"Since he likes to stare at the Ding Wangfu, the king will let him see enough. Ali, let's go for a walk." A hand wrapped around the slender waist of the glass, ink repair whispered and turned around Take people out. Ye Liu looked puzzled and looked at the sky outside. "Where is the darkness, where are you going?" Mo Xiuxiao smiled and said: "When you go, you will know."
Walking in the stream of people flowing in the stream, living in Chujing for so many years, Ye Liu never knew that the night of Chu Jing could be so lively. This is not the place where the capitals of the capital like to go, but the markets where ordinary people gather. At the beginning of the night, the streets are lined with lanterns of various styles or simple or exquisite. On the street, people walked and laughed in twos and threes. Sure enough, it was a scene of peace and happiness. Ye Liang looked down at the hands of the two men, although there were lanterns everywhere, but it was not as bright as the day. Most of the people on this street are ordinary people, so they did not attract too much attention when they walked in the crowd. The most common one is that some people take a look at the mask on the face of Mo Xiu, and they are amazed at the attitude of the two.
"What day is it today?" Looking at the crowds of joy and joy, Ye Liyi asked in curiosity in the arms of Mo Xiu.
Ink repaired her hand and carefully held her in her arms. He whispered: "It’s not a special day. There is a night market night in Beijing. This day, the curfew will be two hours later than usual. So this is also a lively day in the capital. This is the tradition of the capital, Ali does not know?" Ye Li silently, she really does not know that there is such a day in the capital. In the face of ink repair, she smiled and said: "Playing with these people is totally different from those of the nobles. I came here almost every month when I was young. So I always wanted to bring you together." Ye Li looked up at him and smiled lightly: "If there is still space, then we will come every month. It is really boring in the capital."
Looking at the beautiful face of the leaves under the lights, Mo Xiu took her into the arms and smiled on her shoulders. "Well, if Ali likes it, we will come every month."
The passing pedestrians watched a handsome man in the crowd carefully guarding a delicate and graceful woman in his arms. Looking at a woman's clothes is obviously a married woman. In the eyes of everyone, this pair of monks must be a newly married couple. I couldn’t help but show a kind smile.
Ink repaired the familiarity of Ye Liu in the flow of people. Although it has not been seen for many years, the change of the Lantern Festival does not seem to be big. Mo Xiuqiu still finds his goal. A small stall that looks a little sloppy. The stall owner is a gray-haired old man who is carefully arranging the lanterns one by one on the shelf. It’s just that the old man is not too young. He tried to hang it in the highest place with a gorgeous lotus lamp trembled several times. Ink repaired and stood next to him, reaching out and picking up the lanterns in the hands of the old man. The old man was a glimpse. When he looked back, he saw a pair of precious men and women standing in front of him. The old man looked at the ink repair and couldn't help but frowned. "Thank you for the son... This son looks familiar. The old man seems to have seen the son..." Mo Xiuxiao smiled and said: "I used to come here a few years ago. However, I bought a lot of lanterns here at the old gentleman. It is no wonder that the old gentleman looked familiar."
The old man hurriedly waved his hand: "The little old man can't be a gentleman. The son is going to visit the lantern with his wife. Can you buy a lantern to enjoy?"
The lady’s word clearly made the ink repairing very pleasant. I looked at the glass in the side and pointed to the pair of plain lanterns on the side:
There are two.
The old man looked at the two. People, the ladies of these two sons are not very gorgeous, but the old man has sold the lanterns for most of his life. Naturally, there are many people who have come and gone. These two people will know that they are noble people, and they don’t look like people who will look at such simple lanterns. Ye Li also understood the old man's thoughts and smiled and said: "Just these two. It seems that the plain and elegant are also chic."
When the old man saw that the two seemed to really want these two simple lanterns, they nodded and took the lanterns and handed them over. Yeli is in the hand, it is a very ordinary lantern, the workmanship is still exquisite, but compared with other strange shapes of flowers and birds, it is just a normal rule. Even the paper outside is used to make some flowers and grass paste on ordinary white paper. It may be that the remaining materials are barely spelled out after the other lights are finished. Ink repaired and took the lantern in the hand of Ye Liu and looked at it. She smiled and turned to pick up the old man’s pen and ink on it. After a while, she stopped the pen quite satisfied and nodded and handed the lantern back to Yeli. . Ye Liu looked down and painted a sly woman by painting the original white sketch. Or hold a roll or an eyebrow, or a flower or a sword. Although it was only a few strokes, it made people feel that the beautiful appearance of the woman was on the paper. The lamp that seemed to be monotonous and boring suddenly turned into a beautiful beauty lantern.
Ye Liu looked at the lantern in his hand and looked at the other side of the lips and smiled. Take the pen and outline it on another lamp. She used the time to be longer than the ink repair, and ink repair did not care, patiently standing and waiting for her to finish painting. When Ye Liu handed the painted lantern to him, he repaired his eyebrows with some surprises. On the lantern, a man jumped into the horse and made an imposing manner. Ye Liu did not draw a few words like the ink repair. Only the man who jumped into the volley was as aggressive as the of war. This is the scene outside of Yonglin City that day, and Mo Xiuyu looked at the face of the lantern in his hand with a deeper smile. "I was like this in the eyes of Ali?"
Ye Li Jiao Yan is red, and he mentions his own beauty lanterns. "I don't know how to express my heart when I don't like it."
Ink repaired and laughed: "How can I not like it, I will definitely collect it." Looking at the people on the lantern, Mo Xiu has more joy in his eyes. He never knew that he was actually in the eyes of Ari. It is such an imposing manner that the spirit is compelling.
After taking the money and paying to the old man who was watching the two of them painting their own lanterns, Mo Xiuzhen took the hand of the glass again and walked forward. The old man who looked at the gods looked down at his hand and was able to match the broken silver he spent all night buying lanterns. The eyes flashed and flashed as if I was a little excited about what I looked up. "Yes... it turned out to be..." What did you still say? The old man looked at the pair of backs that were drifting away. A few years ago, there was also a young boy who was eager to fly, and he came to him every month to buy lanterns. But every time a teenager will only pick the most common and worst one, but each time he will give a silver with two good lanterns. It took him a long time to understand that the boy was watching his old man alone, worried that he would not be able to sell it before he picked the worst one. It was only a few years ago that the boy never appeared again...