Qingluo Jinghe

Chapter 137 The common people of Shengshangming Le'an Tianyun dark rats are greedy ([-])

Just now when troops were ordered to go to Changning, Emperor Li Jing took this opportunity to cancel the mid-autumn banquet over the years. No matter it was the Tai Chi Palace or the ministers, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, those ministers who wanted to show off this time and again were naturally reluctant from the bottom of their hearts.

Because she was worried about Changning, Queen Ye Jiafu was worried all day because of her cousin's death and her niece joining the army. There was not even a family banquet in the Tai Chi Palace. I took a break early.

As for the common people's homes in the entire Dali outside the palace, it is even more lively than the annual bustle - worshiping the moon and eating cakes, lighting lamps and watching the tide, and staying up all night.

The spring tide on the Qiantang side may be tiresome to the local people, but it is what the literati are interested in. Composing poems and lyrics, regardless of whether it is clothed in brocade, they all call themselves immortals from heaven and earth.

"In ancient times, there was a saying 'the spring river tide connects the sea level', but the text is sad and gloomy. Now the autumn tide is [-] feet high, but the river is clear and the sea is flat."

"It's a pity that conquests are inevitable, and natural disasters still exist. I don't know if it's because the heavens don't want to see the people's well-being, or because these barbarian countries around me don't want to see me, Li Antai."

The people who moved here cared about their homeland, and the common people only wanted to keep warm.Looking at the girl, Erlang, who was chasing the moon by the river, I think that this winter, I will not be able to find the bones frozen to death on the road.

The tide of the Qiantang River draws with the moon, trying to climb the sky, maybe there is an osmanthus garden in the moon, or maybe it is an apricot feast in the fairy garden, but it is called a river tide, trying to attract talents from the world to heaven.

The past few days have been a rare high and refreshing autumn, there is no autumn rain that brings the cold into the country, and there is no rustling autumn wind with dark clouds and half-rolled wind, but the lights that cover the river channel illuminate the big Li at this moment.

Flower lanterns, river lanterns, bright moon, a layer of silver and white dots sprinkled with golden light, outlined the appearance of Dali Jingzhao.

"What wish did Luoer make?"

"You can't tell my brother, it won't work if you talk about it."

"Okay, okay, wait until it comes true, then Luo Er will tell brother Wei."

The family of the great general who protects the country clustered in the crowd and set up river lanterns.Except for the health of the family, the wishes made by the family are naturally not for themselves.

"Be careful, don't get your clothes wet, you'll catch a cold then."

"Don't run, just stand there."

"You're not afraid of falling into the river!"

There are many parents around who bring their children to set off river lanterns, and when they go out, the parents will chase after any child who doesn't like to have fun, for fear that the child will bump into it if they don't pay attention.

Qingluo's family let go of the river lantern and watched from the bank. The riverside is lively and the people are happy. It is quite worthwhile for the family to protect the country and the border.

"Don't run, the river is very wet. You will catch a cold if you fall in it. You can't go out during the day."

I don't know whose children are playing around with lanterns, but it makes both parents worry.

Seeing the two children chasing and running, Qingpu smiled and said, "Luoer, do you remember doing this when you were young?"

"Huh?" Qing Luo was stunned, "I don't remember."

"At that time, His Royal Highness Li Chong snatched your lamp and ran in front, and you chased after him. In the end, there was a commotion. His clothes were dirty, and his father turned black. He couldn't do anything to you."

This should have happened many years ago, children at the age of three or two can't remember things clearly, and their memories of childhood are only a few incomplete pictures, Qing Luo thinks about it, probably there is such a thing...

"Don't talk about the past, my father will blame me for teasing you."

Qing Luo smiled, naturally she didn't care about her brother making such jokes with her.

After staying for a while, as it got darker, the family planned to go back to the house. Just two steps away, they heard someone calling for help from the riverside.

"Son, don't tell you to run by the river, why don't you listen to what your parents say!"

(End of this chapter)