The plan always couldn't keep up with the changes. Just when Wang was still thinking about how to give Yu Lingyan a big surprise on the stage on the first night of the New Year, the beauty was already secretly sad and turned into a river.

Looking at the Jiujiang Princess Li Qingcheng, who was filled with happy smiles like stars holding the moon, Yu Lingyan felt pain inside. One was the princess of a priest who was a priest, and the other was just a fifth-rank record of joining the army. Anyone would choose a princess, how could he blame the king?

But what she didn't know was that in Wang Ye's eyes, Li Qingcheng was just a naughty little sister. Although she had fantasies, it was just a man's instinct. But what Wang Ye wanted most was her. Now the two were separated by two places, but they could not communicate with each other.

As for the son-in-law of the saint or the son-in-law of the small official, these are all over the place in the king who has backers in both worlds. To be honest, the king did not regard anyone as more important than Yu Lingyan. Since Yu Lingyan's look back at the Tingyu Attic, the king vowed to chase her, but he did not do anything good to make people.

"Lingyan? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Changsun Wugui couldn't help but ask worriedly when he saw Yu Lingyan's look in dismay.

When Yu Lingyan heard her voice, she knew that she was rude, but she replied with a smile: "Lingyan greets Princess Qin. Thank you for your concern. Lingyan... Lingyan is just preparing for the poetry meeting later, and is thinking about what poem title the saint will issue this year!"

Changsun Wugui looked at her intriguingly and said, "Good news came from Jiangnan. Li Xiaogong defeated the rebels such as Fu Gongyu. My Tang Dynasty was truly unified. I think the topic should be almost the same. If Ling Yan could trust me, he would consider it more in this direction."

"In this way, Ling Yan thanked the princess. God blessed me, the Tang Dynasty, and the holy grace favored the people of my Tang Dynasty. As if the people were in great peace today, the people would not have to be displaced and hungry in honeysuckle."

"Ling Yan is indeed kind, and he said it right. In recent years, the saints fought for great cause. Last year, the Turks burned, killed and looted the northern line of our Tang Dynasty, causing heavy losses to our Tang Dynasty and the people to be displaced. If it weren't for General Qin, General Cheng and the royal city lord, vigorously building workshops to take in refugees, this year would probably not have been so lively."

"The princess has a clear understanding of the fact that the workshop is indeed a place of great kindness. It only took a month to solve the problem of refugees that the civil and military officials in the court could not solve for a year. Ling Yan also admired it very much."

At this time, Li Qingcheng, surrounded by a bunch of long-tongued women, finally left the tiger's mouth. Seeing Yu Lingyan and Changsun Ersan chatting, he also came over and asked softly in Yu Lingyan's ear: "Sister Lingyan, when will the fireworks sent by the bad guy be taken out?"

Yu Lingyan saw Li Qingcheng coming, and his originally soothing mind was stirred again. When he heard Li Qingcheng talk about the fireworks sent by Wang Ye, he felt a little lonely in an instant. He originally thought that such a magical thing should be unique, but he didn't expect that Princess Jiujiang also had one, alas, this bad guy who killed thousands of swords.

"Princess, don't be anxious, that's bad... The king's city lord said it would be a good time to wait until the moon rises. It's too early now."

"Hehe, that's right. Do you think these fireworks are really that magical? It's a magical way to interpret the blooming of flowers in a hundred feet of air." Li Qingcheng imagined the effect of the fireworks setting off with a cute look on his face.

At this time, the Changsha Princess and Xiangyang Princess also came over. Originally, the Crown Princess and Princess Qi wanted to come over, but when they saw Changsun Wugui were there, they returned to their seats.

Princess Xiangyang heard the conversation between the two and asked, "Stupid girl, what are you talking nonsense? Where do you think of the gods in this world?"

Seeing that the eldest and second sisters who loved her the most came, Li Qingcheng quickly retorted with a smile: "Sister doesn't believe it? Then let's take a look, right? Sister Lingyan."

Yu Lingyan was still thinking about Wang Ye. When she saw Li Qingcheng ask him again, she quickly smiled and said, "Yeah."

Several people started chatting around the fireworks. Seeing that the food and food were about to be cold, Changsun Wugui asked everyone to take their seats quickly. The group stopped the conversation, which indirectly saved the embarrassing Yu Lingyan.

For a moment, the entire backyard was filled with cups, and several famous brothel dancers in the capital also came to the venue to show off their beautiful dance moves to the girls.

The same scene was of course performed in the Suzaku Hall, but the dancers here dressed less and were lighter.

Soon, the sky was already dimming, and the entire Zhuque Street was illuminated by headlights. Chang'an people who had just eaten snacks gathered here to wait for the beginning of the New Year's Eve poetry meeting.

I saw a giant stage two feet high in the middle of Zhuque Street. There was a row of long cases on both sides of the front of the stage. The four treasures of the study were already placed on the case, and the rice paper was neatly laid on the case and pressed with paperweight.

At the Xu hour, Li Yuan and all officials appeared on the terrace of the Zhuque Building, while Li Er, Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin stood on both sides of him. This was what Li Yuan asked. Since he could not wear it, he could use the three of them to pack their pussy.

"The emperor arrived..." Peng Hai's qi was in the Dantian, and this sound was so loud that it was too long.

For a time, the little eunuchs distributed on both sides of Zhuque Street also imitated Peng Hai's voice and shouted that the emperor was here.

The people and the talented and beautiful women who were originally curiously looking at the tall stage were all hurriedly kneeling down: "Long live my emperor, God bless the Tang Dynasty."

Li Yuan looked at the crowded Zhuque Street under the city tower, and smiled and shouted flat.

At this time, the female relatives in the backyard also arrived on the city tower one after another, and just missed the scene of tens of thousands of people kneeling down at the same time. The imperial concubines walked to their respective men, and the ministers and wives also found their husbands.

The Changsha Princess and Xiangyang Princess took a group of younger brothers and sisters to Li Yuan: "My son wishes my father a blessing, I wish my Tang Dynasty a long life and prosperity, and peace and prosperity."

Li Yuan smiled and looked at his children and quickly asked them to get up. Compared to the three princes fighting in the nest, these simple children were more worry-free.

"Huh? Where is that girl from Jiujiang?" Li Yuan also loved his naughty daughter very much. He didn't expect that he would not come to pay his respects to him on New Year's Eve, and he felt a little unhappy.

At this time, Changsun Wugui, who was standing next to Li Er, spoke, "Don't blame him, Father, Qingcheng said that there was a gift to him personally, and asked him to look at the high platform." After that, he pointed to the stage in the center of Zhuque Street.

Li Yuan looked at it and asked in confusion: "I was still wondering just now. Why did there be an extra stage this year? It's still so high? Could it be that the girl Qingcheng's work?"

"That's right, Father, look, Qingcheng has already climbed to the high platform." Changsun Wugui pointed to the stage and said.

Li Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the stage. It was really the Princess Li Qingcheng of Jiujiang. The person next to him was Yu Lingyan. He scolded him worriedly: "Hmm? It's really Qingcheng, you're just a fool. You don't have to worry about falling down when you run such a high place. Erlang, go and dissuade him quickly."

Li Er quickly stood up and explained: "Father, don't be impatient, let's see what Qingcheng wants. Moreover, there are imperial guards around the high platform, so Qingcheng can be safe."

Changsun Wugui, who was standing beside him, saw that Li Qingcheng and Yu Lingyan had already climbed up to the platform, took a lantern from the maid beside him and shook it left and right to the platform, but saw that there was also a lantern on the platform opposite him swaying left and right. It turned out that this was the secret code that the two had agreed on in the morning.

Changsun Wugui handed the lantern to the maid next to him, walked to Li Yuan, and said respectfully: "Father, please pay attention to the sky above the platform."

"Hmm? Over the sky?" Before Li Yuan could be confused, Li Qingcheng and Yu Lingyan on the opposite side took out a fire note at the same time, squatted down and clicked on a strange box.

During the breath, a huge roar came, followed by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and a vermilion fireball rose to the sky, chubby. A huge flame flower bloomed in the sky, and the colorful fire light illuminated the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, which was also shocked, so the people watching the sky, and even a few timid old men were scared and urinated without knowing it.

Next, loud noises followed by fireworks, and fireworks continued to bloom in the sky. Everyone looked at this magical scene with a dull look on their faces. This strange scene was hailed as the auspiciousness of the Tang Dynasty's true take-off and has been remembered forever in history books in later generations.
Chapter completed!