Supervised by the Lightmaking Bureau, thousands of lamps such as glass, jade, carousel, dragon lantern, paper-paste lantern, etc., which have been prepared since the twelfth lunar month, are extremely innovative and compete for the glory of the street outside Changle Gate. The smoke lingers like five-color auspicious clouds, and the lights shine brightly on the world. A terrace is set up outside Changle Gate, and the stage is being staged.

Accompanied by the palace musicians, dozens of singers wearing colorful clothes danced on the terrace, and people around them shouted in a constant stream. However, because they came too late, the people were already gathered in front of them. Many fathers asked their children to ride on their necks to look at the terrace in order to make their children happy. Jiang Erye and Ya, who were late, were standing behind the crowd, and could only see the sleeves raised by the singers.

This is completely different from what Mr. Jiang imagined. The scene where he brought Yazheng to watch the lantern dance elegantly, which made Mr. Jiang feel embarrassed. If it were elsewhere in Kang'an City, Mr. Jiang took off his mask and could have mixed up with popularity and smile to the front row. But this is outside the palace gate, and Longsui was still sitting on Xuande Tower. He didn't have the courage to sway under Longsui's nose. Mr. Jiang was watching from side to side, and could not find a place where he and Yazheng could climb up and look into the distance. He just stood there and saw that others were leaving in shame.

No one does Jiang Erye want to choose!

Seeing Mr. Jiang standing stiffly, Yazheng took the initiative to relieve the situation and raised his voice slightly - because the people were crowded here, and the sound could not be heard. "Mr. Er., I am a little thirsty. Can we go find a quiet place to drink a cup of tea and watch the lights?"

Mr. Jiang Er took out a few pieces of orange candy to coax the child from his sleeve and handed it to Yazheng, "This candy can produce salivation and quench thirst."

"Thank you, Master II." Mrs. Yazheng picked up a piece, lifted up the corner of the mask and put it in her mouth. The sweet and sour taste spread in her mouth. It was really good. She raised her hand and pointed to Aoshan, which was stacked with lamps in the distance, and suggested, "Second Master, look at the five-foot-sized five-color glass Su Lantern on Aoshan. Is it a picture of Chang'e ascension or a picture of the three immortals running to the moon? Is it okay to see it at Aoshan at this distance?"

Mr. Jiang, who was taller than Yazheng, looked at Aoshan, and there were also shoulder to shoulder. When Yazheng got closer, she saw not the lights but more backs. So Mr. Jiang became angry.

He has seen these lanterns several times, but nothing new, but she is different. She is a lonely woman and has a calm temperament. She must have never seen such a scene. Now the lanterns are near, and she brought them to her, but she cannot let others enjoy them. It is really not interesting!

It’s all the blame for those guys who carry the kids!

Do these guys show off their children or show off their strength? Show off their children, who can be smarter and more beautiful than his Liuer? Show off their strength, can they carry a child and a child, and can they compete with themselves?

So, Mr. Jiang bowed his head and said to Yazheng, "If you like the lamp on Aoshan, I will go to the lampmaking bureau tomorrow to bring you a lamp to play. Let's watch the terrace dance tonight."

"good."

Ya was just responding and looking up at the tiger-headed hat on the little kid in front of him, she heard the second master say again, "There are many people here, I'll hold you up and see."

Ah? Mrs. Yamatsu was stunned, and then her face turned red quickly, "Second Master, I can't do it..."

"You wear a mask, no one can recognize you. Hold my hat, don't worry, you won't fall." Mr. Jiang Er held Yazheng's slender waist with both hands and lifted her up with a little force. Mrs. Yazheng was dizzy and hurriedly held Jiang Er's hat, her face so hot that it was about to burn the mask.

When he picked it up, he realized that Mrs. Yazheng was not much heavier than Liu'er. Mr. Jiang felt pity and raised her up and asked her to sit on her right shoulder. He looked up and asked, "Can you see?"

Yazheng, who stood the highest on Heng Street, nodded quickly, "You can see..."

"Okay, let's just watch it."

"Second Master, this is impossible..." Yamatsu was in a panic.

"Your Madam said it would be done." Mr. Jiang was very determined and glanced at the men who were staring at him proudly, "What do you think? I love my wife. If you don't accept it, you will take your wife and take your child up!"

"Dad, I want it too!"

"Husband, I also have to watch the dance of the colorful clothes and feathers!"

"Husband, look at him!"

"I want it too!"

“…”

The continuous begging and complaining sounded, and the men who refused to lose face gritted their teeth and stretched out their arms. One by one, children climbed up on their father's shoulders, and their wives hugged their husband's head. Seeing this, Erye Jiang, who was already taller than others, raised Yazheng up again, so among the people who were gathered, Yazheng was still the highest. She cast envious eyes from all directions. Madam Yazheng went from panic to shy, from shy to dizziness, from dizziness to touch, and tears crawled out of her eyes one by one.

The last time I watched the lantern like this, I was in my father's arms. My childhood memories were blurred, and she had forgotten what it felt. Now, there were countless lanterns outside Changle Gate in front of me, and the singing girl dancing on the terrace was the most beautiful scenery Yazheng had ever seen in his life; the one who picked her up steadily was her fiancé, Kang Ancheng's most handsome man, and the best man in the world.

Compared with Mr. Jiang who was calm and calm on his shoulders, the men around him with a red face and thick neck, and his arms were sore and trembling, and some people couldn't help it and whispered to Mr. Jiang, "Let's discuss it, will you put your wife down?"

Mr. Jiang, who is not wearing a mask, is very arrogant. Mr. Jiang, who is wearing a mask, is so arrogant that he is lawless. "I have brought my wife to come to the singing and dancing. She hasn't seen enough yet. I feel so embarrassed to put it down?"

What you want is not face, but our life! The man in brocade clothes holding his wife on the other side of Mr. Jiang discussed with him, "I'll buy wine for you five taels of silver, brother, put your wife down!"

Is your five taels of silver short of your money? Mr. Jiang snorted, "Five thousand taels, otherwise you won't be able to talk!"

You think beautifully! The man in brocade trembled so much that his wife couldn't even bear it. Mr. Jiang Er held the woman who was about to fall on him with his left hand and said gently, "Madam, be careful, there are people under his feet."

The man fell, and several people around him were hit unsteadily, and several young women who were being held by her husband and watched the singing and dancing returned to the ground.

"Thank you, young master." The young woman who was supported by Mr. Jiang was so angry that she bent down and helped her husband up. After patting him the dirt on his body, she twisted his ear and scolded, "Is I very heavy? Look at him, look at you again! You are much stronger than this young master. Why can't you hold him anymore?!"

That's it! Mr. Jiang raised the corners of his mouth and held Yazheng upwards.

Seeing this, the men who were complaining next to him wanted to come and kick him down. On the Xuande Building of Changlemen, Jing Hedi, who saw all this, patted the railings and laughed loudly.
Chapter completed!