Fireworks bloomed, pushing the festive atmosphere to a climax.
No one was running around, they all stopped to watch. Many people who saw this kind of fireworks for the first time couldn't help but exclaimed.
Li Shimin was the emperor, and the fireworks he staged were not a small show like Chen Jingke's. The scale was at least ten times larger than the one on New Year's Eve.
The visual impact it brought was naturally greater. Even Chen Jingke himself was attracted, let alone people from the Tang Dynasty who had never seen it in the "market".
But after everyone came to their senses, louder cheers rang out, and the dancers on the street seemed to be more motivated, and their movements obviously sped up a lot.
Literary poets and talented women who love literature and art have started a new round of poems with fireworks as the theme.
Everyone at the top of the imperial city also put aside their little calculations and concentrated on admiring the grand scene in front of them. The children had the simplest minds, and they screamed loudly.
Normally, if they behave like this, they will definitely be scolded by the adults. But today, no one found them annoying, and no one thought they were disrespectful. Instead, they thought they were just children.
Princess Jinyang was still very excited when she saw the fireworks again and insisted on setting off the fireworks. Chen Jingke was a little embarrassed, it must be impossible to go down.
Moreover, there are so many people on the city wall, what should they do if other children want to go down too? Being special is sometimes not a good thing.
So he could only comfort him: "There are too many people down there, what if we get separated? Little Sizi will never see me and Aye, mother again. I will make fireworks in a few days,
How about we put it together again?"
Princess Jinyang looked at the fireworks, then at Li Shimin and Changsun Wugou, and made a difficult choice: "Well, I won't go down."
Chen Jingke breathed a sigh of relief and praised: "Little Sizi is so good."
Looking at the innocent little Sizi, he felt very complicated. As a normal person, he really had no intention of becoming an alchemist.
In the past, Changsun Wugou would always give him the little Sizi, and he just thought he was asking him to help take care of the child. After all, no matter how well-behaved and cute the child is, it is still very annoying to have it with you every day.
It is a very happy thing to find someone to replace you occasionally.
But since the last time Xiao Sizi Tongyan Wuji, Changsun Wugou has made fun of them several times, even in front of outsiders.
Even if he reacts slowly, he still knows that something is wrong. If he knows a little about the rules of this era, he can guess her true plan.
She actually wants him to... bah, marry Xiao Sizi.
When he guessed the truth, you can imagine how confused he was in his heart. He once privately slandered Cheng Huailiang as an alchemist scumbag, but he didn't expect that he would join this ranks in a blink of an eye.
reject?
Forget it, he's not really stupid, he knows very well what the consequences of rejection will be.
He knew better the reason why the empress asked him to marry Xiao Sizi. The main reason was illness, and no one could rest assured that the safety of his family would be in the hands of an outsider.
Then there is the knowledge in his mind, which is likely to be related to the future of Datang, and a stronger bond must be used to stabilize the relationship between the two parties.
Marriage is the most appropriate and most commonly used method.
Also, based on how much Li Shimin and eldest grandson Wugou loved little Sizi, he felt that the couple wanted him to take care of the child for them.
After all, she was unlucky enough to inherit the disease from her parents. Is there anyone better suited to take care of her than him?
But this may not be a wise decision. He clearly said that both parents have asthma, and the probability of passing it on to their children is six times that of normal people.
It can only be said that people are selfish. In the eyes of the emperor and the empress, the daughter is the most important. As for the grandson... If both parents have asthma, they can still live well. What will happen to them if they have asthma?
Let's speculate maliciously, if Chen Jingke's biological child also suffered from high blood pressure and asthma, then he would be more attentive to research treatment methods.
When the time comes, all the royal family will have to do is keep a close eye on his child, and the royal family will take whatever medicine he gives to his child. This is more reliable than any marriage or the like.
Of course, this is just malicious speculation, and no one knows the real situation.
Do you want to say that he likes Xiao Sizi?
That's impossible. He's not a pervert. He has always treated her as half a daughter and half a sister.
But if you ask him if he can accept Xiao Sizi as his wife, he will say without hesitation that he will definitely accept it.
She is well-behaved and cute, with pink makeup and elegant makeup. She will definitely be a beauty when she grows up. She is also the empress’s favorite little cotton-padded jacket... who wouldn’t like it.
But he has to wait until she grows up - regardless of whether it is illegal or not, he prefers Sister Yu with an S-shaped figure.
Anyway, after traveling through time, not only did he enjoy a soft life, but he was also about to start a loli training program.
Think about it, it’s a real punishment.
The energy of children is far less than that of adults. Although the little Sizi was so happy and excited when the fireworks first started, he started yawning within two quarters of an hour.
Then the little body unknowingly shrank in Chen Jingke's arms and fell asleep.
Chen Jingke was not in a hurry, he knew someone would come and take over.
Sure enough, the nanny and the maid came over with a big cloak and put it on him, and then wrapped the little Sizi with the big cloak.
After about a quarter of an hour, after confirming that the little girl was sleeping well, he carefully picked her up and carried her down the imperial city tower back to the palace.
After his future wife left, Chen Jingke suddenly felt that staying here was meaningless, but he couldn't leave just like that, so he could only find a place to sit down and wait for the Lantern Festival to end.
There were also fireworks blooming in the distance in the direction of Zixiao Temple. The scale was incomparable to that of the Imperial City, but Chen Jingke wanted to watch it there more.
That's my home field, and almost all the people I'm close to are there. It's happiest to be with your own people during the holidays.
He thought again of the Queen and the Wu Chang sisters. They had begun to look forward to the fireworks after hearing about them, and they must be very happy now.
Just when he was thinking wildly, a Taoist priest came over and said: "The Blessed Immortal Lord, with the beautiful scenery during the festival, wouldn't it be a waste of such beautiful scenery for Chen Zhenren to sit here alone?"
Chen Jingke looked up and saw that he knew the person coming, Li Chunfeng, the famous magic stick of the Tang Dynasty. This was not the first time they had met, but this was the first time they had talked alone.
He is very curious about this magic stick. Can he really see into the future?
However, compared to pushing back pictures, prophecies, etc., he was more concerned about the mantra that Li Chunfeng recited just now.
This is a unique habit of the Zixiaoguan lineage. Although many Taoist priests have learned to imitate it, the master Li Chunfeng was the first to use it directly in front of him.
Does this mean that he agrees with the reforms of the Zixiaoguan lineage?
Thinking of this, he became faintly excited. After all, it was Li Chunfeng: "Master Li, please sit down. I wonder why Master Li wants to see me?"