Chai Chai released his telekinesis and tried his best to hold on to the door, with an expression on his face that was uglier than crying.
Huh——
A gust of evening wind blew through the courtyard, causing ripples on the surface of the swimming pool.
Jia Luo, who was pushing the door, shivered and felt a little cold, so he put down his arms in a daze.
As soon as I let go, I forgot what I was doing. After standing blankly for a few seconds, I suddenly returned to the recliner and lay down. I picked up the blanket and wrapped myself tightly.
Falling asleep like a caterpillar.
"..."
Chai Chai, who was observing through the crack in the door, was dumbfounded. He smacked his lips, put down his arms, and took half a step back.
Maybe Jia Luo was also in pain deep down in his heart. After seeing the prosperity of Chang'an, he had to return to the barbaric and desolate grassland.
The friends I met in Chang'an may never have the chance to meet again in this life.
Maybe when we meet again, we will already be on the battlefield, with swords facing each other, and one side will surely fall.
Chai Chai sighed softly in his heart, but heard the sound of tapping footsteps outside the study.
Qiu Feng used his mind power to carry the cooked sobering soup back to the living room, used the Liliang Talisman to cool it down slightly, and fed Jia Luo to drink it.
After the medicine took effect and Jialuo became more awake, Qiu Feng blushed and said to the study door: "Then... let's go back to Furong Garden first? Pay attention to the time. It's almost time to bring Cuiqiao over.
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There are many palace painters at the wedding scene, painting the people and scenery. It would be bad to miss them."
"Yeah."
Chai Chai nodded, remembered something, and added: "By the way, when you go out, please tell the driver of the carriage at the door and let him go back to Furong Garden first. Then Chai Chai and I will take another carriage.
Past."
"Yeah."
Qiu Feng helped Jialuo up, walked through the courtyard, and walked out of the mansion.
Chai Chai leaned against the wooden door and listened carefully to the movement outside. After confirming that there was no sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and gently pushed the door open a gap.
He stretched out his fingers and took in the gift Qiu Feng hung on the door.
"This is..."
Chai Chai opened his mouth and looked at the exquisite sachet in his hand.
She also has some knowledge of the textile techniques of Yu State.
This kind of peacock fabric is gorgeous and gorgeous, and it is extremely time-consuming and laborious to weave. It is the highest-end luxury product.
The sachet has been a symbol of friendship since ancient times, and its meaning is self-evident.
Even for open-minded academy disciples, it takes considerable courage and determination to give such a gift.
Master, are you really, um... a heinous sinner?
Chai Chai was thinking about suitable idioms in his mind, and subconsciously tightened the sachet a little tighter.
Where are you?
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In the Hibiscus Garden, hundreds of flowers bloom and the lights are brightly lit.
A towering lamp tower is the center of all light.
It is two hundred feet high, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. The main structure is made of light wood and steel.
Lamp holders of various shapes are installed on it, wrapped in gorgeous colored silk and inlaid with gold and silver decorations.
Windproof talismans are rolled up into flower shapes and affixed around the lamp holder to isolate the wind from high places and protect the lights from going out.
The steel central axis at the top of the lamp tower drives the wheel to rotate slowly, causing the surrounding lights to undulate and rotate, illuminating the Furong Garden.
Under the lamp tower, there are tents built with thin curtains. The tops of the tents are shaped like a herringbone, and some have embroidered tents hanging on them.
There are long tables placed in the tent, with guests sitting on both sides, and drinks and food placed on the tables.
This is the traditional form of the Yu State banquet - since the scale of the wedding banquet is usually large and cannot be arranged in the house, tents will be set up with curtains in the spacious courtyard to entertain guests, relatives and friends.
The so-called gorgeous curtains are reflected in the flying snow, and the red curtain is stretched in the front courtyard. The green curtains are on the two steps, like the majestic purple pole.
However, most ordinary people hold wedding banquets in courtyards and gardens.
As for the wedding of His Royal Highness the King of Yue, the entire lotus garden was reserved.
The roof of the curtains is one continuous piece, with almost no place to stand.
Looking around, they are all noble people wearing gorgeous clothes, drinking and laughing.
"Qiluo clothes shine in the late spring, and the golden peacock and silver unicorn are frowning."
Under a certain curtain belonging to the Academy area,
Yang Yu felt this and couldn't help but use the rhinoceros horn-encrusted gold chopsticks in his hand to knock the jade bowl containing the purple hump and said: "What's on my head? The green leaves on the temples hang down..." p>
"Miss Yuyan and her parents went to sit down at the official's house. Please stop reading bad poems here, okay?"
Li Wei took a big bite of the snowflake-shaped beef cubes wrapped in Nanyue Guojiang sauce and said vaguely: "No one listened."
"This is "Beauty's Journey" by Du Gongbu. Are you literate?"
Yang Yu glanced at his friend with disdain and sighed, "They say that after being admitted to the Academy, one will not care about their past status. It's all lies.
When it comes to a banquet, sit wherever you should."
It was obviously a wedding banquet, but not many people were sitting under the tent of the academy where he had lived for three years.
Needless to say, Li Leling, as a princess and a good friend of the bride, naturally lives on the Ziyun Tower at the highest point of Furong Garden - that is the official venue for the wedding.
The emperor and queen, the prince and princess, princes and princesses, court ministers, envoys from various countries, cardinals, and teachers from the academy are also in Ziyun Tower.
Downstairs in Ziyun, according to relationship and importance,
Many curtains were arranged.
Yong Hongzhong's grandfather is General Youwuwei, his father is the governor of Xiangzhou, and his aunt is a princess. It is natural that he should go to the official area.
Ji Linglang's father is the prefect of Zhenzhou, and she is also the daughter of an official family, while her brother He Fanshuang is the prince Zuo Chunfang Zuo Chunfang Zhongyun.
Counting it all together, among their group of friends,
Only Yang Yu and Li Wei are not official disciples and are not qualified to go to other tents.
Li Wei said casually: "Won't there be a sunrise later? Is he going to come too?"
"..."
Yang Yu looked at him with even more contempt, "Risheng can enter and leave the Daming Palace at will, can you? Even the princes and daughters who are born every year have to be given to Risheng to hug him and take advantage of his blessing.
Of course you have to go to Ziyun Tower on this occasion.
What's more, hey, Her Royal Highness the Princess is also interested in him. Maybe tonight, Your Majesty will take advantage of the big day to settle the matter. From now on, you will have to call him your consort when you meet him."
"Princess?"
Li Wei chewed the beef, rolled his eyes and thought, "Which princess is it? Let me give you a hint."
"???"
Yang Yu looked confused, "Have you been hanging out with us in the past two years? Of course it's Princess Guanghua, otherwise who else could it be."
"Didn't you say that Risheng can enter and leave the Daming Palace at will? There are so many princesses in the palace, God knows if there are any other princesses who are interested in Risheng."
Li Weili said confidently: "I don't have clairvoyance."
"You, I'm convinced!"
Yang Yu slapped his forehead, deeply worried about whether his IQ would be assimilated by his friends.