The words "dancing with demons" are not enough to describe Cheng Yaojin's dancing!
Since they came on stage, the few people who were dancing in a decent way have been tripped up by these idiots!
This directly caused Liu Hongji, Duan Zhixuan and the others to be left in the middle of the huge court, twisting their hips and waving their hands without any rules, as if they were crazy!
After reviewing the case, Li Yuan frowned when he looked at the scene in front of him!
What kind of wine is being served tonight that is so powerful?
But no matter what, this intense "dance" paired with the equally intense Qiuci music really made many people unable to sit still!
The number of people on the field continues to increase, but this time, all of them are big-bodied people.
Those civil servants with thin arms and calves could only look at it greedily from below. Occasionally, some people would spit: It is insulting to gentlemen, barbaric and immoral!
Happiness is contagious. When Xiao Lizi, who has always been quiet, came up to dance for a while, the atmosphere in Linye reached its peak!
Just as the whole place was shouting and laughing so loudly that the roof almost fell down, the bells of midnight rang, and the New Year of the Tang Dynasty was here!
The music stopped, and the men who had been acting exaggeratedly just now also stood still on the field. Just as Xiao Han looked around at a loss.
All the civil and military officials suddenly clasped their fists together and wished Li Yuan good luck in the new year.
At this point, the Second Year of Wude in the Tang Dynasty has completely ended, and the new Three Years of Wude has arrived.
Xiao Han was carried out of the palace. He had no choice but to dance too hard. Now his feet were as tired as soft-footed shrimps. How could he still walk?
After leaving the gate of the imperial city, Xiao Han was rudely thrown into the carriage driven by Cheng Yaojin, causing him to curse in his heart: This damn demon king doesn't know how to be gentle! Do you really think he is that broken axe?
Changsun Wuji was still a good person. He knew to open the curtain to see if Xiao Han had fallen to death. When he saw him touching the back of his head inside, he told Xiaodong with a smile: Don't be late for the court meeting on the morning of Yuan Dynasty. It's time. Well, it should be Mao hour, remember to wake Xiao Han up!
"Yuan day? Mao hour?" Xiao Han in the carriage heard these words in a daze, and then thought about it in his mind, and suddenly he was excited.
Isn't that today? ! Four more hours? !
"Oh my god! Being an official is so hard..."
On Zhuque Street, the carriage carried Xiao Han, who was moaning and complaining, galloping all the way south. The sound of wheels running over the stone road could be heard far away in the silent night...
It was too late today, and the city gates were closed. Xiao Han could not go back to Sanyuan, so he had to sleep in his old house in Chang'an.
On normal days, he could go to anyone's house to spend the night, but for the Chinese New Year... he might as well go to his own house.
It was a bit far from here to Chang'an's house. Xiao Han was blown by the cold wind that penetrated through the cracks in the carriage, and he woke up a lot from his wine, so he shook his head, opened the curtain and looked outside.
At this time, due to the curfew, there was only Xiao Han's carriage on the wide road, and even those who were attending the banquet could no longer see any shadow.
This is not another time-travel incident, but most of their homes are in Taipingfang and Kaihuafang, as soon as they leave the palace!
But our miserable Xiao Han almost ran to the end of Suzaku Street...
"Eh? When did so many lanterns hang on both sides of the road?" Xiao Han had no time to feel sorry for himself, because he suddenly discovered that there were many red lanterns hanging on both sides of Suzaku Street at some point!
Looking around, these lanterns are like two red dragons, stretching into the distance, adding a festive color to the entire Chang'an.
"Master Hou, what do you mean by these lanterns? They were just hung up today! I heard they won't be taken down until the Lantern Festival!" In front, Xiaodong, who was sitting with Lunzi, heard Xiao Han's question. He answered back.
"Oh? Just leave it like this, aren't you afraid of being stolen?" Xiao Han looked at these lanterns, and his first thought was whether someone would steal them!
But you can't blame him. One year in the orphanage, two lanterns were hung up the night before, and the next morning there were two missing, and even the light bulbs were twisted away. Xiao Han was almost angry to death!
When Xiaodong heard Xiao Han's words, his mouth opened in surprise, and he was not afraid of filling his stomach.
"Master Marquis, how could someone steal this?! If he is caught, wouldn't he be beaten to death?"
"Uh, I was just joking, watch the road carefully and don't fall into the ditch!" Xiao Han smiled coquettishly. He always used to compare later generations to the Tang Dynasty.
"Is there a ditch on Zhuque Street?" Xiaodong and Lengzi looked at each other strangely when they heard Xiao Han's words, but they didn't say anything anymore. Their prince was very strange sometimes, and they had long been used to it.
Because the street was extremely empty, Xiao Han's carriage was very fast, carrying Xiao Han all the way. Marquis Wu who was patrolling along the way saw him and did not dare to step forward to stop him.
At this time, another car came from the direction of the palace! You can use your toes to figure out who is in it. We serve as soldiers and feed ourselves, so we don’t have to go out and beat him up during the Chinese New Year...
"Master Hou, we're home!"
Soon, following Xiaodong's voice, the carriage slowly stopped, and Xiao Han in the carriage woke up from his drowsiness.
After stretching, Xiao Han jumped out of the carriage and yawned. He was about to go into the house to catch up on his sleep, but suddenly realized something was wrong!
The courtyard door that should have been closed was now wide open, and the door was brightly lit!
A large group of housekeeper Lu, Zi Yi, Xiao Lian, and Mr. Xiao were waiting at the door.
Seeing Xiao Han get out of the car, the men clasped their fists and the women congratulated Xiao Han:
"Happy New Year, Mr. Hou!!!"
"Okay, everything is fine!"
Poor Xiao Han was not mentally prepared at all and was almost frightened by this scene and jumped back into the carriage! When he finally reacted, he immediately glared at Xiaodong and Lengzi. These two bastards didn't even say a word to him, so at least he had prepared a few red envelopes!
"Master Hou, here we are ready for you!"
When Butler Lu saw Xiao Han's expression, how could he not know what he was thinking? He quickly stepped forward, took out a stack of red envelopes from his arms and gave them to him.
"Haha, happy Chinese New Year everyone! Come, come, give out red envelopes~"
Xiao Han took the red envelope, felt confident, and began to send out the red envelopes one by one with a smile.
Of course, Xiao Han chose not to see Xiaodong and Lengzi who were at the front of the queue. Who let these two fool him?
I don’t know when the rule of giving out red envelopes came into existence. Anyway, for the Chinese people who like gifts, if every red envelope is given out during the New Year, it is not called the Chinese New Year! No matter how much or how little money you have, it’s all about getting a good fortune.
"The master of the house is back, let's set off firecrackers to welcome the new year~"
When Xiao Han finished handing out the red envelopes, he didn't know who shouted. Xiao Da and the others immediately took out a few bundles of dry bamboo and threw them into the brazier prepared in front of the door. The crackling sound suddenly started. .
The originally lacking flavor of the New Year immediately overflowed with the sound of firecrackers, but I didn’t know if it would cause the people next door to curse...
"The sound of firecrackers eliminates one year old, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu."
