There was no daylight and the light was dim and hazy.
Near the imperial city, the carnival atmosphere faded slightly, and the people dragged their tired bodies back home to rest, recharge their batteries, and wait for night to fall again. At the same time, they also made way for the imperial officials who came to court.
"It's such a luxury."
"At least a million candles were burned last night."
Several censors were talking. After all, the air was filled with the smell of powder and the greasy smell that lingered for a long time, making people feel intoxicated.
However, they did not plan to write a letter to admonish him, because it would not have any effect and would only offend Long Yan.
Not to be alarmist.
Decades ago, a colleague asked Ruizhong in a puzzled way: During the day, you should have fun and at night, you should rest. That is, during the Yuan Dynasty, you should not have fun day and night. This is too much.
At that time, the emperor ostensibly agreed, but looking at the current situation, you know that it has no effect. Today's sage Li Longji is more casual than the late emperor.
Lamp wheels and lantern trees were no longer enough to express the royal family's appearance, so they directly ordered the construction of lantern towers with a year's tax from Yongzhou. Not only that, before the Lantern Festival came, an edict was issued:
There are large chandeliers and courtyard lights. From the banquet to the palace, candles are set up in succession.
Not far away, Lu Li was not so worried about the country and the people, and was waiting with nothing to do——
Pan Ming and Duke are not of sufficient rank to stand here.
However, standing with a group of gray-haired old men, it was difficult for Lu Li to keep a low profile as countless eyes fell on him.
Are you wearing the wrong clothes?
Lu Li lowered his head and looked at himself. He saw a red robe, a black collar, black sleeves, a white skirt, and a belt decorated with gold and jade. After confirming it, he raised his eyes and looked around. There were a lot of the same things, including the jade tablet.
Well...it was my first time to go to court, and I did have a very special feeling in my heart. I wasn't too nervous, I just didn't want to be too embarrassed.
However, it didn't take long before the Zhuque Gate of the Imperial City slowly opened. Gao Lishi walked to the door and said with great energy: "Go to court."
All the civil and military officials immediately calmed down their expressions and entered the imperial city in an orderly manner, always reminding themselves: Today is a meeting of the imperial court, and they must not make any mistakes or lose etiquette in front of the king.
The person responsible for doing the headdress is a female crown. Everyone knows that she has entered middle age, but her skin is well maintained. She does not need luxurious gold and jade jewelry to set off, let alone dress up. She has a noble air of her own, as if she has a beautiful appearance. Average skill.
Princess Yuzhen once had an unknown story with the handsome uncle Wang Wei.
Not only that, when the poet Li Bai met her for the first time, he couldn't help but write "Ci of the Immortal Yuzhen" to praise her:
Immortal Yu Zhen went to Taihua Peak from time to time. In the early morning, the sky drum is sounded, and the two dragons are soaring.
He keeps working on electricity, and there is no trace of his travels. When I enter the young chamber, the Queen Mother should meet.
What kind of woman does the Queen Mother need to greet in person?
Next are the sons of the saints. They are regarded as princes. Regardless of whether they hold real power in their hands, they only talk about their rank, which is far superior to that of the prime ministers and ministers.
King Yong, who was injured in the arena yesterday, did not know what kind of medicine he took, but now he is walking as usual, standing with all the brothers with a solemn expression.
Finally, there are the ministers, regardless of their official rank, they all wear red robes, but swords, sashes, ribbons and other items are reduced according to the rank. The red color makes people feel festive when they look at it.
"How can you behave properly if you are not well-dressed?"
The scolding sounded.
Since he was not far away, Lu Li glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.
Hmm...Duke was too loose and didn't wear his robe properly. He was discovered by a sharp-eyed censor. These people are almost like mad dogs. Their job is to find trouble. They don't care about the Lantern Festival or the face of their colleagues.
Even though he had to be scolded even though he was on vacation, Duke felt a surge of anger in his heart. However, when he thought of Lu Li's previous instructions, he still held back and tidied up while walking.
After the interlude, everyone continued to walk towards the Chengtian Gate that opened on the central axis of the palace city.
Before Lu Li looked away, he took one more look at the censor who was scolding Duke. To be precise, it should be the top of his head.
The Dharma Crown, also known as the Haechi Crown, is said to be an ancient mythical beast that can distinguish between good and evil. If it finds a treacherous villain, it will knock him down with its horns and eat him. It is a symbol of justice.
It stands to reason that in this era where miracles are manifested in all religions, the crown should be a special piece of equipment that has various mysterious functions.
Unfortunately, Lu Li found nothing.
It seems that it is imperative to learn the art of qi reading, otherwise in the future, when you encounter an exam with an oriental background, you will be no different from a blind man——
You can only rely on the Dragon Tiger Qi and the Emperor Qi to frighten the strange and ominous people. They are too passive and unable to see through what is going on.
Not long after, everyone stepped into the main hall. Those who were above the fifth rank were qualified to enter to see the saint in person, those below the fifth rank were guarding the entrance of the hall, and those below the seventh rank stayed in the square to enjoy the breeze.
Since he was standing near the front, Lu Li could see Li Longji when he looked up when he entered, looking even more solemn than yesterday.
Wearing a crown, black on the outside and red on the inside, a gold-decorated jade hairpin is passed through it to fix the bun inside. There is another set of straps passing through the crown below, knotted at the chin, and fixed again.
Chuiqi and Curly Curtain respectively block sight and hearing, seeming to remind the emperor: when the water is clear, there will be no fish. Don't see too clearly, don't hear too clearly, and follow the rule of inaction.
Correspondingly, the dress is also more complicated, with a black long-sleeved outer robe, a red and yellow lower skirt, a white middle coat, embroidered with sun, moon, stars and dragon patterns, as well as various accessories, which weigh at least fifty kilograms in total.
It is indeed not easy to be an emperor. You are already old and you still have to suffer.
"Turning!"
At this time, a voice drew Lu Li's attention back.
During the ceremony, an official stood at the foot of the steps and loudly directed the ministers to salute. Next to him stood two complimenters who helped raise their voices.
And "trend" is the first command.
After Lu Li heard this, he hurriedly followed He Zhizhang, bent down and walked quickly with his hands in his hands.
"Take off your arms!"
Without saying a word, take off your shoes.
Fortunately, no one has foot odor. In other words, if anyone has this problem, they will know enough to use aromatherapy in advance.
"Untie the sword!"
Lu Li silently took off the sword hanging from his waist. The whole process was unhurried and his timing was perfect.
"俛FU!"
"On the Lantern Festival, those of you who are above the third rank will be exempted from these false gifts today." Li Longji finally spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, the group of old men in front of Lu Li who had difficulty walking felt like they had received an amnesty. They stopped their trembling bodies and took a breath.
You don’t have to kneel down, which is nice.
As a third-rank Dali minister, the young and strong Lu Li was honored and no longer had to lie on the ground to show his respect.
"prosper!"
The group of courtiers behind him slowly stood up.
"Goodbye!"
Yes, as soon as I got up, I knelt down again.
"prosper!"
After a relatively simple set of etiquette was over, Duke got up and stood up, feeling very speechless.
At this time, the burly Gao Lishi received the imperial edict from Li Longji and handed it to one of the prime ministers' servants. The old man's legs and feet were still good. He walked quickly to the northeast side of the hall, faced the officials, and said loudly: "Yes. system!"
Swish, brush, brush...
The sound of the kneeling process was heard. Lu Li saw that Mr. He in front of him was not moving, and he was happy to be at ease. He stood there and looked at his nose and heart.
"The celebration of Shangyuan is the same as the public."
The Lantern Festival is here, and I celebrate it with everyone.
With this sentence, the people at the bottom of the steps began to toss again, first kneeling on the ground, then getting up and dancing...
You can dance however you want, as long as you work hard enough, shouting "Long live, long live, long live", it can be called a group of demons dancing.
in short.
Kowtow, stand up, kowtow, dance...
Duke felt tired.
However, it will be much better next. There is nothing to announce or discuss. It is difficult to have a holiday. As long as the sky is not falling, everything will be postponed.
Because Lu Li glanced around with his peripheral vision, the wat board was very clean——
In order to prevent forgetting, the minister will write down the matters to be reported in advance. If there is nothing written on it, it means that there is nothing to report.
Under the gaze of everyone, Gao Lishi held up another book and read it in public:
"Under the Gate: The Tianbao of the Tang Dynasty has been in existence for three years... The double door is opened at night to let in the Yang Qi, and the ministers have a banquet and enjoy the peace of time. It belongs to this Shangyuan Dynasty, and it is necessary to practice Zhailu. Meat and sandalwood is a must for the appreciation party. It has been a little inconvenient recently to follow the rules. From now on, it will be the 14th, 15th, and 16th days of the first lunar month to open the shop and light the lanterns at the market gate. This will always be the norm!"
The first edict of the Great Chao Hui defines the nature of the Shangyuan Festival: play, play big, play especially, and have as much fun as you want during the Shangyuan Festival from now on.
"Long live Long live Long live!"
Everyone said that the saint was wise, and no one stood up and objected without opening their eyes. After all, the first word in the edict was "under the door", which must have made him angry with the prime ministers.
In addition, all the imperial edicts of the Tang Dynasty did not have the concept of "Fengtian carries the emperor, the edict says" or "I admire this".
Since no one raises objections, this official document will officially have legal effect from now on, and only the emperor himself has the right to change it.
Gao Lishi, holding the imperial edict in his hand, returned to his original position, while Lu Li silently waited for the order to retreat, thinking to himself:
So boring.
Unfortunately, not long after, a clear voice broke the silence and made the atmosphere weird.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report." Princess Yuzhen's red lips opened slightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Li saw He Zhizhang's narrowed eyes and opened them instantly. It was obvious that the veteran minister who was about to retire and return home was shocked.
A dignified princess actually calls herself a poor Taoist.
"allow."
Through the beads, no one can see Li Longji's current expression.
Princess Yuzhen's face remained as usual, and she said slowly: "The late emperor made a concubine to leave her home, and she still claims the title of master, food, rent, and taxes. I sincerely wish to go to the princess title, quit the city, and return to the palace."
Having said this, she paused and raised her eyes to look at the figure sitting on the dragon chair.
Too bad any response.
The meaning of Princess Yuzhen is very obvious:
At that time, the late Emperor Ruizong was willing to let me become a monk and become a Taoist, but I still live in the palace where I used to be a princess, eating the rents and taxes paid by the people of the world. And return the princess' mansion.
As for the saint's family affairs, the wisest thing for foreign ministers to do is to remain silent.
On such a festive day, as a sister, saying this, isn't this causing trouble for the emperor?
Lu Li was puzzled and watched the show with great interest, waiting for the princess to tell her the reason.
"No." Li Longji spoke concisely and concisely. There was no emotion or anger in his voice. He was completely different from yesterday.
The princess did not back down. She seemed to want to settle the matter today and said loudly: "I am the grandson of Emperor Gaozong, the daughter of Emperor Ruizong, and the younger brother of His Majesty. I am not humble in the world. Why should I be named Zi Tangmu? And what’s your point? Please buy hundreds of families’ property and extend your life for ten years.”
This time, Li Longji remained silent for longer, and did not make a sound for a long time.
During this period, the censor looked around, looking for people who had misbehaved before the emperor, and prepared to read a book after the festival.
I, the granddaughter of Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty, the daughter of Emperor Ruizong of the Tang Dynasty, and the younger sister of His Majesty, have such a status that is not humble in the world. In this case, why should I use the title of princess, own Tang Muyi and consider myself noble? Please let me return my family property and beg to extend my life for ten years.
Lu Li felt that the first few sentences were not important, but the last sentence was worthy of consideration.
Giving up your position can extend your life.
What the hell logic?
But in this world where there are traces of the activities of gods and Buddhas, what kind of logic is needed?
No, to be precise, it should be Lu Li, a layman and outsider who doesn't know the rules.
"That's right."
Li Longji sighed, seemed to lose interest, and waved his hand.
Not far away, Gao Lishi understood instantly and gave the order: "Retreat from the court."
Ceremonies and praisers raised their voices in agreement.
The so-called retreat from the imperial court actually means retreating from the palace city. There is also the imperial city outside, and various departments have official temples here. Everyone returns to their respective places and patiently waits for the emperor's reward.
"Lord Si, please stay."
When Lu Li was about to step out of the palace door, Gao Lishi's voice sounded.
This minister who has been with the emperor for more than thirty years has gray hair on his temples, and his eyes reflect the vicissitudes of life that have been baptized by strong winds and waves.
They are also completely different from yesterday.
Lu Li paused, his face full of confusion, and said politely: "I wonder why Gao Wen called me?"
Beside her, Princess Yuzhen, who was the last to walk out of the hall, glanced at Lu Li, and a strange look finally appeared on Gu Bo Wuping's face.
Of course, Li Longji agreed to her request and now needs to be called Taoist Chiying instead.
"The saint has something to discuss."
The two walked out of the hall side by side and walked in the opposite direction to the ministers.
Along the way, armored soldiers patrolled in formation, and the sound of their boots echoed in the corridor, forming a majestic formation.
Why did Li Longji summon him alone?
Lu Li was self-aware. It was impossible to discuss state affairs anyway, nor was he asked in advance what reward he wanted.
Could it be that he was intervening in the case of a famous prostitute in Pingkangfang who fell from a building?
Only two women died, and the saint was not so bored.
As his thoughts whirled, Lu Li looked at Gao Lishi, who was half a step ahead, and asked in a deep voice, "Does Mr. Gao know why the saint summoned me?"
As he finished speaking, a trace of panic appeared on his face at the right time.
"Don't worry, sir, it's a good thing." Gao Lishi no longer had a sullen face, his tone returned to the same tone as yesterday, and added: "The saint suddenly became angry because of Princess Yuzhen. She will get better when she returns to the harem and meets my wife."
Lu Li was silent, thoughtful in his heart.
"However, this morning the old slave heard from the saint himself that he had a dream at night, saying that there was a Dharma name above the nine layers and gold characters below."
Gao Lishi's attitude was kind, and he lowered his voice and reminded again: "Maybe he wants to send his cronies to look for him secretly."
Chu Jin?
Senfuji Temple, Duobao Pagoda.
Lu Li thought about his experience two hours ago, and thought to himself that it was true.
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