Sixteen-year-old Xiao Yi and twenty-six-year-old Xiao Yi alternated in front of him. Shen Zhuo felt the blood surge in his heart, his hands and feet were cold, his ears were buzzing, and his brain was a little dizzy.
Shen Zhuo bit the tip of her tongue fiercely, and a sharp pain hit her, finally making her mind clearer.
She clearly realized that this was the twenty-second year of Zhengyuan, not the fourth year of Yuanjing. Nothing has happened yet, and there is still time.
"Your Highness, are you here to put up lanterns too?" Shen Yao looked at the visitor with surprise in her eyes, "Isn't there a Kongming lantern specially prepared in the palace?"
Chinese Valentine's Day is a festival celebrated by everyone. Every year, the Ministry of Internal Affairs prepares special Kongming lanterns for the royal family to celebrate the festival.
"We came out after letting off lanterns in the palace with my father, the emperor and my mother. We wanted to feel the excitement of having fun with the people." Xiao Chengwen smiled softly.
"The common people have met your three highnesses." Xie Zhe bowed and gave a straight salute.
"Master, there is no need to be polite." Xiao Cheng raised his hand.
It was this Master again. Xiao Cheng's eyes paused on Xie Zhe, and then he turned to look at Shen Yao.
"Miss Shen, can you let the light go?" Xiao Cheng smiled.
Shen Yao nodded slightly, raised his hand and pointed to the largest lantern that had just risen and said, "Here, that one is our Kongming Lantern. Thanks to Master Xie, otherwise we wouldn't be able to put up such a big lantern."
Xiao Cheng turned his gaze back to Xie Zhe and looked at him deeply.
Xie Zhe suddenly trembled and felt a chill all over his body, as if there was a killing intent passing through him. He raised his eyes and saw only the profile of Xiao Chengzheng turning around, with an elegant and noble face.
Then he heard Xiao Cheng's voice, which was always gentle and calm: "Qingyun is making a fuss about watching the lantern parade, so I booked the top floor of the Star-Zhaing Building in advance. It's better to meet by chance than to meet by chance. Why don't we all go together?"
Xie Zhe frowned slightly. The fourth prince looked normal. Could it be that he had just misunderstood? He then realized that he was just a commoner, how could he arouse the prince's hostility.
In addition to the display of Kongming lanterns during the Chinese Valentine's Day, another highlight is the lantern parade.
Before the Chinese Valentine's Day, various counties, villages and some large chambers of commerce around Kyoto will make many exquisite lanterns early for the lanterns to be paraded through the streets on Chinese Valentine's Day.
On the Chinese Valentine's Day, the five main roads in Kyoto, Qinglong Avenue, White Tiger Avenue, Suzaku Avenue, Xuanwu Avenue and Shenwu Avenue, are cleared from Haishi and pedestrians are not allowed to pass through. Then these lanterns are lined up and pass through the five avenues in sequence around the city of Kyoto. Take a walk.
The Chinese Valentine's Day lantern parade has always been huge and attracts everyone's attention. It is a rare event in Tiansheng's year. The well-located restaurant pavilions on Wutiao Avenue have been booked early. Xiao Cheng can get the top floor of the Star Building, in addition to the blessing of the prince's status, he also has to start early. It can be seen that his habit of doing things is to prepare for rainy days and be methodical.
Shen Yao was too embarrassed to sit in other people's boxes. In fact, Shen Wei also reserved two boxes for the Shen sisters to watch the lanterns, but the location was not as good as the Zhaixing Tower.
Shen Yao was about to politely refuse, but Xiao Qingyun grabbed her and said eagerly: "Yao Yao, just come. I wanted to invite you to watch the lanterns together today, but I just asked the fourth lady to abduct you. Yes. My mother and concubine will stay in the palace to accompany my father, and my brother will book the entire floor. If it’s just us, brother and sister, it would be a waste."
Prince Xiao Tao rented out the entire Yu Garden, and more than a dozen officials joined him in the fun. Xiao Tao rented out an entire floor of the Star-Zhaing Tower, but only his own sister accompanied him. Everyone knows that the fourth prince Xiao Cheng has no power and no future... Shen Yao's heart softened and she nodded in agreement.
By the time Shen Zhuo had completely calmed down from the panic of seeing Xiao Yi again, Shen Yao had already agreed to Xiao Qingyun's invitation. Before Xie Zhe could say goodbye, Shen Zhuo spoke first.
"Master, you have just arrived in Kyoto not long ago, and you haven't seen the lanterns parading through the streets, right? You happen to be going with us."
Xie Zhe was about to refuse.
Shen Zhuo continued: "Master, it is just right for me to discuss calligraphy and painting with His Highness the Fourth Highness. Your Highness's calligraphy and painting skills are unparalleled in Kyoto."
"The Fourth Young Lady is so complimentary. I don't dare to be the best king in Kyoto." Xiao Cheng looked back with a smile, and he said to Xie Zhe warmly, "Master, let's go together."
Xie Zhe originally wanted to refuse. Because the Xie family has an ancient saying, "Don't associate with dignitaries unless necessary." But the corner of his eye was filled with sky lanterns rising slowly, including the one he had just released with his own hands.
Xie Zhe's heart palpitated slightly, and he felt a twinge of affection. So, he bowed and said: "Then I'm sorry."
Although Xie Zhe has a thin figure, his shoulders and back are very straight, his eyebrows are clear and stretched, and he looks like a gentleman in the forest. Xiao Cheng's eyes darkened.
Along the way, Xiao Qingyun held Shen Yao and chatted enthusiastically. Xiao Cheng and Xie Zhe also occasionally chatted about the customs and customs of Qingling, while Shen Zhuo walked behind everyone in rare silence.
Shen Yao looked at Shen Zhuo strangely. Why was a person who was always chattering and noisy suddenly so quiet?
Just as quiet as Shen Zhuo was Xiao Yi. He followed Xiao Cheng silently like a shadow. He doesn't look like a prince, but more like Xiao Cheng's senior bodyguard. From beginning to end, he said nothing, as silent as a cold and hard rock.
Not long after, the group arrived at the Star Reaching Tower. Zhaixinglou is a restaurant on Qinglong Street. It has nine floors and is the tallest building on Qinglong Street.
When they arrived, the lower floors were already bustling with people and packed with people. After reaching the top floor, everyone's eyes suddenly opened up, and they had a panoramic view of the entire Qinglong Street and the adjacent Suzaku Street.
"The Star-Zhaing Tower is indeed one of the best viewing spots in Kyoto." Xiao Qingyun praised with a smile.
"The building here is high and windy, so be careful of catching a cold." Xiao Cheng said and gave a high-five, and several waiters filed in, each holding a windproof cloak in their hands, three for men and three for women, exactly six pieces.
I have to say that Xiao Cheng is really very attentive and considerate in his work, and getting along with him is like a spring breeze, and all the details are thoughtfully arranged. There is neither superior oppression nor overly solicitous overtures.
With such a thoughtful mind, it's no wonder that the prince fell into his hands without any injustice. He is a gentleman as gentle as jade, but no one knows he is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Shen Zhuo thought as he put on his cloak, and he was indeed much warmer.
At this time, a deafening sound of gongs was suddenly heard outside, and the lantern parade began.
The dragon dance team leads the way first, followed by lanterns stretching for miles. The colorful lanterns are like burning blood, slowly flowing along the spacious streets in the city of Kyoto, with strange lights and dazzling dazzling colors.
Wherever the lanterns pass, all the houses on the street light up at the same time. For a time, it is a grand scene of thousands of colorful lanterns illuminating Kyoto.
Shen Zhuo leaned against the window lattice at the highest point of the Star Building, watching the river of lights lighting up the entire Kyoto like a fiery dragon. From the corner of her eye, she caught a profile with a firm and sharp profile, and couldn't help but sigh. Who would have thought that this taciturn sixteen-year-old boy would ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor fourteen years later, and personally kill Emperor Zhengyuan and himself? All brothers.
If the 16-year-old Xiao Yi is a sharp sword that has just been unsheathed, with its edge clearly visible, then the 30-year-old Xiao Yi is a heavy sword that drinks blood. The edge of the sword is hidden, but even more impressive fear.
Xiao Yi is cold and hard, and Shen Zhuo understands his ruthlessness deeply.
