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In the third year of the Kaiyuan Era, fireworks were dazzling, accompanied by light songs, the sky was full of stars and the moon was full. She turned around as she walked, glancing back and forth between light and dark.
The beauty is gone, the heart is in chaos, the fireflies disappear, a lamp appears. Past life, present life, love has not changed, flowers bloom on the other shore, by the stone of three lives, will you come to call me?
As the moon gradually rose, Empress Wang found an excuse to rest and left with Li Yi.
When Li Longji and Xin Qing returned to the Imperial City, the lanterns lit up.
The buildings were illuminated by the light, the officials who had the qualifications to come up also stood on top of the buildings and looked around.
Song and dance appeared everywhere, not only the Imperial City invited people from the Southern Opera, but also people from the Pear Garden.
Chang'an's 108 squares also had performances to attract people. Don't crowd outside, if you lose your child, you won't have a place to cry.
Li Yi continued to sell rubik's cubes, the children went to the carriage to warm up.
Looking at their appearance, they were just waiting for the performance, they didn't look tired at all.
When the last rubik's cube was bought, it was already noon, around 22 AM.
In another hour, the fireworks would be released.
Xin Yan and the others came out from the square, some tidied up their clothes, some adjusted their instruments again.
The children got off the carriage and asked the adults to help look at their clothes.
A stage was set up on a carriage, Li Yi went up and someone hung the two searchlights he made.
"Later on, the people who are going to pedal cannot rest, and the people who are going to protect me, if the searchlights fall, then so be it. Don't catch them, catch me."
Li Yi was very nervous, this was the first time he participated in such a performance.
A quarter of an hour later, everyone was ready.
Zhuangzi's guards went to clear the area.
"Make way, don't pass first, my family's Zhuangzi doll is going to perform, please give me some face and walk to the side, leave this place in the middle."
The guards shouted, some people were unhappy, who are you? Chang'an is the best place and you want us to give you the best place?
Moreover, your performance is so lively up there, will there be people watching?
Just when many people were unhappy, a group of city guards came over and helped to leave a large space.
"The song and dance will stop first." Li Longji ordered.
All of a sudden, the Imperial City fell silent.
Li Yi, who was on the shelf, smiled. He had guessed that Li Longji would be curious about the hundreds of children who were going to perform.
Last time when he entered the city, he had flattered him in front of Xingqing Palace and the Imperial City, so he had to give him some face.
And who took the money from Earthly Paradise? There should be an explanation, right?
Although I have never met you, I have given you many benefits.
The noise around them was not as loud as before. Everyone was curious.
Who was this? Could he make the Imperial City stop singing and dancing?
Xin Yan's band was organized and the actors were in position.
The little ones also ran to their respective positions, holding a lighter in one hand and a small lantern in the other.
Someone in the Xinyan team picked up the loudspeaker provided by Li Yi and slowly spoke.
"There is a flower named Paramita. It blooms for a thousand years and withers for a thousand years. Its leaves and petals will never be seen. It is destined to be fated to live and die.
There was a river called the Wangchuan. Meng Po persuaded people to go there, but they forgot about the past, only to return in the next life.
There is a stone named Sansheng. Its previous life is already obscure. Men and women give up their infatuation and leave behind a trace of sincerity, perhaps it will gather together in the next life.
This is precisely the Paramita Flower blooming on the other shore. The Wangchuan riverside is also the Wangchuan River. The Naihe Bridge is empty. The Sansheng Stone has three lives written on it. "
The surroundings were quiet. They did not expect the performance to be like this. Everyone was very happy, how could they be sad?
After a few breaths of time, the loudspeaker sounded again. "There was a Yi Lang and a Yi Niangzi. Two childhood sweethearts. That year, there was a drought and locusts were everywhere. They should have killed the locusts, but they were afraid of provoking Heaven's anger, so they fled together.
On the way, the food was almost eaten, only half a bun was left.
Two people pushed each other. The Lang said he was going out to gather food. The Niangzi waited for a long time and went to check. Only then did she know that the Lang Jun slipped and fell down the cliff.
The Niangzi held half a bun and jumped down to die for love. Two people arrived at the Yellow Springs Road and saw the Sansheng Stone.
They gave half a bun to Meng Po. Meng Po showed mercy and told the two people to share a bowl of soup. She said, "Every year there is the Lantern Festival. If fate brings us together, we will meet again.
Two people promised each other that they would meet again in the next life. Whether they were odd-job workers or the Emperor, they would never part. "
As her voice fell, some children sang, "Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~"
They were singing the tune of 'Bai Suzhen at the Foot of Mount Qingcheng' that Li Yi brought out, with a strong Huangmei opera style.
They did not sing the lyrics, only 'Ah'.
A lot of people were crying, but there were also people who were looking forward to whether they would meet again after the two people.
"Lantern Festival, lantern Festival, lantern Festival, lantern Festival ~ ~" A group of children cheerfully shouted and ran to the center. Their postures were different, looking left and right, pointing their little fingers here and there, looking at the lanterns.
The villagers came from all directions, looking at the lanterns, talking and laughing.
At this moment, a beam of light brighter than anywhere else fell on a person dressed as a scholar.
Li Yi was chasing the light from above, telling everybody that this, this was the man, although he was dressed as a woman.
Those who had never seen the light before understood at this moment, yes, it was him, he had come.
The woman dressed as a scholar was waving a fan as she spoke. In fact, she was lip-syncing. Someone was dubbing her voice and speaking with a loudspeaker.
"This year's Lantern Festival has a different style. There are lanterns but no moon to entertain people, there are moon but no lantern, there is no spring. When spring arrives, people are like jade, the lantern burns under the moon, the moon is like silver.
The streets are filled with jade pearls and visiting village girls, singing and competing with each other. If I don't open my mouth and laugh, how can I spend this good time? "
"Good, good poem." "Who wrote it?" "Great talent."
Shouts of approval rang out from the crowd, and then the crowd quieted down.
The scholar walked and stopped. Around him, there were women dressed in colorful clothes who greeted him. He looked at them, but shook his head every time.
He whispered, "Why do I feel that someone is waiting for me when I see these women? Who is it? "
He walked further and further into the crowd, chasing the light until it disappeared.
"Could ~ it ~ be ~ that ~ one ~ glance ~ in ~ my ~ past ~ life ~ just ~ to ~ see ~ me ~ once ~ in ~ this ~ life ~" A woman's singing voice was heard.
The accompaniment of a band sounded.
Whoosh. Chasing the light was shot over.
Xinyan appeared, dressed in colorful clothes. She had bright eyes and white teeth, and her posture was graceful.
She sang softly, stopping from time to time to look at the things on the street. The handkerchief in her hand was pulled back and forth.
At this moment, another small chasing light fell. Among the crowd, the scholar was pointed out.
He was stunned. He stared at the woman without blinking. The woman happened to look at him. She trembled slightly and revealed a joyful smile. Just as she was about to move forward …
"Let's go to the lantern tower ~" Whoosh. A group of people crowded around the woman and pushed her away. The woman only had time to look back before she was taken away by the crowd.
The chasing light on the woman's body disappeared, and the big chasing light landed on the man.
The man ran to the place where the woman was standing just now, feeling lost.
"Can you still do it? Why is it so tiring to meet her? "Some of the audience members were dissatisfied.
No one bothered with him. Everyone continued to watch.
The man ran into the darkness. The group of people who were crowding around the woman just now ran over and pointed at the lantern tower in the Imperial City.
The woman was anxious. She kept pushing the people around her away and went back.
After a while, the man appeared again. The chasing light was dim, and he looked as if he had lost his soul.
At this moment, whoosh ~ ~
A group of children lit lanterns. One of them passed a beautiful red lantern to the woman.
The adults around all dispersed. The children carried lanterns and surrounded the woman.
Two chasing lights fell on the two of them. The man and woman looked at each other.
Music started, and singing voices sounded.
"Thousands of flowers bloom in the night of the east wind. Blowing down, stars fall like rain. Beautiful horses and carved carts fill the road. The phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns, fish and dragons dance in the night.
Moths, snow, willows, and golden strands. Laughter and hidden fragrance go away. Looking for her thousands of times in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in the waning light. "
In between, it was mixed: "Could ~ it ~ be ~ that ~ one ~ glance ~ from ~ the ~ previous ~ life ~ just ~ to ~ see ~ her ~ once ~ in ~ this ~ life ~"
The two of them began to walk closer and closer.
The children ran around the two of them and shouted: "This life is accompanied by the dust of the previous life. The words by the River of Forgetfulness come true. No matter if you are an emperor or a servant, please cherish the person in front of you. "
Whoosh. All the lanterns were extinguished. The crowd dispersed.
The guards protected the children and retreated. The actors also ran away.
The path was cleared.
But no one moved. They just stood there in a daze.
Upstairs, Li Longji and Empress Wang each had one eye and shared a telescope.
Li Longji put one hand on Empress Wang's back. He knew Li Yi's intention and made another wave of assists. What a grand scene.
Poems, songs, children, stories, and the Southern Opera 'everybody', a unique performance, persuasion.
He turned to look at Empress Wang and moved his fingers.
Empress Wang twisted her body and raised her sleeve to wipe her tears. But she said: "It's itchy. How many people did you bury this time?"
"They were all buried for you." Li Longji also wiped the corners of his eyes. He was also touched by this performance.
"You all performed so well today. You should be going to school tomorrow, but I'll give you one more day off."
Li Yi praised the children and gave them one more day off.
The children cheered. They handed in their small lanterns and lighters and entered the car.
The caravan set off and rushed back.
Suddenly, a group of eunuchs shouted in unison: "His Majesty has decreed that Li Yi of the Li Family Village in Bashui will be promoted to the position of Imperial Physician. He will be ordered to write books."
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