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The birthday party of Qiankun Temple is still underway, accompanied by officials of the Ministry of Envoys of various countries, and the carefully rehearsed program is also wonderful and dizzying.

Yes, traditional programs either sing or dance with a group of dancers, but what tricks can dance?

Hu Guo's birthday banquet is different, it is a large-scale performance comparable to the Spring Festival Gala.

There are hosts, singing and dancing, cross talk, sketches, magic, and some of the most popular folk juggling and so on. With the ingenious sound system, the guests only feel that they are not exhausted.

These are naturally Ye Liuli's handwriting.

In order to promote national culture and give folk artists a chance to make extra money, the palace also set up a recruitment office to recruit folk artists to perform in the palace.

These artists enter the palace without asking for money, but only for gold plating, after all, they can blow after going out-we have performed for the emperor.

Let's not talk about the lively situation in the palace, only to say that a group of people sneaked out of the palace door in the dark.

However, I saw that the entire capital of Beijing was full of lights, especially the main entrance of the palace continued to a street outside the capital-Ping'an Avenue, which was full of enthusiasm.

Lanterns in the shops on both sides of the road became lanterns, and stalls were crowded on both sides of the street. Each stall was either lit by oil lamps or lit lanterns, and pedestrians were also holding lanterns.

Good winter nights, but lively like summer.

Such a scene is too common in modern times, as it is in any well-known snack street, but it was absolutely rare in ancient times.

Because it was too lively, Honger, lying in Wang Zhaojun's arms, shouted with excitement, struggling to run to the ground.

Magnolia was annoyed a few words, "Honger, don't be willful. If there are so many people here, what if you get caught by a trafficker? Then you will never see your father and mother again."

Honger is only a three-year-old child. "No, no, Honger is coming down, Honger promises to hold his father's hand."

Wang Zhaojun is both a wife and a slave, and can't be ruthless, just holding Honger hard to prevent him from breaking free.

Magnolia sternly said, "Honger, look at the young master quietly and sensible, you look at you again? The young master is one year younger than you."

Hong'er looked at the baby who was quietly in the arms of Dong Fang, and pursed his lips, saying nothing.

Ye Liuli, who walked in front of him, turned around and smiled, "Don't be too strict with Magnolia, Honger is still young." Then he said to Honger, "Honger you are obedient. When you see what you want, your aunt will Buy it for you. "

In a word, Honger coaxed his conscience, "Okay, aunt is the best."

Magnolia's face changed. "Stop, Honger will call his wife!"

Honger pouted again.

Ye Liuli rolled his eyes and said, "It's you who keeps your mouth. Magnolia, you have a large slavery. Why are you forcing Honger to have slavery? How many times have you emphasized that we are one family, the title is called for everyone. , But without an outsider, you have to call her aunt. "

Hong'er lay on Wang Zhaojun's shoulder, exposed half of his face, and grimaced at Magnolia.

Magnolia had a tofu heart with a knife. When she saw her baby son, her heart was soft.

Everyone didn't say it, but they felt grateful, and even thought that such a master was worth following for a lifetime.

Ye Liuli saw Honger's grimace tightly, but he only thought that the little guy was so cute and eccentric. He really wanted to run over and squeeze his little face.

Thinking, Ye Liuli looked subconsciously at his son, a baby held by Dongfang Li.

However, he saw that Xiaowa was held, but instead of lying on his father's shoulders like Hong'er, he stood in front of his eyes, and his small back was straight.

Ye Liuli softly said, "Are our Yao Yao happy?"

"Happy," Xiaowa said, then found that she hadn't answered properly, and added, "OK."

Ye Liuli drew the corners of his mouth, "Yao Ye said something to his mother, and his mother bought it for Yao."

"Children ... The baby thanked his mother for being kissed, but the baby brought silver by himself." Then, he took out a small purse from his small arms.

Ye Liuli was very disappointed, and stretched out his hands, covering his face, "What the **** did I do? Why did I have such a cute child?"

Magnolia couldn't help crying and laughing, comforting softly, "Slave thinks that the young master is very good, and he is so stable when he is young."

"I'm only two years old, do I need him to be stable?" Ye Liuli controlled himself not to spit with reason, took a deep breath and told himself that he was born, not angry! Born on your own, not angry!

Dong Fang made a look, and Diao Chan immediately stepped forward.

Dongfang Li gave Xiaowa to Diao Chan and planned to accompany Ye Liuli.

As soon as Diao Chan had the clever idea, he picked up the baby and let it ride on his neck, so he could sit high and look far away, and the baby would be more comfortable.

Xiaowa hugged Diao Chan's head in a panic. Although her face was white, her tender little lips were squinting, and she did not want to cry.

When Honger saw Xiaowa riding on Diao Chan's neck, he also shouted, "Daddy, Honger will ride, Honger will ride!"

Magnolia's face was getting worse and worse. She gritted her teeth and wanted to drag Honger down and rub her butt.

Wang Zhaojun hurriedly persuaded to put Honger on his neck, and Honger was happy now.

Ye Liuli looked up at Hong'er and pursed his lips. "That's right, I want my son to be coquettish and wayward."

Dong Fang laughed and stretched out his hand, holding Ye Liuli's hand. The two of them walked hand in hand in the crowd. Fortunately, in winter, the sleeves were swollen, and they were not seen by passersby.

"Liu Li, look." Dong Fang leaned slightly, and he whispered softly against her ears in the vocal voice.

For a time, Ye Liuli's expression turned out to be astonished, as if the two were back in the past, in Luzhou and Nanzhao.

With a glance, how many memories did you carry?

"Kung Ming Lantern? Oh no, here, it should be a wishing lantern."

I saw the orange-colored Kong Ming lanterns rising gradually, more and more, gradually gathered into a river, slowly upward, dotted the dark blue night sky.

"So beautiful!" Ye Liuli said sincerely.

"Yeah." Dongfang Yu echoed.

Not only the two of them, but others also enjoyed this artificial beauty in astonishment.

Suddenly, Ye Liuli thought of a question, "Strange, what festival is it today, how do you put wishing lamps everywhere?"

Aside Yuzhu smiled, "Madam, you forgot, your day is your birthday."

Ye Liuli patted his forehead. "Oh, yeah, I forgot my birthday." He paused, "Wait, forsythia? Where's that guy?"

Only then did they discover that Forsythia adults who had followed them all disappeared.

Dongfang Chen's eyes flashed, comforting softly, "Rest assured that forsythia martial arts is strong and strong, nothing will happen."

Ye Liuli rolled his eyes, "Are I worried about forsythia? Putting out forsythia, I am worried about my people!"