MTL - To Hold One’s Joy-Chapter 460 longevity festival
Chapter 460 Longevity Festival
Luo Chen looked at her with persistent eyes, with the sharpness and sensitivity of a teenager.
Luo Sheng was silent for a moment.
At this moment, she thought a lot, and even had the urge to tell him her true identity, but she finally dismissed the idea.
It is not wise to drag the younger brother into the abyss of pain at this time.
What she will face is the Great Zhou Emperor, the ruler of a country, and if she fails, she will be crushed to pieces. When there is no perfect plan, let alone the safety of the younger brother, at least the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion cannot be buried with him.
"Sister?" Luo Chen called out again.
Luo Sheng smiled nonchalantly: "Do you really want to know?"
Luo Chen nodded.
It **** being kept in the dark, and he doesn't like it.
"King Kaiyang told me." Luo Sheng threw the blame quickly.
Luo Chen was greatly surprised, looking at Luo Sheng with suspicious eyes: "How did he know?"
Luo Sheng didn't blink: "Last year he was ordered to investigate the old case of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, and he has been investigating matters related to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion. Later, he found out that some of the properties of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion were in the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion after the house was ransacked..."
Luo Chen listened silently, twitching the corners of his mouth.
It is recognized that there is money to be made in ransacking the house, but thinking that the person who ransacked the house was my old father, my mood is somewhat complicated.
"King Kaiyang found out that there is such a token, so he mentioned it to me. I was curious, so I wanted to see if there was any."
Luo Chen twitched the corner of his mouth: "King Kaiyang is honest with my sister."
Luo Sheng blushed without heartbeat: "We have a good friendship."
Luo Chen just wanted to laugh.
Isn’t this just the legendary seling and wisdom fainting, I didn’t expect King Kaiyang to be this kind of person...
The boy despised it in his heart.
Fortunately, his eyesight is okay.
"What's the use of this token?" Luo Chen paused, then changed his words, "Half a token."
"Perhaps it was used to order the soldiers." Luo Sheng gave a plausible answer, and put the Vermilion Bird Order into Luo Chen's hands, "Keep it well. It is with you, which means that it is destined for you."
"Since when did you believe this?" Even so, Luo Chen still put away the Vermillion Bird Order.
Since King Kaiyang specifically mentioned it to his sister, this matter may not be simple.
Luo Sheng felt a little relieved seeing Luo Chen like this.
Although Luo Chen is young, he is very smart. She believes that he will keep the token well.
And she revealed the origin of the token to Luo Chen today, which can be regarded as a mental preparation for him, so that he will not suddenly know his identity one day and it will be difficult to accept.
"Okay, go back if you have nothing to do."
Luo Chen didn't move.
Luo Sheng glanced at him.
The boy asked sullenly, "Is the braised pork cooked in a restaurant, or at home?"
Said to make braised pork, but didn't mention a word, showing no sincerity at all.
Luo Sheng laughed: "Just at home, I will cook myself, okay?"
Luo Chen tried his best to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, hummed and turned to leave.
Backing to the residence, Luo Chen sent out the boy, took out his token and looked at it.
A rattle with a token hidden in it is obviously not a plaything given to him by his parents. He believed what Luo Sheng said, this was an old item from the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.
But my father searched the Zhennan Palace, why did he even search the rattle drum?
Is this rattle a childhood toy of the new Zhennan King? And why in the cage where he kept his childhood toys?
Luo Chen had countless questions, and wanted to ask Luo Sheng again, but finally gave up.
He could tell that my sister was a big fool, and she couldn't ask him what she didn't want to say.
He will pay attention to it in the future, and it may be able to solve the confusion.
Time flies and the end of the month is approaching. The weather is getting colder, but there are more cars and horses on the street.
The Longevity Festival is approaching, the feudal officials, princes and dukes, and even neighbors and foreigners will gather in the capital in person or send envoys to celebrate the emperor's birthday.
This year's Longevity Festival, the common people didn't realize it, but the officials and dignitaries smelled something unusual.
In previous years, on the Longevity Day, the princes who enfeoffed all over the country only needed to send their subordinates to send congratulatory gifts, but this year the emperor opened his mouth and asked the princes and sons to lead the team to celebrate the birthday.
It is a rule that the prince does not enter the capital, and it is common sense to be courteous. Although the son is not yet a prince, it is rare for the son to lead a team to Beijing to celebrate his birthday.
It’s the day, the imperial garden of the imperial city is decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the gold and green are shining. All the princes and ministers put on grand court clothes and went to the imperial palace to celebrate the emperor’s birthday.
Birds chirped, a hundred music played in unison, and a group of dancers stepped into the hall and danced gracefully.
These dancers are selected from the market. They are all glamorous and peerless beauties, holding flowers and dancing like fairies.
Emperor Yong'an sat high in the hall, holding a golden cup and casually enjoying the singing and dancing. Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the princes and sons, as well as the young and beautiful King Zhennan.
The young man seemed not used to this kind of scene, he sat upright and didn't touch the delicacies in front of him.
All the kings and sons enjoyed the singing and dancing, either with a smile on their faces, or with obsessive eyes, and some disagreed.
Emperor Yong'an had a panoramic view of the reactions of the princes and princes, his eyes were calm.
The music pauses, the dancers step down, and Baixi enters the arena.
Compared with singing and dancing, Baixi is a little more interesting. Going up poles, kicking bottles, somersaults... are performed by these extraordinary artists, which always arouses bursts of applause.
This is a rare day where you can laugh out loud in the palace.
The pole performers are a man and a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy. The man squats slightly with the long pole on his head, and the young man climbs up the pole until he reaches the top of the pole, turning over and making various movements.
A flat peach fell from the sky, the young man caught it deftly, and offered it to the nearest nobleman.
The attention of everyone in the hall was attracted, and no one looked at those who kicked the bottle, somersaulted, or stood on their backs.
The one who kicked the bottle was a beautiful girl. Although she was upstaged by the up-and-coming entertainers, she was extremely focused.
Bottles and cans flew up and down on her feet, forming a circle in the air.
At this moment, the girl's toes suddenly trembled, and the falling bottle fell to the ground. The rhythm became chaotic, and all the bottles and cans flying in the air fell down.
There was a bang, and everyone's attention was immediately drawn back.
The young man who climbed the pole had already reached the top of the pole. At the moment when everyone's eyes were drawn away, he kicked his feet vigorously and flew towards Emperor Yong'an with the elasticity of the long pole like an arrow off the string.
"Escort—"
In the hall, people turned their backs on their backs and there was chaos.
The young man who assassinated Emperor Yong'an failed in the end, and was dragged down after being pierced by a long knife.
The birthday banquet could not go on. Emperor Yong'an hurried away with a livid face and was escorted by his guards. Governor Luo, as the commander of Jinlin Guard, stayed to clean up the mess.
Hundred officials and nobles trembled with fear, and the princes and sons trembled even more.
An assassin actually appeared on the Longevity Festival, and what followed was bound to be a **** storm.
Commanding his subordinates to **** a series of artists to prison, Governor Luo, who walked out of the imperial city, looked at the gray sky and sighed.
The mountains and rain are about to come and the wind is all over the building. I am afraid that the peaceful days will be gone forever.
(end of this chapter)
