Yuan Tiangang, this extraordinary man who was famous in the Tang Dynasty, is now very old and his health is deteriorating. Even walking has become a luxury.
The court sympathized with him and specially issued him a wheelchair.
Seeing his weak physical condition, Li Chunfeng was full of worries and really didn't want to bring him to the New Year's Day ceremony, for fear that something might go wrong on the way.
But Yuan Tiangang was resolute, his eyes filled with stubbornness. He tightly grasped Li Chunfeng's sleeve, his voice trembling but firm: "I must go. I'm afraid this will be the last time I can attend the New Year's Day ceremony."
Li Chunfeng looked at his eyes full of desire, his heart softened, and he finally nodded in agreement.
So, Li Chunfeng and Zhang Xuanwei carefully pushed Yuan Tiangang and slowly passed through the streets and alleys of Chang'an.
The winter sun shines on my body, and although it is not scorching, it brings a hint of warmth.
Zhuque Street has already been decorated with lights and colorful decorations, red silks fluttering, lanterns hanging high, and the colorful decorations make the street look particularly festive.
The people were dressed in new clothes, with happy smiles on their faces. Some came with their families, some in groups of three or five, holding various small gadgets in their hands, and their laughter echoed throughout the street.
There was a vendor selling sugar figurines. The lifelike sugar figurines attracted children to gather around him in three layers, clamoring for their parents to buy them.
There are also stalls selling fireworks, with all kinds of fireworks neatly displayed, and the stall owners enthusiastically introduce them to passers-by.
Yuan Tiangang sat in a wheelchair, his originally dull eyes now sparkled. He grinned, looking at the lively scene in front of him, feeling filled with emotion.
He had spent countless years in Chang'an City, and he had seen the bustling street scenes over and over again, even feeling a little tired of them at one point.
But now, in the twilight of his life, he found that he could not see enough. Even though he was a monk who pursued transcendence of the world, he was reluctant to leave the land where he had lived all his life!
His eyes slowly swept across the shops and pedestrians on the street, as if he wanted to imprint all of this deeply in his mind.
Li Chunfeng and Zhang Xuanwei pushed Yuan Tiangang steadily along Zhuque Street, step by step towards the Daming Palace.
Along the way, no one knew that this dying old man was Yuan Tiangang, the imperial teacher of the Tang Dynasty.
When I walked into Hanyuan Hall, I found that I was not the only one attending the ceremony in a wheelchair. There were quite a few people there.
The most eye-catching among them is Yuchi Jingde, the black war god of the Tang Dynasty who once dominated the battlefield, but is now sitting in a wheelchair.
Many ministers glanced at Yuchi Jingde from time to time, feeling deeply moved.
They really couldn't believe that the old black general who was once brave and fearless on the battlefield would now be eroded by the traces of time and become so weak.
Although Yuchi Jingde had a smile on his face, he couldn't hide his pale face, which really proved the saying "time is merciless".
Inside the Hanyuan Hall, the ministers had already taken their seats in order of rank, and everyone was present.
Compared with the last New Year's Day celebration, many familiar faces are no longer seen, which makes people feel a little sad.
Even the Prime Minister, who had always presided over the New Year's Day ceremony, had been replaced by Mr. Qi. Several elderly men in wheelchairs glanced at each other, their faces breaking into a smile, followed by a slight nod. Their gazes spoke of years of friendship and a sense of the passage of time.
As the solemn sound of drums and music sounded, Emperor Retired Li Shimin and His Majesty Li Chengqian walked into the Hanyuan Hall surrounded by the crowd.
After the New Year's greetings, the New Year's Day banquet officially began.
No foreign envoys attended this year's New Year's Day ceremony. The entire banquet was harmonious, with less diplomatic dealings than in the past and more ease and comfort.
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