Yuezhaoyingan

The Mid-Autumn Festival is within two days, and the Xingnai Long Street Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival is the most lively event in this autumn. Qu He doesn’t know where to go at night, and Zhao’an doesn’t have a good impression of the Mid-Autumn Festival. , I was a little sleepy all day, Ling Yu thought about it, and took him out to watch the Lantern Festival at night.

Both sides of the long street are hung with all kinds of lanterns, and under the lanterns, there are strange people from all over the world, such as iron smiths and jugglers. It has been a long time since I have felt the hustle and bustle of the city like this.

In fact, Zhao'an didn't go out very often when he was a child, because Ling Yu didn't like noise, and Zhao'an was satisfied as long as he stayed by Ling Yu's side, but the child's heart always yearned for excitement.Now Ling Yu was walking beside him, seeing the beautiful lanterns, and the laughter of passers-by around him, Zhao'an felt a long-lost joy in his heart, and talked more along the way.

At the end of the long street is the most prestigious restaurant in Beijing—Chunfenglou. From the second floor of Chunfenglou, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Xingnai Lantern Festival. Tasting the best spring brew in a pot building every month is naturally the most pleasant Mid-Autumn Festival night.

Naturally, Ling Yu didn't bring Zhao'an here for wine. After all, Zhao'an was strictly restricted from drinking alcohol since he came back from injury. Except for secretly tasting a little behind Ling Yu's back with the acquiescence of the housekeeper during the New Year, he never drank it again. drop.Although the dim sum in Chunfenglou is also top-notch, and the fragrance of Longjing tea on the table is also wafting, Zhao'an couldn't help but glance at the elegant seat next door partitioned by a screen, his nose fluttered slightly, obviously he was not addicted to alcohol, but at this moment he was seduced by the aroma of the wine Like a little drunk.

Why couldn't Ling Yu see it, and smiled secretly in his heart, but he pretended not to know, and gave him a piece of golden silk soufflé: "Try it?"

Zhao'an took a deep breath, as if he wanted to suck up all the aroma of wine in the air, and then he was embarrassed but strongly hinted: "It smells so good..."

Ling Yu said solemnly: "Yes, his family's golden silk cheese is very particular about the ingredients. It is not an exaggeration to say that the imperial chef can't make it. It is best with Longjing tea." After finishing speaking, he put the tea cup on the table to Zhaoan Pushed in front of him.

Uh……

In order not to disobey Ling Yu's kindness, he took a sip of Longjing tea quietly, smacking his lips, but he didn't pay attention to the taste at all. The only thing in his eyes was the spring brew on someone else's table, and he seemed out of his mind.Reluctantly withdrawing his gaze, he saw an uncontrollable smile on Ling Yu's lips.

Only then did he realize that Ling Yu was playing tricks on him, knowing what he was talking about, and deliberately leading him aside, he said angrily, "Dian... Ling Yu!"

Ling Yu's smile didn't diminish, but he still didn't intend to come to a pot of spring brew.

Seeing that he was not moved at all, Zhao'an thought for a while, then immediately changed his mind, raised his eyes, looked at him pitifully, and Qiqi Aiqiu asked, "Can I have a sip? Just a sip."

Seeing his appearance, Ling Yu finally couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to ask Xiao Er to serve a pot of spring brew and some side dishes to accompany the wine.

The clear wine was poured from the white jade-like spout, and the mellow taste occupied the senses. Zhao'an couldn't wait to take a sip, and before his lips were willing to leave the rim of the glass, he raised his eyes and looked at Ling Yu's face again. He didn't respond, and finally boldly raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Ling Yu also poured himself a glass, he was not fond of wine, he just tasted it before stopping, but Zhaoan secretly drank several glasses while he was not paying attention, his face had already started to turn red without knowing it, and it was another drink. After a cup, Ling Yu pressed his hand that was about to pour the wine again, and shook his head clearly: "I can't drink any more."

"Oh..." Zhao withdrew his hand reluctantly, licked his lips as if aftertaste, leaned over and looked outside the building, the long street outside was brightly lit, and the longest dragon-shaped lantern was already on the long street. The center is lit up, and it screams brightly, reflecting the flow of people like a weaving, bustling and charming.Zhao'an murmured, "It's really spectacular."

Ling Yu saw light in his eyes: "Do you like it?"

"Yeah." Zhao'an nodded, "It's just too short, and I don't know when I will go next time."

Ling Yu smiled. In fact, what Zhao'an didn't know was that the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival was not once every few years like it is now. At that time, the Changstreet Lantern Festival was very grand every year, and there were countless businessmen coming and going.

At this time, he turned his head and took the lights and festoons of the city into his eyes, and said softly: "Throughout the ages, so much prosperity has become an old dream, and there is only silence to end." As he lowered his eyes, a trace of sentimentality floated in his heart.

Ling Yu has always had a gentle smile, and rarely has such a strange feeling, as if... a little fragile.Seeing this, Zhao An stretched out his hand to hold his hand, probably because the private seat has beaded curtains, but it is considered a large crowd, or it is purely because of the intoxication of wine, his ears are also red, and his movements are not obvious but he is very stubborn: "Will not."

Ling Yu looked at him.Seeing the bright lights outside the window reflected in Zhao'an's eyes, he squeezed Ling Yu's hand slightly, and said firmly, "No, dust in the prosperous age, as long as someone diligently wipes it, it will not continue to dim after all."

Feeling the temperature from his hand, Ling Yu's heart suddenly softened and he said with a smile: "You have explained the truth to me today, and there is nothing to praise you for. You are allowed to discuss with the boss about spring brewing. Bring back."

Hearing this, Zhao'an cheered a little, and before the waiter came over, he ran to choose wine and pay the bill in fear that Ling Yu would regret it, and the most important thing was to hold on to Chunfeng Niang.

Ling Yu got up behind him, walked out of the private seat, leaned on the railing to see that he had already descended to the first floor, and was walking through the hall nimbly to choose wine, he shook his head with a smile, and slowly walked upstairs go down.

The private seats on the second floor are separated by left and right screens, covered by bead curtains, each of them is a shadow, and when Ling Yu walks halfway and passes by the private room of the separate room on the other side, he realizes that this corner of the second floor seems to be too quiet, floating with other figures on the second floor The excitement is quite different.He was just feeling strange, and then the beaded curtain in the private room beside him slammed softly, and the person who was about to come out of the curtain paused for a while when he saw him, but he reacted in an instant, still with a respectful and indifferent face, slightly bowed and said: " Third Highness."

Ling Yu was startled slightly, a trace of unease welled up in his heart, and then he looked into the private room where the bead curtain was half lifted by the man, and a pair of familiar eyes were also looking at him upon hearing the sound.

There were not too many candles lit in the private room. The man was sitting alone at the table. He was wearing a black uniform that made him thinner. Some of his gray hair was neatly tied in the crown. Even if he met him in a restaurant, he still had a secretive distance. feel.

Ling Yu breathed lightly, turned his eyes down respectfully, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty."