Volume 1 Princess Taiping Grows Up Chapter 55 Mid-Autumn Festival
Li Zhi now really thinks so, and he is also happy and proud that he has such a daughter.
Wu Zetian next to him looked at him with a smile on her face, and it was obvious that she knew what he was thinking.
Although he was always strict with his daughter on weekdays, at this moment, he was also proud of her in his heart.
After all, she was his daughter, and no matter how strict he was on the surface, it was all for her own good. But deep down, he still doted on her.
Not long after , Li Yuechen was seen coming back jumping and skipping, and Fu Lai behind him was calling people to come back carrying a few wooden barrels on a shoulder pole.
"Hey? The two adults are here."
Li Yuechen trotted over and greeted the two of them.
"Chen'er, tell me about this poem..."
Li Zhi was about to ask a question when he was suddenly interrupted by Li Yuechen.
"Grandpa, I'll talk to you later. Let me put the fertilizer in the field first. Otherwise, if the smell spreads, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well tonight."
As he said this, he quickly asked people to spread the fertilizer in the wooden barrel into the garden, then took a hoe and started turning the soil to bury the fertilizer.
"you……"
When Wu Zetian saw that she dared to make the emperor wait, she opened her mouth to teach her a lesson, but was stopped by Li Zhi.
Li Yuechen also took a small shovel and started turning the soil, and buried the fertilizer underground with the people he brought back.
After the wooden barrel was opened, the smell of biological weapons instantly spread, and the people around frowned subconsciously.
Zhang Chengxin came over and said, "Saint, it's better for you to wait outside with the Queen. This thing is pungent..."
"No problem!" Li Zhi waved his hand. "My daughter has already done it herself, so why can't I just watch from here?"
Wu Zetian smiled and stood beside her, watching with her.
Xiao He reacted quickly and ran over immediately: "Your Highness, why don't you let me help..."
"Step back! You don't understand what I'm doing for you, just watch from the side!" Li Yuechen waved his hand and continued to turn the soil and bury the fertilizer with a small shovel.
It was only the end of July and the weather was still quite hot. After a while, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Li Yuechen's forehead.
Li Zhi was standing at the entrance of the hall, holding a health ball in his hand, enduring the unpleasant smell while watching his daughter work.
Fortunately, the land was not too big, only about 100 square meters, and it didn’t take too long to complete.
When everything was done, Li Yuechen's hands were inevitably covered with a layer of dirt.
After throwing the shovel down, he raised his hand to wipe the dense layer of sweat on his forehead, revealing a little face that was slightly red after exercise.
Then he jumped over the fence of Linbo Pavilion and came in front of Li Zhi and Wu Zetian, stretched out his two black little hands to make claws, and roared: "Awoo--"
"Are you still crying? Go wash your hands!" Wu Zetian glared and yelled, while raising her hand as if to hit him.
"I'll go right away!" Li Yuechen ran to the backyard to wash his hands with a smile.
Li Zhi couldn't help but grinning and raised his hand to touch his beard.
Fulai gave some money to the people who helped with fertilizing and left, then came over to report today's itinerary to Li Zhi and Wu Zetian.
After a while, Li Yuechen came back jogging after washing his hands.
Li Zhi then squatted down, picked up the paper in his hand and asked, "Chen'er, when was this poem written?"
Seeing the paper in his hand, Li Yuechen was stunned.
Shit, forgot to get this done!
But he immediately explained: "This is what I wrote when I saw farmers working in the fields when I was out of the palace last time."
Li Zhi didn't worry too much about this. After all, Li Yuechen would run out of the palace every now and then, so it was nothing new.
Li Zhi raised his hand and touched his daughter's head, his expression seemed to sigh: "Chen'er has the world in his heart. It is a blessing for Mei Niang and me to have you!"
"That's because of the two adults that we have a child!" Li Yuechen smiled and opened her arms to give him a hug, "This is also a blessing for the child!"
Li Zhi patted his daughter's back twice with his hands, looking pleased.
Then Li Yuechen came to Wu Zetian again, opened his arms and said, "Mother, squat down quickly and give me a hug!"
"How old are you and still hugging me?"
Despite what she said, Wu Zetian still squatted down and gave her a hug.
Li Yuechen put her face close to hers: "No matter how old I am, I will always be your daughter!"
As he said this, he kissed her hard on the face, very loudly.
This made Wu Zetian blush a little, and she stretched out her finger and tapped her head hard.
After playing around for a while, Li Zhi and Wu Zetian went back, and took the poem with them when they left.
Li Yuechen felt a little helpless. With Li Zhi's current personality, he would probably show off to the ministers in the court next time, right?
After thinking about it, Li Yuechen decided not to attend the next court meeting to avoid social failure.
…
As time went by, a batch of fruit peels would be delivered to the stores in Nanshi almost every two days.
Li Yuechen handed it over to the servants to deal with. The good ones were thrown into the soil and buried. If there were any shriveled ones, they were thoroughly dried in the sun, then ground into powder and sprinkled into the soil.
Although Li Yuechen didn't dare to guarantee the safety of this piece of land, he still had some certainty and confidence.
Li Yuechen sincerely hopes that grain production can be increased, even if only a little bit. At least in this way, the people will be more capable of fighting natural disasters.
In the blink of an eye, as the weather turns cooler, it is already the Mid-Autumn Festival in August.
The Mid-Autumn Festival of this era is not much different from that of more than a thousand years later. Moon cakes are still eaten, but they are not called moon cakes now, but Yuetuan.
There are also very few types of fillings, and most of them are made of jujube paste.
But the only difference is that the mooncakes of this era are all very beautiful in appearance, and feel like the steamed buns of various shapes in Shanxi.
Most mooncakes of this era are made into shapes of various flowers for good luck.
Another thing is sacrifice. Because the ancients worshipped gods, they would offer sacrifices on many festivals.
Because Li Yuechen is a female member of the family, she usually does not participate in such activities, so she has some free time.
But this year Li Zhi asked her to participate together.
Li Yuechen asked if it was possible not to participate?
As a result, Li Zhi’s meaning was very clear: I am not asking for your opinion, but just letting you know.
Feeling helpless, Li Yuechen could only endure the discomfort and agree.
After practicing in the morning, they read and practiced calligraphy in the afternoon. It was around three o'clock, so Xiao He took Li Yuechen back to dress up.
After all, it was not just Li Zhi and his wife who participated in the sacrificial dinner, but also a bunch of ministers, so the princess still had to show her style.
It is worth mentioning that Li Zhi actually took the poem "Song of Pity the Peasants" to the court to show off to his ministers.
Of course, the ministers were very respectful and praised the princess for being sensible, saying that it was a blessing for the Tang Dynasty to have such a princess, etc.
When Fulai came back excitedly to report the news, Li Yuechen looked surprised and showed no interest in the result.
My hope seemed to have been poured with a bucket of cold water.
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It was almost dusk and the Mid-Autumn Festival ceremony of worshiping the moon goddess was about to begin. Li Yuechen followed Fulai and Xiaohe to Xihuamen.
She originally planned to ride her tricycle over here, but was stopped by Fulai and Xiaohe.
If it was in Chang'an, this kind of sacrificial ceremony would usually be held . Yes, it's the thing in the Normal University more than a thousand years later.
But now in Dongdu, there are Xuantan and Taoist temples for sacrifices in the imperial palace, so there is no need to travel too far.
The four brothers also arrived at almost the same time as Li Yuechen. Li Hong had a relieved smile on his face: "Finally, you don't look so disheveled today."
Li Yuechen raised his eyebrows: "Then may I ask, brothers, am I prettier on ordinary days or today?"
"Of course it looks better today!" Li Hong nodded and commented, "This is proper etiquette for women!"
Li Xian shook his head in disapproval: "I think it looks better on weekdays! Today... it lacks the usual carefree feeling."
"Yes, the moon today is not like the familiar moon." Li Xian replied.
"have a look!"
Li Yuechen turned his head and looked at his eldest brother Li Hong: "Brother! Look and listen! This is the real evaluation!"
"What nonsense!" Li Hong showed his authority as an elder brother, "You are really unreasonable!"
Having said that, he turned his head and looked at Li Lun, the youngest of the four brothers: "Silang, what do you think?"
Li Lun looked up at him and said, "I feel that all the women I see on weekdays are like this, but Yuechen has a different feeling, so I also think she looks better on weekdays!"
Li Yuechen gave a thumbs up and said, "My three brothers have a keen eye for talent! I will send you more canned food by the end of the year!"
"you!"
Li Hong felt frustrated and pointed at his brothers, unable to resist the urge to curse.
Li Yuechen smiled and said, "Don't be angry, brother. People have different perceptions of beauty. You should be more open to other ideas."
“You…”
Li Hong shook his head helplessly: "Okay, just wait here for your parents to come."
After a while, the ministers came over one after another. Seeing that the princes and princesses were there, they came over to pay their respects.
Li Hong and others also returned the gifts, exchanged a few polite words, and wished each other a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.
Many ministers focused their attention on Princess Li Yuechen. After all, Li Zhi had shown off the Poem of Pity the Farmers in the court some time ago, and it was impossible not to pay attention.
Now this poem has gradually begun to spread throughout the Tang Dynasty and is known by more scholars and literati in the world.
However, the dissemination effect should not be too great. Li Yuechen has also deduced some things over the years.
Although people in the Tang Dynasty liked poetry, perhaps because Li Bai, Du Fu and others had not yet appeared, they were not as fanatical about it.
Poetry during this period was still considered a hobby. From the emperor to the common people, anyone who could read would generally write poetry as a hobby.
Only Master Liu Rengui came to Li Yuechen with a smile on his face and said, "Minnong is well written!"
"Thank you for the compliment, Master." Li Yuechen replied, "I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"
"Your Highness is well too!" Liu Rengui bowed with a smile.
As they were chatting, Li Zhi, wearing a royal crown, and Wu Zetian, wearing gorgeous clothes, came over, accompanied by a group of servants.
Li Yuechen and other children paid their respects together with other ministers.
Li Zhi smiled, raised his hand, said "No need for formalities", then walked in front and led the ministers to Xuantan.
Just then, the sun had completely set, and a bright full moon hung in the deep blue sky, surrounded by stars that occasionally twinkled, like a beautiful dynamic wallpaper.
Li Yuechen and several of his brothers stood in front of the ministers, looking helplessly at Li Zhi and Wu Zetian reciting parallel prose in Xuantan that they probably couldn't understand.
I feel that being an emperor is not easy. At least on the surface, I can really devote myself to it.
It seems that there is a reason why the emperor is so immature...
By the time he finished reading the parallel prose, the moon had become brighter and brighter, and Li Zhi ordered a banquet to begin.
It is worth mentioning that the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was not held in the hall, but in the square outside the hall.
The ministers sat on both sides, with actors from the Jiaofang performing songs and dances in the middle.
I don’t know if Li Zhi has recently fallen in love with this kind of high tables and chairs, so all the tables and chairs at this banquet were replaced with this kind.
This thing has been around for a while, and the ministers all know what it is.
Some people have even asked their carpenters at home to make a batch of replicas.
Seeing Li Zhi sit down, his children and ministers also took their seats.
The musicians sitting around began to play their instruments, and the actors in the center of the square began to dance to the music...
You know what, perhaps because the musicians were sitting in a circle, the sound was very three-dimensional, just like listening to a concert.
The emperor and his ministers enjoyed the singing and dancing while eating and drinking. After a while, they were inspired to write poetry again.
He was writing poetry and drinking at the same time, which felt like discussing heroes over a cup of wine.
Li Yuechen was bored and took small sips of Sanlejiang. She didn't understand poetry at all and couldn't appreciate it.
Attending such a banquet, there is almost no feeling other than boredom.
Only the silvery full moon in the sky could attract most of her attention.
After a while, the drunk Li Zhi and his ministers started dancing again, which was almost a must for large-scale events in that era.
Li Zhi, who had taken off his crown and robes, began to dance in the center with his ministers to the music.
Then he waved to Li Hong and others, asking them to come over and dance with him.
After all, Wu Zetian was the queen, so she didn't need to go. She could only dance for the emperor.
Perhaps because most people were drunk, their movements were greatly distorted and the whole square looked like a group of demons dancing wildly.
Li Yuechen shook his head with a look of regret, thinking that if he had a mobile phone in his hand right now, he would definitely record everything and post it on WeChat Moments.
The caption reads: Ziwei Palace Disco, welcome to your arrival!
No one, whether outside or in the future, would ever imagine that in this era there is already a tradition of open-air discotheques!
After a while, Li Xian came over, wiped the sweat off his head and said, "Yuechen, why don't you dance with us?"
Li Yuechen shook his head: "Let the brothers handle this matter. I will go and accompany my mother."
After saying that, he stood up and walked to Wu Zetian. Li Xian nodded to indicate that he was right, then turned around and went back to dance with them.
