Chapter 300: Fireworks, the Fireworks in Yang Yuhuan's Heart

"Qi Lang, hasn't started yet?"

Li Longji asked Li Xuan.

"Your Majesty, it starts at 3:30 pm," Li Xuan replied to Li Longji.

"How long is it until the third quarter of the evening..."

Li Longji turned to ask the eunuch who was recording the time.

"Your Majesty, there is less than half a minute left..."

The eunuch who was recording the time replied.

"I'll wait around!"

Li Longji nodded.

"Yuhuan, if Li Xiang fails to make Shangyuan magnificent, don't favor him anymore."

Lady Guo, Lady Han and Lady Qin surrounded Yang Yuhuan and spoke to her.

Li Xuan's interests now conflict too greatly with Yang's, making Yang's eager to bring down Li Xuan.

But Yang Yuhuan protected Li Xuan even more than An Lushan.

So Lady Guo wanted to seize this opportunity.

They also thought that Li Xuan would not let the saint enjoy himself.

If the sage is not satisfied, he will surely be furious. As long as Yang Yuhuan does not persuade him, he will rebuke Li Xuan.

It is unrealistic to dismiss him from his position as prime minister, but as long as they can strike a blow to Li Xuan's prestige and his status in the heart of the saint, they will feel much better in the future.

"Sister has been criticizing Qilang recently. Do you have any grudge against each other?"

Yang Yuhuan was waiting with great anticipation, but suddenly heard these words from Lady Guoguo, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

It has happened more than once that her sister always says bad things about Li Xuan intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yuhuan... How could we, weak women, have any grudge against the prime minister? We just don't want the saint to come with high hopes and leave with disappointment."

Yang Yuyao would certainly not admit the conflict of interest between the "Five Yangs" and Li Xuan.

They did many things without telling Yang Yuhuan.

Even if you ask a saint for a favor, just a glass of wine at a banquet, the saint will soften his heart and agree.

"Is it because Qilang didn't give my sister money to decorate the house?"

Yang Yuhuan thought it was this matter. She had a good relationship with her sisters and wanted to mediate: "Sisters, you are rich and powerful, are you short of money? Tomorrow I will share some of the saint's reward with you!"

"Need not……"

Yang Yuyao said quickly.

He could tell that Yang Yuhuan still wanted to protect Li Xuan.

If her source of income had not been cut off, Li Xuan would indeed be likable.

As a biological sister, Yang Yuyao even suspected that Yang Yuhuan was just like she used to be, and was infatuated with Li Xuan and couldn't stop.

That’s why we maintain it everywhere.

But she didn't dare say it, because everything about the Yang family came from Yang Yuhuan.

Without Yang Yuhuan's protection, the Yang family would inevitably return to its previous state, and during this period the "Five Yangs" made many enemies. Officials, powerful families, wealthy people, ministers, and royal families were all offended by the Five Yangs.

By then, Yang will die without a burial place.

"Qilang is the prime minister, even Sanlang listens to Qilang's opinions. Tell your brother to fully support Qilang."

Upon seeing this, Yang Yuhuan held Yang Yuyao's hand and softened her words.

"We know."

Yang Yuyao could only perfunctorily deal with it in her heart.

As long as the "Five Yangs" have greed in their hearts, the conflict with Li Xuan is unsolvable.

Because what they want is not a few thousand or tens of thousands of strings of cash, but millions of strings of cash.

What they want is luxury and extravagance.

"what is that?"

Just then, there was a startled voice.

Civil and military officials saw a bright light shining at the foot of the mountain.

Li Longji put down his wine glass, stood up from the couch in Cuiyun Pavilion, and came to Yang Yuhuan.

Li Xuan, Li Linfu, Pei Kuan and Gao Lishi followed Li Longji.

At the same time, halfway up Mount Li, on the first terrace set up by Li Xuan, the soldiers of the Jinwu Guard who were making iron flowers began a wonderful performance according to their usual training.

They all knew that the Saint and the Royal Concubine were watching on the top of the mountain, and they dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Li Xuan promised that if the performance tonight was perfect, each person would be rewarded with ten pieces of silk and five strings of cash.

Therefore, the soldiers of the Jinwu Guard who participated in making iron flowers were full of fighting spirit.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the first iron flower began to bloom on the lowest platform. The iron flower, which was ten feet in diameter, bloomed in an instant and then fell like thousands of stars, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

Unfortunately, Li Longji and the civil and military officials did not catch it in time.

Yang Yuhuan had been standing in a position where she could see Huaqing Palace, but she was talking to Yang Yuyao and others, and in the blink of an eye, only the "shooting star" was left.

Just like this, Yang Yuhuan was extremely excited...

However, many family members of princes and ministers below witnessed the first iron flower blooming.

For example, Pei Lingxi, Jiang Yueyao and so on.

They were in the best position in front of the Green Pavilion. The moment they saw Tiehua, they were immediately immersed in it and held each other's hands.

The first flower blooming is just the beginning. The flower sticks used by the Jinwu Guard soldiers are special tree sticks that are as thick as a fist and more than a foot long. There is a circular groove with a diameter of one inch at the top of the stick to hold the iron juice. When making iron flowers, the flower maker wears an upside-down gourd ladle on his head for protection.

Because it was winter, the soldiers of the Jinwu Guards were not shirtless, but were wearing linen clothes. They held the upper stick filled with iron juice in one hand and the lower stick without iron juice in the other hand, and quickly ran to the flower shed and hit the upper stick with the lower stick. A dozen flower beaters took turns, one after another, going back and forth between the furnace and the flower shed. One stick of iron flowers shot up into the sky, and another stick followed, and the sticks were connected, one after another, in an endless stream...

"Dangdang..."

"Crackling..."

The sound of iron rods and iron sheets colliding and the sound of sparks burning intertwined together to form a unique rhythm.

This rhythm is particularly clear in the silent night.

At this time, Li Longji came to the position next to Yang Yuhuan. He saw sparks blooming under the mountain and couldn't believe it.

Why can these sparks fly several feet high and have a diameter of more than ten feet?

There is also a vague figure visible in the sparks.

All the civil and military officials were dumbfounded; they were attracted by this wonderful sight.

Even conservatives have forgotten to laugh at Li Xuan's jokes.

In this beautiful scenery, a quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Iron flowers also began to bloom on the second terrace, allowing more people to see them as if they were entering the first terrace.

But the first terrace still retains its blooming iron flowers.

Li Longji and the civil and military officials at the top of Mount Li could clearly see two iron flowers not far apart, rising and falling one after another. As time passed, the third and fourth steps, and finally the Cuiyun Pavilion, were lit one after another.

Sparks flew everywhere, dazzling.

Thousands and thousands of iron flowers bloomed in the air, and a field of flowers and silver flowers illuminated the night sky.

This kind of beauty is breathtaking, and its beauty surpasses all the prosperity in the world.

Sometimes when the east wind blows, sparks fly with magic.

The breeze blew through Yang Yuhuan's long hair. She was extremely independent and looked at the layers of flames blooming, with surprise and intoxication in her eyes.

These flaming flowers seemed to bloom in her heart.

Although each flower blooms for a short time, the fireworks blooming in her eyes seem to last forever.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and her focused expression seemed to engrave this brief and brilliant moment forever in her heart.

Compared to other people, Li Xuan is not that rare. He has seen fireworks in both his past life and this life.

He looked around, and all the civil and military officials were shocked at the sky.

Li Longji stroked his beard with a smile.

Yang Yuhuan folded her hands lightly in front of her, and her gentle posture seemed to blend into the beautiful fireworks in the sky.

The constantly flickering fireworks set off her beautiful face, making her look unparalleled, which made Li Xuan take a second look.

Li Xuan thought that Pei Lingxi, Changli and others who were standing by the Green Pavilion at this moment were also as beautiful.

Yang Yuhuan suddenly came to her senses. When she looked at Li Xuan for the first time, she suddenly found that Li Xuan was staring at her.

My face turned red in an instant and my heart beat faster than fireworks.

Li Xuan also quickly looked away.

Yang Yuhuan felt even more guilty. She suddenly clapped her hands and jumped for joy like a little girl.

Li Longji sensed the movement of Yang Yuhuan next to him and subconsciously took a look.

He thought Yang Yuhuan blushed with excitement because of seeing the fireworks.

Seeing Yang Yuhuan so happy, Li Longji was even happier, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes could no longer be concealed.

The iron flowers in the sky are constantly changing, sometimes like spinning flowers dancing, sometimes like blooming peonies, and sometimes like golden waterfalls pouring down on the earth...

The palace maids and officials in Huaqing Palace actually saw it more clearly. They unconsciously put down their work and looked towards Mount Li...

The iron flowers lasted for a full hour and a half, and they went out one by one from bottom to top...

Originally, the furnace below was the most prepared.

There is only one furnace at the top.

In an hour and a half, two waves of people had already rotated below.

No matter how beautiful the fireworks are, you will get tired of them if you see them too much.

Tonight is the Lantern Festival, and blooming is enough.

The full moon was cold, but the fireworks warmed Li Longji and the civil and military ministers so that they did not feel the cold.

"Saint, the fireworks have ended. Did you enjoy it?"

After Li Xuan bowed to Li Longji, he asked him.

"Enjoy it! Enjoy it! What is Qilang doing?"

Li Longji clapped his hands in praise and asked Li Xuan.

"Saint, please come to the venue in front of Cuiyun Pavilion and take a look!"

Li Xuan invited Li Longji.

Li Longji couldn't wait to find out what was going on, so he followed Li Xuan to the furnace.

Li Xuan pointed to the furnace, flower shed, and tools, and explained to Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan the principles of making iron flowers.

Originally it was just a small Taoist trick to exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits, but with some bold improvements, it has become the spectacular thing it is today.

Li Longji was shocked by Li Xuan's wonderful ideas.

"The sparks were like a waterfall. Were you burned?"

Li Longji then asked the Jinwu Guards who were responsible for making iron flowers.

"Saint, as long as we have good skills, we can release all the molten iron into the air without getting burned. If it is summer, we can make iron flowers with our upper bodies naked..."

The answer from a Jinwu Guard was shocking.

But at this moment Li Longji had to believe it.

He could see clearly in front of Cuiyun Pavilion that the Jinwu Guards were bathed in firelight.

"The beauty of the iron flowers is like the falling stars. The people of Chang'an should also see it!"

Li Longji clapped his hands and said.

He had this idea because he wanted countless people in Chang'an to receive the kindness of the holy monarch.

Let foreign envoys and Western Hu merchants see the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

This is a mentality of showing off.

"Next year during the Lantern Festival, the sage will return to Chang'an. The lanterns in Qujiang, Chang'an, together with the iron flowers, will be unmatched in heaven."

Li Xuan replied to Li Longji with a smile.

"It's extremely, it's extremely..."

"Qi Lang's Lantern Festival is very satisfactory to me. I will reward Qi Lang with 5,000 pieces of brocade..."

Li Longji agreed and said that he would definitely return to Chang'an to celebrate Yuanzheng next year.

He also rewarded Li Xuan for the arrangement of the Lantern Festival.

"I thank the Saint..."

Li Xuan bowed his hands in thanks.

He always accepted Li Longji's rewards without hesitation.

Brocade is the most gorgeous tribute brocade from Shu and is very valuable.

After the civil and military officials woke up, they had different thoughts.

Li Linfu remained silent.

He couldn't understand what was going on in Li Xuan's head. Thinking of the previous ridicule, he just wanted to leave quickly.

Li Xuan's confidants were even more amazed at Li Xuan's wisdom, as they understood him.

These fireworks are made of molten iron. They look gorgeous but are fleeting.

But it actually doesn't cost much.

Seeking straightness in the crookedness can save countless money.

This kind of admiration gradually penetrated into their bones. In the future, there will be a group of civil and military officials who will regard Li Xuan's words as a guiding principle and his actions as the right path, and eventually become Li Xuan's die-hard supporters, unwavering...

(End of this chapter)