It is impossible to break it in vain.

Lao Zheng did not allow his grandson to say this, and he couldn't even think about it.

"You don't have to feel wronged. At least the matter has been resolved temporarily. The second elder has been forced back to Xingyang by me, and everyone else has also been warned that no one will threaten the position of the head of the family in a short period of time."

What is this? I lost it and won it?

Even if Zheng Haoran couldn't think it was impossible, he blinked and said, "Yes, grandpa, grandson understand."

Old Zheng nodded with relief and said with satisfaction: "You can figure it out best. After the injury on your leg is cured, remember to go and apologize to His Royal Highness in person. You must do a good job and don't cause any more trouble."

Under the strong pressure, even if Zheng Haoran was unwilling to do so, he had to lower his head: "I remember my grandfather's teachings and I will definitely find a way to ease the relationship with the prince in the future."

Lao Zheng couldn't see how wronged his grandson felt, but isn't it like this that people live in this world that constantly compromise and then compromise?

No one can keep being strong, otherwise there would be no allusion that is easy to break.

My grandson is used to being smooth sailing. With the identity of the legitimate son of the Zheng family in Xingyang, there are people everywhere. This time, it may not be a bad thing to suffer some setbacks in the hands of the prince.

"Haoran, don't blame grandpa. Many times, face may not be as important as you think, and right or wrong may not be so clear. What you think is right may not be right from another perspective. But what you think is humiliating will be fortunate when you look back one day in the future.

If you don’t say anything else, just talk about Wang Bo, the Wang family. His identity is similar to yours, but look at how he did it. On that night, in order to ease his relationship with the royal family, he would not hesitate to put down his figure and show his goodwill to a singer.

If you can take it and let it go, this is the child of aristocratic family. At best, you are just a playboy from aristocratic family.

Haoran, grandpa said this, what will happen in the future? You can choose your own choice."

After Lao Zheng gave a heart-to-heart preaching, he never looked at his grandson again and turned around and left.

If Zheng Haoran still can’t figure it out, then give up. The aristocratic family never lacks talents, and at worst, they can continue to cultivate it.

...

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival.

Chang'an was brightly lit at night. In order to celebrate the first festival of the early Zhenguan year, Li Laoer waved his hand and decided to cancel the curfew for three days, and made this a routine.

In other words, after he dies, this is the rule of ancestors.

Li Chengqian didn't care much about this. Anyway, for him, it was the same as if there was a curfew. Even if there was no, he wouldn't run out to roam in the middle of the night.

Well, the key is that there are really no entertainment activities in the Tang Dynasty, and the nightlife is even more monotonous and boring, and Li Chengqian really has no interest in participating.

However, the hundreds that Cheng Chumo brought only two, and the huge boxes that the three of them hugged made him very happy. He turned around one of the boxes that were carried in for a few turns. If it hadn't been completely dark, he would have wanted to ignite them now and try it.

"How is it? I have tried it but it didn't work. I won't blow it up like last time, right?"

Cheng Chumo looked at Li Chengqian like a fool: "How is this possible? You look like a wooden box. In fact, each box contains twelve iron pipes. The fireworks you mentioned are placed in cast iron pipes. Even if something unexpected happens, it is impossible to explode directly."

No wonder the two imperial guards who just brought the box over were sweating profusely. Li Chengqian didn't know what to say, so he looked at Cheng Chumo helplessly: "Chumo, you are so talented."

"Hahaha, you just saw it, I'll tell you..."

Bar, Cheng Chumo couldn't stop after opening the box, and pulled Li Chengqian and bragged about how many problems he had solved in the past few days.

Li Chengqian heard the head was as big as a bucket and pushed him away: "Get out, your saliva is sprayed on my face."

Cheng Chumo did not think it was offended and continued excitedly: "Chengqian, do you know? I found that your fireworks are very suitable for issuing orders and ordering the army. In the past, when we marched and fought, we agreed on each other when the time to launch an attack would always be less than that.

But with this firework, it is much easier to notify friendly forces of attack. As long as you agree on how many sounds or colors each time, several armies can launch attacks at the same time, making the enemy frightened."

"That's it?" Li Chengqian was stunned.

"Yes!" Cheng Chumo was serious.

Well, in the era of communication yelling, this seems to be a more reliable method.

"Cheng Chumo, today is the Spring Festival. I don't want to talk about business. Now, take your people to get all the fireworks to Furong Garden and find an open space to set it down. It will be useful when it is midnight."

Cheng Chumo wanted to speak but stopped. He looked at Li Chengqian pitifully, as if he had a lot of words to say, but in the end, thousands of words were summed up in one sentence: "No problem, I'll let someone prepare."

"That's right. Fireworks are for viewing. Don't think about everything in the military. What can really work on the battlefield is not this."

After sending Cheng Chumo away, Yun Xi, dressed up in a colorful manner, walked over from the side: "Your Highness, it's almost time. Didn't the Empress invite Miss Su to enjoy the lantern the day before yesterday? It would be too late if she didn't set out."

“…”

By the way, why did you forget this?

Li Chengqian slapped his forehead and remembered that the day before yesterday, Su Yi followed Mrs. Su into the palace to pay homage to her mother, but somehow her mother asked the girl to watch the Lantern Festival.

I obviously have nothing to do with that girl, why am I so enthusiastic about?

Empress Changsun’s random act of making couples reminded Li Chengqian of the horror scene of being urged by my mother to get married in later generations. She was in a different place. How similar was this scene.

"Your Highness! Your Highness?!" Yun Xi called him twice when he found Li Chengqian distracted.

"Ah, oh, that, I suddenly felt a little headache, why don't you forget it today." Li Chengqian was a little cowardly when he exchanged identities and teased the girl in the Furong Garden Poetry Festival last time.

This is really not guilty, I just think meeting in this situation is likely to cause misunderstandings.

How could Yun Xi not know what Li Chengqian was thinking? He covered his mouth and chuckled: "Your Highness, your Majesty and the Empress will be present today, and all the princes and daughters will go with you. You are the crown prince and the eldest son. If you don't go, wouldn't it be criticized?"

"Uh..." Li Chengqian scratched his head and blinked: "What do you mean...must go?"
Chapter completed!