As night gradually descends, the lights in Changsha City are just on the rise.

Various lanterns are hung on the streets, and many people are holding lanterns. Although they are not as bright as daylight, they are even more lively.

Zhao Dongting and his group also followed the crowd to the river.

The flower boats have been concentrated next to the small island in the river.

There are many lotus lanterns floating on the river, drifting with the flow.

There are also many Kongming lanterns rising slowly in the night sky.

Changsha today is really different from the past, and it is already a complete international metropolis.

There are many foreign faces in the endless stream of people wearing unique clothes.

Men, women, old, and young, and many.

This is a scene that was absolutely unseen in the most prosperous era of the Song Dynasty.

"Cooking cakes, hot cooking cakes..."                                                                                                                         

Under the hanging lanterns are festive faces.

If we want to select the happiest city in this era, Changsha should be well deserved.

Zhao Dongting looked back at the children and couldn't help but smile on his face.

These little guys are still bored in the palace.

Look at this, they all eat oily mouths and hold them in their hands.

Those little faces were filled with happy and innocent smiles.

But it only made the great masters of Wudingtang suffer.

Look, Zhu Zongyao, the deputy head of Wuding Hall and the head of the Zhenwu realm, isn’t he just being confused by his two children, but he is reluctant to blame him for his words and smiling?

He held Zhao Qing with his left hand and Zhao Feng with his right hand.

This is the child born to Zhao Dongting by Zhu Qingci and his sister Zhu Qingfeng, namely Zhu Zongyao's nephew and niece.

Both little babies are less than nine years old and are held in their hands. Zhu Zongyao loves his grandchildren more than his own grandchildren, so how can he be willing to scold him?

Even if he was covered in beard and oil, he could only smile bitterly.

And he is pretty good.

Next to him, the dignified Sword Immortal in Green-clothed, the Extreme Realm Master, and the same Jun Tianfang, the father-in-law of the country, and the most well-deserved and strongest man in the world. Who doesn’t have oil on his collar?

But these masters who could shake the Song Dynasty by just telling their names were all helpless at this time.

Many of them have no descendants and treat these children of Zhao Dongting as their biological grandchildren. They are even more close to Zhao Dongting and more doting to their children than Zhao Dongting.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is held in your hand and it is afraid of falling. It is a matter of placing it in your mouth.

Zhao Dongting saw it, but he could only let it go.

Because he knew that even if he told these seniors not to spoil these children, these seniors would not listen.

When you reach the dock by the river, it becomes more and more lively.

This is really a shoulder-to-back.

If it weren't for the empty son, Jun Tianfang and others would be with him, Zhao Dongting wouldn't dare to bring the girls and children to such occasions casually.

Even if it has been disguised.

This is the place where you can see the most clearly when looking at those flower boats.

Every year at this time, people living here can also make some money.

They rented out the window upstairs of their homes.

Some of the rich young men are willing to rent them for a considerable price.

For nothing else, it’s just a glimpse of the style of the courtesans.

Then it is a symbol of one's own identity.

If a young man can’t even get a good seat, it’s a shameful thing.

It can even rise to the family face.

Even if Zhao Dongting controls these young men, it will not be possible to avoid such things.

Moreover, Zhao Dongting never thought of suppressing these trends.

Because knowing is useless.

Looking at the energetic young men and women who were instructing the country on the window along the street, or the shy and timid rich ladies, he just shook his head and smiled.

Zhu Zongyao's face was a little embarrassed.

Because he suddenly saw that he had his juniors from the Zhu family.

But when I think that my juniors are still qualified, I feel relieved.

At the ceremony of the courtesans, the young men from all families gathered by the river, and this is nothing new.

And some families did find good female relatives at the courtesan conference.

Zhao Dongting and others arrived late and had no arrangements.

I asked several inns in a row, but they were all full. Not to mention so many people, I couldn’t even arrange one person.

By the river, there is no place to sit.

Although the children are held by the masters of Wudingtang, this is not a big deal.

Zhu Zongyao suggested embarrassedly, "Master, I saw the two boys in my family.

Why don't we go to their place?"

He was talking about the two sons of Zhu Hecong, who had been promoted to a deputy decree for punishment.

Now Zhu Hecong's two sons are nineteen and seventeen years old, so they can talk about marriage.

The old Zhu family has a father-in-law, a concubine, a deputy chief of the imperial decree, and a general general of the Tianjue Army. Now it is a well-deserved top family in the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Dongting naturally couldn't be polite to Zhu Zongyao, and nodded and said, "Okay.

Just listen to my father-in-law.”

Then a group of people walked towards the inn.
Chapter completed!