The Lantern Festival in the Song Dynasty was a rare moment for emperors to have fun with the common people.

  Zhao Xi was also enticed by the atmosphere of expectation in the palace and held on until the lantern festival.

  At this time he was somewhat distracted and still a thousand years away.

  Spent all day in the inner courtyard, surrounded by palace walls, never had a moment of confusion, and even forgot that I was someone with a past.

  When he saw the bustling crowd under the city and the entire Bianliang City shining brightly, he suddenly forgot where he was.

  Never had the same scene, the only similarity was that fire tree silver flower lamp and the crowd that could not be seen. He still hadn't forgotten the past, although he didn't often think of what used to be...

  What is called "official seat", I suppose it's a traditional practice of the whole nation. For example, now, it's just a lantern-watching entertainment activity, under the city gate, whether it's an imperial edict or a village woman, can forget their identity, freely express their emotions of depression or joy, but on the Xuan De Gate, they still sit in order like in the imperial court.

  Zhao Xi because is considered a child, so can freely run around, and does not mind giving himself a fixed seat.

  When the drummer struck the first beat, the din paused for a moment, and then people began to revel... real revelry.

  Zhao Xi looked from the east end of the city wall to the west end, little by little.

  Originally wearing loincloths, sumo wrestlers already existed at that time and should have been the playful activities of robust women. He suddenly understood why the sumo wrestlers he saw in later generations were all droopy with flesh...

  The prototype of street dance was also formed at that time, it's just that the movements hadn't been standardized yet. Look at those ladies dancing wildly under the city walls... don't their husbands care?

  If anyone mentions to him again that ancient times were all about the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, he will absolutely spit a mouthful of saliva in their face... Unfortunately, no one will mention it to him.

  At that time, acrobatics emphasized the proficiency of individual skills. Striking balls with feet, kicking a ball on a pole, upside-down eating cold noodles, swallowing an iron sword; playing the zither, flute, drum and whistle, performing puppet shows with medicine, spitting fire and water, spinning and burning mud pellets... Each acrobatic feat made Zhao Xi feel amazed.

  There were even many pranks he had never seen before.

  This is not a stage performance that separates the audience from the performers, but a real participatory performance!

  Zhao Xi looked at the children darting through the crowd, and truly wanted to blend in with them. That was what Children's Day should be like, not being stuck on top of Xuande Building with a group of middle-aged uncles... it felt as if he had really come back to life.

  "Xier, lean on Daddy and listen to the gentlemen guessing riddles."

  Well, it seems that this group of people is not just sitting around doing nothing, they will also find some games to play and truly enjoy the fun.

  After listening for a while, Zhao Xi suddenly realized that the so-called riddles of these uncles were not difficult at all. The ones they are talking about now, Zhao Xi can come up with a bunch off the top of his head, and even children in later generations have played them to death, but this group of so-called officials actually thought about it seriously?

  "The White Snake crosses the river, with a red sun on its head; The Black Dragon lies against the wall, with a million golden stars on its body."

  Hmm...this actually makes some sense.

  Zhao Xi looked at them all anxiously, each with furrowed brows, some rubbing their foreheads, and even scratching their ears and cheeks, but no one could come up with the answer.

  However, several gentlemen he knew seemed unrelated to them, except for Mr. Jia who came out with this riddle...

  "Your Excellency, I've heard that the young master is clever and of a suitable age to participate. In recent years, our colleagues in the government office have all agreed to set riddles for each other, which has added a bit of playful fun."

  What does it mean? Feeling difficult, thinking of Grandpa? Is this old man really willing to let Zhao Yun take over? But looking at his expression, it doesn't seem like that, as if he really wants everyone to be happy.

  Then let's have some fun, anyway I was thinking of playing too.

  "Oil lamp and balance scale."

  Zhao Xi spoke out without hesitation. At this time, he no longer needed to hide and conceal himself, and the strategy of hiding one's light and biding one's time was not applicable to him.

  Zhao Xi originally wanted to see the surprise of this group of uncles, but... those scratching their ears and cheeks with a look of sudden realization and astonishment, standing around Old Dad, not one person thought it was strange.

  It seems that King Zhao Xie of Wu State is supposed to be like this.

  No big deal! Now whatever amazing feats I accomplish on my own seem like they're supposed to be that way in the eyes of these court officials.

  Alas! This person can't be too excellent, nor can they show off their abilities too much, otherwise there won't even be a sense of accomplishment.

  Can I also come up with a riddle? It seems like I'm qualified enough for this.

  "Dad, can I say riddles?"

  Putting aside her mischievous mind, Zhao Xi was still considered a child, so her request was like a spoiled brat's, and no one could say anything about it.

  "Does Xi'er also have a riddle? Let's hear it and let everyone guess the answer to Xi'er's riddle."

  Zhao Zhen's energy, nothing to say. Just now that riddle, he also tried to solve it, but couldn't think of an answer, yet Xi'er could say it so casually...

  "Qiang Ye Sheng Zu has made achievements, carving walls to steal light and read books at night, often thinking of his mother on the road, the old man leans against the gate all day."

  Zhao Xi remembered that this was the story of Su Xiaomei and Qin Guan. He didn't quite understand whether Su Xiaomei and Qin Guan were born now, or if there really was such a person, but it was certain that they were not famous.

  Even Su Shi probably didn't have much of a reputation yet, otherwise there would definitely be legends about him or comparisons with these big shots.

  It's probably better to borrow Su Xiaomei's allusion and use it without revealing one's ignorance.

  "Good!"

  Who is it? Scared me to death! Another look, turned out to be Han Qi applauding. After all, he's a great figure, I guess he figured it out.

  Those husbands also seemed to have a sudden realization, with a look of understanding on their faces.

  Zhao Xi was certain that there were definitely some fake ones mixed in here...

  "Sun Quan, Kongming, Zisi, Taigong Wang. Your riddle is indeed a classic. I wonder if you can create another one using our surnames?"

  Fu Bi pointed out the answer and looked at Zhao Xi with a smile, asking.

  It's purely in the sense of seeking out and appreciating exceptional talent.

  "Good morning."

  When Zhao Xi's words fell, Fu Bi was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help but smile bitterly... This Prince E, really has a playful heart.

  It's just like that, he is still a kid after all.

  Fu Bi asked a riddle, but Zhao Xi directly used his father-in-law's surname as the answer.

  Light and clever, respectful yet playful in intent.

  "Xiao Wang still has a riddle, can you gentlemen guess it?"

  Zhao Xi seems to be having fun. In fact, his fart riddle is just a bunch of nonsense made up in his brain.

  "Black is not, white is not, red and yellow are even less so; like foxes, wolves, and dogs, it's neither domesticated nor wild. There's poetry, there's ci, and there's Lun Yu too; vague about east, west, south, and north, yet even as a short piece, it's a wonderful text."

  Zhao Xi remembered that it was a riddle someone came up with during a get-together, he couldn't guess it, and only found out the origin of the riddle by using the search function.

  At this time, there is no need to search, just want to take a look, these may be the most famous big shots in history, are they really much smarter than themselves.

  "Good! Extremely good!"

  It's Han Qi again! I said, Old Han, can't you be a bit more reserved like Fu Yu, and not so boisterous? You're being too loud, it's a bit unbecoming of a gentleman.

  However, he is indeed an intelligent person.