Three days later, on August 18th, the fifth year of Dalong's reign, there were only two short days left before the wedding day of Liu Chengzhi and Li Jingyao.
To be more specific, the only time left is tomorrow, the 19th.
At this moment, the inside and outside of the Liu Mansion had already been decorated with lights and decorations, and all the decorations for Liu Chengzhi's wedding day had been arranged early.
The same is true for the two cities inside and outside the capital, including the imperial palace, and the layout is several times more grand than the Liu Mansion.
Under the concerted efforts of the four departments of the Ministry of Husbandry, the Ministry of Rites, the Zongren Mansion, and the Qintian Prison, more than two million taels of silver were spent. This was no ordinary grand occasion.
The wedding of the prince of the dynasty was a matter of universal celebration. Since the beginning of August, the entire capital and the two cities have been enveloped in an atmosphere of joy.
The people in both cities were infected by the joyful atmosphere. After meeting, they were all filled with joyful smiles as if they were marrying wives and daughters in their own homes.
In the two cities, whether it was the homes of dignitaries or famous families, or the front doors of wealthy gentry or ordinary people, they all spontaneously hung up red lanterns, and the doorways were hung with eye-catching red silk for a long time.
As for the people in the city, no one knows whether there is some hypocrisy among them.
The people in the capital are all happy about the marriage between Liu Chengzhi and Li Jingyao, but as my father and future father-in-law, Mr. Liu has already been tortured mentally and physically.
The reason is because of the banquet with guests such as relatives and friends.
Feeling that he was exhausted mentally and physically, Young Master Liu walked casually outside Liu Zhi'an's study, and gently kicked open the door of his old man's study.
"Old man, the invitations to your relatives and friends over there...Mother, why are you also here with the old man?"
Bai Bing, the charming Mrs. Liu who still retains her charm, put down the thick roster in her hand, and cast an annoyed look at Mr. Liu, who was scratching his head and laughing with his delicate and kind beautiful eyes.
"You kid, how old are you now? Why are you still so unstable?
You are also going to be a father-in-law soon. If you continue like this in the future, what will the children think of you as an elder?"
Liu Zhian, who was approaching the age of sixty and his hair and beard were mostly dyed with white silk, put down the pen in his hand with a hum, leaned on the chair with a pipe in his hand and hummed a few times.
"Who is to blame? When I held the training stick to educate him, if you didn't stop me, would this situation still happen today?
What's the use of nagging a man in his thirties or forties now? It's just going in the left ear and out the right ear. A loving mother often loses her children, and a loving mother often loses her children!"
When Mrs. Liu heard Liu Zhi'an's muttering behind her, she immediately turned around, pinched her plump waist, and glared at Liu Zhi'an fiercely.
"Okay, you heartless old guy, what you said is all your fault, right?
Back then, you were holding the training stick yourself, showing off like a tiger in heat, but in reality you were reluctant to hit the four children.
Now that the children have grown up and you push back and forth, it’s all my fault, so you don’t have any responsibility at all?
If that's the case, then you didn't touch my body after you married me? Would children like them be born if you didn't touch my body?
Without them being born, would they be like this? Why did I marry such a heartless old thing?"
"I...I...I don't have the experience of a woman like you."
Liu Zhi'an looked at his wife's pretty eyes, and retorted with a grunt, turned half of his body, and silently smoked his pipe.
Young Master Liu looked at his old man's wilting appearance after being scolded by his mother. He chuckled softly and hurriedly walked towards Mrs. Liu.
Liu Mingzhi tugged at the hem of my mother's clothes, held Mrs. Liu's shoulders with both hands and walked towards the chair nearby, taking advantage of the situation and gently kneading Mrs. Liu's shoulders.
"Mom, please calm down, calm down. You have a lot of experience, unlike the old man. It's not worth it to be so angry."
Mrs. Liu was not taken down by Young Master Liu's filial offensive. She grabbed Young Master Liu's ears with her backhand and pulled her hard.
"You bastard brat, why are you pretending to be a good person here? If you weren't such a loser, would I have fallen out with your father?
When you weren't here, we, the old couple, were talking and laughing about nothing. When you came, it was all about this and that.
Why are you pretending to be a good person here to me? The worst person is you, a loser.
You are not doing your best every day, which breaks my heart and your father's heart."
"Ouch...it hurts, mother, please be gentle. It's made from flesh, not dough. You are so willing to do it. My son is wrong. Isn't that okay if my son is wrong?"
Mrs. Liu looked at her son's pleading eyes, and finally soft-heartedly let go of her two-finger Zen technique.
"Don't you have something to do with your father? Why don't you go over there quickly? What are you doing here? Become a doorkeeper?"
"Yes, yes, son, it will be over now, it will be over now."
Mr. Liu released his hands from squeezing his mother's shoulders, picked up the stool on the side and walked towards Liu Zhian's desk.
"Old man, stop smoking. I have something to ask you."
Liu Zhi'an raised his eyebrows and put down the pipe in his hand and smoked a few times in the brazier under the desk. He looked at Mr. Liu and muttered: "You deserve it, little bastard. Why didn't you pluck your ears?"
It fell!"
Young Master Liu vaguely heard the old man's muttering, and he curled his lips and pretended not to hear it. After all, I was still sitting next to him!
If you don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, you have to give her some thin noodles.
"Old man, have you sent out the invitations to your guests and friends? You shouldn't have missed anyone, right?
Yun'er asked me to come here to ask you. If anyone is missing, please send someone to fill it in. Don't lose our family's face and become a famous person who looks down on others."
Liu Zhi'an rolled up his tobacco bag and threw it on the table. He patted the roster that Mrs. Liu had just put on the table.
"I've never had any problems here, but you should check carefully to see if anyone is missing, so as not to cause any trouble.
If I forget to send the invitation to whom, I will only lose the face of our Liu family at best. If you, the bastard, are careless, you will not only lose the face of the Liu family, but also the face of the imperial court!
You come here to ask me about these things, it would be more reliable to go back quickly and check your own roster."
"There is no problem on my end. Everything that should be issued has been issued. Yun'er, Yan'er, Sister Ya, and Yunyao have all checked it three times, and there is no mistake at all.
For those relatives, friends and old friends who are away in the capital and away from the capital, I have no choice but to send the invitations to their family members."
Liu Zhi'an nodded casually, picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea and thought about it, then frowned when he looked at Young Master Liu who was still sitting opposite.
"Since there's no problem, why don't you get out of here, you bastard? What are you doing here? Become a door god?"
"I...yes, bye bye!"
Young Master Liu waved his hand and walked out of the study with a depressed expression.
"Hey! Old man, don't let me and I be so crazy now. We can talk about it later when you are lying in that long box!
At that time, I, the young master, must smile and lead the second child and the third child to find a group of young and beautiful singers and dancers to jump on the mound of dirt on top of you..."
Before Young Master Liu finished his sentence, Liu Zhi'an had already taken off his shoes and threw them at Young Master Liu's back.
"You bastard, I'm going to fuck my mother-in-law! Stop right there."
Young Master Liu heard the furious voice of his old man behind him, roared and ran out of the study with his head in his arms.