The guest picked up his pen and ink and asked respectfully: "How do you call the young masters?"
Yun Wuyan was startled and said: "What, do you have to write it down?"
"Of course, the prefect said that no matter who comes, it will be a great honor for our government, so I have to write it down one by one.
q?u?g?e .?c?n?" The doorman said harmoniously with a look of admiration on his face.
Li Luozhan said: "Well, then you can write about Li Xuanlou, Yun Wuyan, call for winter cicadas, and Chi Li congratulate the magistrate on his daughter's great happiness."
Men Passenger's pen flew like lightning, writing down everyone's names one by one. Perhaps he was so busy that he never recalled anything unusual about the names he wrote down.
After writing it down, the doorman called back and said: "The guest has arrived."
A young man was snatched out of the door. He was sweating profusely from his work. When he saw Li Luo and the others, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet us. Li Luo chuckled and said, "You don't have to greet us. You can go and do your work."
The young man wiped his sweat, bowed and said: "Everyone, please come in and sit down. When I was young, my young lady and uncle came out to toast you all. Please forgive me for not greeting you well."
"Is it Miss Yumu?"
"Exactly, the young master knows my young lady?" the young man asked in surprise.
Li Luoyi smiled and said: "I heard about your young lady, go and do your work."
The young man apologized repeatedly, but still introduced Li Luo and others into the back house. The empty hall in the back house was crowded with people, and Li Luo randomly found a more remote place, stood down, and looked at the wedding hall in front of him.
, stunned and lost in thought.
After a while, a cheer suddenly erupted in the hall, but it was Ou Yumu and her husband who came out to toast and salute those who were present. Ou Qinghan was beside him, smiling from ear to ear, bowing to each other, and chatting with relatives and friends who were congratulating him from time to time.
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Li Luo took a look at the groom. He was handsome and upright, and he was also a handsome young man.
Ou Yumu was wearing a bright red wedding dress, she was very charming, 70% happy, 30% shy, really touching. Maybe she had some wedding wine, and her face was blushing, which made her look even better than her new clothes.
When Li Luo saw Ou Yumu and others walking into the crowd, he began to congratulate and thank them, then smiled calmly and said, "Let's go."
Everyone took another look at the newcomers, and as Li Luo left the rear mansion, Ou Yumu caught a glimpse of the backs of several people, and was slightly startled. They seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where they met.
Pass.
Several women were talking non-stop around Ou Yumu, interrupting his thoughts and never remembering who it was. He then put aside the matter of the figure he had just seen and started talking with the other women.
After the tea has cooled down, the congratulatory villagers have all dispersed. Ou Qinghan is sitting in the hall, looking through the gift book. Next to him is a middle-aged woman, who must be Ou Qinghan's wife. Two men and a woman are sitting at the bottom, it is Ou Yumu.
The couple also has a young son, who is Ou Qinghan's son.
The middle-aged woman took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "What are you looking at? Are you looking at how much gift money you got?"
"Madam." Ou Qinghan glanced at the middle-aged woman complainingly and saw a smile on her face. The other three people also snickered secretly and said angrily: "I am not a greedy person."
"Okay, okay, I don't know about you yet." The middle-aged woman smiled.
Ou Qinghan also laughed and continued: "My dear girl got married and found a good husband. This is the greatest happy event. But, haha, so many people came to congratulate me on my face.
Although the gift is not much, the number of people who come to congratulate me is probably rare in Dagan. Even if the princess leaves the palace, there may not be so many people coming."
Ou Yumu and the two looked at each other and smiled, and the handsome man replied respectfully: "My father-in-law is an upright and honest official, which is known all over the world. It is reasonable for him to be loved by others."
Ou Qinghan caressed his long beard gently and sighed: "I hope that serving as an official for one term and benefiting the whole country is enough."
After Ou Qinghan finished speaking, the four people in the seat all looked at Ou Qinghan with respect. The middle-aged woman stopped joking and looked at her husband with seeming love and reverence.
Ou Qinghan was leisurely and contented, flipping through the gift book and picking up the tea cup. He was about to drink tea when his eyes suddenly froze and he was caught by the four names in the gift book. His expression changed, he put down the tea cup and stood up.
The tea cup was placed too hastily and a lot of tea was spilled.
The four of them were startled, and the middle-aged woman hurriedly asked: "Husband, what did you see?"
Ou Qinghan exhaled slowly, looked at Ou Yumu, and said in a deep voice: "Mu'er, come and take a look."
"Dad, what's wrong?" Ou Yumu was startled and glanced at his husband-in-law. Both of them looked puzzled. Ou Yumu came to Ou Qinghan, visited him, and whispered in a low voice: "Li Xuanlou, Yun
Wu Yan, calling for the winter cicada, Chi Li congratulated the magistrate on his great fortune and gave him a gift or two."
"One tael of silver? It's not much. What's wrong?" The middle-aged woman was also puzzled and asked doubtfully.
Ou Qinghan and Ou Yumu took a breath together, and Ou Qinghan said with a trembling voice: "It's him."
Ou Yumu was stunned for a long time before slowly nodding his head.
"Why are these names so familiar?" Ou Qinghan and his son frowned and thought hard.
"Who is it?" the middle-aged woman asked anxiously, fearing that she had received a gift that she shouldn't have received. Ou Qinghan had a good reputation, and if someone used this to have evil intentions, it would ruin Ou Qinghan's reputation for life.
Ou Yumu glanced at a few people and said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, they are all great people."
"Sister, tell me quickly. It sounds familiar to me, but I can't remember who it is." The man asked urgently.
Ou Yumu glanced at his father, his red lips parted slightly: "Several generals in the Mu Tianlang Army of Da Ganxi Prefecture."
The man was startled, then slammed the chair and said: "I remembered, Li Xuanlou is Li Luo, the ninth prince of Dagan, the imperial general of the auxiliary country, and the Marquis of Dingtian."
"Well, Yun Wuyan is the deputy commander-in-chief of Mu Tianlang, Hucha Dongchan is the famous Princess Muchan of Dagan, and Chi Li, who is not well-known, is probably also a general in the army." Ou Yumu muttered.
He murmured, suddenly remembering the back figures he saw during the day, no wonder they looked so familiar, I'm afraid they were Li Luo and the others.
The middle-aged woman covered her mouth and exclaimed, "You mean they are the noble people who solved Qiquan's urgent need back then."
Ou Qinghan put down the gift book in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Exactly, I owe His Highness the Ninth Highness such a huge favor, and His Highness the Ninth Highness did not forget to come to congratulate me, but why didn't they tell me?"
Ou Yumu comforted him: "Dad, don't think too much. The general must not want to disturb us, so he left his congratulatory gift and left quietly."
Ou Qinghan slowly sat down and sighed: "I want to thank His Highness the Ninth Prince in person."
Ou Yumu stepped forward and caressed his father's vest, giving gentle words of advice, but he already remembered Li Luo's thin figure and angry expression in the military tent, and he could not calm down for a long time. (To be continued.)