October 15th is not an ordinary day. This day is the day when the two wealthy businessmen in Beijing, the Wu family and the Wang family, get married. Both families are wealthy, and this wedding has become the object of everyone's attention. On the first day, in the French Concession,
At the Eiffel Restaurant, Wu Shijun invited people from all walks of life to have a meal. The splendid scene can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented.
The whole street was filled with all kinds of cars, carriages and horses, and gentlemen, wealthy businessmen, officials, and foreigners in different clothes gathered together. Even Yuan Shikai condescended to come. The Eiffel restaurant was all booked by Wu Shijun, and the guests on the left and right
Depending on the level, either in the hall or in the private room, they ate fine French dishes prepared by French chefs for a week specially for this wedding. They drank fine wine specially shipped from France. The scene was lively and joyful.
On the 15th, of course, the Wang family couldn't give in. The entire road from the French Concession to Qianmen Street was paved with red carpet, and there were many bouquets made of red peonies on both sides of the road. Don't forget that it is winter now.
It is very difficult to get tens of thousands of red peonies.
Early in the morning, in accordance with traditional Chinese etiquette, Wang Yuqing, the son of the Wang family, wore a red mandarin jacket, rode a tall horse, and led an eight-carriage sedan to the French Concession. The crowds of people watching on both sides of the street were three layers deep and almost squeezed their heads. Wang Yuqing
Itching sat on the horse proudly, with a spring breeze on his face. His handsome face looked even more handsome.
Ma Xingkong was also crowded in the crowd, staring with venomous eyes at Wang Yuqing, who was sitting high on the horse, watching him enter the French Concession. Last night, they discussed the countermeasures. Whether they can succeed depends on their performance today. In order to cooperate with Ma
Xingkong, Chang San also sent many men to create chaos after the rescue was successful.
Soon, under the guidance of the band, Wang Yuqing and the sedan chair left the French Concession and embarked on the road back to the front door. The road was not long, only three or four miles. Sixteen bearers took turns carrying the huge
If you walk fast, you can get back in less than half an hour.
Wu Jing was wearing a red Jifu, covering her head and sitting motionless in the sedan. It was in sharp contrast to the excitement around her. Ma Xingkong winked at Heiwa. Heiwa understood and suddenly shouted: "Let's
Let’s look at the bride!” Before he could finish his words, he and Shitou suddenly pushed forward from the back of the crowd.
The gathered crowd all rushed forward. Many people crowded into the middle of the street. Wang Yuqing's horse had never seen anything like this in the world, and Wang Yuqing was not very good at riding a horse. The tall white horse neighed, and suddenly its front hooves
Lifting him high, he knocked Wang Yuqing to the ground heavily.
"Hahaha..." Everyone laughed. The people behind didn't know what was going on, and they all wanted to squeeze in to have a look. For a while, the street became a little chaotic.
"Bang! Bang!" Two gunshots drowned out the sound of joy. The crowd started to run for their lives as if it was an explosion. The crowd welcoming the bride was rushed to pieces, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. At this time, Chang San's men came into play.
During the wedding, she ran around shouting and screaming, leading the crowd to continuously attack the wedding team.
Wang Yuqing was not easy to be helped up by several servants. Ma had already run away without knowing where he was. In the panic, the hat on his head was also crooked, and the big red flower on his chest had been hung on the back of the god. His face was full of
His previous cool and unrestrained look was long gone. How had he, a young man from a wealthy family, seen such a chaotic scene? He was so frightened that he kept asking the people around him what to do.
The policemen blew their whistles and swarmed in. They beat and threatened them before they dispersed the crazy crowd. Detective Li from the Qianmen Police Station led people to Wang Yuqing: "Mr. Wang, are you okay? Don't worry, there is someone there.
I'm here, they don't dare to make trouble anymore!"
Someone brought the lost horse. Before getting on the horse, Wang Yuqing looked back at the sedan chair. The bride was still sitting in it properly. Wang Yuqing nodded, and with the help of everyone, got on the horse and continued to move forward.
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This little farce did not affect the atmosphere of the entire wedding. The Wang family's firecrackers were blasting, and the guests were all packed. Mr. Wang sat on the Taishi chair with a smile and accepted tea from his son and wife. After worshiping the heaven and earth, the couple were sent into the bridal chamber. The wedding ceremony
The wedding banquet is just beginning.
Those who had eaten Western food at the Eiffel restaurant yesterday went to the front door to eat Chinese food today. In addition to talking about the talented young couple, the conversation among them certainly did not leave the comparison between Chinese food and Western food.
"Ah...!" A howl suddenly came from the Wang family's backyard. Wang Yuqing ran out with a big red flower in one hand and an ugly face. Everyone was stunned and turned to look at him. They didn't know what the groom was doing.
Mrs. Wang hurriedly grabbed his son and apologized to everyone: "Gaffes! The dog has lost his temper! Please forgive me!" Then everyone returned to eating and drinking. This time there was another item in the conversation.
The speculation about Wang Yuqing’s excitement.
Old Mrs. Wang pulled his son into the inner hall, looking ugly: "What is your name? Don't forget that today is your special day!"
"Dad!" Wang Yuqing said with a bitter face: "It's not her!"
"What's not her? What happened?"
Wang Yuqing's head was shaking like a clapper: "The bride is not Jing'er! She is someone else!"
"What?" Old Mrs. Wang obviously couldn't understand how the bride could be someone else. He led Wang Yuqing into the bridal chamber in twos and twos. Beside the wedding bed, a strange woman with tears in her eyes and sobbing constantly was sitting there.
Although he was wearing a Ji uniform, his face was almost impossible to look at. He was in his thirties, not forty, with thick lips, high cheekbones, and two triangular eyes. His face was pockmarked, and his teeth were sticking out.
The makeup she wore was so tacky that anyone who looked at it would feel disgusted.
"What's going on?" Mr. Wang asked the housekeeper and a few old ladies around him.
Everyone shook their heads. Wang Yuqing looked at the woman: "Dad, what should I do? Is it possible that I will really marry her?"
Mrs. Wang was panting and asked the woman: "Who are you? Why are you on my sedan chair!"
With a room full of people, the woman was a little frightened and replied tremblingly: "It was my lover who took care of me. I don't know what happened, but I was put on a sedan chair and carried here in a daze!"
"When did you get into the sedan?" the steward asked.
"Yes! It's halfway! They gave me five yuan and told me not to move, otherwise I would... wu wu wu..." The woman started crying as she spoke.
"Ah! I know!" Wang Yuqing shouted: "Dad! Someone must have caused trouble. There was a chaos on the way back. It must have been at that time that Jing'er was replaced!"
Mrs. Wang's lungs were about to explode with anger, and he said fiercely: "Wu Shijun, you actually did this to me, okay! Let's wait and see! We're not done with this debt!"