The female guards were wearing brand-new uniforms of the imperial army. Whether it was for the convenience of movement or to highlight their figures, the uniforms were designed to be very tight, which made the two soft spots on their chests stand tall and tall. In addition to their heroic appearance, they also added to their figure.
A bit of feminine charm.
Fang Zheng and the fat man looked at each other and laughed maliciously. When Chang Ping marries him, these female guards will probably have to dowry him as well. To be honest, Fang Zheng's idea of taking them is not a day or two. If their duties are
In addition to protecting the safety of him and the princess, he also worked part-time as a room warmer and quilter. Tsk tsk, these dozens of fat and thin women with different styles in front of them, wouldn’t they have to let themselves be exhausted? This person in Changping
The dowry is very generous.
Fang Zheng rubbed his chin for a long time, with a lustful smile on his face, and murmured: "...It's too much, I can't bear it."
The fat man came over at the right time: "Why don't you share it with me? I also need someone to protect me..." This shameless fat man probably had his mind on them for more than a day or two.
Fang Zheng flatly refused: "It's all mine, and I won't give it to you until I die!"
Everyone stared at the groom in shock as he stared at the female guards with lewd eyes, muttering to himself, sometimes happy and sometimes sad, not knowing what he was talking about.
The female guard commander frowned, walked down the steps, and shouted sweetly: "Groom's officer, groom's officer!"
Fang Zheng came back to his senses and saw the guard commander who looked like he was in his early twenties. He had white teeth and starry eyes, and was pretty and charming. Fang Zheng hurriedly took two steps forward, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "What are your orders for this sister?"
The commander of the guards smiled: "Today is our special day. I heard that the groom's official talent is outstanding. If he wants to get through this door and marry the princess, he must write a poem to encourage his bride."
The female guards laughed several times and said in unison: "Exactly!"
Fang Zheng was dumbfounded. He looked back and saw Fatty, the King of Thailand and a group of officials looking at him with smiles. Fang Zheng came close to Fatty, gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice: "...I am outstanding in literary talent? What bastard told her that?
of?"
"It's not me." The fat man quickly shook his head in denial.
There are too many bad habits in feudal society. Just get married when you get married, and write a poem to encourage you to make up. What if the couple is both illiterate? One said loudly outside the door, the price of rice has increased again today, hurry up, don't be blind.
It's a waste of time. The other person responded hurriedly inside the door, right? That's terrible, get out of the way, pay your respects quickly, and then go buy some rice!
How heartwarming it is! As soon as you hear it, you can tell that the couple are people who live a good life.
There are too many things that make Fang Zheng scratch his head today. What poem should I compose to encourage makeup? In other words, whose poem should I plagiarize?
A group of geese at the foot of the mountain, this song is definitely not good, it is not serious enough; the tent door is now opened for you, this song is not good, in public, it is too hooligan; across the river, the song of the backyard flowers is still singing... Well, why are you always so out of tune?
?
Everyone looked at Fang Zheng eagerly, frowning and shaking their heads for a while. Just when they were impatient, Fang Zheng cleared his throat and chanted: "The clouds are like clothes and flowers, and the face is like face. The spring breeze is blowing on the threshold and the dew is thick. If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have gone to Yao."
We meet under the moon."
"The clouds think of the clothes, the flowers think of the face..." The fat man meditated on this poem repeatedly, then his eyes lit up and he praised: "What a poem, what a poem! Brother Fang is really talented!"
Everyone agreed, and the female guards also showed satisfied smiles.
Fang Zheng smiled coquettishly and raised his hands to the female guards. This poem was written by Li Bai Juju for Concubine Yang. Can it be bad?
When everyone saw that Fang Zheng had also composed the poem urging her to make up, they all cheered: "Princess, come out! Princess, come out!"
The female guards looked at each other with smiles and stepped aside together.
In the middle of the main hall, Chang Ning, dressed in rich clothes, stood quietly, with a faint smile on his lips and unbreakable passion in his eyes. Every strand lingered on Fang Zheng, and his desire and rationality were still confused...
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Under the admiration of everyone, Chang Ping's pretty face couldn't help but blush with embarrassment. Looking at Fang Zheng, who was dressed in Jifu, with a playful smile and no serious face, he suddenly felt an urge to cry with happiness in his heart.
After so many days of anticipation, she finally fulfilled her long-cherished wish. From today on, she is this man's wife.
She has always known that her husband is not a perfect person. In the eyes of too many people, Fang Zheng is cowardly, timid, greedy for money, lustful, even shameless and despicable...
But only she knew that her husband was a real man at his core. He had his own principles of life. He never took it to heart when others slandered or even ridiculed him. What he cared about were the relatives and friends around him.
, he is like a small tree that is not strong. Although he is weak, he is doing his best to provide a small shade for the people around him to protect him from the wind and rain...
When he faced dozens of gangsters alone outside Nengren Temple to buy her time to escape, Chang Ping made a great wish. He only wanted to marry the wife of the Fang family in this life. Today, this wish has finally come true.
Thinking of this, Chang Ping's eyes became moist. This was the happiness he had pursued and fought for. If he hadn't let go of the princess' airs, changed his unruly character, chased hard, cried for him, laughed for him, and suffered for him,
, with such a heartless temper, how could he willingly marry a princess with a not-so-good temper?
With the support of the palace maid, Chang Ping, wearing a phoenix crown and Xia clothes, with a graceful figure, walked towards Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng grinned and laughed very loudly.
What is being king and hegemony? What is wealth and glory? Finding a good wife is the only way to live a decent life. Mom and dad in the previous life, look at it, my son, although I have no ability after time travel, I married a princess and I have this ability.
Do ordinary people have it?
Under the gaze of everyone, Fang Zheng strode forward and climbed onto the tall horse to welcome the bride. Looking at the stunned crowd and the affectionate Chang Ping, he waved his big hand fiercely in the air and laughed at Chang Ping: "Hahahahaha
! Let’s go! Hurry up, get in the car, go to the wedding hall, go to the wedding room, and give me a fat and white son next year!”
Everyone was petrified: "…………"
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Chang Ping boarded the phoenix chariot, Fang Zheng rode in front, and the group left the palace gate with noisy laughter.
Amidst the sound of festive firecrackers, the wedding team headed to Fang's Mansion with great joy. The gongs, drums and suonas rang loudly. At this time, the people in the city finally knew who was getting married. They took to the streets and surrounded Fang Zheng's horse.
While congratulating him. Now Fang Zheng's reputation in the capital is at its peak, the people are thinking of him well, and congratulations to him are also sincere.
Fang Zheng laughed so hard that his mouth almost burst into tears. He couldn't help but raise his hands and return greetings to the people on both sides of the street. He couldn't help but feel proud in his heart. The feeling of being a bridegroom welcoming a bride, and the feeling of parading with a sign around his neck, are indeed the same.
Not quite the same.
As the procession reached the Flower Market Street, more and more people gathered to watch. The road was blocked by the people and the procession could not move even a little bit.
Yang Duqing wiped his sweat and rushed to Fang Zheng and said hurriedly: "Master Fang, this can't go on. If we delay any longer, we will miss the opportunity. We have to think of a way to ask the people to get out of the way."
Fang Zheng was shocked. Yes, in ancient times, auspicious days and auspicious times were important. Missing the auspicious time for worship was a big deal. It was completely dark now, so we couldn't delay it any longer.
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng became anxious, and quickly raised his hands to the people who were watching: "Dear elders, brothers and sisters, please give way! Make way!...I'm going to be late!"
Fang Zheng walked around the streets with a smile all day long. He neither bullied men nor domineering women. He was friendly and kind to everyone. Many people knew him. He shouted for a long time. The people watching just thought he was playing tricks and they were all smiling happily.
, showing no intention of getting out of the way...
This is what happens when you are not serious in daily life! Fang Zheng was filled with grief and anger, and kept saying good things to the people with his hands raised: "Please, please give in, I'm really in a hurry. If I'm late, it will delay the good time!"
"Rang Rang, if you really want to see me, can you stand on the street when I come back from worship later and let you have a good look?"
"…………"
"…………"
To no avail, Fang Zheng wiped his sweat and looked helplessly at Fatty and Yang Duqing. Seeing that both of them had helpless expressions on their faces, he couldn't help but feel more anxious.
The people gathered around to congratulate each other out of goodwill. It would be a huge disappointment if the sergeants were ordered to disperse them forcibly on the big day. When everyone was at a loss what to do, the phoenix chariot carrying Chang Ping opened the beaded curtain and revealed a man in luxurious auspicious clothes.
Chang Ping stood up.
The noisy people suddenly fell silent and stared at her with eyes full of admiration and appreciation.
For today's wedding, Chang Ping was naturally dressed up carefully, with bright eyes and white teeth, gorgeous and dignified, with a royal majesty and bearing that made people dare not look at her.
Fang Zheng was also dumbfounded. He didn't have time to take a closer look in the palace just now. When he took a look, hey, my wife is dressed more beautiful than usual. She has a ladylike temperament in her every move. She is not as carefree as before.
The image of opening one's mouth to scold one's mother is very different. They say that a woman looks completely different before she gets married than after she gets married. This statement is indeed true!
Chang Ping first smiled charmingly at Fang Zheng, which made Fang Zheng's heart skip a beat. Before he could express anything, Chang Ping stretched out his slender jade finger, pointed at the onlookers, and spoke,
The voice is the first time the oriole warbles, and it is sweet and sweet.
"You bastards! Why don't you get out of my way quickly! Whoever delayed me and my husband from going to court will be punished by me!"
"Whoosh!"
The whole street suddenly became extremely wide, and the middle of the road was empty and cleaner than if it had been washed with water.
Chang Ping smiled brightly at Fang Zheng, swaying his charming body, and entered the phoenix chariot again.
"Ahem, hurry up! Hurry up and go back to Fang Mansion!" Yang Duqing saw that Fang Zheng was still sitting on the horse stupidly without saying a word, so he hurriedly gave him the order.
This wife is... really worth marrying!
After passing through the door, paying homage to the church, serving tea to the parents-in-law, and a series of complicated etiquettes, the time was already xu, Xi Niang helped Chang Ping back to the bridal chamber, and the wedding banquet officially began.
There were countless banquet tables. Fang Zheng saw that tables were set up in every empty space in the house. Plates of exquisite dishes were brought out by the maids and servants. The guests were full of laughter.
Fang Zheng couldn't help but tremble in his calves when he saw the people holding wine glasses in the valley.
Why are there so many people here? How can we drink this wine? Even if everyone only drinks one drink with him, they have to get down tonight.
Quietly approaching Mr. Fang, Fang Zheng asked in a low voice: "Dad, there are so many people, what will the child do?"
Mr. Fang was beaming with joy and said with a smile: "What should we do? Some of them are officials from the central government and some are proprietors of various companies. They are all big shots in the officialdom and business world. Zheng'er, you can't neglect them."
Fang Zheng wondered: "Then how much wine should I drink with them? If I get alcohol poisoning before anyone enters the bridal chamber, who will pay for my bridal night?"
Mr. Fang said displeased: "That's nonsense! How can you say such unlucky words on such a happy day?"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and discussed with Mr. Fang: "Otherwise, among these people, if they give less than five thousand taels of silver, I will laugh with them, and if they give more than five thousand taels of silver, I will drink with them.
A glass of wine will cost more than 10,000 taels of silver. Well, I’ll have a good drink with them alone another day..."
Mr. Fang's beard curled up angrily: "You bastard! If I hadn't seen you getting married today, I would have rewarded you with a family trick!"
The two father and son were about to stand up and toast the guests when they suddenly heard a shrill voice coming from the door: "The Emperor has arrived——"...
Fang Zheng was shocked, why is the emperor here?
All the guests also stood up from the table, knelt on the ground, and said in unison: "Long live my emperor!"
Amid the shouts of the crowd, groups of heavily armed Imperial Guards filed in, with flags waving and elaborate ceremonials. The Emperor, carrying Concubine Li, and surrounded by many eunuchs and maids, walked into the gate of the Fang Mansion with a smile.
Mr. Fang's beard trembled with excitement. This was the first time the emperor visited the Fang family, and it was also the first time the parents of both men and women met. Such a glorious event will be written into the Fang family tree in the future.
Fang Zheng stood up and stepped forward to greet him, smiling and saying: "Your Majesty... and your mother-in-law personally visited the door of Wei Chen's house. Wei Chen felt extremely honored, and vaguely seemed to see the golden light shining, the purple clouds, and everyone in our Fang family.
Everyone feels radiant and radiant..."
The emperor chuckled and interrupted him: "Okay, okay, today is your and Mi'er's big day, so I won't say that you're not flattering me. Hehe, all my dear friends are safe, you just care
Eat and drink to your heart's content, I'm just here to join in the fun, you don't have to worry about it."
All the guests shouted "Long Live" again and then stood up one after another.
The Fang family father and son respectfully invited the emperor and Concubine Li into the inner hall of the backyard, and set up a banquet table alone. The emperor sat down at the main seat unceremoniously, and said to the other master with a smile: "My dear relatives, I am the first
When I meet you this time, please don’t be formal and sit down. Today is a family banquet. We only care about seniority, regardless of ruler or minister."
When Mr. Fang saw the emperor talking to him, he was so excited that he kept saying: "How can this happen? The emperor is the emperor, and ordinary people dare not overstep..."
Fang Zheng pushed Mr. Fang to sit down on the seat and said with a smile: "Dad, since my father-in-law said so, let's not be polite. This is called a donkey down the slope, or it is called a snake and a stick..."
Mr. Fang couldn't help but cursed: "You bastard!"
The emperor chuckled and said: "My dear relatives scold him well, and I often scold him like this. He is indeed a bastard boy..."
"Father-in-law, please don't scold your son-in-law like this in the future. Your daughter married me. If you call me a bastard again in the future, your daughter will become a bastard wife..."
"...bastard!"
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When the Fang Mansion fell into joy, under the night, the north gate of the capital slowly closed. The soldiers guarding the city gate stood behind the gate, stretched out comfortably, and laughed with each other after taking over.
Where can I go to drink a few cups of yellow soup, then find a secret door, hug a girl and hand over the money twice?
"Hey! Military lords! Please wait a moment!" Just as the city gate was about to close, four or five middle-aged men dressed as businessmen came forward and called to the soldiers guarding the gate.
The soldiers shouted impatiently: "Wait a minute! Didn't you see that the city gate is closed? You can't enter today. You can enter the city again tomorrow!"
A merchant headed by one from outside the city put on a smile and said flatteringly: "Dear military lords, we brothers are hurrying up, but we are still a little late. Seeing that it is getting dark now, it is not convenient to buy a store. Can you please do it?"
Okay, let me let the brothers go into the city. For this small thing, I can buy some drinks for the military masters."
As he spoke, the merchant took out a piece of broken silver from his arms. He looked at it and saw that it weighed three or four, and he handed it forward.
The soldiers' eyes lit up, and after looking at each other for a few times, they put the money away politely and smiled at the merchants: "You know what I mean! Come on, I will be merciful and let you in today."
After saying this, the leader of the soldiers waved his hand, and the city gate that was about to close opened slightly.
The merchants thanked him profusely, and after entering the city gate, they kept bowing and cupping their hands with gratitude on their faces.
The soldiers ignored them and turned around, preparing to close the city gate tightly.
At this moment, the grateful merchants suddenly changed their faces, quickly pulled out the daggers from their waists, rushed forward unexpectedly, and cut the throats of the soldiers mercilessly, leaving the soldiers unprepared.
They opened their eyes in horror, clutching their throats that kept spurting blood, and fell limply at the city gate. The last scene when they closed their eyes, they saw the dagger dripping with blood, emitting a strange cold light in the night...
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"Who are you?" shouted a group of sergeants patrolling the city not far away.
The man at the head of the merchants whispered: "Set off the fireworks quickly. The North City Gate has been obtained. Let's resist for a while."
"Boom!" A dazzling firework bloomed in the night sky, which was particularly dazzling.
The patrol sergeant shouted violently: "There are rebels! They killed the brothers guarding the city gate!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a long black arrow shot through the sergeant's throat and nailed him to the big tree behind him.
The shouts of killing came from outside the city, from small to loud. Under the night, a tide of soldiers rushed to the north gate, mercilessly killing the defending soldiers who resisted. The general at the head was riding on a black horse.
The soldier next to him held a handsome flag. The autumn wind blew and the flag flags were unfolded. The handsome flag with a black background was embroidered with a big word "Zhao".
Zhao Hu, rebelled.
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Fang Zheng burped from wine and staggered into the bridal chamber. The emperor and Mr. Fang were still drinking and talking in the inner hall. Seeing that Fang Zheng seemed to be unable to stand even after coming back from the toast, the emperor laughed and cursed him and drove him into the bridal chamber.
With a red hijab covering her long crew-cut head, she sat uncomfortably on her new bed, her fingers constantly twisting the corners of her clothes, showing how nervous and shy she was at the moment.
Fang Zheng chuckled, walked forward, and gently took off his hijab. Under the bright red wedding candle, Chang Ping's pretty face was flushed, and his eyes shyly avoided Fang Zheng's eyes that seemed to swallow her up.
Holding his hand, Fang Zheng looked at Changping and said affectionately: "Mi'er, after so many twists and turns, we finally became lovers..."
Chang Ping smiled brightly at Fang Zheng, then suddenly changed his face, stretched out his hand and grabbed Fang Zheng's ears, and said viciously: "Say! Why is Sister Feng in your house? Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to look for her?
?"
Fang Zheng screamed in pain, "Let go! If you don't let go, I'll fall out! Be careful, I'll throw you into the new house and leave you alone in the boudoir!"
"you dare!"
"Where is the Emperor? Wei Chen wants to return the goods!"
"court death!"
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After a one-on-one fight, Fang Zheng won. Judging from Chang Ping's blushing face and panting, it was clear that Fang Zheng's victory was not glorious.
"In the future...you are not allowed to use such...such obscene moves!" Chang Ping said angrily, biting his delicate lower lip.
"Hey, hey, you have to speak with your conscience! Didn't I say nothing when you used the monkey-stealing peach trick on me?" Fang Zheng said unconvinced.
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Standing by the window, Changping leaned softly in Fang Zheng's arms and said softly: "Look, what a beautiful moonlight. From now on, we can watch the moon together every day..."
Fang Zheng drooped his face and nodded in agreement. At this time, he actually ran to the window to look at the moon... I had never seen Chang Ping have such an innocent side before. Didn't she think that after they got married, they would just sleep in the same bed?
Simple?
"We can't just look at the moon? We still have a lot of things to do..." Fang Zheng looked at Chang Ping with his lewd eyes.
"Madam, let's drink acacia wine. We can't do it without drinking this wine..." Fang Zheng couldn't help but remind her from the side that after drinking the wine, it's time for the wedding. Your husband and I have been waiting for this day for a long time.
Chang Ping seemed to have thought of something, his pretty face flushed, and he hummed inaudibly. After drinking this glass of acacia wine, she would officially become Fang Zheng's first wife, and from then on she would be his husband, raise his children, and be loved by him.
A man who is willing to do anything.
The night sky outside the window suddenly lit up, and a brilliant firework bloomed in the night sky. Changping clapped his hands in surprise and said with a sweet smile: "Look, husband, we are getting married, and the people in the city are celebrating us..."
Fang Zheng looked at the fleeting fireworks and shook his head distressedly: "What kind of fireworks are you setting off? It would be great if you just give me the money in cash. I wonder which rich man who is too rich to burn his money set them off..."
"You...your head is like a piece of rotten wood!" Chang Ping nodded angrily at Fang Zheng's head.
When the two of them were sighing, a rapid knock on the door interrupted the tenderness and sweetness in the room.
"Who is it?" Fang Zheng said angrily. He knocked on the door during the wedding, who is so ignorant?
"Excuse me, sir, please come out quickly. There is an urgent military situation!" Wen Sen's voice came from outside the door, with a hint of panic in his voice.
"Holy shit! Don't you know I'm getting married today? Get out of here! Don't even call me on anything big!" Fang Zheng said angrily.
"Sir! The situation is urgent! The rebels have entered the city!"
"Don't call me even after we attack the city! The biggest one in the bridal chamber...what did you say?! What kind of rebels?" After understanding this, Fang Zheng turned pale with fright, and his eight points of drunkenness suddenly turned into a cold sweat.
"Sir! Zhao Hu, the general of the Shenwu Army outside the city, has rebelled!"
Fang Zheng's eyes widened and his legs went weak. Zhao Hu turned against him? How could it be him?