Chapter six hundred and eighty first wedding three
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"Do me a favor!"
Lu Heng coughed and asked casually.
Emperor Huang asked curiously: "What are you busy with?"
Lu Heng coughed and said awkwardly: "I heard that when you go to worship, you have to worship Gaotang, that is, my parents, right?"
Emperor Huang was puzzled, turned his head, and asked the concubine beside him in a low voice: "Is there any?"
The concubine covered her mouth and snickered, nodded and said: "Yes, worshiping heaven and earth, worshiping parents, and husband and wife worshiping each other are necessary procedures for the three types of worship. How could it not be there?"
Emperor Huang coughed, sat upright, nodded and said, "Well, there is such a procedure!"
Emperor Lu was secretly talking to his wife just now, and Lu Heng naturally saw it.
At this time, Lu Heng was extremely speechless when he saw the old Emperor Huang putting on a learned and talented look.
What are you pretending to be?
After slandering him in his heart, Lu Heng smiled awkwardly and said, "As for me, my parents died early, so I won't be able to pray to you later!"
Emperor Huang thought for a while and said: "I pay homage to my eldest brother. My eldest brother is like my father."
The corners of Lu Heng's mouth twitched and he sighed: "Your Majesty, have you heard that I have a brother?"
Emperor Huang thought for a while, scratched his forehead and said, "It seems that I have never heard of it!"
"Then who else is in your family?" Emperor Huang turned around and asked curiously.
Lu Heng smiled bitterly: "Our old Lu family has been passed down for several generations. Now, except for me, there is no one else."
Emperor Huang's eyes widened, he looked at Lu Heng curiously, and said in shock: "All of them are dead?"
Lu Heng was furious: "Can you speak?"
The emperor sneered.
He waved his hands, then lowered his head and thought for a long time, then clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Worship the soul!"
After hearing His Majesty's words, the courtiers around him bowed their heads in shame.
There was a strange scene in the venue. The ministers wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. They felt really uncomfortable holding it back.
On the side, after hearing this, the concubine held back her smile and shook the emperor's arm.
"How can there be such a thing?"
He turned around and said to the Minister of Rites beside him: "Sir, please tell me!"
Mr. Wang, the Minister of Etiquette, came forward, smiled and bowed and said: "If you want to return to your empress, you can pay homage to your adoptive father!"
Foster father?
After hearing this, Lu Heng sighed slightly in his heart. Sure enough, the leader, oh no, was just as he thought.
After sighing, Lu Heng raised his head, looked at Emperor Huang who was still frowning and thinking, coughed, and said, "How about you give it a try?"
The surrounding civil and military guards were stunned when they suddenly heard this sentence.
They looked at Mr. Lu in astonishment, and then at Emperor Huang. Their hearts were filled with waves.
Mr. Lu recognizes Your Majesty as your adoptive father?
"try what?"
Emperor Huanglu hadn't recovered yet. After hearing this suddenly, Monk Zhang Er was confused.
On the side, the concubine smiled slightly, excitedly held the Emperor's hand, and whispered something.
The more Emperor Huang listened, the brighter his eyes became, and by the end, the grin on his face could be seen.
"no problem!"
Emperor Huanglu suddenly lost his high voice and his voice changed.
"No problem, come on, come on, come on, kowtow to me now, and I will recognize you as my adopted son right away!"
Seeing Emperor Huanglu's furious and triumphant look, Lu Heng sighed helplessly.
"Your dear foster father, please bow to me!"
After Lu Heng cupped his hands and said these words, he bowed deeply. He lifted up his gown and prepared to kneel down before Emperor Huang on the spot.
….
Emperor Huang kept looking at Lu Heng with a smile on his face.
But just when Lu Heng was about to kneel down, Emperor Huang immediately stopped smiling.
He quickly stood up and stopped Lu Heng.
"Does this need to be the case between you and me?"
Emperor Huang held Lu Heng's arm and looked at him closely.
Lu Heng smiled: "You are Ankang's father, so you must kowtow this head. It should, it must!"
Two sentences in a row express different feelings.
After seeing the sincerity in Lu Heng's eyes, Emperor Huang's face moved slightly, he let go of Lu Heng's arm, leaned on the chair, and nodded slightly.
He raised his head and took a deep look at the old emperor who was standing in front of him.
Look at his white hair and old appearance.
Lu Heng couldn't help but think of the scene when the two met in Peach Blossom Spring a few years ago.
At the beginning, the old Emperor Huang was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, chatting and laughing happily. With every move of his hands and feet, he exuded an air of contempt for the world.
At that time, there were also Hong Quan, Lu Zhi, Zhang Wenshan,
Now, Fatty Hong and others have already left.
The people of the old Huanglu Emperor's generation have moved away and separated. Now, only the old Huanglu Emperor himself is left.
The wind blew by, and the old Emperor Huang's gray beard was flying in the wind. It passed by the pair of eyes that were still arrogant, and passed by the face that had left traces of time.
Really old!
Lu Heng sighed softly, raised his head and looked at Emperor Huang, and bowed his hands respectfully, his attitude more serious than ever.
"Take care of yourself!"
Emperor Huang's expression moved slightly, he slowly leaned on the chair and sighed softly.
"Take care of yourself too!"
Lu Heng smiled hard, put his hands on the ground, and bowed respectfully.
Although there were tens of millions of people in the palace, it was silent at this time.
The wind blew, and a tender green bud secretly emerged from the long-dried peach tree deep in the palace.
After becoming Lu Heng's adoptive father, the old Emperor Lu naturally wanted to go to the Lu Mansion first.
Naturally, the new king Wu Zheng cannot fly away.
As a result, the Luan Jia set off and were escorted by thousands of cow guards.
Along the way, gongs were sounded to clear the way, and flags blocked out the sun.
The grandest wedding in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty finally kicked off.
As the wedding procession passed by, people cheered and applauded along the way.
Riding on a tall horse, Lu Heng led the way wearing a red coat and a springy smile on his face.
Looking at the people on both sides of the road, Lu Heng smiled and returned the favor.
Behind him, there are seven sedan chairs, like a red ribbon, running through the long street. It adds countless festive atmosphere to Luoyang City.
The team moved forward.
After arriving at the entrance of the alley outside Lu Mansion, Wang Gongye, Zhan Xiong and other military generals who had been waiting there for a long time shouted and greeted each other and lit firecrackers.
The crackling firecrackers sounded cheerfully. The splashing red paper mixed with the smell of gunpowder brought out a strong sense of celebration.
In the smoke and dust, Lu Heng, who was riding a white horse, led the sedan behind him, laughing, and walked to the gate of Lu Mansion.
"Get off the sedan!"
The Minister of Rites, who was riding a horse, saw Li Er, the housekeeper of the Lu Mansion, standing aside in a daze, and pushed him away. He acted as the wedding host. He coughed, opened his throat, and shouted loudly.
Lu Heng turned over and dismounted, and the sedans all landed on the ground behind him.
The Minister of Etiquette, who had changed into new clothes, walked to the door and shouted at the top of his voice: "Play music, the groom will carry the bride into the house!"
The festive music played by the royal band suddenly sounded.
Amidst the crackling of firecrackers, Lu Heng, wearing red flowers and wedding robes, walked to the first sedan...
He stretched out his hand to lift the sedan curtain, turned around, and squatted down.
In the sedan chair, Liu Qingqing, who was wearing a phoenix and a rosy crown, had a pretty face and was slightly red. She bit her lips and slowly stood up and clung to Lu Heng's back.
"Let's go!"
The Minister of Rites was infected by this atmosphere and was happier than anyone else.
Seeing that the groom had already carried the bride on his back, he shouted hoarsely at the top of his voice.
In the ticking music, Zhang Xizi of the Lu family wears a red sticker.
The crackling sound of firecrackers resounded over Luoyang for a long time.
After carrying the seven brides one by one into the hall.
Lu Heng was already sweating profusely.
Before he could take a breath, he was pushed to his position by the nuns in the palace.
In the seats in the high hall, the emperor and the imperial concubine sat side by side and looked at Lu Heng with a smile, as well as the seven brides who were as beautiful as flowers and jade.
"Worship heaven and earth!"
The Minister of Rites sang.
Lu Heng and the seven brides all bowed down and bowed down.
"Two thanks to Gaotang!"
The eight people turned around and bowed to the emperor and the noble concubine who were sitting in the high hall.
The old emperor laughed heartily.
"Couple greetings!"
The seven women lined up and stood opposite Lu Heng.
Sing aloud and salute face to face.
"Tea to the newlyweds!"
After singing "Oi", Wang Liye laughed loudly and ran over clumsily holding the tea tray.
After being distributed to Lu Heng and the seven brides, Wang Liye quickly withdrew.
Eight people stepped forward and handed the eight tea cups to the emperor and the noble concubine.
The two of them laughed happily in front of so many tea cups.
Just as he was about to take the tea cups and drink them one by one, Prince Protector Wu Ningyuan, who was standing aside and had been unhappy for a long time, rushed over.
"Brother Imperial, you can't drink so much tea by yourself, I'll drink it for you!"
After all, he didn't care about the furious expression of the Emperor behind him.
Wu Ningyuan grinned and took the tea cup directly from Liu Qingqing's hand. He raised his head and took a sip, and then said to Liu Qingqing seriously: "Good daughter, you must take good care of your husband in the future!"
Liu Qingqing smiled shyly, nodded and said softly: "My daughter will keep it in mind!"
After telling Liu Qingqing, Wu Ningyuan took the tea cup from the seventh bride.
"Daughter, you have suffered a lot these years, but don't worry, it will be your time to enjoy happiness from now on!" After saying that, Wu Ningyuan looked at the woman wearing a red hijab with apologetic eyes, sighed softly, and raised her hand
Drink all the tea in the cup.
After hearing this, the bride's delicate body trembled slightly, her voice trembled slightly, and she said in an inaudible voice: "Daughter, keep this in mind!"
"Wu Ningyuan, you bastard!"
The tea was taken away, and Emperor Huang immediately went into a rage.
He patted his chair and stood up, pointed at Wu Ningyuan who was standing in front of him like a pillar, and cursed loudly.
Wu Ningyuan turned his head and saw the angry look on his face. Surprisingly, he didn't refute. Instead, he rolled his eyes at him and hummed, "I won't hesitate to be as knowledgeable as you!"
After saying that, Wu Ningyuan turned around, patted the groom on the shoulder, and after some more instructions, turned around and left.
"How can this not make sense? How can this not make sense." Emperor Huang was trembling with anger.
"Your Majesty, today is Mr. Lu's happy day!"
On the side, the imperial concubine, whose hair was covered with black lines, reminded her kindly.
Emperor Huang suddenly understood, and quickly patted his forehead. After glaring at Wu Ningyuan, he suppressed his anger. He turned around, smiled and said to Lu Heng and the seven brides: "What that guy said, although many times
It’s nonsense. However, since he is an elder, just listen to it!”
When Wu Ningyuan heard this, he was furious.
The new lady quickly grabbed him.
Emperor Huang smiled victoriously, and then glared at Wu Ningyuan provocatively. He turned his head, and before Wu Ningyuan could get angry, he said to the stunned Minister of Rites: "Continue!"
The Minister of Rites recovered from the shock, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and nodded quickly: "Yes!"
After thinking about it for a while, it seems that the wedding is almost over!
He turned his head, coughed, and awkwardly said to Emperor Huang: "Your Majesty, now it's your turn to send out red envelopes!"
Emperor Huang's pleasant smile suddenly froze on his face.
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