A calm tune that suited the occasion made the imperial concubine smile.
It also pushed the atmosphere of the entire wedding banquet to the extreme.
In order to satisfy his appetite, the old emperor asked the royal band to compose the music on the spot.
When the melodious palace music sounded, the atmosphere in the venue instantly reached the hottest level.
Amidst the sound of silk and bamboo, Lu Heng sat in the dimly lit place with a smile on his face, deep in thought.
At this time, he was really drunk!
The noisy wedding banquet did not disperse until late at night.
After sending away the emperor, sending away Wu Ningyuan, and sending away all the civil and military officials who came to the house as guests.
Lu Heng went back to the house and changed into new clothes, took a deep breath,
Then he opened the door and walked towards the bride's bridal chamber.
There, seven beautiful brides were waiting for him.
The night is sultry and the flowers are fragrant.
In the silver moonlight, Lu Heng smiled and paused at the door for a moment before pushing open the wedding room.
In the room, the festive red color embellishes the wedding atmosphere.
The dragon and phoenix red candles burned quietly on the table, emitting a warm dim yellow light.
Behind the table, on the couch under the red curtain, the bride, wearing a red hijab, was trembling slightly and seemed to be uneasy.
Lu Heng was stunned for a moment, confused.
Why is there only one? What about the six?
Moreover, isn’t the thing left behind a prank by His Majesty?
Looking at the uneasy bride sitting beside the couch, I was suddenly speechless.
Father-in-law, what kind of international joke are you making?
After smiling with a grimace, Lu Heng coughed and said softly: "Miss, you..."
On the couch, the bride, wearing a red hijab, was trembling slightly.
Amidst the quietly burning red candles, the atmosphere in the room was strange and ambiguous.
After a long time, Lu Heng confirmed in his heart that he seemed to have gone to the wrong room and was about to transfer out.
The bride sitting beside the couch was trembling slightly.
"Last year and today, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. I don't know where the faces are, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the wind!"
A peach blossom poem sounded softly in this boudoir.
The voice was crisp and sweet, but Lu Heng, who opened the door, was stunned for a moment.
Turning his head, he looked at the bride with a shocked expression. Lu Heng opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything.
In the light of the red candle, the bride wearing a phoenix and a cloud crown sighed softly and said quietly: "I haven't seen you for two years. It seems that you have really forgotten me!"
After Lu Heng was shocked, he quickly waved his hands and said, "No, I haven't forgotten. I have never forgotten!"
After saying the words, Lu Heng no longer hesitated.
After striding over, he stopped in front of the bride.
With trembling hands, he grabbed a corner of the hijab.
The red hijab was slowly lifted up, and the beautiful faces that had appeared many times in dreams appeared in front of Lu Heng.
The woman raised her head, looked at Lu Heng with tearful eyes, opened her lips lightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Do you really remember me?"
Lu Heng's eyes were wet, he stretched out his arms and hugged the woman in his arms.
"Qinglan, long time no see!"
…
Outside the room, several women squatted in the corner, listening to the sounds inside.
When Lu Heng's Qinglan voice came out of the room, Liu Qingqing bit her lip and smiled happily.
He stretched out his fingers, covered her lips, and made a shushing gesture to the sisters.
The six brides quietly left slowly.
…
Outside the yard, the night is sultry.
The bright moon, shining with silvery light, hid in the shallow clouds at some point.
In the room, dragon and phoenix candles swayed gently in the dim and blurry light.
The long-separated lovers embraced each other quietly.
The curtain is pulled down and the red candle goes out.
Not long after, a sound like crying sounded softly in the room.
…
…
The seventh year of Qingyuan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, April 15th...
Luoyang, Tokyo.
At the end of the night, it is the time when the peach blossoms are most brilliant.
The peach groves, which are like pink smoke clouds, give the entire Luoyang a romantic and beautiful atmosphere.
In the afternoon, bursts of hearty laughter came from the depths of the most famous Royal Peach Garden in Luoyang City.
Wu Ningyuan, the old emperor, and Lu Heng.
After a long separation, the three finally sat together again.
In the pavilion, incense is burned and wine is cooked, and the atmosphere is peaceful and warm.
The peach blossom wind blew by, and the two old men's white hair was flying. They drank wine to cheer up and talked about the wonderful past.
He raised his hands and raised his feet with high spirits and enthusiasm.
Lu Heng, who was slightly drunk, sat aside and watched the two of them with a smile as they talked about the scenery and prosperous years of that year.
At the end of the day, the old emperor had drunk all the fine wine he had treasured for decades.
The two old men were so drunk that they started singing and banging the table.
Not far away, Zhan Xiong and others looked at the two old men in the pavilion with great interest, but they were helpless.
Feeling touched, I took a deep breath, raised my head, and raised my hands to cover my eyes.
In the end, both old men were drunk and unconscious.
Lu Heng, the only one who was still conscious, stood up unsteadily and waved to Zhan Xiong and others, gesturing for them to send the two elders back.
When the pavilion was empty and he was the only one left.
It's time to set in the west and the setting sun is fiery red.
The breeze blows, and the black hair is like ink, dancing in the wind.
Lu Heng stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back, watching the sunset in the west and sighed softly.
He turned around and walked to the stone table full of leftovers.
He casually moved a place and spread out the paper. He picked up the brush that was thrown aside casually, smiled slightly, and put down the tip of the pen.
"The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure are all gone, but the green mountains are still there, and the sunsets are red several times.
The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the riverbank is used to watching the autumn moon and the wind. We are happy to meet each other over a pot of turbid wine. Many things in ancient and modern times have been laughed at and talked about."
…
It was night on April 15th, the seventh year of Qingyuan of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The gates of Tokyo opened quietly.
A group of cavalry escorted several carriages out of the city, heading west under the deep night.
On the top of the city, the old emperor and Wu Ning stood far away in the wind, their white hair flying in the wind.
He stared at the carriage going west for a long time, saying nothing for a long time.
The torch was burning brightly, and the old emperor looked resolute.
"What a legend!"
Wu Ningyuan nodded and said softly: "From an accountant to the king of a country. Putting it this way, this accountant is really... ugh!"
The old emperor smiled and added: "Excellent!"
Wu Ningyuan was stunned for a moment, nodded and laughed: "Yes, yes, the best accountant!"
…
Ten days later, grassland.
When the morning light rises and the sun shines on the earth.
Lu Heng and his party have already walked out of the border of Dazhou.
Next to the motorcade, Wang Liye, the Grand Marshal of the Principality of Azure Sea, personally led the escort.
The sound of squeaking ruts echoes on the grassland, melodious and long.
Outside the carriage, Agui and Sang Biao gathered around Wang Liye, listening to Wang Liye talk about the affairs of the principality. They asked questions from time to time, full of interest.
Now, Agui and Yanyunwei's relatives have all moved to the principality and settled there.
Therefore, when they heard Wang Liye talk about the principality, these people who had never been there were filled with curiosity and yearning.
In the carriage, the newlywed Liu Qingqing lifted the curtain and glanced out the window. Her pretty cheeks were stained with a layer of red.
I don’t know if it’s the light of the morning glow or the joy in my heart.
Liu Qingqing smiled lightly and lowered the car curtain.
"Sister, what are you looking at?" Princess Qinglan asked curiously.
Liu Qingqing smiled, glanced at Lu Heng shyly, and then looked at Wang Tingzhi, Su Qianqian, and Bai Suyan in the carriage, smiling like a hundred flowers blooming.
“Finally a family!!”
When the woman heard the words, she smiled slightly, and after looking at each other, her eyes were full of joy.
"We are a family from now on! A family that will never be separated!"
Lu Heng smiled, stretched out his arms, and smiled at the woman in the car.
The seven women lowered their heads shyly and glanced at each other secretly.
"My lord!"
A shy voice sounded out in unison.
The women smiled shyly and then rushed forward!
…
The cheerful laughter returns to the grassland.
In the east, the sun rises vigorously and is brilliant in an instant!