Fresh berries are placed all over the plate, red and gorgeous, and Luan is covered with Phoenix scarves. In front of the bed curtain, there are double happiness horizontal stickers, which are opposite to each other, standing in the collapse.

The servant put the last pair of red seat covers on the small chairs in the room, looked up and said to the great man next to the post Cheng: "I have never heard of a noble man getting married in our humble place. Do you take good care of the adults and the dishes in the kitchen?"

Qingzhou post Cheng didn't pay attention to the words of returning to his servants, but nervously looked around the house for several times, and made sure there was no missing place. Then he wiped his sweat and said: "the dishes have been arranged, you can be sure. The noble said that the dinner was arranged at the time of dinner?"

The servant hurriedly nodded: "I'm sure. I haven't seen anyone who has a wedding dinner at night. The little one asked me more about it. The third prince said that the dinner was in the evening."

The postmaster couldn't help muttering: "it's the first time that a prince or a dignitary has settled a business in our foreign country without greeting him in Kyoto. The rules are strange. Have you heard that the prince is going to marry a girl from any family?"

The servant shook his head: "there was no news in advance. I just made a scene these two days. I didn't see any matchmaker coming to visit. Would it not be our Qingzhou girl?"

"It's not a girl from Qingzhou. How could the prince decide to marry in Qingzhou temporarily? I guess it's the girl of Fu's family, and only the girl of Fu's family is worthy of the Lord. "

The servant thought for a while, and thought it was reasonable, but also strange: "I didn't see Fu's house decorated with lanterns. It's not like the government wants to go out of the cabinet."

"Muddleheaded." The postmaster patted the servant's head and said in a low voice, "it's a big deal for the Fu family. It's a change of management. It's a fire. A second master and a grandson have died. Do you dare to do something red at this time? Are you not afraid of big trouble caused by red and white? "

"Then how can we..."

"It must be secretly. The man's family is the son of the Holy One. When the king is in power, he can marry such a gentleman. How about the red and white conflicts? As long as he doesn't speak up and sneaks around, he will decide first."

"It seems so." The servant thought it was reasonable. He couldn't help guessing. Can't the bride really be the girl of Fu's family?

After that, the postmaster went up and down to patrol the post house, making sure that he understood everything, from the decorations in the lobby to the patterns of flower balls, so that he could do it himself, lest it might not be as good as the idea of the nobles.

In the near future, the sound of Suona and drums came from outside the street.

The post Cheng knows that the greeting team is back. He quickly pulls all servants of the post house out to meet him.

When the sedan chair fell down, Xi Niang took a fan and shouted at the door, "please kick the door."

At this moment, there are a lot of people around to watch and talk about it. They are guessing which family is getting married. The groom is not handsome, and the bride is not beautiful.

Xi Niang shouted twice according to the rules. When the second voice fell, there was a man in the gate of the post house. The man was wearing a big red gown, a wide rib belt around his waist, a white jade crown on his head, and dark Tuo shoes on his feet. He took a step to be elegant. When he walked, the hem of the gown swayed with kicks. His features were cold and his eyebrows were beautiful. This gesture, no matter what From the top, from the bottom, from the inside, and from the outside, they are all indispensable among the people.

Many women have whispered in the crowd, admiring the bride's words in the sedan chair: "it's such a blessing for this girl to have such a fair husband."

"Isn't it true that I don't know what kind of woman the young man will marry. Can I see the whole picture of the bride in a moment?"

The crowd's voice grew louder and louder, but Rong Ling turned a deaf ear to it. He looked intently at the two red sedans and stepped to the front of the sedan under the urging of Xi Niang.

Kicking the sedan chair door is an indispensable part of the wedding ceremony. According to the rules, the bridegroom kicks the sedan chair door three times outside, and the bride kicks the sedan chair door three times inside. It means that the bridegroom is not afraid of the inside and the bride is not weak after marriage.

Rong Leng kicked the three car doors, but for a long time, didn't hear the response from inside.

He was stupefied, his brow slightly frowned.

After all, the bride is a professional. She responds very quickly and says with a smile: "the bride is shy. Girl, I've seen it for you. The new Lang official is really a jade faced official. You can marry him. Come on. If you agree, kick the inner door three times. I'll listen for you."

Many people around laughed, thinking that the bride must be nervous, and that the girl would be nervous when she was in the sedan chair for the first time.

But Xi Niang all beat the round field to this part, but there is still no movement in the sedan chair.

It's not good. Is there no one in the sedan chair? Or is it time for the bride not to marry? To repent?

All the people who watched the activity began to look into the curtain windows on both sides of the sedan chair.

Xi Niang was also sweating. She wiped her forehead with her sleeve. She didn't care about her appearance. She also went to the window of the sedan chair and raised the curtain to see what was going on inside.

At this sight, she nearly bled out.

The great woman who was about to be married fell asleep in a sedan chair, wearing a red cap and curling her side.

This didn't remind her when she arrived at the city gate. It's going to be a ceremony soon. Why did she turn around and go to sleep? Look at this posture. I'm still asleep. What can I do?For half a lifetime, Xi Niang never met this kind of situation. She was tongue tied and couldn't speak. She just pinched her sleeve and looked at the bridegroom in a hurry.

Without waiting for the three kicks, Rong Leng opened the sedan chair and saw the scene inside. His brow had been twisted into a knot. He took a deep breath and, regardless of the eyes of other people around him, reached out and carried the sleepy woman out.

"It's against the rules. It's against the rules." Seeing that the bridegroom wanted to take the bride in, the wedding mother immediately said.

The bridegroom didn't even look at other people. He held them in his arms and stepped into the post house.

Fu Zichen, as the only guest in the wedding today, and Xiaoli, two people, took the whole banquet. They watched the man who went out to meet the bride, but didn't bring in the bride. Instead, the man who brought in the bride was puzzled and looked at each other.

Fu Zichen opened his mouth and asked, "what's wrong with her?"

Without saying a word, Rong Leng carried the man up to the second floor.

Fu Zichen immediately told Xiao Li, "you want such a person to be your father?"

Xiaoli didn't feel anything at all. Hearing this sentence, he was immediately nervous. He stiffened his cheek, glanced at Fu Zichen, then raised his neck and said bravely, "father, father, yes, father, I know it's my father. Uncle Fu, you don't have to tell me. I know everything."

Fu Zichen: "..."

The main platform in the lobby is still in good order. The ceremony of worshiping heaven and earth and Bodhisattva has not yet begun, but the bride and groom enter the cave enigmatically.