Chapter 65: How Are You?

"Thirteenth master, it's time to pick up the bride. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info [Dance Debut]"

Xi Po said respectfully to Tang Xian, who closed her eyes and recuperated, her tone was respectful, and she didn't dare to go beyond it in the slightest.

"Whew."

Tang Xian exhaled deeply, bringing up a gust of wind, which was actually mixed with a little blood clot.

"The debris in the lungs has been expelled, but it's fine."

"It's just that the blood qi is slightly insufficient, and it will take a few days of cultivation to recover completely, but at this time, it is not a big problem."

Tang Xian got up, the tiger and leopard thunder sound in his body appeared, and in three days, he finally restored this physical body to the tenth **.

Tang Xian put on a wedding dress, dressed in red, with a red flower on his chest and a champion hat on his head.

"It's strange that such a handsome person has a bald head."

Xi Po looked at the handsome and extraordinary Tang Xian, loved it in her heart, and shook her head slightly, as if she had a lot of opinions about Tang Xian's big bald head.

Going out and getting on the horse, the four sturdy servants picked up the sedan chair and went straight to the Li Mansion.

A kind of musician blows and blows, the sound is mighty, Tang Xian sits on a horse, beaming, and a happy style.

The official road has long been quiet, covered with red silk, Tang Xian's carriages and horses walked by, and there was a burst of crackling firecrackers.

With the status of the Tang Mansion at this moment, it is natural that it will not be half a point weak in terms of rituals and etiquette.

"What a handsome gentleman, that girl is really blessed."

There was a young woman with affectionate eyebrows, staring at Tang Xian deadly, as if she wanted to imprint this handsome person in her heart.

"Silly girl, thinking of spring again?" The female companion next to him laughed, "You don't want to see who that person is?" That's the Thirteenth Master, how can you covet it? ā€

The girl was slightly embarrassed, her pretty face was delicate, and she was silent, but she was thinking in her heart.

"Such a heroic Langjun, how can he marry if he hasn't cultivated the merits of a hundred lifetimes?"

Bursts of envy and praise were in his ears, mixed with the jealous voices of many young people, Tang Xian smiled slightly, not caring at all. I just thought in my heart: "Today's Rou'er, what kind of style?" ā€

The carriage and horses did not stop, the speed was extremely fast, and the time of half a pillar of incense walked through more than ten miles of official road and arrived in front of the Li Mansion.

As Rou'er's 'maiden' identity, Li Fu has already been fully prepared, but the servants who greeted him or the children of Li Mansion looked at Tang Xian with quite strange eyes, and even said, with three points of hatred.

Tang Xian smiled slightly, he didn't care, how could his husband be alive because of trivial things all the time?

Passing through the corridor and pavilion, there was no difficulty in Tang Xian's belief, and he easily received the bride.

"Lady, it's turned."

Tang Xian spoke softly, and the bride paused, and hurriedly got into the sedan chair.

"This girl is more anxious than I am."

Tang Xian laughed in his heart, turned his horse's head, and turned back towards the Tang Mansion.

There was a lot of traffic in front of the Tang Mansion, a kind of Tang Mansion disciples stood on both sides to maintain order, and all the families in the north gathered, and there were more than 1,000 people.

"Congratulations, Taibai, I didn't expect your kid to finally get married."

Wang Fugui had a heavy smile on his face, and the green jade wrench in his hand was shining, looking like an outsider.

Tang Xian hurriedly returned the salute and said loudly: "Thank you Uncle Wang for your support, the icing on the cake." ā€

"Haha, you kid can speak, who in the north now dares not to give face to the Tang Mansion?" Wang Fugui laughed, faintly calling himself an outsider.

Also, Wang Fugui is obsessed with gold and silver, and he has a big backer, so he will naturally not mix with the ups and downs of the north.

"My nephew will definitely toast my uncle a few glasses in a while, but now I ,,,"

Tang Xian confessed, Wang Fugui hurriedly waved his hand, signaling Tang Xian to leave him alone, and went to chat with other family heads.

There were also congratulatory voices from the heads of the family, and Tang Xian returned the salute with a smile on his face, his attitude respectful, and he did not feel the slightest displeasure.

"Alright, alright, it's about to be auspicious, let me go."

Xi Po's sharp voice came, and the heads of the family gave way, and Xi Po opened the way, leading the bride and groom straight to the high platform.

Everyone sat down, and it was still the pattern of the Fang Mansion, but the table in the middle was replaced by Tang Zongfeng, and then the lower head was replaced by Wang Fugui. Then there were a lot of fresh faces, thinking that it was the Fang Mansion Storm that eliminated a group of people, and also fulfilled a group of people.

"Welcome to the marriage of the thirteenth master of the Tang Mansion, and the old man welcomes everyone on behalf of the Tang Mansion."

The old-fashioned words and sentences crackled and thundered applause, and Xi Po nodded with satisfaction.

Then Xi Po stepped forward and said to Tang Xian: "I don't know what the groom official said?" ā€

Tang Xian took a deep breath, calmed down, and said softly: "I said on the day I fell that day, one day I will marry her in the bright light to marry her and enjoy the glory of a lifetime, and today, I have done it." ā€

The following kind of guests and friends cheered loudly, and the applause was thunderous, but Tang Zongfeng's face was strange, and the bride's body trembled, as if she was moved.

"Okay, what a young man who values love and righteousness." Xi Po praised her, walked to the bride again, and said, "Does the bride have anything to say?" ā€

The bride hurriedly waved her hand, and Xi Po said slightly embarrassed: "The bride seems to be a little shy,,, the auspicious time is coming, worship heaven and earth." ā€

"If you worship heaven and earth, heaven and earth will give birth to meritorious."

"Two worship the elders, and the elders nurture the kindness."

Tang Xian and Qin Rou were both orphans, so naturally they couldn't worship the high hall, so they changed to worship the elders of the Tang Mansion.

"Husband and wife worship each other, and a thousand years of practice will be completed today."

The two hurriedly bowed to each other, and then a maid took the bride's hand and sent it to the cave room.

"Third uncle, nephew toasts you."

Tang Xian raised his wine glass, saluted Tang Zongfeng, and drank it all.

Tang Zongfeng was silent and took a drink.

"Uncle Wang, my nephew toasts you."

Wang Fugui smiled and said, "How can one cup be enough?" 10 cups of free drink. ā€

The guests below coaxed slightly, Tang Xian smiled arrogantly, and brought ten cups in a row, attracting a burst of cheers.

"Good boy, it's not in vain that the old man will give you a generous gift."

Wang Fugui nodded with satisfaction, and casually threw a storage bag to Tang Xian, Tang Xian hung it on his waist, confessed, and went to the table to toast.

Changing cups and changing lamps, staggering.

Tang Xian didn't know how much he drank, Rao is Tang Xian's body was extremely strong, and he was also a little drunk at this time, and he was a little dizzy.

"Alright, alright." Wang Fugui got up and stopped the family owners who were still toasting, and laughed, "The bridegroom still wants to enter the cave room, if I am drunk, it will be a mistake to have a good time, wouldn't it be a sin?" ā€

"Taibai, go into the cave room, the bride can't wait."

There was a coaxing sound, Tang Xian's old face turned red, he confessed, and retreated.

In the cave room, the red candles are burning, and there is a festive fire.

There was a man sitting cross-legged on the gums, covered with a hijab, and his demeanor was in good shape.

"Rou'er, today, you and I have achieved positive results."

Tang Xian got up and picked up the wine glass, handed Rou'er a glass, and squeezed Rou'er's hand affectionately.

"Hot? Why do you sweat so much? ā€

Tang Xian was drunk, stretched out his hand and lifted Rou'er's hijab, and couldn't help but wake up eight points from alcohol, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered in half.

"How are you?"

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