From bloody red to festive red.

For those who stand in the middle of the storm of the times, this day is the dividing line between the two eras, the most important and important diǎn, and the day of the decision of all grievances.

But for those who think they are smart, today is also a very important day, that is, the wedding day of the Zhao family of the Zhuo family, which is also a pivotal day, or a war that is not in the same world, this is a battlefield without gunpowder.

As the heavy rain stopped overnight, the courtyard of the Zhuo family became cheerful, the courtyard was like a city, the nearby parking lot was instantly crowded, merchants, black and white, all the people who came were people with heads and faces, maybe some of them knew that today seemed to be not only the big day for the Zhuo family to marry their daughter, but despite this, since they appeared here, it was equivalent to a tacit statement of their position.

Maybe standing at Yanzi Pass, they will have a 1 percent, 1 in 1,000, 1 in 10,000 chance of changing this era, but standing here, they are destined to not be able to change a fraction, there is no chance.

Just the congratulatory gifts are piled up in the Zhuo family, I don't know how many rooms, and there is a trend of intensifying, in other words, not only the Zhuo family's connections are coming, but also the people who are attracted by the Zhao family, although the door-to-door son-in-law is not a very good word, but relative to the Zhuo family, even if it is the door-to-door son-in-law, no one is destined to underestimate it, and this door-to-door son-in-law is more or less a Zhao family.

Although the name is unfamiliar enough, Zhao Kuangchao.

The wedding was held in the largest open space in the Zhuo family compound, and the scene was arranged as soon as the rain stopped, with professional equipment, and the most profound wedding company in Beijing took over, as if it was making a big movie.

This incredibly large courtyard is filled with tables, and these tables are filled by too many people, like a complete network of relationships, presented in front of people, from front to back, as if looking at one step after another.

It was very lively, and the sound of firecrackers did not stop, but in this piece of laughter, there was no shadow of today's core figures, Zhuo Wenwu did not show up, even the Zhao family did not show up, which can be very bad for careerists who have other ideas about this wedding, perhaps this is the biggest opportunity to contact these ordinary people. To ▲ (7) dǐng ▲ (7) diǎn ▲ (7) small ▲ (7) say, .23.o□s_ (); On weekdays, just to be able to step into the courtyard of the Zhuo family, even if they have gone through a lot of shit luck, let alone see the dignity of people like Zhuo Wenwu.

The master of ceremonies worked hard to make out pieces of laughter, not hypocritical laughter, but reflecting a hypocritical face, although people with a heart can see a little bit of this strong passing scene, but fortunately, these hypocritical faces are not hateful when put together.

But if this scene is put in someone's eyes, it is not ordinary pathos, because this scene, someone has imagined it countless times, but they just didn't expect it to be like this, people are not the people they should be, everything that should be right is wrong, and everything that should be wrong is wrong.

It was less than half an hour before that particular hour, and although the scene was still lively, many people had already begun to whisper.

At the most remote table under the stage, there is only one person sitting at this table, and Gui San directly puts his legs on the table, looking like he is flying and domineering, and his aura seems to be able to calm the scene, at least people dare not get close to this table for half a step, especially Gui San's face, which has become a very distinct inverse proportion to the atmosphere present, and it seems that the word robbery is written on his face, and he is murderous.

There is a table behind the turtle, which is already a corner in the corner, but even though it is such a position, it can also be said that it makes people squeeze their heads, after all, this is a scene, and this table is relatively loose, almost all of them are young people.

In the center of the table is the little monkey who has changed from a bullet to a flat head, next to the little monkey is Wu Ming, who is sitting and smoking a smoking, and the rest is the little monkey and a fox friend, these people can come in because the little monkey's Lao Tzu has some business ties with the Zhuo family. Of course, these people just came to join in the fun, hoping to be able to hunt for beauty on such an absolutely high-level occasion, and of course, the probability that they can be looked down upon by those ladies here is infinitely close to zero.

But the purpose of the little monkey and Wu Ming was not like this, what they came to do was Zhao Kuangchao.

The name Zhao Kuangchao is undoubtedly the turning point between the two, or the most profound and profound name in their lives that are not big ups and downs, because the name Zhao Kuangchao has really created too many accidents or miracles for them, and even created too many accidents for Beijing, a city that has been dead for too long.

"I'd rather believe it won't be the master." Wu Ming snuffed out the cigarette that he had taken two puffs, and he knew what a sad thing it would be if it was Zhao Kuangchao.

"Do you think that's possible?" The little monkey whispered, without attracting the attention of the group of guys next to him who were all looking at the opposite sex, he knew that Zhao Kuangran was definitely not a white-eyed wolf, and it was precisely because of this that he was so helpless.

Wu Ming was silent, looking at this huge scene, it seemed that everything was a foregone conclusion.

There was an imperceptible stalemate at the scene, and there was finally a turning point, it was the Zhao family and his party who entered, and only a few people came, but they definitely played a pivotal role in the Zhao family.

Zhao Man, the leader, was followed by the celebrity Zhao Fuhai, and then a direct relative of the Zhao family, but he didn't see the figure of the head of the Zhao family, which made many people who wanted to see the true face of Zhao Baichuan Lushan a little disappointed.

The Zhao family and his party sat directly on the empty table left at the front, but the Zhao family didn't seem to have a good face, especially Zhao Man, who was the leader, and his expression didn't look like he had come to participate in this kind of occasion, and it was even more gloomy than attending the funeral, and many people present had already begun to secretly figure out what was going on.

The experienced master of ceremonies continued to stir up the atmosphere of the scene, but more like a clown who jumped off the beam, he could make people laugh for a while, but he would never laugh stupidly like this for an hour.

The master of ceremonies wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and continued to maintain his signature smile. This is the biggest battlefield in his career, it can be said that everyone here is not something he can provoke, and finally at this time, an old man silently walked on the stage, and the master of ceremonies gasped and said: "Next, I invite our bride's grandfather to speak on stage today." After saying that, he bowed deeply, although no one felt guilty about him bowing his head this time.

Zhuo Wenwu slightly looked at the emcee who was already soaked in the suit with sweat, which was already considered to have given this little emcee a big face, which made the emcee who knew the background of Zhuo Wenwu look panicked, and sent Diǎn to Zhuo Wenwu to kneel down, but fortunately, he kept his sanity and got off the stage, leaving this carefully arranged high platform to this old man who is no less than the protagonist today.

Zhuo Wenwu stood in the place where the master of ceremonies had fought, cleared his throat, and the scene instantly quieted down, even the noisy children tacitly catered to the atmosphere at this moment, and all eyes were on the old man standing on the high platform, but despite this, Zhuo Wenwu's expression did not change a bit, like a pool of lake water.

"The Zhuo family is marrying their daughter today." Zhuo Wenwu just said these few words that were not surprising, and he completely disappeared.

At this moment, accompanied by the bridesmaids, Zhuo Yue, who was wearing a white wedding dress, walked out of the backstage silently, with light makeup and a red face, which was shocking for a while. and the little sister in loose denim was shocked, after all, this is the most beautiful time in a woman's life.

Zhuo Yue, whose face was slightly red, walked up to Zhuo Wenwu's side in small steps, quietly waiting for today's male protagonist.

Whether it was the opposite sex or livestock, they all looked straight, there was envy, jealousy, and **, and there were all kinds of life for a while.

"That little ghost of the Zhao family is really burning incense in the ancestral tomb, and he married such a girl, if this woman accompanies me for one night, she would rather live a few years less." A yellow-haired young man at the little monkey table couldn't help but sigh, although he lowered his voice, it still reached the ears of some people.

Wu Ming wanted to stand up, but the little monkey pressed Wu Ming down, just looking at this guy who still didn't know what to do.

"Bang" The sound of the beer bottle bursting in this guy's head, followed by this scream, I have to say that this one completely covered Zhuo Yue, who was alluring the country and the city.

Gui San threw away the beer bottle, scolding in his mouth, if you want to blame this yellow hair, the words of Huang Mao reached Gui San's ears, if Gui San still knows how to forbear in this big capital, he will not be the most hopeless third son of the Xia family.

was exclaimed, but no one came out to stop it, even Zhuo Wenwu, who was on the stage, watched this scene coldly.

"*******" the bloody yellow haired scolded, but the wolf sitting on the ground greatly discounted his behavior.

A bad friend next to Huang Mao also wants to rush forward, for these hot-blooded young people, no matter what occasion he is, if he dares to move, I will play with you, anyway, this is also reasonable.

"Whoever wants to do it, don't blame me for being a little monkey and not a brother." The little monkey whispered, although he didn't know the good man in front of him, no matter how he looked at this guy, he was not a character to mess with, and the little monkey didn't have any ill feelings towards this man.

"Bang" again, and the scolding yellow-haired head was opened again, this time he was completely stunned and fell to the ground unconscious.

Several security personnel also took action at this time, and did not move the turtle three hairs, but tacitly carried out the yellow hair like a dead dog.

"Today's marriage is my three turtle brothers, if you want to chew your tongue, I don't mind opening a few bottles of beer on your heads, I don't care what kind of business celebrities you are or what kind of soldiers." The turtle three words were not shocking and shouted endlessly, but it was the appearance of three turtles and three turtles, and the atmosphere was like Gong San'er.