223 The joy of getting married1

On the fourth day of the ninth lunar month, the autumn is high and cool, which is a good day for marriage.

The step of welcoming relatives was omitted, and the wedding was held at Yun Ying's insistence, which was somewhat similar to the feeling of her previous life. There are many pots of golden cinnamon arranged on both sides of the path to the door of Qiao's house, and the fragrance is fragrant all the way from the village road, and many people in the village who have not set foot in the downstream find that this place has changed greatly.

At the end of the path is the courtyard gate separated by Yun Ying's house, where a vermilion Eight Immortals table is placed, where Li Er and his wife, who are accustomed to being intimate guests in the village, and the wife of the village chief sit here, responsible for the roll call of visitors and the collection of gifts.

After entering the door, I saw that there were big red happy words everywhere, filled with a strong festive atmosphere. After the guests came, turn left to be the main venue of today's banquet, the sandy land that had just been harvested Yang invited a few men in the village to help level it out, and moved ten tables and chairs from the ancestral hall, plus the villagers' borrowed ones, to make up thirty tables. Liu Er, the shopkeeper of Zhenwei Ju, was busy chopping vegetables and cooking with seven or eight clever shopkeepers, and the smell of food made the guests swallow their saliva unconsciously.

There are also four tables in front of the courtyard of Yunying's house, and these four tables will be sat by the close relatives of the Qiao family and individual people with unusual identities, such as the village chief and the shopkeeper of Zhenweiju Liu.

Whether it is in the courtyard or on the sand outside, you can see a bright red in the courtyard of Yunying's house, and the high candle flame is soft, reflecting the tablet of "Heaven and Earth Monarch and Prince" on the big red wall, and the four-color tribute is placed on the shrine. Under the shrine, a table of eight immortals covered with red paper contains two square objects in a box with red inlays and gold rimmed, which is said to be the man's high hall today.

The woman's seat in the hall is also vacant at the moment, but there are four chairs on the side. Later, let Qiao Chengtong and Tang Zhuoran sit up to witness the union of Feng Duyou and Yun Ying.

Feng Duyu was dressed in a festive groom's robe, without a crown, and his black hair was tied high with red silk, leaving a few strands floating on the side of his cheeks. Although there was not a smirk on his handsome face like the other bridegrooms, the high corners of his lips betrayed his joyful mood. Today, he looks exceptionally handsome, and as soon as he came out of the courtyard from Er, he let out bursts of exclamations from the young and old who came to Yunying's wedding.

Xin Zhen and Xin Li followed behind him, led by Xin Li, and helped him introduce some villagers in the Li family village who showed goodwill to the three Yunying sisters and brothers, as well as Qiao Sini's family and Qiao Yuanhong's family who came back from the town to attend the wedding. No matter what others say, how enthusiastic they are, Feng Duyou always smiles and nods. Not affectionate though. It's not bad to be polite.

The three of them soon came to the table of Village Chief Li. The shopkeeper Liu has never been moving at the wedding scene as if there was a thorn under his buttocks, and the people who came to greet Yin Xun in person got married today, will the big man of General Zhenxi come to the wedding? He was always looking in the crowd. It's a pity that there are too many guests in the venue, and the bustling and lively makes him unable to see who has a special temperament.

Just as he set his eyes on the mighty but slightly lame Huber. Village Chief Li chattered again. The bridegroom himself stepped forward to thank him. He also hurriedly got out as if he had been relieved: "Village chief, do you know where Yun Ying's husband came from? ”

Village Chief Li was very satisfied with the Yunying family's marriage today, and Zhenweiju actually closed its doors and did not do business to congratulate. Does this mean that the relationship between Yunying's family and Zhenweiju is good, and in the future, will those things produced in the village also negotiate with Zhenweiju to give a higher price? Who knew that Liu Da shopkeeper had been absent-minded throughout the whole process, and finally spoke and asked about other people's affairs, but fortunately, he listened to his daughter-in-law about the lonely things, but he didn't know anything about it:

"You mean Brother Wind? He doesn't have much background in himself, but he is just a little gardener, but I heard that he has a capable father-in-law who is very valued by General Zhenxi and helps General Zhenxi raise flowers. He also made a lot of money. ”

"General Zhenxi?!" Liu Da's shopkeeper's eyes lit up, there is a door! Only then did he turn his attention to Feng Duyou. The more I looked at him, the more puzzled I became, Feng Duyu didn't look like a little gardener at all, but thinking about Yun Ying, she didn't have the kind of earthy timidity of a village girl, so it was nothing. It's just that? The two generals on the left and right who followed Feng Duyou's side looked so strange.

It's not for nothing that a gardener can still have someone to wait, but this person is too unusual, isn't it? He Liu Da had not been in the circle of nobles before, and some of the housekeepers or guards were not as imposing as the people around this little gardener. Moreover, he also smelled the same smell as Yin Xun on these two people.

"Young master, this is the treasurer of Zhenwei Ju Liu, and he has always had business dealings with Miss Yunying." Xin Li is worthy of being a know-it-all around Feng Duyou, and he only needs a glance to match the characters with the results of the investigation.

"Hmm." Feng Duyu hummed softly, it can be regarded as a relatively good treatment among today's guests, Xin Li immediately gave Xin Zhen a look, Xin Zhen was excited, and lifted the teapot in his hand to help Liu Da shopkeeper fill it:

"Shopkeeper Liu, our young grandmother has been taken care of by you in the past, our young master has written down this feeling, now drink tea first, and I will accompany you Xin Zhen later if you don't get drunk or return!"

Xin Zhen?! Liu Da's shopkeeper's expression changed, "I don't know if this brother knows Yin Xun......"

Before the Yin guards could say three words, Xin Zhen laughed: "You said that Yin Xun's long-tongued guy, why don't you know him, we are brothers who have been fighting together......

"Ahem," Xin Li glared at Xin Zhen for a few moments and didn't see him reacting, so he had to cough twice, didn't he see the frightened eyes of the shopkeeper Liu and look straight at the young master? Don't leak your identity and break things, "Ah Zhen, there seems to be another guest coming outside the door, you go and help take it." "As a last resort, Xin Li had to implement the transfer of the tiger from the mountain, Xin Zhen didn't have a door on his mouth, this Liu Da shopkeeper was a staff member who was gathered when General Zhenxi first emerged, if it weren't for the fact that his head was not so bright in Baijiaji for more than ten years, seven or eight Xin Zhen would not be opponents.

"Is there one? Have it? Xin Zhen, who didn't know that he was fooled, shouted and squeezed towards the door, not wanting to think that even if there were guests in Lijia Village, it would be Yunying's guests; But when he squeezed to the edge of the Eight Immortals table by the door, he really let him see an acquaintance: "Haha, Yin Xun!" I was still talking about you kid just now, and you're here! I can't say it. ”

Yin Xun had actually just turned onto the trail, and his face was dusty, and his complexion didn't look very good. was roared by Xin Zhen's loud voice, and he stepped into the air and threw himself directly into the ditch next to him.

"Wow, you started kowtowing before you saw the young grandmother." Xin Zhen burst into another burst of schadenfreude laughter, rushed out and almost dragged him through the door, and Ti slipped in front of Feng Duyou.

"Subordinate Yin Xun first congratulated the young master." Yin Xun naturally saw the shopkeeper Liu next to him, instead of letting him continue to think crankily, it was better to give him a more wake-up call, and after a bow, he saw that the shopkeeper Liu Da's face was like gold paper.

"......" Feng Duyou raised his eyebrows, and next to Xin Li resigned himself to speaking: "The young master asked why you came suddenly?" ”

Yin Xun sighed slightly in his heart, the young master can speak, he still told Xin Li, why is Xin Li still doing this spokesperson. But now is not the time to talk about this stubble, Yin Xun took out two wooden boxes from the burden on his back and presented them to Feng Duyou: "Young master, your stepfather said that the seal you got does not represent him to receive a gift, so he asked his subordinates to send him his talisman, and let your subordinates send him back after worshipping." In the other box is a meeting gift he gave to the young grandmother, saying that you should hand it over when you should serve tea tomorrow morning. ”

Feng Duyu's indifferent expression was finally unsealed, and he took the two boxes with complicated eyes, and asked in a low voice: "He ......, don't blame me?" ”

He instructed his subordinates to bring you a few words, I don't know ...... "Words are not good words, Yin Xun is afraid that he will lose his face by scolding people outside."

"Say it." Feng Duyou felt that he had received a few words of training from Ning Beichuan under the court, and he would be happy when he knew it. After so many years of getting along, the status of Ning Beichuan in his mind is much higher than that of his biological parents in Jingzhong, if it weren't for the regent's resolute disagreement, he would have changed the surname "Feng" to the surname "Ning".

"Ahem!" Yin Xun cleared his throat, pinched his throat and imitated Ning Beichuan's angry and helpless tone: "The rabbit cub really has stiff wings, and he knows that the calculating Lao Tzu is here!" That's it, just look at the amount of effort you spend, you know that your kid is hard-hearted, which is really up to Lao Tzu. If Lao Tzu doesn't agree, won't you let you follow in the footsteps of Lao Tzu again? This is not good, Lao Tzu is still young, and he can still wait for a grandson surnamed Ning to inherit the mantle, so don't worry about your affairs, and Jingli will pursue them even if they rush to Ben...... Come! Frowning, Lao Tzu is not Ning Beichuan. The box is the family heirloom of my Ning family, remember to give it to your daughter-in-law to wear after the hole, and ward off evil spirits and poison to report safety. ”

The name Ning Beichuan was only known to Liu Da Shopkeeper and Feng Duyou, and others only heard it inexplicably, but they also estimated that the groom's elders himself could not come, and it was also benevolent and righteous to ask someone to bring words and things, but his tone was too vulgar, and his temper didn't seem to be very good.

"Uh, young master. The master also said that you should not spend all your efforts on the young grandmother, he will come back in the next year but he will be tested, if you lose......" Yin Xun looked at no one paying attention, tiptoed to Feng Duyou's ear and told Ning Beichuan the final explanation, but was dodged by Feng Duyou's wrong step, and flew up a foot directly to his heart, accompanied by a gritted tooth "roll" word.

"Ouch." Yin Xun rolled on an embarrassed donkey to avoid Feng Duyou's cruel kick, turned over and sat on the ground embarrassed: "Young master, after receiving the flying pigeon message, his subordinates were driven out by the master, and he rushed from Huai County to Lijia Village after five days and five nights of sleeplessness, and you treated your subordinates like this?" Can the subordinates find the young grandmother to beat the drum and voice the grievances? (To be continued......)