He touched Song Zhiyao's palm, closed his eyes tightly, and read the words. "Your name is Mu Qingtian, that's fine, come to the old decay, use this name."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyao burst out laughing. "This name is so good, it is the same pronunciation as my original name, and if you don't write it, no one will know."

As she spoke, she knelt heavily on the ground and said aloud. "The righteous father is worshiped by the righteous daughter." made Lao Mugong laugh, he also clapped his hands and laughed.

Mu Gong gently helped Song Zhiyao up and said kindly. "The old man doesn't care about this, it's just you, there is a joy and a difficulty, it's close."

She looked at Lao Mugong, with a mysterious look on her face, and laughed loudly. "Father Xie pointed out, she is a righteous daughter, and she has already taken precautions."

Listening to her words, Lao Mugong didn't answer, just smiled deeply. They stayed for another hour, ate the wild vegetables, and then left.

Liao Wangye smiled flatteringly. "Brother Huang, you see, the little one is well-done, that's it, this righteous daughter, the world respects."

Liu Yichen also smiled. "Lord Wang, you really know how to do things, even when it comes to the wedding, I will reward you with another good life." After a while, the car arrived in front of a pond.

Looking at the bright red sunset, Song Zhiyao felt that her lips were chapped and she was thirsty. She jumped out of the car, stretched out her little hand, held the clear water, and gulped down.

She was in the water, shining on her bright face, and patting the water again. "When it comes to the wedding, I am still the most beautiful woman in the world."

Just as she finished drinking water and was about to get into the car, she noticed a rattling sound in the reeds. She folded her feet and walked very curiously.

In the dense reeds, a trace of white hair appeared. It turned out to be a mandarin duck, covered in snow-white, with legs entangled in the mud by reeds.

Song Zhiyao's eyes widened and she looked at the mandarin duck. "It's really strange that there is no hair at all." As she spoke, she opened her hand and hugged the mandarin duck.

Just as she was untying the reeds, three more mandarin ducks came over paddling through the water. They were white all over, and they were not afraid of people, and they went towards her.

At this time, Liu Yichen also followed. "Such a white holy bird is really auspicious." The three of them picked up the four mandarin ducks together.

At first, the mandarin duck was still quacking, and after a while, it quieted down. Liu Yichen took out the cages and locked them in the cages.

"When I go back, I want to sacrifice it to the emperor." Thinking of this, Liu Yichen was happy in his heart. "Please also ask for the wedding, if it is an auspicious day."

They returned to the city, and Song Zhiyao fell asleep. "From now on, I am the righteous daughter of Mu Gong, and it is natural that I want to serve him as my biological father."

Liu Yichen settled her down and took care of the mandarin ducks. Feed them fresh fish. Those mandarin ducks, gulping widely, chirped loudly.

The next morning, Liu Yichen entered the palace and asked to see him. "Your Majesty, the ministers have auspicious offerings." As he spoke, bring the four white mandarin ducks together.

The emperor looked at the white mandarin duck, the white feathers, shining in the warm sun. "It's really a good thing, I'm victorious in the east and the country is safe."

Thinking of this, the emperor said again. "These four white mandarin ducks, just like you and Si Baihong, choose a good day and get married together."

Hearing the emperor's words, Liu Yichen knelt down happily. "Minister, please give the sun." The emperor counted the yellow calendar, thought for a while, and replied. "It's the eighteenth of this month."

It turns out that this day coincides with the four people, and it is the birthday of the Buddha. "At that time, I invited hundreds of civil and military officials to go to the banquet together, and also prayed for the blessing of the Buddha."

Thinking of this, Liu Yichen was so excited in his heart that he kowtowed and thanked him. "If that's the case, it's really a good thing, just wait until you go back and tell Yao'er."

Thinking of this, Liu Yichen couldn't help humming a little song happily. The palace maids and eunuchs on the side, looking at him like that, also laughed together.

He looked delighted, looked around and smiled. "Everyone, on the big day, I will prepare a good gift, and everyone will have a share in the wedding banquet."

So saying, he rode his horse and went to the house. On the side of the road, he met Si Baihong. "Major General, the eighteenth day of the first month, you and I will get married together."

Si Baihong listened to his words and smiled slightly. "I already knew that on that day, my relatives and friends would come and catch up with them."

Liu Yichen waved his hand and said with a smile. "That's fine." Looking at Si Baihong's back, he rode into the dust and disappeared into the streets under the sunset.

Soon, Liu Yichen returned to the mansion. Song Zhiyao sat in the hall, holding a slender embroidery needle, cutting silk and sewing it finely.

She looked at Liu Yichen and smiled with satisfaction. "Xianggong, Yao'er is waiting for you, you finally come back and see Yao'er's craftsmanship."

As she spoke, she lifted the silk cloth in her hand, and it turned out that she had already sewed a colorful skirt. Shines brightly in the moonlight.

Liu Yichen looked at her and smiled. "Good Yao'er, that's it, when you come to the wedding banquet, if you wear it again, those people should praise you."

As he spoke, he grabbed Song Zhiyao's waist and gently pressed it against her face. "Xianggong, I'm ashamed to death." The two of them embraced happily.

Song Zhiyao recklessly pressed Liu Yichen and went to the bed. She looked at Liu Yichen's ears, and there was some cerumen in them. "Xianggong, let the slave family come to pick the ears."

Listening to what she said, Liu Yichen leaned his head to the side and closed his eyes. Song Zhiyao held the ear spoon in her hand, stared inside, and gently dug into the cerurum.

She said with a smile. "Xianggong, does it hurt?" A small piece of golden cerumen was dug up. Open your small slender hands and wrap them in a silk handkerchief.

Liu Yichen blinked his eyes and smiled slightly. "Yao'er, the craftsmanship is really good, very comfortable." After a while, he got up.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, and the doorman ran to the door. "We are friends of Zhiyao, I heard that she had a happy event, and we came to congratulate her."

Song Zhiyao listened to the doorman's words and walked slowly to the door. She opened the door, and the beautiful women walked in together.

It turned out that they were Song Zhiyao's classmates in the private school. Song Zhiyao opened her hands and hugged the woman in front of her tightly. "Sook-kyun, it's really you."

As he spoke, the two of them laughed together. "After a long absence, I didn't expect you to come, this friendship, I will never forget it."

She ordered the doorman on the side. "What are you still stupid about? Hurry up and serve fragrant tea, fruits, and entertain guests. The men went to the hall together.

Song Zhiyao and the others sat at the table of the Eight Immortals, eating apples, lychees, and tasting fragrant tea. "I really didn't expect it, Yao'er, you are getting better and better."

Listening to Wang Shujun's words, Song Zhiyao smiled. "My husband takes care of me so well, that's how it is, I nourish my face, and I am naturally beautiful."

Then, she picked up the teacup in her hand and drank the tea. "It's just that you, out of the private school, are in the boudoir, which is like me, after all this hardship."

The other woman laughed. "Yao'er, you can really laugh, marry into the royal family, and be so noble, where can we compare with grass people?"

Song Zhiyao lowered her head and said helplessly. "It's just that every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, Yao'er said it, fellow students, don't say it outside."

The women, looking at her, smiled curiously. "Good Yao'er, we have been good sisters for many years, how can we not understand this."

Song Zhiyao's mind was racing fast. "Brother Huang and I, together to investigate King Ling, the matter of private salt, this way, is also dangerous."

Wang Shujun listened to her words, opened her cherry mouth, stared at the big eyes of Shui Lingling, and said in surprise. "Well, it's really dangerous."

Several women on the side also echoed together. Song Zhiyao said with a smile. "There have been times when the blade, the arrow, was only half an inch away from me."

They flattered Song Zhiyao together, and another woman suddenly said. "That's right, the matter of the young general, Yao'er, how did you refuse?"

Hearing the woman's words, Song Zhiyao's face instantly turned red. "It's really a pot that can't be opened, and I can't speak, and I also took the opportunity to defend this matter."

She said with a kind smile. "The young general, who was suave before, just spread scandals, but now he has a good wife, and he has settled down the rules."

The women said in surprise together. "Could it be that Major General is also getting married?" Song Zhiyao said. "Madame is already happy."

She then laughed. "The emperor has chosen the auspicious day of the zodiac, that is, on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, my father-in-law and the major general will go to do a happy event together."

The women giggled together. "Good Yao'er, if that's the case, it's really a once-in-a-century experience." It was getting dark, and she sent a few of her classmates away.

Song Zhiyao looked at the pitch-black sky in the distance, flashing bright moonlight. "I should also go back to see my family and let them attend the wedding reception."

At this time, Liu Yichen walked slowly. "Yao'er, let's explain to the old shopkeeper, when it comes to the wedding banquet, we have to be careful in the face of civil and military officials."

Listening to Liu Yichen's words, Song Zhiyao was relieved. "Great, a lifelong event, only this once, let the parents come, they are also at ease."

The two got into the carriage and looked at the Song Mansion. They knocked on the door, and it was the old mother who came to open it. Her complexion is much better than before.

Song Zhiyao looked at her old mother and smiled happily. Stretching out his arm, he wrapped his arms around the old mother's neck. "Mother, Yao'er is back, the eighteenth day of the first month, and the marriage is done."

Listening to her words, the old mother smiled kindly, and two small crimson dimples appeared on her wrinkled face.

Song Zhiyao smiled softly and combed her old mother's white hair. "Mother, when I heard the happy event, Yao'er looked at you, and she was also rejuvenated."

Liu Yichen looked at the happy appearance of their mother and daughter, and his heart was happy. "After getting married, it has always been like this, always happy, happy."

Saying that, Liu Yichen tidied up his clothes and went to the hall. On all sides of the shopkeeper of Song, many people were clustered, drinking tea and talking about the sky.

They saw Liu Yichen and knelt down together. "Brother Huang is auspicious." Liu Yichen waved his hand and smiled slightly. "Let's all hurry up."

Old Shopkeeper Song looked at him and smiled respectfully. "Brother Huang, these are my old friends in the market, and when they heard this, they all came to congratulate me."

Liu Yichen said with a smile. "This marriage, with the young general, with the grace of the saint, will be done in the imperial palace." Those people looked at Liu Yichen together.

When the old shopkeeper heard this, his heart was excited. "It's a blessing to be old." Thinking of the grand scene, he was so excited that he almost fainted.

Liu Yichen walked over and held the old shopkeeper. "Old father-in-law, don't be so excited, when you arrive at the palace, your clothes are neat and tidy, and your speech is calm."

The old shopkeeper raised his head and whispered. "It's just that he is old and has a wish, and he is very bold, and he doesn't dare to say it." Liu Yichen said with a smile. "But it doesn't hurt to say it."

Listening to Liu Yichen's tone, the old shopkeeper looked at his friend on the side and said. "It's to let these old friends also go to the palace for a wedding banquet."

Liu Yichen laughed loudly. "Naturally." Those businessmen, looking at the extraordinary Liu Yichen, were so open-minded, and they sincerely admired it in their hearts.

They drank tea for a long time and chatted happily together. Liu Yichen listened to them, the market situation was much better, and the tax was reduced a lot.

Thinking of this, Liu Yichen was very happy. "Today's saint is also a saint, the world is clear and the river is clear, the government is harmonious, and it is really a prosperous age."

He walked out the door and looked at Song Zhiyao. "Yao'er, let's go, let's go to the young general again and chat with him, I'm so nervous."

Listening to his words, Song Zhiyao held Liu Yichen's palm tightly. "Xianggong, you are really interesting, why are you so nervous about this?"

Liu Yichen stared at Song Zhiyao's playful smile, stretched out his hand, and flicked her forehead. "Yao'er, you are so naughty, you make me happy."