The woman did not marry at nineteen, and dragged it until Song Shuang's birthday, which is also the reason why Ma Dajia delayed the marriage for so long, the sixth day of the lunar month is Ma Du's big day, but he still has to rush to Pingjiang in advance to meet his relatives.

Like this kind of long-distance marriage, the groom does not have to follow him to greet his relatives, but for the sake of his uncle's face and Song Shuang's feelings, Ma Du still chose to go. Standing at the bow of the boat, Madu waved goodbye to his family on the shore, he wiped the runny nose with a handkerchief, and said to the people around him, "Let's go, let's get into the boat, it's cold outside!" ”

The bridesmaid and the best man are two different things, and the ancient bridesmaid is very similar to the best man in later generations, who is responsible for receiving guests and paying tribute. As for the best man at this time, the meaning is very different, find a boy with both parents to sleep with the groom before marriage, this boy is the best man.

You don't need to find the best man, Ma Du has a ready-made Zhu Xiaosi. Zhu Xiaosi slept and called a toss, and kept kicking the quilt. It's just a matter of kicking his own quilt, and kicking Madu's quilt, his illness is so good, and Madu keeps having a runny nose.

Zhu Wenying was very busy and couldn't be a maid for Ma Du, Ma Du didn't mind, what he minded was that Zhu Wenying sent three more unreliable maids.

These three people are Tang Ding, a second-year junior high school boy, a somewhat wooden dog, and Chang Mao, a new soldier who rammed goods.

The two hundred soldiers were Zhu Wenying's personal soldiers, and Zhu Wenying sent him Ma Du as a guard on the grounds of unappeasement along the way, and also reported to Lao Zhu, who was rare and reasonable, and actually approved it.

When the two hundred arquebuses crackled at the dog's command, Madu knew what they were here for, and it turned out that they had come to use them as two hundred firecrackers. Now that firecrackers are extinct on the market, no one dares to put them even if they have them at home, which can be regarded as a cheap nephew.

Not to mention that the three concubines are ugly, the key is that they don't know much about the rules, so Ma Du has to find another one. Song Lian's second son, Song Pu, has been serving his father in Yingtian since he got married, and has been studying and practicing calligraphy behind closed doors.

As soon as Song Pu heard that Ma Du was going to find him to be a concubine, he agreed without saying a word, not because Ma Du had a big face, but because Song Ke had a big face. Song Pu loves calligraphy, although he is only in his early twenties, his calligraphy is already somewhat famous, and he has admired Song Ke's calligraphy for a long time.

I heard that I can go to Song Ke's house with Ma Du, what else is there to say. Seeing Song Pu packing all the usual proud works on his back, Ma Du felt that the concubine he found didn't seem to be very reliable.

Ten ships broke through the thin ice of the Qinhuai River and went down the river into the Yangtze River. These ten boats were all found by Shen Changfu, you can walk in the river or in the river, it is rare to be exactly the same, the rent of each boat is two hundred and fifty taels of silver, it is said that this is still the friendship price given by Shen Wansan.

But with so many people, it only accounted for four boats, but Shen Changfu said that it was more auspicious to make up a whole number of boats, and the remaining boats could be used to hold the dowry of the Song family. Ma Du felt that with his uncle's stinginess, it would be good to fill two ships for him. Shen Wansan must have taken the opportunity to make up for the box of gold that he had lost to the Ma family before, and Ma Du would not care about him on a good day.

In the cold winter, the northwest wind is cold and tight, all the way to the wind and water, it only takes one day for the boat to go to the sandbank, and then the boat enters the Wangyu River and shuttles in the dense water network in the south of the Yangtze River, and the next morning it really goes to the outside of Pingjiang City, which is really unimaginable in later generations.

It has been several months since the destruction of Pingjiang City, but in the cold wind, you can still smell the faint smell of corpses, the blood-stained city walls, the smoky city gates, and the scattered white bones in the moat...... No amount of noise and excitement can hide the tragic scene not long ago.

Ma Du suddenly thought that his brother-in-law, as the initiator, came to Pingjiang to welcome his relatives with such fanfare, which was simply pouring salt on the wounds of the people of Pingjiang.

Gongs and drums outside the flat gate, firecrackers and ...... Oh, there are no firecrackers, dragon and lion dances, sheng and drums, and there are many people who step on stilts and sing big operas, I'm afraid that there are no less than 2,000.

Tang Ding, Gouzi and Chang Mao frightened the boat, and said with joy on their faces when they saw this: "Oh, it's really lively!" ”

"Hilarious fart!" Ma Du muttered quietly, such a big scene, there is no one to watch the excitement, what's the use.

Shen Wansan came out of a simple shed laughing, "Congratulations to the prisoner!" Congratulations! Shen has been waiting here for a long time! ”

"Thank you!" Ma Du greeted him suspiciously, "I said Shen Yuanwai, it's not for me to ask you to make a big scene, what are you doing outside the city." ”

Shen Wansan pulled out a person from behind him, "You ask him!" Ma Du fixed his eyes and saw that it was Song Yuan, the eldest son of Song Ke.

Song Yuan had just turned fourteen years old, and he was handsome, and Sven was not the same as his father and aunt, Song Yuan said with a bitter face: "My nephew has seen my uncle, and it was my father who asked Shen Yuanwai to move these people out of the city, I'm afraid ...... Excuse the folks! ”

Ma Du smiled and asked, "Obviously, your father said to make the scene bigger, why do you wake up now?" ”

Shen Wansan gloated: "Mr. Song prepared a bunch of invitations, and less than thirty percent of them were sent out, of course he woke up." ”

"Get involved with me, I'm afraid that Shen Yuanwai will be disliked by his neighbors, I'm really sorry."

Shen Wansan said indifferently: "It's okay." Shen is a native of Huzhou, and he came to Pingjiang just to make a fortune, so he can move to Yingtian! ”

Ma Du smiled and said, "Shen Yuanwai is really the purest businessman I have ever seen. He asked Song Yuan again, "Are you really not letting those people into the city?" Shen Yuanwai must have put a lot of effort into this, and it also cost me a lot of silver. ”

Song Yuan shook his head firmly, "Father said no, I am satisfied to see my aunt get married peacefully." ”

How good it is to wake up early, the huge Pingjiang family is dead, and it is not for nothing that the family is dead. Even if there is no dead person in the family, the rich gentry have to pay Xu Da a protection fee.

But Song Ke's family had neither dead nor paid protection money, and when they turned around, they became relatives with the culprit's family, and they organized happy events with great fanfare, becoming the biggest beneficiary of this war.

There was no one else who came to greet Ma Du except Shen Wansan and Song Yuan, and there was no one on the official face, even ordinary colleagues had to come over to congratulate them, which showed that they had been ordered by Lao Zhu in advance.

The city gate official was very polite, but only polite, and Ma Du rubbed his fingers for a long time when he spoke, but he didn't see the slightest expression.

The procession to greet relatives is like a plague god, and when they go to any street, the people on the street immediately run away without a trace, which is very weird. Chang Mao scattered the copper coins and candies on the ground, and no one picked up the copper coins that a child had just picked up and was slapped by an adult and pulled into the house.

Seeing that someone was still spitting on him in the attic window, Ma Du was sure that he must be the most unpopular Pingjiang son-in-law in history.

(By the way, I have two sets of plans for whether Zhang Wuliu's gift will explode or not, you can clearly say whether it explodes or not, and there are not many people who leave a message to express their stance directly)