Zhu Di also felt strange: "Brother Zhen, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Fourth Emperor Brother, Brother Hu, why don't you believe it?" Zhu Song returned to the table and drank a glass of wine, and said, "The little brother said that it was to loosen the muscles and bones of Brother Ying, so it will definitely not hurt him." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Brother Hu, is it really so amazing?" Zhu Di also couldn't sit still, what's the situation? was beaten, but he didn't complain at all, and wanted to do it again.

"Fourth Emperor Brother, do you want Brother Song to come to you for a while?" Zhu Yang is addicted to selling his brothers.

"This ......" Zhu Di was still a little palpitating, thinking about Zhu Yang's screams that were higher than a while, Zhu Di weighed it for a while and shook his head, and said: "That's it, today is for Brother Song's wind, let's talk about massage later." Today, let's talk about the war in the Kingdom of Korea. ”

"Yes." Zhu Song nodded and said, "But the fourth emperor brother, can you let the courtiers eat something......

"Hahaha, it's me, isn't it?" Zhu Di laughed and said, "Come on, let's talk while eating." ”

……

It didn't matter if the four brothers ate and drank, they ate and drank for three hours, but fortunately, in the later days, Zhu Song and they didn't just drink alcohol, but listened to Zhu Song talk about some things about North Korea and Ben.

Otherwise, if Zhu Song was drunk, he would have to sleep all night.

When he came out of the palace, it was already evening, during which he went to the harem to meet his mother.

Back in the palace, there was another reception banquet in the palace, but the people who entertained it were replaced by the two ladies of the Han Palace, Song Minglin, and a group of little guys who heard the news.

I haven't seen the little ones for more than seven months, to be honest, Zhu Song misses such little guys very much, especially the youngest Zhu Huixuan and Zhu Zhanji.

During the banquet, the two little guys were very active, and those who couldn't drink alcohol were also allowed to drink a few drinks by Zhu Song.

The excited little guys actually drank three glasses of wine in a row, and in the end they ran to fight with a few brothers, so angry that Zhu Song finally rewarded them with a punch, and finally stopped.

"Uncle Songhuang, are you still leaving? If you go to battle again, you must bring your nephew with you! Zhu Xunxuan, the son of the Acting Prince's Mansion, looked at Zhu Song a little drunkenly and said.

"Brother Xu, what do you say?" Zhu Huixuan looked at Zhu Xunxuan with some dissatisfaction and said, "Uncle Songhuang has just come back, is it possible that you want Uncle Songhuang to go out to fight without resting enough?" ”

"Hey, me, I didn't mean that!" Zhu Xunxuan's face turned red and said, "I, don't I also envy Brother Can, who can follow Uncle Songhuang to fight abroad!" ”

"Hmph, I think Brother Xuan, you just don't want Uncle Songhuang to have a good rest." Zhu Huixuan deliberately made an angry expression, but his eyes rolled widely, and he said, "You, you have to punish yourself with a cup and make amends to Uncle Songhuang!" ”

"That's right, Brother Xuan, you have to make amends, one cup can't be done, you have to drink three cups!"

Several little guys all jumped out and clamored for Zhu Xunxuan to drink the wine of apology.

"Hiccup......" burped, Zhu Xunxuan picked up the wine glass in front of him, and said, "Okay, I, I apologize!" ”

"Alright, alright!" Zhu Song angrily stopped a group of coaxing little guys, "You guys, you are allowed to drink today, you don't have to make an inch, let's stop here today, you don't leave, just stay in the house." Tomorrow, my uncle will test your martial arts to see if there is any regression. ”

"Song, Uncle Songhuang, let's drink ...... again" Zhu Huixuan's eyes widened, and before he finished speaking, his little body lay on the table, drunk, and the little guy was drunk.

"Come on, help a few little county kings down to rest." Zhu Song summoned the maids and asked them to help the little ones down.

When the hall quieted down, the little ones had already been helped down, and only Zhu Song, Xu Miaojin, Xu Wanjun and Song Minglin were left in the hall.

The scene was a little weird for a while, Song Minglin also drank a few drinks tonight, her face was slightly flushed, her eyes were watery, and she looked a little intoxicated.

"Sister Lin, when the husband never came back, you read it all the time, every day, today the husband has returned to the house, and is sitting opposite you, why are you silent?" In order to break the strange scene, Xu Wanjun lightly opened her lips and said: "Or, when you see your husband, you don't dare to vomit those thoughts?" ”

"Sister Miaomiao!" Hearing Xu Miaojin's words, Song Minglin's face turned even redder, she glanced at Zhu Song with rolling eyes, and said coquettishly: "Little sister, little sister just saw the prince again, her heart was happy, and her mouth was ......."

"Why, Sister Lin, why do you still call your husband the prince?" Xu Wanjun, who has always been quiet, also rarely laughed at Song Minglin, "Uncle Bai and Lord Liu have two long histories, but they have already gone to Jiaxing Mansion to propose marriage to your Song family. ”

"But...... After all, I haven't married yet, little sister, how can my little sister Yue, this, this is not in line with etiquette......" Song Minglin's pretty face was delicate, and when she said this, her voice was like a mosquito, almost inaudible.

"Wanjun, what do you say?" Even if he is as thick-skinned as Zhu Song, he can't stand it anymore, "This wedding date is just a few days, and there are not a few days, why force Minglin?" ”

"Husband, this hasn't passed the door yet, are you in a hurry to protect it?" Xu Wanjun would not refute Zhu Song, but Xu Miaojin could not see that her sisters were embarrassed, "Okay, count our sisters in vain. Heart. ”

After speaking, Xu Wanjun's pretty face also showed a look of 'angry'.

Not to mention, Xu Miaojin, who has always been gentle and has a quiet personality, is angry at the moment, but she looks delicate and cute, and with Zhu Song's concentration, she was stunned for a while.

"Ahem......" Xu Wanjun saw that something was wrong, coughed lightly twice, and said: "Husband, it's not too early today, why don't you get here first, what do we have to say, let's talk about it tomorrow?" ”

"Well, that's it for today!" Zhu Song came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "Minglin, in two days, this king will prepare gifts again and send guards to escort you back to Jiaxing Mansion." As soon as the auspicious day arrives, I will welcome you through the door! ”

From returning home to the present, Zhu Song has never replied to this matter head-on.

Saying this in front of the princess and her wife today, Song Minglin's face was blushing, and at the same time, she was also very happy in her heart, but she just nodded her head slightly and said 'um' lightly.

……

Zhu Song's remarriage is not as hyped as the first marriage, but the prince still has to report to the palace and the Zongren Mansion for marrying, after all, he is a member of the royal family, and he still has to investigate his innocence.

In fact, the investigation is just a show, the prince marries, as long as the emperor doesn't say anything, who dares to talk nonsense?

Two days later, in order to celebrate Zhu Song's marriage to Confucianism, Zhu Di rewarded 10,000 taels of gold, 10,000 taels of silver, 10 pearls of the South China Sea, and 100 pieces of silk...... A large number of rewards were given, so that other princes who had become relatives were blushing when they looked at them.

Zhu Song simply came to borrow flowers and offered gifts, directly handed over these things to the guards, and arranged for the guards in the house to escort these things, together with Xu Wanjun, back to the Song Mansion in Jiaxing City.

Different from the low-key arrangement of the wedding of the Han Wangfu, the Song Mansion of Jiaxing City, a large gold, silver and jewelry family, is full of lights, and the subordinates and servants in the house come and go, under the leadership of Song Pei, the official family in the house, thoroughly clean and decorate the house, and the whole house is a busy and noisy scene.

However, on the far right side of the Song Mansion, a very elegant courtyard, it is extraordinarily quiet, and this is the residence of Song Minglin's grandfather Song Andao.

Everyone in the Song Mansion knew that the old lady was quiet, so very few people came to disturb him.

At present, it is the wedding of the most promising granddaughter in the house, and she is still married to His Royal Highness King Han who is under one person and above ten thousand people, no matter how happy the old lady is, Song Minglin and his father have to come and disturb him.

So, early in the morning, Song Minglin's father Song De came here.

At this moment, in the quiet courtyard, Song Dezheng was like an obedient subordinate, respectfully cooking tea and pouring water for his father, and there was even a little aggrieved look on his face.

People who are familiar with Master Song probably can't believe that this cold-faced giant businessman has such a respectful time.

"Dad, you drink tea!" Song De cooked the best Longjing tea and served it, and stood aside respectfully.

"Well, you can leave it there." Old lady Song, who had a childish face and didn't have many wrinkles on her face, pointed to a small square table in front of her and said, "When will Linlin get married?" Seeing that you are in such a hurry, I'm afraid you can't wait to marry a daughter, right? ”

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Song De's cheeks twitched, and he grinned: "Minglin is also not small, ordinary girls can run all over the ground when she is her age." This time she got married, although she just went to be a concubine, but after all, it was not an insult to our Song family, right? ”

"It's not promising!" Old lady Song glanced at Song De and said, "There is a saying since ancient times, once you enter the Hou Gate, it is as deep as the sea. What's more, that Zhu Song is a prince, how do you know the difference between this palace and the Hou mansion? Aren't you afraid that Linlin will enter the palace and be bullied by the king of Han? ”

Hearing his father's words, Song De reversed his previous bitter face and said with a smile: "Dad, my son has already inquired in many ways before, this His Royal Highness King Han is not only talented and martial, but also the most favored person under the emperor, and there is only one princess and one lady in the house, and Linlin is also a lady when she marries, and she will never be bullied." ”

"As the saying goes, knowing people and faces, but not hearts, who knows what kind of heart this His Royal Highness King Han is?" It can be seen that Mrs. Song is very precious to her granddaughter, otherwise, he would not always speak ill of Zhu Song.

"Dad, my son believes in the heart of His Royal Highness King Han, not to mention that Linlin has long been concerned about King Han, and once said that he would not marry if he was not King Han. If you and I don't agree, with Linlin's temperament, I'm afraid I will really never marry! ”

This Song De knows his daughter very well, which is simply a model of softness on the outside and strength on the inside, "Rather than this, it is better to let Linlin marry King Han, which can be regarded as a regret in your old heart." ”

Old Man Song was silent for a long time, closed his eyes as if thinking about something, and said faintly: "This matter is like this, but you don't have to tell me when Linlin gets married." Over the years, I have become accustomed to being a father, and the lively scene is not suitable for a father! ”

"But, Dad, no!" Song De came over this time to want his father to participate in this wedding, and when he heard this, he immediately became anxious, "Linlin's wedding, we still need you to preside over it!" ”

"For the father, you can arrange this matter by yourself, okay, go out!" Old lady Song didn't allow Song De to speak at all, so she blasted him out directly.

"Hey, what's that going to be?" Song De was helpless, where did he dare to go against his father, he could only obediently leave the small courtyard, and his mouth was still chattering: "If there is no father, how will those businessmen and nobles look at me?" Forget it, forget it, let's go talk to Linlin and see if she has a way. ”

Shaking his head, Song De raised his feet and walked out of Old Lady Song's courtyard.

……

On the third day of August in the second year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty, it is suitable for marriage and marriage.

Today is the wedding day of King Zhu Song of Han, and although King Han's Mansion has not been publicized with great fanfare, King Han's Mansion is the most prosperous territory in Nanjing.

Early in the morning, before dawn, there were already guests who received the wedding card to congratulate them.

By the end of the hour, the front of the Han Wangfu was already full of people, in addition to the guards who were responsible for guarding the safety of the palace, there were also the people in Nanjing who were watching the excitement.

Of course, these onlookers also want to eat, and those street food and dim sum vendors carry a flat shoulder on the boundary of forty or fifty zhang outside the gate of the palace, setting up stalls to sell food.

The palace guards don't bother to care about these guys, as long as they don't disturb the marriage of His Royal Highness King Han, who cares what they do?

Compared with these relatives and friends who came to congratulate, as well as the onlookers, there is another person who got up early, that is, Zhu Song, the protagonist of this time, who was picked up directly from the bed by Yingxiang just after the child.

Since this guy came to the Ming Dynasty, he has never gotten up so early, except when he was fighting outside.

No, where is this called getting up early, it is obvious that he hasn't slept all night, but Zhu Song is so sleepy.

"You little girl, why did you get this king up so early?" Zhu Song looked at Yingxiang with hazy eyes, glanced at his hand, and said, "It's still early, let this king sleep again!" ”

"Lord Wang, you still have to freshen up." Yingxiang tugged at Zhu Song's sleeve and was about to pull him up.

But Zhu Song's strength, where can a little girl compare? The little girl was almost dragged to the bed by Zhu Song. Above.

"What do you say?" Zhu Song muttered: "What are I doing to dress up?" ”

"Lord Wang, don't you want to marry Mrs. Lin in a dirty way?" Yingxiang was willing to give up, this time she directly dragged Zhu Song's leg and pulled him off the bed.

Zhu Song had no choice but to sit up in a daze this time, and said, "Okay, okay, I really can't stand you." ”