Chapter Forty-Eight: The Day of Marriage

At this time, Pengyue's mansion was full of lights, beaming with joy, and the guests were overflowing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Even Yang Jisi made a special trip from his hometown to congratulate the two, and said with a smile that he knew that the two had other thoughts at the beginning.

No one thought that Peng Yue, the upstart of the dynasty, would get married quietly! In fact, before this, many officials had the intention to befriend Peng Yue and wanted to climb to Peng Yue's family business, but they were all politely declined by Peng Yue. Not to mention that Peng Yue is young, he is already a left waiter in the household department, just look at the things he does: the Weaving Bureau, the Ordnance Institute, the Caoyun reform, the opening of the school, and now he is planning to open the sea ban. This pile, the management of each thing is in his hands, and now he is in charge of most of the household, looking at this trend, although he has never entered the cabinet now, but in the eyes of everyone, it is a matter of time before Peng Yue enters the cabinet to worship the prime minister.

But now that Peng Yue has become married, everyone has given up this thought, after all, this kind of thing can't be put on the shelves, it's really reluctant. At this time, the only thing I can do is to come here to send a congratulatory gift, recite a few words of blessing, and take the opportunity to make friends with Peng Yuepan again.

Peng Yue wore red flowers and smiled, circling among the guests, he knew that only in this joyous atmosphere could he temporarily forget the slightly bitter pain in his heart.

But he never forgot that figure, and he kept searching for it with his spare eyes in the toast, and she still didn't come after all.

He suddenly felt sorry for Ziling at this moment, this was originally Ziling's wedding, but he was thinking about another person in his heart, but he couldn't control himself. He was sorry for Ziling in his heart, he was sorry for Qiu Qingge in reality, but what did he do wrong?

"Come here..."Peng Yue beckoned to the little maid who was waiting at the door to greet the guests

"What's the matter, sir?" Hearing Peng Yue's summons, the little guy hurriedly ran over.

"Has Lord Xia sent someone from Lord Xia's mansion?" Peng Yue looked left and right and asked in a low voice.

"Uh..."The little guy quickly flipped through the booklet in his hand, "Xia Fu sent someone here, but he just sent a gift, and said that Lord Xia was unwell and it was inconvenient to come." ”

"Well, I see..."Peng Yue waved his hand, "You go get busy first..."

"Yes!" The little guy nodded at Peng Yue and hurriedly ran back.

"Alas, it seems that I really offended Lord Xia this time..."Peng Yue sighed lightly and shook his head a little helplessly, "But who can be blamed for this?" I don't blame myself, if I had clearly rejected Xia Yan at the beginning, as Ziling said, maybe there would not be today's situation. ”

"Have you heard that Lord Peng's new wife was actually a maid from a large family before..."A whisper behind Peng Yue caught his attention.

Peng Yue turned around, but found a screen in front of him, so Peng Yue didn't make any movement, turned sideways slightly, and pricked up his ears to listen.

"Where did you hear this, how could Master Peng marry a woman of such status..."The other voice was low, as if he was reluctant to mention this matter.

"How could I talk nonsense about such a thing?" The man burped as he spoke, "I heard that it was Yang before... Yang Yiqing, the maidservant of Lord Yang's family..."

"How did I hear that it seems to be a close relative of Lord Peng, and it seems to be Lord Peng's sister..."

"If this is the case, then there is nothing to be faulted with...", accompanied by the sound of chewing vegetables, it was a little harsh, "I came to Peng's mansion once before, and she is still very beautiful, but since she lived in Lord Peng's house before she got married, it should be Lord Peng's sister..."

"Then it's even more problematic...", followed by a loud hiccup, "How can you live in Pengfu before you get married, the relationship must be unclear and unseeable..."

"Don't pour some yellow soup and fart here!" This sentence was also accompanied by a small voice, "This is at Lord Peng's wedding banquet, if you want me to say that your Lao Zhao failed to marry his daughter to Lord Peng, I am not convinced, right?" ”

"Put... Fart! The somewhat drunken response was a little intense, "I... I'm not worth it for Lord Xia, and I'm not worth it for Lord Peng! Then I heard the man deliberately lower his voice, "I heard that Lord Xia once mentioned family affairs to Lord Peng before, but... Master Peng doesn't seem to agree, you said that the daughter of Lord Xia's family... Gee... Who doesn't want to climb this high branch, I'm really not worth it for Master Peng..."

"Is there such a thing? Why haven't I heard of it? A whisper began to chatter.

When Peng Yue heard this, he was also shocked. He always thought that no one else should know about Xia Yan's proposal. But now I finally understand that there is no impermeable wall after all, and this matter is finally known to others, and if someone publicizes it in private, then I am afraid that the court will know that they rejected Xia Yan's family affairs and married an ordinary woman who is not noble and whose origin is not clear. Xia Yan has always been a good-looking person, if things really come to that point, I am afraid that I will offend Xia Yan a lot this time.

"Ahem..."Peng Yue hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked out of the screen, "Adults eat well here, Peng doesn't take good care of it, and I'm a little sluggish today..."

"Lord Peng...", who was still talking to each other just now, the whispering person quickly stopped his movements, raised his wine glass and saluted Peng Yue, "Congratulations to Lord Peng on his new marriage!" ”

The two people who were still "chewing the root of their tongues" behind their backs just now blushed, and they didn't know if Peng Yue heard it, so they simply used a wine glass to cover their faces, and the congratulations were vague.

Peng Yue pretended to be unaware, and at the same time swept his gaze over everyone's faces.

"Zhao Wenhua!" Peng Yue's heart sank, sure enough, it was this bastard who was "chewing the root of his tongue" behind his back! Originally, he had a bad impression of this traitor in history, but he hadn't shown any signs of a traitor too obviously, so Peng Yue didn't pursue it. But today's Liangzi is over, not only because he just publicized Xia Yan's proposal to marry, but also because he actually said bad things about Ling'er's sister behind his back. What's wrong with not being born high, no matter what, it's better than you guy! If you knew this, when you came to propose marriage, you should have humiliated you!

"Master, someone sent you a letter just now, saying that I wanted me to hand it over to you in person." The little guy at the door hurriedly ran to Peng Yue and handed the letter to Peng Yue.

"Huh? Uh..."Peng Yue's heart trembled, and the moment he took the envelope, he could almost tell who sent it.

Peng Yue looked around at everyone, only to see that the gaze they had gathered on his hand was immediately retracted, as if thawed, and began to eat by himself.

Peng Yue pretended to be careless and picked up the letter in his hand, "You go down first...", and then put the letter into his arms, "All the adults eat slowly here, Peng will go over there to entertain first..."

"Master Peng, go slowly..."After bustling with resignation, Peng Yue finally left the banquet.

"Where is the messenger?" Peng Yue saw that there was no one around, so he hurriedly caught up with the little guy who had just reported the news.

"Master..."The little guy seemed to be surprised by Peng Yue's sudden chase, "The person who delivered the letter... It's gone..."

"That's it..."Peng Yue smiled, but he was a little lost in his heart, "The person who came to deliver the letter... What does it look like? ”

"It's a young woman who came to deliver the letter," the little girl scratched her head, as if remembering something.

"Young woman?" Peng Yue's expression was a little stunned, "She's gone?" ”

"Hmm," the little guy nodded, "and left after delivering the letter." ”

"Oh...," Peng Yue waved his hand, "You go to the door first..."

"Could it be that she sent it herself? But she didn't dare to come in? Or is she hiding somewhere right now and secretly watching herself? Countless thoughts suddenly welled up in Peng Yue's mind.

Peng Yue suddenly had an impulse, he wanted to rush out to take a look, he felt that Qiu Qingge was near this house, as long as he went out, he could see her.

But Peng Yue's feet couldn't move his steps, and after he went out, what could he do when he saw Qiu Qingge? Now that he has married Ziling, yes, he can't be sorry for Ziling, since he has married Ziling, he must treat her well and forget about Qiu Qingge, this is already a fact that cannot be changed.

couldn't help but glance at the door, Peng Yue finally turned around, turned around and walked into the inner courtyard, the corner of the letter in his arms had been pinched by himself.

Walking through the crowd and bowing his head, Peng Yue finally came to a no-man's land, "This is just a letter, after reading it, there will be no intersection..."

But picking up the letter, Peng Yue couldn't help but wonder what was written in the letter, and what did he expect to write on the letter? Peng Yue didn't dare to think about it, he didn't allow himself to be sorry for Ziling, physically, to heart, he now belonged to Ziling alone, "No matter what is written on it, I can't regret the decision I made at the beginning, and regret everything that happened now."

After thinking about it again, Peng Yue still carefully opened the envelope. It is still the familiar and delicate handwriting: "The flowers fall into the flowing water, and the gurgling water makes the flowers." I once hoped that the falling flowers intended to follow the flowing water, but the flowing water had no intention of falling in love with the falling flowers..."

Peng Yue closed his eyes, and his letterhead was wet with tears...

Two big red candles are reflected on a pair of window paper plastered with happy words, and the candlelight jumps back and forth to fill the room with warmth. Peng Yue looked at Ziling, who had a shy face, and suddenly felt a little strange: she was no longer the little girl. The baby fat on her face has long disappeared, and now her face is delicate and slender, her face is condensed with goose fat, her lips are like cherry blossoms, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, and her spirit is like autumn water, which is indescribably soft and delicate. Dressed in a bright red robe, he looks graceful and luxurious at the moment, but he can't hide the light spirit on his body. The skin is delicate, the eyes are beautiful, and she is indescribably gentle and lovely, just like a slim and beautiful woman.

And Ziling lowered her head at the moment, and a pair of Qianqian jade hands were playing with the red knot on the wedding robe. Being able to marry her sweetheart, Ziling was happy in her heart, and the joyful look on her face was difficult to hide, her snow-white skin was flushed, and she couldn't tell which was candlelight and which was shame.

Peng Yue was in this scene, and he couldn't help but feel pity. stroked the back of Ziling's hair with his hand, and he was slightly drunk. The portrait in front of her became blurred, it was the familiar figure, she didn't have the shyness of the past, she didn't have the joy of the past, she just looked at herself with dull eyes, farther and farther away, she opened her mouth, wanted to say something, she called softly: Brother Peng...

"Brother Yun...", a coquettish voice dispelled Peng Yue's drunkenness. Peng Yue couldn't tell what he felt just now, there was joy, guilt, and heartache...

"Brother Yun, since the day I stayed, I... I was looking forward to this day all the time," Ziling couldn't hide her shame and collapsed in Peng Yue's arms.

"Brother Yun..."The figure in front of her changed, she was clearly calling "Brother Yun", that call, it was difficult to hide her shyness, full of joy...

Peng Yue sniffed and fixed his mind, yes, the lovely person in front of him was Ziling, his "sister Ling'er", he held Ziling's little hand tightly: "Sister Ling'er, I will always be good to you..."