Chapter 138: The Joy of the Big Wedding
"Crackling, crackling......"
In the earth-shattering sound of firecrackers, joyful music was played, and the red luan sedan chair slowly walked towards the Liu family's old house under Tiejia Mountain in Shuangxi Town, Chenggu in a boiling and celebratory atmosphere. Zhang Miaotong, who was wearing a wedding dress and a red hijab on her head, looked shy, with expectations and a little nervousness.
At the front of the team was Liu Xian, dressed in red, with a big red flower on his chest and a flowered hat on his head, riding on a red horse, walking in front of the team.
Behind him were hundreds of elite soldiers led by Huo Guangcheng and Fan Debiao, mixed among the subordinates who sent and welcomed their relatives. This is not really someone who wants to make trouble at Liu Xian's wedding, but just in case.
Chenggu is the old nest of Liu Xian's old nest, and it has been operating for a long time. Of course, if you come in alone, you won't be discovered immediately, but whoever wants a group of people to come with knives and guns will be killed by the Qin army in a moment or three.
Get out of the sedan car and enter the door. The treasure vase in Zhang Miaotong's hand was removed and replaced with a piece of red silk. Although she couldn't see it, she knew that the end of the red silk was her husband, Liu Xian. From now on, the fate of the two will be tied together, sharing honor and disgrace, life and death.
His eyes were hot, and tears were running down.
If Zhang Miaotong, who was sent to Chengdu from Wudi three years ago, still has a lot of resistance to this sudden marriage in his heart. Now, three years later, she is only full of joy.
After living in Zhang Shoudai's house for three years, she was under a lot of pressure.
She has passed her eighteenth birthday, so to speak, nineteen years old, and in the blink of an eye, she is an old girl at the age of twenty that no one wants.
What kind of concept is this for a young lady who is both talented and good-looking, and is from a large family.
"Worship heaven and earth!"
"Second worship high hall!"
"Husband and wife worship ......"
On the wedding hall full of red silk, Liu Xian's uncle and aunt couldn't stop crying while being saluted by the newlyweds.
Unexpectedly, in just eight years, his nephew has changed from a young man who can't sit down even as a swordsman leader to a dignified commander of the military who is famous.
Eight years have passed, the Liu family has survived the most difficult days, and the nephew has reached the time to spread his leaves, Wang Guisheng can't help but feel that the sky has fallen at the beginning, and he can't help but cry like rain.
"Big brother, today is a big day for Wu'er, you can't cry like this!" Huo Guangcheng's father, Liu Xian's brother-in-law Huo Wei, was busy persuading his eldest brother after the ceremony.
The bride and groom were sent into the cave room, sat on the bed and spread the tent to pick up the hijab, drank a glass of wine, and ate the long noodles of the children and grandchildren, and the brides tied the corners of Liu Xian and Zhang Miaotong's clothes firmly together, and gently withdrew and closed the door while saying blessings.
But Liu Xian only had time to say a few words to Zhang Miaotong before he was shouted to the front by people outside. His wedding was a major event that caused a sensation in southern Shaanxi.
The distant governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, the general of Xi'an, the governor of Shaanxi, and the southern Shaanxi branch patrol road, everyone has congratulatory gifts. The civil and military officials of the state capitals in southern Shaanxi, not to mention the well-known gentry and families, all personally sent people to the scene, and the rich gifts were worth as much as 100,000 taels of silver according to the statistics of this aspect alone.
This is because the position of the Qin army in southern Shaanxi is too heavy.
It can be said that for several years, the Qin army has been the strongest army and the only army in the state capitals of southern Shaanxi. In the past three years, the town of Shaan'an has not been able to recover much at all.
In addition, there are tens of thousands of displaced refugees who have been sent to Hanzhong by Liu Xian in the past three years, and these precarious and suffering people are most grateful to Liu Xian. Liu Xian got married, and I don't know how many families sent some of their family's wealth and wealth to express their gratitude.
Although the value is not high, and the gifts of a Zhuangzi tied together are not as good as the money given by a large gentry, it is a piece of the heart of these refugees who are actually serving as tenants for Liu Xian.
Although Liu Xian had already instructed him, he would not accept it. But how can it be stopped? The last truckload of physical goods, chickens, ducks and eggs could only be sent to the barracks.
On Liu Xian's big day, the officers above the squadron leader of the Qin army, as long as they were not on duty, could rush to Tiejiashan for a banquet. There are 100 tables of flowing water mats on the long street of the gate from beginning to end, and the ingredients are prepared. All the officers and soldiers left in the camp also had wine and meat, 200 sheep, 200 pigs, 200 chickens, 200 ducks, and thousands of big red carp.
The joy of the wedding banquet in the front courtyard could not be transmitted to the new house in the backyard, but the news of Liu Xian's wedding banquet kept coming.
One word, wine;
Two words, drinking;
Three words, drink hard;
Four words, wine to the glass.
Zhang Miaotong knew that the wedding banquet was like this, but, when she thought of Liu Xian being drunk, she couldn't help but feel anxious and distressed. Drunkenness hurts the most people, and the hijab has not been lifted yet, but the maids around him have been asked to go to the kitchen to boil hangover soup and prepare.
"Ah, uncle, uncle is back in the room......"
A group of people in the new house immediately got busy, cleaning their hands, wiping their faces, and steaming hangover soup.
"Get out, get out, you all get out of ......"
Liu Xian had a strong smell of alcohol on his body, but when everyone in the room retreated, his drunken eyes, which were originally a little hazy, immediately became extremely clear.
If you don't pretend to be drunk, how can you get out of the banquet?
Red, the whole house is red. The tall red candles, the large happy characters with the red background and the gilding, the red carved silk curtain of the hundred sons, the red mandarin ducks playing in the water brocade quilt, the rich and safe tablecloth and chairs, the eyes are still full of festive red.
Zhang Miaotong felt that the head cover was provoked, and when she thought of her husband who was about to meet, she was full of shyness, and hooked her head, Liu Xian could clearly see that her neck was pink from above.
Picking up her chin, Liu Xian, who was also the first time to see Zhang Miaotong's real person, grinned.
Beauty, the real big beauty. Uncle and aunt didn't lie to him at all.
Zhang Miaotong quickly glanced at Liu Xian, not handsome, but also square-faced, nothing unsightly. Although I feel very different from the elegant temperament of my familiar cousins, my husband is a soldier! The governor of a province, with heavy troops, is certainly not the same as the literati.
With just a glance, the skin on Zhang Miaotong's neck had turned from pink to red.
Liu Xian looked at his bride amusedly, looking away from each other's eyes and lowering her head.
"Ma'am?"
Leaned over lightly and whispered in Zhang Miaotong's ear. There is no stiff feeling between the two, three years is long enough for both sides to remember each other.
For Liu Xian, subtly, Zhang Miaotong was pressed on the position of his wife, and the weight was still above Wang Luying, Liu Wanshu and Wang Biyun, the two personal maids who had eaten in their mouths.
Another point, Liu Xian, who has never deliberately done contraceptive measures, although the time spent with the three women in the past two or three years is indeed short, and it is only a few days of the New Year's Day every year, but none of the three of them are pregnant, which is indeed providential.