When Cheng Jiu, who was dressed in red and green, appeared in front of everyone with Gu Mingyuan, who was covered with a hijab, the crowd stopped for a moment, and then quickly boiled.

"Our ninth master, it's really tough, let the groom cover his head!"

"This is the ninth master marrying someone, this is clearly the ninth master marrying a man!"

"But don't say it, our ninth master is really good at dressing up!"

"I don't know whose man is so unlucky, and the future will ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was drowned in a hearty laugh.

In the corner, Zhao Xingye silently clenched his fists.

Zhao Tianhu laughed in the main hall, but between his eyebrows and eyes was a question, worry and precaution. Zhang Tianyi and Zhang Sanye frowned on the side, looking at the couple with slanted eyes, and a pair of inverted triangular eyes with four big words written "insidious and cunning".

The master of ceremonies looked at Zhao Tianhu, Zhao Tianhu nodded, signaling that it was time to start. The master of ceremonies gathers momentum: "Worship heaven and earth-"

Cheng Jiu and Gu Mingyuan bowed deeply to Zhao Tianhu.

Zhao Tianhu took a sip of tea.

"The Second Worship Hall—"

Take a deep bow.

"Husband and wife worship each other—"

Cheng Jiu hesitated, turned around, and faced the red hijab in front of him. She didn't move. Gu Mingyuan saw through the thin red veil that she didn't move, so he quietly tugged Cheng Jiu's sleeve.

Cheng Jiu took a deep breath and bowed deeply.

The master of ceremonies glanced at Zhao Tianhu again, and Zhao Tianhu beckoned to Cheng Jiu and the others: "Jiu'er, come." ”

Cheng Jiu settled down and walked towards Zhao Tianhu.

"Jiu'er, you are the most relieved person before your father leaves." Zhao Tianhu's voice was a little choked: "He told me that you should hand this over to your future uncle on the day you got married." ”

He was disgusted again: "You always don't care about your life's major events, if I don't have to be the master today, you delay yourself, how can I explain to your father!" ”

"Today, your father saw his uncle in the sky, and he was so relieved." Zhao Tianhu spoke earnestly.

The bridesmaid presented a carved box wrapped in red cloth. Zhao Tianhu took it and opened the box. Inside was a well-made jade wrench, glowing with a faint light.

"Come on." Zhao Tianhu beckoned to Gu Mingyuan.

The corners of Cheng Jiu's eyes were red, and he looked at Gu Mingyuan.

Gu Mingyuan stepped forward and bowed deeply to Zhao Tianhu.

Zhao Tianhu was just about to pick up Gu Mingyuan's hand when a shout came from the crowd.

"No way!"

Zhao Xingye walked to the front row of the auditorium from the corner at some point, holding a pistol in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Gu Mingyuan.

In an instant, Cheng Jiu grabbed Gu Mingyuan's wrist and blocked in front of Gu Mingyuan. Gu Mingyuan's center of gravity fell back and grabbed Cheng Jiu's hand.

Cheng Jiu let him hold on to him, motionless. Gu Mingyuan could feel the fine beads of sweat on Cheng Jiu's hands.

"Xingye, what are you doing here!" Zhao Tianhu was annoyed and stood up from his chair: "Put the gun down!" ”

"Cheng Jiu! Why are you so bad at yourself! You can not marry me, but why do you find a random man to marry him! Am I not even as good as the man you pick up casually? ”

"Young master, please respect yourself!" Cheng Jiu looked at Zhao Xingye angrily.

"Jiu'er, tell me, how am I inferior to him?" Zhao Xingye's eyes were red, and his voice even had a hint of crying.

"Zhao Xingye, you go back to Lao Tzu!" Zhao Tianhu angrily slammed the teacup: "Lao Tzu's face has been lost by you!" ”

The scene was at an impasse. Everyone didn't dare to come out, so they could only quietly watch the big drama about Cheng Jiu and Qinglongtang.

Zhang Sanye suddenly spoke: "Jiu'er, in this way, everyone has some questions about my uncle, after all, you are a member of Qinglongtang, and what our Qinglongtang pays attention to is a fair and upright." Otherwise, you can lift the hijab and let the big guys take a good look at our uncle, so that you can convince the public. ”

Zhao Xingye, who was holding a gun, and Zhao Tianhu, who was angry and had a pain in his chest, all looked at Cheng Jiu, and everyone was also staring at the red hijab.