Chapter 212 Wedding (3) (Ask for Pink)

The third more sent, begging for pink.

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There is a powerful substitute in the back who is waiting to play at any time, and Jiang Zhong cannot afford to make any mistakes. He breathed a bad breath, yīn calmly cooperated with the rest of the ritual, and Mrs. Du was also silent, doing whatever she wanted, only waiting for the critical moment to let out that breath.

Seeing that the new fù finished worshipping the stove first, he was led to the main hall to worship heaven and earth, and worship his aunt. Jiang Chong was not only in a complicated mood, but Mrs. Du was very moved. She suppressed her excitement, sat on the chair dignified and gentle, and waited for Jiang Changyang and Peony to come to worship. It is inevitable that Jiang Changyang's mother and son hate her, and it is inevitable that Jiang Changyang is unwilling to worship her, but the patriarchy is here, as long as Jiang Chong is here, she will be one with him. It's okay not to worship her, unless you don't worship Jiang Zhong together. If you really don't worship, Jiang Zhong will inevitably not follow, and this wedding will not be complete, so it's good to make something.

Worship or not, she is a winner.

The more Mrs. Du thought about it, the happier she became. But after Jiang Changyang and Peony finished worshipping heaven and earth, he turned around and calmly worshiped Aunt Weng according to the master of ceremonies' request. Seeing that the two of them bowed down, Mrs. Du couldn't help but tilt her horn and look at Mrs. Wang with a smile. Mrs. Wang didn't look at her at all, but just looked at the couple lovingly, with sweet smiles on their faces. At this moment, nothing is more important than the children's wedding consummation, she wants the children to be happy, how can she care about these trivial matters and the dark psychology of others? She didn't care about that.

Hehe, only by pretending to be light and light can you barely get by. Mrs. Du raised her eyebrows, lightly dusted off the dust that did not exist on her skirt, and waited for Jiang Changyang to worship the peony husband and wife, and sent it to Qinglu, and she was ready to return home. The slender jade fingers popped out, and before they could be withdrawn, Jiang Changyang, who was supposed to worship each other, stood up straight, and said loudly: "Bring two more chairs up."

No one knew what he was doing at this time when he didn't worship each other, but had to bring two chairs. Peony thought of a possibility, Jiang Changyang wants to worship Mrs. Wang and Fang Bohui In fact, such things are not uncommon in modern times, and there are many parents who divorce and re-establish families, and that's it. But this is in ancient times, Jiang Changyang's behavior can be regarded as deviant, not only Jiang Chong will not agree, but he is afraid that the outside public opinion will not be favorable to him.

However, if he can worship his biological father and stepmother, why can't he worship his biological mother and stepfather? What's more, this biological mother gave him life and raised him independently, and this stepfather gave him strong support at the stage of his life's growth. Why can't he worship him? He naturally worshiped the peony and stood firmly by Jiang Changyang's side, without any words, but Jiang Changyang just understood what she meant - she advanced and retreated with him, no matter what he did, she would support anything. Jiang Changyang glanced at Peony silently, took the two chairs from Wu San's hands, carefully placed them in the middle of the hall, and then went to help Mrs. Wang, and then went to help Fang Bohui.

"Coaxing" sounded, and everyone talked in a low voice, there is a way that is not in line with the etiquette system, there is a way that is which one is coming today, there is a way that Jiang Changyang deviates from the scriptures, and there are also Mrs. Daowang and Fang Bohui unconsciously, and even the relatives of the Jiang family stepped forward to dissuade them, but there are a group of women led by Princess Fen who are overwhelmed with emotion, Mrs. Dudao Wang raised a good son, and it was in vain that she worked hard to conceive a child for ten months, and spent her youth and hard work for him.

Jiang Chong's face turned white, and he looked at Jiang Changyang and Mrs. Wang who were sitting on the chair with tears in disbelief, then at Fang Bohui, who was as steady as Mount Tai, and then at the peony who was ready to salute Mrs. Wang and Fang Bohui with Jiang Changyang, and Mrs. Du, who had lowered her eyes and a sneer. His ears were filled with the buzzing of the guests, and he felt that countless contempt, contempt, and ridicule were like sharp swords, all of which were poked at him, he had never been so insulted, and he had never been so angry, he stood up suddenly, and scolded angrily: "What is this for?" He wanted to ask Jiang Changyang what his last name was? Is there still a clan in your eyes? But when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't ask. He was afraid that Jiang Changyang would say something that embarrassed him even more.

The audience was silent. The sneer on Mrs. Du's side became more and more intense, Mrs. Wang didn't lift her eyelids, and Fang Bohui smiled lightly. Jiang Changyang unhurriedly clasped his fists and saluted the guests around him, and said loudly: "You relatives and friends don't understand what I am doing today. In fact, there is no other, but filial piety and gratitude. My mother was pregnant for ten months, after life and death, I can survive in this world, she raised me alone for more than ten years, personally for the ** to hold a porridge and a meal, a needle and a thread, teach me to read and write, life and things with hardships and hardships, through hardships and dangers, I can become a * person. What I should worship most is that if she doesn't worship, she will be no different from a beast."

As he spoke, he pointed to Fang Bohui and said sincerely: "My father-in-law saved the lives of my mother and son from the bandits back then, and taught me martial arts and the art of war, the way of a gentleman. First a life-saver, then a teacher, not father and son, more than father and son, he fully deserves my worship"

He said it reasonably, and even if some people disagreed, they could not find anything to refute. Fang Bohui even accepted the smile on his face, sat down solemnly, and together with Mrs. Wang, who was in tears, calmly accepted the worship of Jiang Changyang and Peony.

Not father and son, more than father and son. Jiang Changyang's words were like a sharp knife, plunging into Jiang Chong's xiōng, and then slashing a few times. He stood up in a rage, flipped over his chair, and walked out without saying a word. He hated Mrs. Wang, hated Fang Bohui, and hated Jiang Changyang even more, but he couldn't express his anger in other ways, so he could only choose to leave the scene to express his anger.

But this is the way to vent, and it can't be vented smoothly. He had only walked two or three steps, and the eunuch who had given the reward came outside. Not only could he not leave, but he had to preside over the order of thanksgiving. With a disgraced face, he struggled to control his emotions and bowed down heavily. Mrs. Du saw his gray face and trembling mouth behind him, in the end, she was a little unbearable and difficult, but more of it was the pleasure and expectation brought to her by the complete disharmony between Jiang Changyang and Jiang Chong's father and son.

There are not many things, just two jade ruyi, and the identity of the peony should be given to the peony in advance - the county monarch, and he didn't wait for Jiang Changyang to go up to ask for the seal. The person who came to announce the decree was not very decent, but in the end it represented the emperor's attitude, and he admitted that Peony, a commoner woman, was the wife of Jiang Changyang's Ming media.

I have to say that Jiang Changyang at this moment is indeed very emotional. In addition to his own efforts to support and protect the peony, he also needs to use such an external force to give the peony more support, so that she can live a more relaxed and happy life in the future.

was interrupted by the palace envoy, and the worship hall was bō bō, except for Jiang Chong, everyone got what they wanted. Jiang Changyang achieved his wish not to let his mother be wronged, and received support from his newlywed wife; Mrs. Wang felt her son's love for her on a deeper level; Fang Bohui received the respect of his stepson; Mrs. Du saw Jiang Chong's sadness and loss, and the father and son were out of harmony; Jiang Changyi saw the turbulent tide between the most promising eldest brother and his father and mother, and they refused to give in to each other. Everyone was happy.

Only Jiang Chong, he was full of grief and indignation, but he was powerless to relieve it, so he could only bury it silently in his heart, lamenting the injustice of fate to him, how could he let him do such a thing? He resented Mrs. Wang for not knowing the severity, resented Fang Bohui's deception too much, and resented Jiang Changyang's disobedience and unfilial piety.

Sending the palace envoy away, Princess Fen felt that it was not appropriate for anyone to preside over this marriage, so she simply came out and let Jiang Changyang and Peony complete the husband and wife worship. After the peony was finished, everyone laughed and teased a new fù according to the customs, and after laughing enough and making enough trouble, they finally sent the peony, who was blushing and dripping blood, and Jiang Changyang, who only knew how to smirk, into the Qinglu together.

Under the candlelight, the gilded dragon and phoenix silver cup sparkles, and the wine inside is fragrant. Together, together, both sides love, combined as one. Peony carefully picked up the wine glass in front of him with a reverent attitude, and drank the sweet wine with Jiang Changyang, who was also full of seriousness.

Putting down the wine glass, the two of them bowed seriously again at the banquet, and everyone surrounded the two of them and sat on the newly laid cuáng, male right and female left. The ladies who had been waiting for a long time next to them let out a laugh and shouted: "Scatter the money" and recite the mantra: "Tonight auspicious, the daughter of the He family and the Jiang family are married, and after the wish is accepted, long live the thousand autumns and keep Jichang." Five men and two women, slaves and maids. The man is always willing to be the prime minister, and the woman is the king. Since the vow, the life expectancy of the husband and wife has been extended by ......"

Countless five-baht coins and fruits made of gold and silver were scattered on the tent, and the peony blinked her eyes, and she meditated, if it didn't hurt, it would be better. A hand reached out from under the sleeve and gently held her hand, warm and dry, wide and steady. This is her beloved, Peony cocked her horns, lowered her eyes to look at the golden phoenix on the dress, and waited for the salute.

After the tent was finished, an elderly lady in the Jiang family stepped forward with a smile on her face, looked dignified, carefully removed the groom's dress for Jiang Changyang, and removed her head and hat, and then tied the toes of the two with colorful silk threads, untied their hair, cut a strand of each, tied a knot, and put it into a bag.

Courtesy. Everyone exited Qinglu in turn, and each prepared to return home.

Mrs. Du glanced around, called Mrs. Wang, who was not far away, and said with a smile: "Sister Wang, in fact, you should still persuade Da Lang, it will not be good for anyone to make trouble like this." Self-cultivation and family governance of the world, don't fight for a moment more than you lose. Her voice was neither loud nor small, just enough for the people around her to hear.

Mrs. Wang stopped, looked back at her, and smiled slightly: "Thank you for your concern." As a mother, there is no more satisfying thing to be able to get such respect from her son. I think Da Lang's personal cultivation is very good, and he will definitely be able to manage his family well in the future, and there will be absolutely no problems. Then he nodded, turned and got into the carriage.

Mrs. Du laughed, turned around and got into the carriage, and said to Jiang Chong: "Da Lang, this kid has resentment in his heart, he is young, and he can't be blamed." But Fang Bohui's shaft is really too deceitful."

Jiang Zhong gritted his teeth and turned his face to the side sharply.

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In the next chapter, I don't know how to write it...... It's been a long time since I've written meat...... Seriously begging for pink, the first time on the pink list second, I hope to keep it for a few more days, ORZ, although this job is not easy to do, but still have to beg.