Zhang Yong was locked out, he was not his mother's family anyway, and he couldn't do anything to pick up his relatives.

I dug out my ears and shook my robe, thinking that I would go and see who would welcome my relatives today, and I would be so unlucky.

He took two steps forward with the attitude of watching a good show, just in front of the kissing procession, and crossed the long red of the ceremonial band, and saw the brocade guards surrounded by a handsome tall red horse, and a young man in a red robe was sitting on a horse.

He was still waving to the people who were chasing.

The young man's red dress was trimmed with this cyan piping, and the shoulders and chest were decorated with a five-clawed flying dragon pattern, and there was no crown on his head, but a top hat in the style of a folk newcomer, but it was made of black yarn.

The young man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his handsome face was full of energy, which was the best posture of Beijing.

Isn't the young man on the horse the little emperor he has served for twelve years?

You won't be mistaken.

Zhang Yong's eyes are about to fall off, God, why did the emperor come to marry in person?

Even if it was Queen Qian of the Shilang family, Yingzong was waiting in the palace back then.

Zhang Yong wanted to kneel down and shout long live for a while, but when he saw that no one broke it on the left and right, the crowd that followed him was just watching the excitement, and he didn't kneel and salute, thinking that the emperor was having fun, and it was estimated that he ran out on his own.

He said, how can the cabinet of important ministers and the queen mother allow the emperor to go out of the palace in person to marry.

Zhang Yong didn't kneel, but his footsteps didn't stop and greeted him.

The line was too long and too wide, Yang Houzhao was sandwiched in the middle, and when Lile's team passed, Zhang Yong found that he could only look at the emperor, and the emperor hadn't looked at him yet, so he couldn't reach the emperor's eyes at all.

However, Zhang Yong still followed with great interest, hoping that the emperor would take a look at him.

Soon, the team arrived at the gate of the Li family, and the ceremonial officer explored the way first, and someone said, "Go and call the door." ”

Call the door......

Zhang Yong suddenly remembered the big brooms in the hands of the people in the courtyard.

Cangtian, I saw that Long Live Lord forgot about this stubble, and I was terrible.

Zhang Yong took a step, regardless of the people who stood in the way, and finally ran to the door before Yang Houzhao dismounted, he patted the door impatiently; "Open the door, open the door, don't do it."

"If you don't open it, you can't open it, you have to call the door by your ability, what kind of ability do you have?"

Zhang Yong: "......"

This is what only be said when receiving relatives, and these people treat him as a receptionist.

He hurriedly reminded: "It's Long Live Lord who has come to pick up the kiss, and you can't beat anyone." ”

Uncle Biao inside said: "Long live the lord to pick up the kiss?" Hehe, then we are the Jade Emperor's relatives, don't think about entering the door if you don't have the ability. ”

Zhang Yong: "......"

If you want to open this door, according to custom, you really have to have the ability.

The groom of a learned family should make a hypnotic poem, or the bride's family and the groom's contemporaries should make a pair and let the groom compose a poem.

In short, it is "Wendou".

After the fight, the money was stuffed again, and the door opened.

But the Li family is not a scholar, the emperor never thought that he would come in person, even if he came in person, it would not be able to "fight", at the level of the emperor, the gunner may not be able to pass.

Let's use the most effective tricks.

Zhang Yong was anxious and called the official of the Ministry of Rites behind him: "Money, money, red envelope, stuff it in." ”

The officials who were exploring the way knew the rules, so a large number of copper coins were scattered through the crack under the gate, followed by fifty red envelopes.

When these things passed, I heard the seven people inside laughing loudly, and the laughter was picking up money.

Zhang Yong patted the door again: "Open the door, open the door." ”

They squeaked open, Zhang Yongjian didn't say a word, a big broom waved at him, fortunately, he was prepared, his body dodged back, and he didn't fight.

Then a forty-year-old man poked his head out of the doorway.

Zhang Yong recognized him, and he was the one who organized the beating.

Zhang Yongdao: "I said ......"

"My lord, why are you, come in."

Before Zhang Yong finished speaking, Uncle Biao grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him into the door with his clothes.

Then Uncle Biao didn't say a word, dragged Zhang Yong behind him, and advised: "Don't make a sound." ”

Zhang Yong: "......"

"Not ......"

Zhang Yong was about to explain, when Uncle Biao saw the red shadow coming, he shouted: "Come, come, dismount, everyone copy the guys......"

The others are okay, Fang Cai is looking down to pick up money, and now Uncle Biao is not so quick to beat people.

But Uncle Biao didn't pick up the money himself, he was always ready.

After shouting, he didn't care whether others could get on or not, he couldn't help but say, and ran out of the door with a broom.

Zhang Yong: "......"

He was next to the battlements of the gate, and he couldn't see the outside, but he knew the gravity of the matter.

He hurriedly ran out to chase Uncle Biao, and shouted loudly while arresting people: "That's the emperor, it's really the emperor." ”

The voices of the chamberlains have been specially trained, especially those like Zhang Yong, who have been serving by the emperor's side all the year round, and they can't do without a good voice.

Zhang Yong's voice is not high-pitched, but it is like a hook, which can catch people's ears and can travel far away.

Uncle Biao thought that someone didn't want to be beaten, so he pretended to be the emperor, but Zhang Yong knew that he was the emperor's attendant, and he would never talk nonsense.

And the adult's throat was as anxious as a broken gong.

Uncle Biao was shocked.

But the young man on the horse had already arrived in front of him, and the broom he was holding had already been waved out, and it was about to fall.

Uncle Biao restrained his hands and feet in the crisis, leaned to the side, and followed his own strength, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Fell that loud.

Uncle Biao sighed in pain.

Yang Houzhao didn't know what the situation was, looked down, thought it was etiquette, and smiled: "Isn't this Uncle Biao?" How did you make such a big gift? ”

After speaking, he said to the people behind him: "Show Uncle Biao a reward." ”

The five-body throwing gift is just lying on the ground.

Uncle Biao: "......"

The old waist is gone!

……………………

Yang Houzhao bypassed Uncle Biao and went directly into the courtyard.

There was no Uncle Biao to take the lead, only Zhang Yong took care of it, and the people with brooms in the courtyard threw away the brooms, knowing that it was the emperor, who would dare to do it.

Yang Houzhao didn't know that someone was going to beat him, and when he saw everyone standing on both sides with their hands down, he thought it was a welcome ceremony, and came in with his head held high, with a smile on his heroic face, and waved to everyone when he passed by: "I came to greet the queen, and those who greeted the relatives are all relatives, relatives, no need to kneel." ”

Zhang Yong who followed behind: "......"

The relatives of the Li family have never seen such a handsome and dashing person, they are still the emperor, and the emperor still waved to them so amiably, and they were all petrified.

Chunsheng stood closest to the door of the main house.

Looking at the familiar young man, I thought to myself, isn't this the young man surnamed Yang who went to our store to buy jade? How to change your clothes and become an emperor.

Yang Houzhao walked up to Chunsheng and recognized him, and said with a smile: "Isn't this Chunsheng?" No need to kneel. Then he patted Chunsheng on the shoulder.

It's really an emperor, Chunsheng is bathed in a soft breeze, more petrified than petrified.