"Whew~~~"

Sheng Hong lifted the curtain and came out of Wei Ruixuan, and breathed a long sigh of relief, he had only made great efforts to persuade his wife to agree to unload the ship.

Sheng Hong waved his hand and beckoned his personal chief to follow Dongrong: "Go to the dock and tell Bai Ge'er that the Yuan family can unload the dowry." ”

"Yes."

Dong Rong took the order and left, and after a while, he ran back in a panic: "Lord, the Yuan family's eldest lang and the second young master and his party are almost outside the gate!" ”

"What?"

Sheng Hong was taken aback at first, but then understood in an instant that this must be his son Changbai's decision on the spot in order to maintain the dignity of the two families.

"Bai'er has really grown up and can be on her own!" Sheng Hong was sincerely pleased, and hurriedly entered the house to urge Wang Ruofu to make up quickly, so that he could go out with him to welcome the guests.

On the street, the team of subordinates came and stopped in front of the gate of the Sheng family.

Yuan Wenchun was in front, and next to him stood the matchmaker, left and right were four blessed people (women with children, daughters, husbands, parents and in-laws), and behind them was a long line of porters.

Although the dowry is not as grand as the wedding day, this is the eldest daughter of Yangzhou, and it is called a sea to see the excitement.

The children looked at the big gift, and drooled, and the parents around them would take the opportunity to teach that only by studying hard can they eat good things and marry a good daughter-in-law.

Under the watchful eye, the matchmaker, dressed in fancy clothes, walked to the closed door of the Sheng family and called the door with full anger.

"The Yuan family of the Earl's Mansion in Tokyo Zhongqin is here to send off the appointment, officiating at a pair of live birds of wild geese outside the Saiwai, and countless sub-gifts want to hire Sheng Mansion Jiaojin for the second son Yuan Wenshao, please agree!"

Sheng Hong and his wife, who had already cleaned up and were sitting in the hall, glanced at each other and said in unison: "Yes!" ”

Yuan Wenchun dismounted, Mrs. Yuan got off the sedan chair, and saluted facing the middle door: "Yuan Wenchun and his wife, on behalf of the Yuan family, thank you for agreeing!" ”

"Good!"

The people who watched the excitement cheered one after another, and congratulated the Sheng and Yuan families.

After the ceremony is completed, it is time for the feast.

The master who is in charge of the spoon is the master invited by the provincial capital, and the people who cut vegetables are all veterans.

The chef is in place, and the venue has to be bothered.

On the day of the great joy of the Yangzhou Tongju family, it is crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, as lively as watching a temple fair.

Sheng Hong Wang Ruofu and his wife have relatives in three generations, famous in the genealogy, there are contacts in the officialdom, and neighbors within a radius of several miles, all came to watch the ceremony, no matter how big the Sheng Mansion is, it can't accommodate so many guests.

So I had to set up a flowing water seat on the street to entertain neighbors, and set up a table at home to entertain high-ranking officials and dignitaries such as the prefect.

Sheng Hong and Yuan Wenchun entertained male guests in the front hall, Wang Ruofu and Mrs. Yuan entertained female guests in the backyard, and there were many entertainment activities such as pot throwing, singing, and games.

Wei Chen is also a celebrity in Yangzhou, so naturally he can't help but sing and sing on the wine table, Wei Chen felt upset, so he found a place to pull out and came to the front hall to throw pots.

Pitching pots, born out of archery, is a common game for banquets and drinks in high society, and is deeply loved by literati.

At this time, many guests who were keen on this way were throwing pots for a show, and the young man Wei Chen had noticed earlier was also among them.

Wei Chen walked in front of the young man and bowed his hand: "Under Wei Chen, the cursive word Xingyun, dare to ask Brother Taizun's surname?" ”

The young man saluted back: "In Xia Bai Ye, I have seen Brother Wei." ”

Bai Ye?

Wei Chen was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized, isn't this Gu Tingye's pseudonym?

Looking at the Wuyuan Mu Lost in Gu Tingye's hand, Wei Chen's face suddenly became strange, the matter of throwing pots against gambling on geese that should have happened was fanned by the wings of his little butterfly, and he was afraid that it had been fanned.

The Yuan family was already untrustworthy, and Sheng Changbai immediately unloaded the hired ship, leaving dignity for the Yuan family, Yuan Wenchun had no reason to trouble the Sheng family, and naturally he would not let Gu Tingye go to fight with Sheng Changfeng.

"Brother Wei, are you also here to throw pots?"

Wei Chen was thinking about things when he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.

When I turned around, it was really the little kid who was not beaten, Sheng Changfeng.

Wei Chen looked at Gu Tingye, who was curious, and then at Sheng Changfeng, who was inexplicably excited, and couldn't help but be speechless for a while.

Is this fate?

However, Wei Chen also sighed, and quickly reacted, these two people are people who love to throw pots, no matter whether there is a gambling or not, they will go to this pot throwing field to try their skills.

In other words, it makes perfect sense that they would appear here.

At this time, Sheng Changfeng squinted at Gu Tingye in front of Wei Chen, his eyes suddenly lit up, he cleared his throat, and pretended to say: "Ahem, who is that, I just saw that you seemed to be throwing a pot well, do you dare to try it with Young Master Ben?" ”

Gu Tingye glanced at Sheng Changfeng and said with a smile: "It's okay to throw pots, but it's okay to have no color heads." ”

"Okay, then I'll use ......"

Sheng Changfeng was halfway through speaking, and was slapped on the door of his head by Wei Chen, and scolded: "At a young age, if you don't study well, what do you want to gamble?" ”

Wei Chen's strength was not small this time, and a small patch of red was visible to the naked eye on Sheng Changfeng's head.

Sheng Changfeng wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, so he could only pout, looked at Wei Chen aggrievedly, and after a while, took out a small notebook from his pocket.

"Well, that's it."

Wei Chen took a look at it, and it turned out to be the silent homework he assigned to this bear child yesterday, and he immediately couldn't cry or laugh.

Gu Tingye couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw what Sheng Changfeng had taken out, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

This kid is bad enough, he bets on me with homework, if I win him, do I have to write homework for him?

Wei Chen caught a glimpse of Gu Tingye's face, laughed dryly, and pulled Sheng Changfeng to Gu Tingye: "Doom...... Ah no, Brother Bai, Changfeng is young and naughty, please don't mind. ”

"It's okay, little thing."

Gu Tingye said politely to Wei Chen, but in his heart he was quite strange, as if Wei Chen was not much older than Sheng Changfeng, and he was like a family member when he preached.

However, to Gu Tingye's surprise, Sheng Changfeng actually really listened to Wei Chen's words, and as soon as Wei Chen beckoned, he obediently apologized to Gu Tingye.

Gu Tingye was surprised in his heart.

If he remembered correctly, this child named Changfeng seemed to be the same as Sheng Changbai, who went to the bridal ceremony before, and was the son of the general judgment.

And judging from Fang Cai's performance, this son is clearly a gentleman, how can he bow down to Wei Chen, a peer?

As soon as he thought of this, Gu Tingye couldn't help but look at Wei Chen, who was educating the bear child with great interest, and there was a little more playfulness in his eyes.

Wei Chen, Wei Xingyun?

Seems kind of interesting......