The royal wedding is always the grandest. The entire capital city is decorated with lights.

Moreover, the officers and men of the various yamen have been clearing the venue for today's wedding since yesterday afternoon. All the people of the city were confined to their homes, and the merchants from all over the city were also housed in inns.

And the market in the capital city is also closed because of today's "pomp". Standing on both sides of the road were mostly relatives of officials and envoys from various countries.

There are also warriors from the various yamen of the imperial court who are dressed as ordinary people.

Although the wedding is festive, and the armored soldiers are afraid of hurting the peaceful atmosphere, there are a lot of armored soldiers today. There are many more patrols than on a regular day.

Zhang Wuji made a visual inspection, not counting the defenders of the city, there were more than 3,000 people in charge of security alone.

And a lot of them are masters.

Zhang Wuji saw the two elders of the Ruyang Palace, his disciples, and the other imperial court warriors, each of whom was placed on the rivers and lakes, and they all had the level of elite disciples of the major factions.

Zhang Wuji looked at these people and chuckled. If this were someone else's, it would be a dead end.

But who made him Zhang Wuji, the "strongest" male lead.

Under the "saint", even Da Luo Jinxian is also an ant!

Zhang Wuji was like a falcon hovering in the sky ready to hunt, patiently waiting, patiently waiting for his bride to come out of the palace.

The Ruyang Palace is not far from the palace, and after turning a few streets, the prince who greeted the relatives stopped in front of the gate of the Ruyang Palace.

Mongolian weddings are much simpler than those of Han Chinese.

He just took the bride away after entering the door, and then returned to the temple of the royal palace to worship the ancestors and worship their immortality. It is under the witness of the Great Shaman that they become a true couple.

Zhao Min didn't have a red hijab, just dressed in a bright dress, and then stepped on the red carpet and walked out of the palace step by step.

If you want to say that a woman is the most beautiful in her life, it is when she gets married.

When he walked to the front of the house, the crown prince wanted to take his bride and help her into the float.

But Zhao Min rejected him.

Zhao Min glanced at him and said, "I still like the marriage in the Central Plains." The bridegroom is not allowed to touch the bride until there is no cave house. Besides, after I got married, I will be a royal person, and I want to let my royal brother give me the last ride with the etiquette of the Central Plains. ”

Hearing Zhao Min's request, although everyone was a little surprised, the crown prince did not refuse.

Wang Baobao smiled at his sister, and then sank his body directly in front of his sister.

Then Zhao Min climbed onto Wang Baobao's back, just like his childhood brother carrying her. When I was a child, I was on the grassland, and every time I was tired of walking, my brother would carry her back to the felt tent. And this time her brother gave her to other men who could protect her.

However, Zhao Min's biggest reason is that he doesn't want men other than Zhang Wuji and his family to touch him. Even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been in love with her.

When Zhao Min got on the float to welcome his relatives, the crown prince also turned over and rode his horse.

Against the backdrop of rumbling drums and saffron petals in the sky, the carriage carrying Zhao Min slowly drove in the direction of the palace.

Although he had already gotten on the float, Zhao Min did not panic at all. She believes in Zhang Wuji as if she believed in herself. She believed that the man she loved the most would come. I'm definitely going to come and take her away.

And she kept looking back at her father and brother standing in front of the palace, and she just wanted to look at them a few more times. After all, once I leave this time, I don't know when we will meet again.

Zhang Wuji looked at the slowly approaching float and the rain of flowers in the sky, and couldn't help but clench the Heavenly Sword in his hand.

He's a bit of a self-deprecating person now, and he's feeling like a "wicked person". The eagle lackey snatched the bride, which is the act of the thief.

Zhang Wuji sighed in his heart, it was really "Although the prime minister is dead, I am still here".

When the float was about to reach the noon gate, Zhang Wuji made a great move to blow those raised petals again.

Suddenly, the rain fell from the sky, Zhang Wuji pinned the sword behind him, stepped on the rain of flowers, and descended from the sky.

Then it landed firmly in front of the team.

At this time, the Yuan Bing shouted: "There are assassins! ”

However, they shouted in Mongolian, and Zhang Wuji couldn't understand what they were saying, but seeing that all the armorers were moving, Zhang Wuji also roughly guessed.

These armorers were well-trained, and in less than a moment they were firmly in front of the crown prince and the float.

Then a large number of masters surrounded Zhang Wuji.

Zhao Min, who was sitting on the float, also lifted the curtain at this time, poked his head out, and couldn't stop complaining about Zhang Wuji in his heart: "What does this fool want to do?" It's better to snatch me away by surprise, or take the crown prince hostage. Although his appearance is quite good, but exposing himself to the enemy, is he crazy? ”

Looking at the armor soldiers who kept driving here, Zhao Min couldn't help but clench the curtain in his hand and sweat for Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji naturally did this for a reason. Because he wanted to give the Mongol court a dismount.

If Zhao Min was robbed so simply, they wouldn't be afraid of themselves. What Zhang Wuji wanted was to make these Mongols completely desperate and make them feel that it was impossible to defeat "Mingzun".

Cowardice before fighting has been a taboo in the use of troops since ancient times.

What Zhang Wuji wants is to make them completely afraid of him, so that when these Mongolians hear the word "Zhang Wuji" in the future, the frightened children will not dare to cry.

Zhang Wuji didn't have the slightest timidity when he looked at the warriors who were surrounded by him, he just held the Heavenly Sword and watched them silently.

At this time, a Mongolian official stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Zhang Wuji replied lightly: "Han people." ”

His answer was very loud, and the word "Han" was constantly floating around with the addition of internal force.

The horses that all the people sat down were astonished.

At this time, the two elders of Xuan Ming and the masters of the Ruyang Royal Mansion all came in the air.

They all fell on Zhang Wuji's side, and when they saw Zhang Wuji's face, they were all shocked.

The second elder Xuan Ming was even more frightened and took a few steps back.

Previously, Zhang Wuji gave them the power of the Xuanming Divine Palm that the two of them had played.

If it weren't for the two elders of Xuan Ming who were proficient in this skill, and there were many heavenly and earthly treasures in the palace, and the elixir for them to use, the old lives of the two of them might not be saved, so they both cultivated for more than half a year before they recovered.

Now that they are facing Zhang Wuji again, they are naturally very timid.

However, seeing the armor soldiers who came to surround them one after another, the two of them also regained some confidence.

Lu Zhuke looked at Zhang Wuji at this time and said, "You little devil, I didn't expect you to throw yourself into the net today!" ”

Zhang Wuji smiled: "Do you throw yourself into the net? Obviously, they are all surrounded by the deity. Today I'm here to rob my relatives, if you two old dried onions know each other, stand away. Save a moment of blood splattered on you. ”

Hearing Zhang Wuji's threat of Chi Guoguo, Hebi Weng leaned his elbow against his senior brother at this time.

If someone else said this, the two elders of Xuan Ming might laugh off their big teeth. But when these words came out of the mouth of Zhang Wuji, who was holding the Heavenly Sword in his hand, the credibility was too great.

Both of them are loyal to the imperial court for glory and wealth, and with a salary of several thousand taels of silver a year, they can't afford to play with Zhang Wuji.

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