General Shenwu and the lord of Luoyang Wangfu will get married, and the king of Xiaoyao will send a wedding post, up to the civil and military officials, down to the martial arts factions, it is said that the emperor will come to watch the ceremony in person.

Song Yifei and Sun Jingxiang, who are Liu Yibai's adoptive parents, have already been invited to the Luoyang Palace to discuss the specific details of marriage.

The first thing Song Yifei did when he arrived at the palace was to give Liu Yibai a pulse, although Yang Ziyin and several old men in the mansion had already shown him before, Song Yifei was still not at ease. He didn't believe that Liu Yibai became an ordinary person so easily....

Song Yifei's face was a little ugly, and he slowly took his hand away from Liu Yibai's wrist, and the result was self-evident.

I can't feel the existence of a trace of true qi, ordinary people. This conclusion is completely consistent with what Old Man Wang came to it.

Looking at the humble and elegant gentleman's master's sad appearance, Liu Yibai couldn't bear it in his heart, but he couldn't tell him the actual situation, at least not now.

"Look at your bitter gourd face, you're about to get married, it's a great joy. What's wrong with being an ordinary person, is it good to be like you? It's not like staying in the mountains every day and eating and waiting for death. ”

The only person who can scold Song Yifei so bluntly is Sun Jingxiang.

Looking at the famous gentleman sword Song Yifei who was eaten to death by Sun Jingxiang, even Yang Ziyin couldn't help laughing.

Song Yifei's old face turned red, and he didn't dare to look at her.

"Master, save some face for Master. Liu Yibai pressed the 'domineering' Sun Jingxiang on the chair and laughed quietly.

Master and master are all old, looking at Song Yifei and Sun Jingxiang's pale temples, his eyes can't help but be a little moist.

"Brother Song, please use tea. The atmosphere was a little awkward at the moment, and Yang Ziyin, as the master, had no choice but to stand up and speak, "According to the king's opinion, don't stick to so many etiquette, just hold it in the palace."

"This.... It's not appropriate, right..."Song Yifei stroked his long beard and responded: "In this way, my apprentice will not become a burden to your palace, this move is very inappropriate." ”

"Brother Song's words are wrong, the court and the rivers and lakes have been incompatible since ancient times, and this king just wants to ease the tense situation. It's all good for us..."

Yang Ziyin's words are not unreasonable, and he has taken a great risk by doing so, when the emperor will come to the palace to watch the ceremony, if something goes wrong here, even if he is the prince, he can't afford to bear it.

Song Yifei pondered for a moment and sighed: "According to what the prince said, whether the current situation can be eased depends on that day." ”

Sun Jingxiang did not express her opinion this time, and she has always supported Song Yifei in the general direction.

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Three days later.

Luoyang City is extremely prosperous, the streets are full of traffic, the streets are lined with shops, and the sound of buying and selling is endless.

Today, it is said that Yang Suxian, the daughter of Yang Ziyin, the king of Xiaoyao, and Liu Yibai, a disciple of Song Yifei of Luoxiamen, are married.

The courtyard of Luoyang Royal Mansion is tall and extraordinary, the vermilion gate is posted with the word "Xi", and on both sides of the gate are two mighty lions carved from white marble. At this time, there was a lot of traffic in front of the house, and there was an endless stream of people coming in and out, and the people who could enter and exit were either civil and military officials, or martial arts giants.

After a short time, the emperor came in person, and all the civil and military officials who attended the wedding went out of the palace to welcome the dignity of the empire.

After about half an hour, the drums on the street were noisy, and the team to welcome the relatives returned, Liu Yibai sat on the fire phoenix of the divine horse, wearing a red wedding dress, with a faint smile on his face. Greeting relatives is just a formality, and in the end the cave room is still in the palace.

The procession to welcome the relatives was magnificent, with no less than 100 drummers and no less than 1,000 entourage guards. The bride Yang Suxian's sedan chair is surrounded by nearly 100 samurai, and at a glance it is clear that he is a person with high skills, and the security work can be described as extremely strict.

Firecrackers rang out in front of the Luoyang Palace, and silk and bamboo sounded in unison. In the congratulatory voices of the onlookers, a pair of talented and beautiful newcomers were welcomed into the house.

Liu Yibai pulled Yang Suxian, who was covered with a turban, first met the emperor, and then thanked the civil and military officials and martial arts leaders who came to watch the ceremony one by one.

The only one among the civil and military officials who didn't come was the Fengguo Mansion, even if the emperor came, they didn't want to give this face, it would be a shame to come, and they didn't want to lose this face anymore. Originally, this daughter-in-law was booked by their Fengguo Gong, but now she was snatched away by the person who made trouble at the beginning, which is really ironic.

The scene was full, the head of the Luoxia Sect, the four elders, the Ice God Valley Valley Lord Su Mo and the elders, the Ning Xiang Pavilion Qin Ruoyu and the elders, the Xiaolin Temple Master Nianren and the elders, and many the heads of the middle and late sects.

Many old friends also came, Liu Xisheng, Lin San, and Hua Yan from the Zhenfeng Dart Bureau, and Ji Yan from Yuelai Inn. The butcher and others also arrived one by one, and even Hu Yidao, a friend who had just come down the mountain and met for the first time, also came, Liu Ruyan and Shi Yanyu were like fairy couples, and finally they also appeared.

At the beginning of the wedding, the emperor delivered a speech, and the general thing was to bless the two newlyweds to be united forever, and the martial arts and the court to marry Qin and Jin. In general, the emperor also wanted to take this opportunity to ease relations with the various factions in the rivers and lakes, and internal and external troubles would only lead to the shattering of mountains and rivers and the destruction of the country, and the emperor knew this very well.

Next, the singing and dancing double willow like smoke presented a dance, which made everyone present fascinated and couldn't stop.

At this time, the wedding ushered in a small **.

Liu Yibai and Yang Suxian brought Yang Ziyin, Song Yifei, and Sun Jingxiang to toast the guests present one by one. After a turn, Liu Yibai was already seven or eight points drunk, if it weren't for the fact that his current physique was different from ordinary people, he was afraid that he would have been poured down.

"Wine is such a good thing, it makes you forget all your worries. Liu Yibai hid in the corner alone, looking at the noisy hall and the people who were pushing cups and changing lamps, he laughed to himself.

After all the hard work, he finally waited for this day, but he was not as happy as he imagined.

Is it a pity, right? It should be, before the wedding, he personally wrote an invitation to send it to the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, inviting the young sect master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, Qingqing, to come and watch the ceremony. But she didn't arrive today.

Liu Yibai's eyes were hazy with drunkenness, and he exuded the smell of wine, and the last trace of expectation in his heart was also extinguished by drunkenness.

He knew he wouldn't come.

"Yo, why is our groom, General Shenwu, sad here alone. A joking voice sounded behind him.