Datang: My bedroom is the same as Changle's boudoir

The marriage proceeded as scheduled, like the six rituals that must be followed when discussing marriage in the Tang Dynasty, such as: Na Cai, Asking Names, Na Ji, Na Zheng, Asking for a Date, and Greeting.After all, it is a matter of mutual affection. Even if it is unreasonable to ask for names and divination such as Najib, Li Shimin, the emperor, will force it to make it reasonable.

Just like before in the palace, under the auspices of Li Shimin, when the conferring and bestowing ceremony was held before the princess got married, Li Shimin was bleeding a lot. He not only awarded the jade book and gold seal, but also rewarded a lot of land and wealth goods.

It seems that only this kind of vengeful reward can make up for the fragile old father's heart of his daughter who married out, especially his favorite Princess Changle.

At the same time, Mo Wuhen was also given the rank of captain's son-in-law, a third-rank official rank, and a member of the Princess's Office.

These were all green lights, and the censor didn't say anything.

But if the original historical process had been followed, when Li Lizhi married off, Li Shimin would have rewarded her too much, causing the admonisher Wei Zheng to advise: "If the princess's gift is too much for the elder, it may be unreasonable. I hope your majesty will think about it."

But Mo Wuhen was not the eldest Sun Chong after all, and Wei Zheng was also afraid that his family would become hot, so even if he was dissatisfied, he didn't say anything for Mo Wuhen's sake.

But Wei Zheng secretly vowed in his heart that if he didn't persuade him this time, he must ask Li Shimin more next time.

So, before Mo Wuhen, he had taken the first few items out of form, that is, the last item "welcome in person" could not be out of form.

After all, there is no way to deal with formalities when welcoming relatives. Even if Li Lizhi doesn't say anything, Mo Wuhen, who loves his wife, can't count on it.

It stands to reason that the woman would not be able to see the man for a month, but Li Lizhi said that this is not possible, she can't sleep without Mo Wuhen in her arms.

So when Li Shimin and Empress Changsun turned a blind eye, they secretly acquiesced.

However, the night before the wedding is definitely not allowed, so both Li Lizhi and Mo Wuhen can only stay alone.

At night, in the palace.

Li Lizhi walked up and down the room, muttering: "I'm so flustered, I suddenly thought that I'm going to get married tomorrow."

He had obviously been with Mo Wuhen for so long, but he was still so nervous that he didn't know that he was going to get married.

At home, Mo Wuhen was also lying on the bed with his legs crossed, his eyes looking at the ceiling, and he couldn't sleep either.

Xiaobai, who was playing with a ball of wool, dangled around Mo Wuhen, who was a little annoyed, and even threw the cat out of the room with the ball.

Lying alone on the bed, a picture appeared in Mo Wuhen's mind.

He was wearing a red robe and riding a horse, holding red silk in his hand, followed by more than a dozen entourages. He was going to marry the girl who was wearing a red dress, with sweet and happy smiles on her face, waiting for him to marry back.

The next day, early in the morning, Mo Wuhen was woken up by the thousands of alarm clocks he had set.

He didn't want to be in his sleep, because his casualness caused the alarm clock to go off, making him miss the wedding.

Mo Wuhen got up and took a shower, washed up briefly, tidied up his grooming, poured two spoonfuls of cat food into a small white bowl, and returned to Datang.

Maybe Xiaobai didn't expect that it was the one who woke up early and asked the two to get up to feed him, but today it was woken up by Mo Wuhen in his dream.

Mo Wuhen opened the door and saw someone waiting outside.

"Oh, son-in-law, you are finally awake. If you don't wake up, our family will go in and wake you up."

A eunuch in the palace saw Mo Wuhen open the door, and immediately said respectfully.

"A bit greedy for bed!" Mo Wuhen said casually.

"Let's not talk about this, son-in-law, you quickly change into this wedding dress."

The palace man said, and handed over a set of clothes, which was also a Tang Dynasty wedding dress, a crimson beam crown dress, although it looked a bit cumbersome to wear, it also showed the royal style.

Mo Wuhen took the clothes, looked at them, and found that all kinds of cloud patterns were embroidered with gold thread, which would definitely be worth a lot if they were brought into modern times.

After a while, Mo Wuhen dressed neatly under the service of the maid, and walked out of the room.

Originally, Mo Wuhen planned to wear it by himself, but he found that he would not wear such a cumbersome wedding dress at all, so he could only temporarily indulge in feudal enjoyment.

"Uncle, here we come!"

When Mo Wuhen was listening to the palace people explaining the wedding process, he heard Cheng Chumo's loud voice from outside.

This group of second young masters in the capital heard that Mo Wuhen was going to get married, and they all scrambled to be Mo Wuhen's best man.

In addition to the friendship between uncle and nephew, they also want to take this opportunity to get close to other princesses. If they see each other right, they can also ask their father to propose a marriage to Li Shimin.

Mo Wuhen also knew a thing or two about their petty thoughts, he just hoped that they wouldn't fall in love with Princess Gao Yang.

Mo Wuhen rode a handsome sweat horse, dressed in a crimson groom's beam crown dress, with a big red flower hanging on his chest, and walked at the forefront of the wedding procession.

Originally, the maids planned to put makeup on Mo Wuhen, but when Mo Wuhen saw those white faces, he suddenly remembered the Japanese geisha costume, and waved his hand to express his refusal.

Mo Wuhen without any makeup is also so handsome, like some master readers.

Especially against the backdrop of the best man group, he looked like a handsome young man.

Start from the princess mansion and go straight to the palace.

Along the way, the gongs and drums blared, the suona played one after another, and the tune of "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" never stopped.

It was as if he wanted to let everyone in Quan Chang'an know that today was the day when he, Mo Wuhen, was going to marry Princess Changle.

Originally, Chang'an City was a big city for trade with various countries, even though it had just experienced a disaster, the crowds were still flowing.

What's more, all the common people knew that the protagonist of this wedding was a disaster relief hero, and they were waiting by the side of the road, intending to appreciate the honor of the son-in-law.

"Look, the one wearing the big red robe in the front and the flower on the chest is the son-in-law!"

"My son-in-law is really handsome. It would be great if my baby could marry such a person!"

"If it weren't for the son-in-law and Princess Changle, how could we have a good meal!"

Along the way, the common people spoke highly of Mo Wuhen.After all, people from the aristocratic family would not dare to block Mo Wuhen on such a day. Everyone in Chang'an City knows how much Mo Wuhen likes Princess Changle.

At the gate of the palace, the welcoming team was stopped.

I saw guards on one left and one on the right, holding red sticks, and said solemnly.

"Stop, you can't go in now!"

"Wang Ergou, today is my uncle's big day. You left the army and came to Qianniuwei with my father's help. What do you mean!"

Seeing Wang Ergou and Wang Ergou blocking the way, Cheng Chumo yelled directly.

"Young Master Cheng misunderstood, the emperor ordered that if the wedding party wants to enter, they want to give red envelopes!"

"Hahaha. On this day of great joy, bring it to your brothers to drink!"

Mo Wuhen laughed loudly, asked Fang Yiai to take out the red envelope, and handed it to Wang Ergou.

Seeing this, Wang Ergou was not polite. After accepting the red envelope, he bowed to Mo Wuhen.

"My son-in-law, what an offense, please come in!" Wang Ergou signaled the welcoming team to hurry in, then cleared his throat, and shouted towards the palace:

"The welcoming team is here!"