The son is on the bottom, the general is on the top

Outside the door, apart from the welcoming team, there were crowds of ordinary people watching. Yu Wenfei was wearing the same style of wedding dress, sitting on a tall horse against the sun, and he was indescribably handsome.

When Wang Qi and the others who were waiting outside saw Su Ziqing walking out, they all surrounded him.

Lin Xuan looked like he was about to cry, "Ziqing, don't forget to write to us when you get there."

Su Ziqing smiled slightly, "I will."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow."

Zhao Mingcheng just felt ashamed, "Okay, Lin Xuanzhi, this is a great day for Ziqing, why are you crying, everyone is watching." But after speaking, his mouth tilted, and tears glistened.

"You must live a good life with the general." Ma Wenshan's eyes turned red.

Wang Qi stared at him and said, "Treasure!"

Su Ziqing nodded, "Treasure."

Seeing that the time had come, Wen Yufeng on the side told her in a polite way, "Ziqing, this married man follows his husband. After getting married, he must abide by his wife's morality, don't be jealous, and be diligent and thrifty in managing the house. Don't show your face like before. ..."

"Haha, Ziqing doesn't need to be like this. He will marry me and just be himself." Yu Wenfei interrupted her, and then called to the charming Su Ziqing in red, "Ziqing, come up."

Su Ziqing stared at him blankly, and in an instant, thousands of thoughts came to his mind. Seeing that he was not moving, Cui Er hurriedly touched him to remind him, "My lord, it's time to get on the horse."

As soon as Su Ziqing stretched out his hand, Yu Wenfei lifted it up vigorously, and sat sideways in his arms.

Yu Wenfei looked up and down, with a smile in his eyes, and whispered in his ear, "Ziqing is so beautiful today."

Su Ziqing smiled slightly, "The general is also very heroic."

Seeing that the couple had already mounted their horses, the master of ceremonies shouted, "Let's go!"

With the sound of firecrackers and the sound of gongs and drums getting louder, Yu Wenfei pulled up the reins to let the horse turn around. Suzhou De, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help but said, "Ziqing, your things in your courtyard, father will always Keep it."

Su Ziqing didn't look back, and responded with lowered eyebrows, "Well, thank you, dad."

The wedding party began to move forward slowly, and the people consciously moved away from the street. The potted flowers lined up on both sides were extremely beautiful, and the firecrackers continued all the way, as if a red carpet had been laid.

The great general got married, and almost everyone in the capital ran out to watch the excitement. They couldn't help but be amazed when they saw an iron cage being pulled by the team, and a huge/big white tiger was trapped inside.

But probably frightened by the sound of firecrackers, the white tiger buried his head and covered his ears with his two front paws terrified, and tied a big red flower on his head, causing many little dolls to cheer.

In the crowd, there were also people dressed as scholars who said regretfully, "This general likes masculinity, it's not like he's wasting his good reputation for nothing.

A scholar followed up and said, "That Su Ziqing looks gorgeous and charming, but he is a man after all!"

"Isn't it? In broad daylight, it's simply offensive!"

The women holding flowers and cheering at the side stopped when they heard their voices, and quickly surrounded them, staring at them fiercely.

"You...what are you going to do?" These thin scholars were forced to lean together and swallowed tremblingly, feeling that they had met a tigress.

Seeing how cowardly they were, the women gave a smirk, with a look of contempt on their faces, "What do you know, the general and Second Young Master Su are heroes and beauties, they are so good together."

"What kind of match?" the scholar was brave enough to argue with his neck up, "Isn't this man's marriage with a man messed up, and how can he conceive offspring? The so-called love between men and women is the right way!"

Several scholars immediately echoed, "That's right."

"Bah, that's right, you're so tall, why is it messed up when you marry the person you like? You are married to carry on the family line, so don't compare the general with you bookworms!" A woman scolded angrily, holding the flower in her hand and throwing it at him. They immediately held their chins and showed a nympho look, "I just like men like the General, and I'm not afraid to let the whole world know."

"That is to say, I originally thought that there is no woman in the world who is as beautiful as Mr. Su, but now I see that only the general can be worthy."

"The general is tall and mighty, and the second young master Su is as beautiful as a flower. It's very pleasing for the two of them to stand together."

The few scholars were so shocked that they couldn't speak, and they trembled their lips for a while and said, "You girls are simply unreasonable!"

Several women looked at each other and reached an agreement. Grinding their teeth, they rolled up their sleeves, "Sisters, fight!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", no one noticed what happened here...

At this time, a woman was tired from beating, she stretched her waist and looked at the scene in the distance, she pointed there excitedly and screamed, "Ah, ah, look, it's the flowers of the four masters of the capital!"

"Flowers are like brocades!" The women no longer cared about beating people, and ran there frantically, "Young man, I'm here!"

At this time, the welcoming team slowly passed by the pavilion of a restaurant, the red gauze was flying, and a coquettishly dressed man was dancing the gauze, dancing gracefully.

Yu Wenfei and Su Ziqing glanced at each other, making the team stop to watch.

Although the flower is like a brocade is the body of a man, but who can match that figure, he dances softly but with strength, his dance is gorgeous and charming, and his gestures are all enchanting. He is one of the four heroes of the capital, a lonely and self-admired person, and he has never been in such a beautiful place. Many people danced in front of them, but today was an exception, which opened everyone's eyes.

After the dance was over, Hua Sijin gathered up her veil, took the flower basket handed by the maid, walked to the railing, and scattered the petals inside, "Today you two are married, I was entrusted by a friend, just now Let's send each other off with a dance, and I wish you two a hundred years of piano and music, and a hundred years of happiness together."

Yu Wenfei cupped his hands and thanked, "Thank you, Playboy, for presenting the dance."

After walking a little further, a man with black hair and white clothes appeared in front of him, standing there like a painting. Beside him was a table with paper and ink. The person who recognized him shouted, "It's Mr. Meng!"

Meng Changjun didn't say a word, he just clasped fists with Su Ziqing, then turned around, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand dipped the brush in the ink, the ink was swaying, and the tip of the pen was flying like a phoenix. The gesture of the couple snuggling on the horse is drawn.

As soon as the drawing was finished and the seal was pressed, he cleaned up his pen and ink, and flew out the paper, "General, catch it!"

"Thank you, Mr. Meng!" Yu Wenfei performed lightness kung fu, lifted the scroll in mid-air, and sat back on the horse.

Meng Changjun gave up, picked up his desk and disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

The common people couldn't help bustling together, "I never expected to see the four heroes of the capital appear at the same time today."

"It seems that the general really has a lot of face. Not only did he get a marriage from the emperor, but even the four elites of the capital came to congratulate him. I wonder if he will be lucky enough to hear 'Prince Baili' play a song later."

"Isn't it? If I can see a dance, a painting, a song and a beauty today, I will have no regrets in this life."

While talking, someone yelled out, "Oh my god, you are really a prince of Baili!"

The mighty team has arrived at the city gate, and Baili Xianzhi sits calmly on the city gate, with the breeze blowing gently and his clothes fluttering.

As soon as he plucked the strings, even the beating of gongs and drums fell silent, people held their breath, and the beautiful notes flowed out slowly...

Under the bright sun, countless flower petals blew from nowhere, Su Ziqing looked up, someone held his hand, beside him was Yu Wenfei who wanted to spend his whole life with him...