major general

Upstart Fu Jijiu is going to marry Wen Le, Major General of Zhenguo Mansion!

Who Marries Who?

Who else can marry whom? That's the Major General!

The rumor spread to everyone's ears in just one day.

On the day of the wedding, it rained in the morning.

Wen Le didn't fall asleep all night. When it was raining, he got up and looked around, frowning impatiently.

Si Zhu lay outside, heard the movement, lit a candle, handed the hot hand stove to Wen Le, and said, "Master, what's the matter?"

Wen Le looked at the drizzle falling outside, and said, "Jing is here, I'm afraid he'll get wet."

Without a subject, Sizhu also recognized who it was, and said with a smile: "Young master, the young lady came here in a sedan chair, how can she be drenched in the rain."

It was only then that Wen Le remembered that although the other party was a man, he was married to his wife, so it was naturally different from riding a horse into the mansion as usual.

After a long time of persuasion, Si Zhu persuaded Wen Le to go back to sleep in the room.

It didn't take long before it became lively outside.

Sizhu pulled himself together, took a red headband to tie up his hair, and then called four or five boys into the room.

The old lady of Zhenguo Mansion didn't like the female family members in the house, and she was afraid that Wen Le would be entangled in the housework. Girls rarely appeared in Wen Le's house, even if they were married.

Several boys entered the room and quickly brought over the wedding dress hanging behind the screen.

It took a quarter of an hour to put on the three other clothes there.

Wen Le finally woke up after getting dressed, and Zi Lin combed his hair at the back, before reaching the crown, the hair could not be coiled, it could only be tied with a rope embedded with oriental pearls and gold threads.

After tidying up, Zilin pulled people out.

The weather is just right after the rain, neither hot nor cold, the slippery ground is dried by the belated sun, and there is a rainbow far away.

"It's the handsome young man." Zi Lin said.

Wen Le smiled, scratched his chin, and looked at Mao Mao outside the house.

Maomao also dressed up well today, tied the red silk into a big flower and put it on her chest, she always thought it was something to eat, always wanted to lower her head to bite, but Si Zhu patted her head, she couldn't even sneeze. With vigor.

Riding a horse, Bunle is much taller than others.

He is usually a fool and never rides well, but today he rarely sits up straight, and many daughters throw flowers at him on the street.

Wen Le remembered that when he was at the border, he turned his head and killed many Xiongnu, and there was no clean place around him.The same is true for those people in the city, throwing Gesang flowers at him.

It seemed that the blood all over his body was not blood, but glory.

The glory that belongs only to the Zhen Guofu.

Bunraku caught a flower, it was a Bingdi lotus with beautiful peach pink on the tip of the petals.

Wen Le twirled the flower branch, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it.

From Zhenguo Mansion to Fu Mansion, one south of the city and one north of the city, it used to take a lot of effort.

Wen Le got off the horse, looked at Ma Cheng wearing a red velvet hat outside, and smiled.

Ma Cheng immediately went back to the house and shouted: "The new uncle is here!"

Fu Xiaoyu was not wearing a hijab, but was wearing a wedding gown.

He has never liked bright colors, but today he is very happy about the red wedding dress, which was chosen by Wen Le himself.

The fabric is different from the usual ones. It is densely embroidered with the word "囍" in dark patterns. Wenle hired a famous embroiderer in the city to rush to embroider it. The word "囍" uses multiple fonts, and embroiders exactly a hundred of them, which is a good match for a century. meaning.

Fu Xiaoyu took a look at Wen Le, and stepped into the sedan chair with her lips curled up.

"Get up!"

Wen Le sat on the horse, and Fu Xiaoyu sat in the sedan chair.

The distance that could have been reached in half an hour turned out to be an entire hour.

Fu Xiaoyu lifted the curtain and looked out. On the road from the south of the city to the north of the city, Wenle did not leave, and went around the entire Jinlin City with the joy of playing gongs and drums.

The children stood by the side of the road, waiting for the girls and boys with packages in their hands to drop their wedding candies, and when they picked up one, they had to say auspicious words.

A hundred years of good marriage, good luck, early birth of a precious son.

Fu Xiaoyu wanted to roll her eyes, but she couldn't stop her smile. She really wanted to give birth to Wen Le, but she was happy to give birth to Wen Le.

I really don't know what Bunle looked like when he was a child, but he is definitely the same as now, cute and handsome.

The sedan chair finally stopped, and the people playing the gongs and drums outside were so sour that they wanted to scold their mothers. They heard that the Zhenguo Mansion was generous, and they would have known that they would have to play for so long today. Those who bargained should get half of the reward.

The matchmaker in charge of the process said to Wen Le: "Please also ask the major general to kick the sedan chair door."

Kicking the car door is a saying.

He said that he was afraid that the bride would be ignorant, and that the husband would have to give her a warning on the first day of the wedding, and know who is in charge of the house.

Wen Le got off the horse, ignored the matchmaker's nagging, directly opened the curtain, and stretched out his hand to Fu Xiaoyu.

Fu Xiaoyu shook it, only to find that the opponent's palms were covered with sweat.

It turned out that he was more nervous than he imagined.

Stepping over the brazier and worshiping the high hall.

Fu Xiaoyu entered the bridal chamber first.

He didn't know how many times he slept in this room. When Wen Le got angry and kicked him out, half of the room was filled with weapons and half with military books.

Now it was cleaned up, and those bloody objects were thrown into the nearby courtyard, where his calligraphy and painting, inkstone, and those well-preserved ancient books were placed.

The red "囍" characters can't wait to plaster the whole room.

Fu Xiaoyu walked around the whole room with a smile, and finally found a note on the desk.

[Cakes are placed in the cupboard to cushion the stomach]

Where is the bride who still remembers to eat when she gets married!

Fu Xiaoyu cursed in her heart, but she couldn't help but lament how appropriate Wenle is now.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, eating spring pancakes slowly.

Wen Le also has a lot of things going on outside, the emperor came just as soon as Fu Xiaoyu entered the bridal chamber.

The old lady and Wen Le looked at each other, and knelt down to welcome her.There were also quite a few officials who came to the wedding, crowded and knelt on the ground.

Emperor Wen didn't sit for a long time, and after beating Wenle, he took Jiang Yu and left.

Before the stool was warm enough to sit on, His Highness Ninth Prince came again.

The ministers of the court and the central government scolded the street in their hearts, thinking that Fu Xiaoyu and Wen Le had a lot of face after all, a new rich man, and a prince accompanying them, they couldn't afford to mess with either one.

Zhou Chong was not like his father who came here to do superficial kung fu. After Yan Zhou shouted excuses, he went into the room and sat on the upper seat, chatting with the old lady.

The old lady of Zhenguo Mansion believes in Buddhism, so she doesn't see people all the year round.But at any rate, he is his grandson, so how can he not miss it, so he didn't care about anything else at the moment, and talked about Wenle with Zhou Chong.

Zhou Chong said that Wenyue is diligent and courteous, which is even more impressive today.

The old lady paused, glanced at Zhou Chong, and said with a smile: "It is a blessing for Wenle to be loved by His Highness Ninth Prince. How dare you ask for anything else."

Zhou Chong drank his wine with a smile, and said, "I feel the same way."

Foxes, one old and one young, were talking about Wenle, while Yan Zhou stood behind Zhou Chong, pouring wine for him from time to time.

Wen Le didn't know many people in the palace, most of the people who came today were Fu Xiaoyu's colleagues, but as a man and wife, Fu Xiaoyu couldn't come out to toast one by one on the day of their marriage, so the officials who felt bored left one by one.

After seeing off the last group of people together with Zhou Chong, Wen Le breathed a sigh of relief.

It was getting late, and after a busy day, there was not a drop of water.

The old lady called Wen Le, looked at his red face, and said, "Didn't you drink too much?"

Zi Lin on the side said: "Don't worry, old lady, half wine and half water, Zi Lin knows it well."

Wen Le also laughed, lifted the hem of his clothes, and kowtowed to the old lady again.

The old lady sighed secretly, got up herself and helped Wen Le up.

Wen Le refused to get up, so he knelt down in front of the old lady, lay down in front of her knees, and said, "Grandma, grandson is considered an adult today."

The old lady felt sour, pinched his nose and said: "Your ancestors, parents and elder brother are all at the border and on the south bank, resisting the Huns and Japanese pirates, and you can't get back from your birth. Can you complain?"

Wen Le shook his head and said, "No complaints. Wen Le knows that they are supporting Wen Le."

The old lady pushed Wen Le's forehead back, and said, "Go back to the house, don't make Xiaoyu wait."

After paying homage to the old lady, Wen Le walked to his yard.

Sizhu followed closely behind, looking at Wenle's back, Sizhu couldn't help but lowered her head and touched her own head.

Sizhu is the son of a family, and has grown up with Wenle since birth.Wen Le went to the border, and he followed, killing the Huns together with Lausanne.

Those days were free.

Bunraku is now married.

But in the end it was the major general he was in awe of, no matter what, he was still the major general who could kill all the prairie wolves.

Just as Sizhu was thinking, when he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he looked up and found that Wenle was gone.

It turned out that when he was in a trance, Wen Le flew back to the courtyard with lightness kung fu, who would come back as stupidly as he did.

Sizhu: "..." Memories belong to me alone, Bunle has started a new life, hey.

Ma Cheng was standing outside the gate of the courtyard, that man couldn't change his ruffian appearance, so he restrained himself from Fu Xiaoyu.

The two looked at each other, and stood guard outside without saying a word, and if they didn't go into the yard, they were afraid of hearing something they shouldn't hear.

There were not many candles lit in the house.

Wen Le took wine from the table, walked up to Fu Xiaoyu, and said, "Bring a glass of wine."

Fu Xiaoyu looked at him with a smile, got up to take a glass, kissed him, and drank it neatly.

The two sat on the edge of the bed, Fu Xiaoyu took out a Xipa from his sleeve, Wen Le got a little drunk and watched him put the Xipa on her head.

There was no movement for a while, Fu Xiaoyu raised a corner and said, "Why are you standing there, don't you want to lift the bride's Xipa?"

Wen Le wanted to laugh, thinking about the purpose of all this extravagant action, but seeing Fu Xiaoyu's smooth wrist, he still couldn't hold back, leaned over to kiss his Adam's apple, followed the Adam's apple up, and kissed Fu Xiaoyu under the handkerchief. lips.

The hipa is not big, blocking the light of the candle.

It was rare for Fu Xiaoyu to hand over the initiative to Wen Le, opening his mouth and allowing Wen Le to invade the territory recklessly with the smell of alcohol.

A bite mark was left on the Adam's apple, Wen Le rubbed against Fu Xiaoyu's nose, and asked, "Do you regret it?"

Fu Xiaoyu looked at him with a smile, the light was blocked by Xipa, except for the red in his sight, it was Wen Le's drunken face.

"Who would regret marrying the one they love?"

Only then did Wen Le laugh, pulled Xipa and threw it on Fu Xiaoyu.

Dongzhu made a collision sound under his movements, Fu Xiaoyu's hair also fell apart, and the hairpin was thrown under the bed, both of them smelled strongly of alcohol.

That was Zhuangyuanhong that Zu Jun buried in the yard.

Only when you are married and you are an adult can you take it out and taste it.

The author says:

Zha Lang@游目目目打见