Spring Banquet

Angrily said: "I'm leaving."

"Walk slowly and don't give it away." Huaiyu waved at him.

Turning around and walking for two steps, Lu Jingxing stopped, still couldn't help but turn around and asked her, "Do you know how to worship the church?"

"How do I know?" Li Huaiyu curled his lips, "I've seen you and Xu Xian worship the handle, I guess they are about the same, they all shouted Guan Erye, and then bowed their heads in salute."

Lu Jingxing: "..."

So, when she "married" with him two years ago, she said something in her mouth, saying "Guan Erye is on top"?

After a moment of stunned, Lu Jingxing laughed blankly, his body shaking a little.

"What's the matter?" Huaiyu looked at him inexplicably, "What are you laughing at?"

"Swiping" the fan to block his eyebrows, Lu Jingxing muttered: "Ancestor, did you know that Guan Erye doesn't care about marriage?"

"Really?" Huaiyu scratched his head. "Just leave it alone, what's the big deal?"

Lu Jingxing didn't speak any more, stood up straight, and left without looking back.

Huaiyu looked at his back and felt that he didn't lie to her, and Jin's mood was really not good.

"Then don't congratulate you." She murmured.

In the next few days, Li Huaiyu was busy preparing for marriage and learning the rules, and she taught a lot of mother Lori, and she responded um, ah, and didn't even listen to a word. The day before the wedding, Bai Dezhong came over to ask her not to be nervous.

Li Huaiyu is really not nervous, she only prays that there will be no trouble in this marriage.

However, the day did not fulfill everyone's wish. On the day of marriage, she had just changed her favorite clothes and something went wrong.

"Where did this come from?" Bai Liang stared at the flowers blooming on her body, rich and rich and Tilian, with an ugly face, "Where do I prepare your wedding gown?"

Looking at her in the mirror, Huaiyu asked, "Am I not good at wearing this suit?"

"You...you don't take my auntie in your eyes!" Bai Liang said angrily. "You have to wear this set, right? Okay! If you wear this set, let's not eat the wedding wine. Up!"

As soon as these words came out, Lingxiu next to him became anxious: "How can my mother's family not eat wine on a big day?"

The rule of the Northern Wei Dynasty was to set up a banquet to welcome the relatives. The number of "maiden seats" was set up at the banquet. Other people marry their daughters, and all their relatives have to go and fill the table. They are good, but they can't even tell.

"The four girls have climbed up to Lord Ziyang. They have high vision and don't need our relatives." Bai Liang snorted, "Since there is no need, what shall we do?"

"you guys……"

Reaching out to hold Lingxiu, Huaiyu yawned: "Let’s get dressed first, don’t delay the hour."

Look at her attitude. Bai Liang's face turned blue, and he stared at her angrily, "Don't beg us later!"

After speaking, he turned his head and took away all the aunts and uncles in the house.

Lingxiu's eyes were red, and she whispered: "How can such a person be an elder, and it will be embarrassing when I am happy."

"Leave them alone." Huaiyu said, "It doesn't matter if they don't go."

"How can it be okay!" Lingxiu stomped her toes and explained, "If you don't sit on the maiden's banquet, the Jiang family will look down on you in the future! Besides, there are so many people at the banquet, they vacate the seats, didn't they ask the guests to watch the jokes? ?"

"It's already like this, not just let them go?" Huaiyu shrugged, "I won't change this wedding dress anyway."

Lingxiu was speechless for a while, anxious for a while, she could only sigh.

However, Bai Liang's and others are far from stopping like this.

The dowry for the marriage has been carried to the South Campus, but after checking the list, Lingxiu frowned: "Why are you missing twelve burdens?"

The dowry that Bai Meng had prepared for Bai Xuanji was a total of twenty-six palans. Not to mention less, this figure is extremely unlucky. Anyone who sees it will frown.

"It really doesn't stop." Li Huaiyu was a little irritable.

The people coming and going in the mansion were all very busy, and the group of Bailiang family was sitting next to Bai Xuanji, but they all sat in the pavilion watching the show.

"Against us? See who is the loser!" Bai Liu said proudly, knocking the melon seeds, "I think it's great to get a wedding gown, and she will look good later!"

"There are a lot of people watching the excitement outside." Bai Xuanji smiled, "The dowry is carried out, and each family has to discuss and compare. Even if she enters the gate of Jiang Mansion, she will not be straight in the future."

"It's not just that it's not straight? Do you know that the second youngest wife of the Jiang family? When we got married, the dowry was shabby, and the maiden family was not full of people. Do you think the second youngest son of the Jiang family takes her seriously? Three concubines, tsk tsk, pain!"

With that said, everyone felt relieved, arranging the painful days of Bai Zhuji, and laughing happily for a while.

However, smiling, there was a commotion at the gate of the mansion.

Bai Xuanji turned her head, and saw everyone embracing a man in a happy suit coming in. The man is used to wearing light colors on weekdays, and he is all red today. Not only is it not strange, on the contrary, that face is even more handsome. The pupil is like ink, the lips are pursed, and the cuffs are gathered at will, and they can be gathered three points and seven points elegantly. No longer inadvertently raised his head and looked forward, the spring of April fell on his eyebrows.

There was silence in the pavilion.

Everyone looked at Jiang Xuanjin in silence, watched him go across the front courtyard to the South Yard, and then watched him take out the white Zhuji with the hijab.

"As long as I can enter his door, who cares how hard the future will be?" someone said very quietly.

Bai Xuanji pursed her lips and pressed her face, looking at Jiang Xuanjin's back, feeling very unwilling. She couldn't help thinking, if she hadn't robbed Bai Zhuji in the marriage, would it be her who Ziyang Jun is going to marry now?

"You have to be prepared."

In front of the White House, Li Huaiyu, who was wearing a hijab, whispered to the human who was holding him: "A lot of accidents may happen today."

"It has already happened." Jiang Xuanjin said.

"Huh?" With a start, Huaiyu reached out and grabbed his sleeve. "What do you see?"

"I didn't see it, but I felt it." He stretched out his hand to squeeze her, and he frowned. "I haven't seen you in a few days. You are heavier."

Li Huaiyu: "..."

What's so unexpected! She has been making up her body for this period of time, and she was surprised if it was not heavy!

Gritting her teeth, she gave him a pinch, and it was too late to say anything. The bride arrived in front of the sedan chair, put it down, and was stuffed in.

Lingxiu followed by the sedan chair and looked back nervously.

"It's auspicious hour, start—"

Xi Niang yelled, and the big sedan chair lifted off the ground. The welcoming team moved forward, and the bride's dowry was also carried out from the house with a burden and followed behind.

The entrance of the Bai Mansion was crowded with people watching the excitement, some who admired Ziyang Jun's incomparable grace, and some expressed emotion that Miss Bai Si had a good destiny. Of course, more good people were staring at the dowry behind him.

Jun Ziyang gave the White Mansion a betrothal gift of thirty-six dans, which can be regarded as the highest rule under the emperor for courtiers to marry. So, what is the intention of Bai Mansion to marry his daughter?

"one two Three……"

There were a lot of people counting, and Bai Liang and others also followed out to watch the jokes. What about taking Bai Xuanji's dowry? The only one who carried her to Jiang's Mansion today was the fourteen pallets, which was more shabby than the second wife of the Jiang family!

"...Thirteen, fourteen!"

Seeing that the red load was counted to fourteen, it was broken. Bai Liang waited to whisper, and laughed first. Fourteen, there are few and unlucky dowries, what is the discussion of people in Kyoto?

The people who counted were also surprised, frowned and stopped. They were about to talk, but they caught a glimpse of the broken 14-dan dowry behind the sudden explosion of firecrackers!

"Cracking--" The sound was deafening, and instantly overwhelmed the welcoming suona gongs and drums, drawing everyone's eyes away.