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Chapter 82 Welcoming Ceremony

This day is the day when the prince of Zhenbei and Princess Chang'an get married.

The news of their marriage spread two months ago. Looking at the Great Zhou, everyone knows about it.

Although many Jianghu knights regard it as a joke after dinner, sighing that fate is playing tricks on people. The former first genius of a thousand years will one day fall to marry a martial arts waste with no talent for cultivation.

But most people still bless this marriage.

After all, in recent years, the most good news they have heard is the news of the eldest princess in the south killing monsters.

Now, Prince Ning has taken over the position of the eldest princess, and there has not been a good news for half a year. The comparison between the two shows the style of the eldest princess in those days.

As for the prince of Zhenbei.

Everyone has no impression of him. They only know that his father, the prince of Zhenbei, is a hero.

It is because the prince of Zhenbei is in the north that ordinary people like them can have a peaceful life in the capital. They love his son and have a good impression of him.

In short,

Most of the people in the capital regarded this marriage as a happy event worth celebrating.

Therefore.

It was just dawn.

Many people and chivalrous men from the rivers and lakes gathered on both sides of the street from the palace gate to Renfu.

"The princess killed three fourth-grade monsters by herself. How proud she was!

At that time, there were even rumors that Emperor Zhaowu intended to concentrate resources to train her to become the second national martial saint. In a blink of an eye, she became a useless person and was forced to marry. The world has changed, and people have changed. It's sad and lamentable."

"Yes, if she married a good match, it would be satisfactory. It's a pity that she married the son of Zhenbei Wang, who was a tiger father and a dog son."

"By the way, the princess was poisoned and her appearance was extremely scary. I don't know if the son of Zhenbei Wang would be scared and flee back to the northern border when he saw her."

Two people from the rivers and lakes in tight clothes stood on the side of Sajin Street, shook their heads and sighed for a while, and then began to make fun of her.

What they didn't notice was that many people around them had already cast dissatisfied glances at them.

"I heard that the prince of Zhenbei is still a ninth-rank warrior. A ninth-rank warrior is a martial artist who refines his essence. If he wants to go further, he must embrace the Yuan and guard the One. In this case, on the wedding night, the princess will have to stay alone in the boudoir."

As soon as the voice fell.

The people around couldn't help it anymore and started to curse.

"Where did the bug come from! They are a perfect match made in heaven, and you, a monster, have to oppose it!"

A strong man eight feet tall spat at the two and cursed angrily.

"That's right! Gossiping behind people's backs is nothing!"

"You are still dressed like human beings, pretending to be chivalrous knights, what's the difference between you and gossipers?"

"If you have the guts, go to the prince of Zhenbei and say what you just said again, and see if the prince doesn't beat you half to death!"

He was scolded by these ordinary people.

The two people in the martial arts world were all furious. They stared at the crowd and gritted their teeth and said, "A bunch of frogs in the well, you know nothing!"

"I know nothing about your mother!"

The eight-foot-tall strong man could no longer hold back his anger. With his eyes wide open, he kicked one of them and knocked him to the ground.

"Fuck! I've been annoyed with these two sons of bitches for a long time! Let's beat them together!"

As soon as the voice fell, a hundred people responded.

The people around rushed up and kicked the two fiercely.

"You, you are looking for death!"

"Do you know who I am! I am the young master of the Qingcheng Sword Sect! You, you, don't... don't hit me in the face!"

Both of them are eighth-grade warriors, and their kung fu is not weak. If it's one-on-one, they can easily knock down the eight-foot-tall strong man.

But there are too many people on the other side.

Two fists can't beat four hands, not to mention that there are countless hands hitting them.

In the inner city of the capital, they dare not use weapons and can only passively take the beating.

At the beginning, they were still shouting with the protection of spiritual energy.

Within half an incense stick of time, the spiritual energy in their bodies was used up, and they were beaten.

While wailing, they protected their heads.

Another half an incense stick of time.

Finally someone rushed over.

"Stop!"

A loud shout.

The people retreated one after another, keeping a distance from the two, as if nothing had happened.

Only a middle-aged woman was a little slow, stepped on them, and then reacted and hurriedly dodged.

"Ouch. Stop it. Stop it."

The two people in the martial arts world curled up and wailed in pain.

Xiao Rongxue, wearing a Qilin costume and a sword on her waist, turned over and dismounted, and walked up to the two.

Looking at the crowd, expressionless, she said coldly: "What's going on?"

She originally planned to lead a team out of the city to suppress bandits. When she passed by here, she saw a group of people punching and kicking the two, and she couldn't stand it, so she stopped them.

The common people secretly glanced at Xiao Rongxue and the murderous guards with swords on the tall horses behind him, and all lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.

The two people who were beaten up saw Xiao Rongxue's clothes and immediately knew that he was a government official. They showed excitement on their faces and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, you are finally here. If you hadn't come, we would have been beaten to death by these unruly people!"

Xiao Rongxue looked at the two people, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, what's going on?"

The young man who claimed to be the young master of the Qingcheng Sword Sect was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and two teeth were lost. When he heard this, he got up from the ground, pointed to everyone, covered his face and said: "We brothers We just stood here chatting for a few words, and these unscrupulous people rushed up and beat us two brothers. "

"fart!"

The eight-foot-tall strong man said angrily: "If you don't insult the eldest princess and the prince of Zhenbei without any reason, why should we beat you!"

"You are such a mouthful. When did I insult the eldest princess and the prince of Zhenbei? Besides, I just did this, what does it have to do with you?!" The young man covered his face and gritted his teeth.

The eight-foot tall man wanted to say something else, but before he could speak, the cold voice sounded again.

"According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, those who insult nobles and nobles will be punished with twenty sticks and a hundred sticks in serious cases."

There is indeed this rule in the laws of the Zhou Dynasty, but it is just like the laws say that those who curse their grandparents or parents will be hanged.

In real life, similar situations are not uncommon, but the death penalty is still a minority.

Everyone turns a blind eye and no one takes it seriously.

Therefore, when they heard this, everyone was startled and subconsciously looked at the leading official.

Then he saw that the plain face of the official looked colder and colder, and there seemed to be a hint of anger in his brows.

"Big, my lord."

The two gangsters suddenly panicked. Originally, they wanted the officers to take the person who beat them into the Yamen, but now it seems that they may be taken in.

and.

They were insulting the eldest princess and the prince of Zhenbei, who could be said to be the most respected nobles.

If the crime is really carried out, he will be punished with a hundred rods.

This is going to cost lives!

"Sir, sir, how dare we insult the princess and His Highness the Crown Prince? We just mentioned a few words in casual chat."

Xiao Rongxue looked at him coldly, interrupted him and said: "Whether you have insulted the princess and the prince, it doesn't matter if you say it, and it doesn't matter if I say it, it depends on them."

As he spoke, he pointed to the common people who had just beaten the two of them, and said calmly: "I have important things to do, and I don't have time to chat with you. If officials come over, they have the final say on how to deal with you."

After saying that, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with them anymore, got on his horse, and headed out of the city with the servants of the Demon Suppression Division.

When the two Jianghu people heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Then they quickly realized something, looked at the people around them, and said in a trembling voice: "A few heroes."

"Call Grandpa!"

When the two people with bruised noses and swollen faces heard this, a touch of embarrassment arose in their hearts. Thinking of what the official had just said, they instantly became depressed and said in a trembling voice: "Grandpas."

Everyone looked at this scene and thought it was ridiculous.

Only one half-year-old child actually laughed out loud, causing a burst of laughter.

The air was filled with joy.

Time passed and it was soon time to apply.

In the streets and alleys, people were talking a lot.

In front of Ren Mansion.

Ren Pingsheng was fully dressed and, escorted by the guards, rode a tall horse covered in red brocade to the palace.

The journey was smooth and we soon arrived at the West Meridian Gate.

After dismounting, he entered the court room, put on his court clothes, and entered through the west corner gate of the Meridian Gate. He saw an official wearing a scarlet robe standing there.

The official from the Ministry of Rites beside him reminded in a low voice: "This is Mr. Zhao, the left minister of the Ministry of Personnel, conveying His Majesty's order."

Ren Shengsheng nodded slightly, stepped forward, stood upright, and bowed respectfully.

After a while, a solemn voice was heard.

"The way of husband and wife, the ethics of human beings, the timing of marriage, and the importance of etiquette. When an emperor's daughter marries, she must choose someone with a good reputation as her wife. This is a common principle between ancient and modern times. I now order you to be the Prince Consort Commander for the rest of your life. You shall be The way of a strong husband is not to be pampered, not to be arrogant, and to keep his family in check forever.

Ren Pingsheng saluted and said: "I accept the decree!"

After the ordination is over.

Ren Pingsheng was led to the west of Youmen.

Looking up, he saw an honor guard at the front and back of the eight-carriage sedan, all dressed in bullfighting uniforms, looking majestic.

Seeing this scene, Ren Pingsheng was slightly startled.

He originally thought that the emperor married Chang An to him, firstly so that he could come to the capital as a hostage, and secondly because Chang An's cultivation was deposed and her appearance was ruined, and he couldn't find a more suitable candidate, so he wanted to marry her as soon as possible. Perfunctory.

Now it seems that is not the case.

At the very least, the etiquette in the palace should exceed the standards for an ordinary princess to get married.

Ren Pingsheng thought wildly for a while, and under the guidance of officials from the Ministry of Etiquette, he came to the guard of honor, stood still, and waited quietly.

Time passes minute by minute.

After a while, he saw a tall figure walking slowly in the distance, surrounded by palace ladies.

The upper body is a red ruffled gold embroidered phoenix sunrise dress with large sleeves, and the collar and cuffs have patterns of phoenixes and phoenixes.

The lower body is wearing a bright red floral pleated skirt with gold embroidered phoenix and peonies, and the long hem falls behind her like clouds of smoke.

The gorgeous and colorful costumes are eye-catching, and the elegant and luxurious temperament makes people dare not look directly.

Ren Pingsheng looked carefully and saw that her fair oval face was covered with a red veil. Her appearance could not be seen clearly, but she could only see her cold eyes.

"The princess has arrived, please come forward." Beside you, an official from the Ministry of Etiquette reminded in a low voice.

Ren Shengsheng came back to his senses, stepped forward, stopped in front of the other party, bowed his hands and saluted, turned around, slightly bent his knees, and carried Princess Chang'an with a phoenix crown and a robe on his back.

Don't say it.

Chang An looked tall, and when he carried it on his back, he realized that it was not much heavier than Yun He.

I just lost some weight and don't feel like there's much meat.

Unlike Yunhe, everything is soft.

Ren Pingsheng was thinking wildly for a while, carrying Chang An to the sedan, and gently put it down.

Go to the side and stand.

Someone shouted: "Lift the sedan!"

The next second.

The sedan slowly rose.

Cheerful music started playing.

Ren Pingsheng followed him out of the Meridian Gate, and an official led a tall horse draped in red brocade.

He stood there and waited for the two palace maids to finish arranging his clothes and get on his horse.

Follow the road outside the palace gate to the busiest Sajin Street, and then return to Ren Mansion via Sajin Street.

The team was huge and stretched for hundreds of meters.

Many onlookers gathered on both sides, and they all cheered.

Dozens of palace ladies held flower buckets, filled with copper coins and colorful fruits, and scattered them towards the roadside, causing a scramble.

roadside.

In the crowd, a young woman looked at this scene with a look of envy on her face and murmured to herself: "I wish I could have such grandeur on the day I get married."

beside.

The young man standing side by side with her touched his nose and said nothing.

The young woman was in a daze for a while, then realized something. She turned to look at her lover with a bright smile: "If you think about it carefully, it may not be very good for so many people to watch. It is enough to have a few friends to celebrate."

The young man was startled for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hold the girl in his arms, feeling deeply moved.

The girl snuggled into his arms and continued to look at the mighty team.

Suddenly, when he saw the consort riding on a tall horse, he was slightly stunned and said in surprise: "Why do I feel that the consort looks familiar?"

The young man looked along and saw the consort's face clearly, and was startled: "This is not the one we saw by the Cailian River a few days ago. If he is the consort, who is the woman that day?"

He was deeply impressed. That woman was extremely beautiful and could not be the disfigured Princess Chang'an.

When the girl heard this, she realized something, pouted, and said angrily: "No man is good."

"except me"

The young man replied silently in his heart, and followed the girl to criticize the scumbag.

But when he looked at Ren Pingsheng, there was a hint of envy in his eyes.

Youshi.

The sun sets.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the clouds, like rays of rays, dyeing the blue sky golden and reflecting the splendor of the entire capital.

The honor guard stopped in front of the Ren Mansion.

Someone shouted: "Lower the sedan chair."

The sedan slowly lowered.

Ren Pingsheng walked to the sedan chair and gently opened the curtain.

As if in the palace, he picked up the people in the sedan and walked slowly towards the door of the palace.

The front door of the mansion has been covered with red brocade, and there are maids on both sides spreading flower petals.

He looked up.

Fiery red lanterns were hung high.

Colorful tassels everywhere sway gently in the wind.

There is an exquisitely crafted saddle placed on the threshold. The word saddle is the same as an, which means peace.

This is the custom of marrying a bride in the north, which is slightly different from that in the capital.

Ren Pingsheng carried Chang An on his back, stepped over the saddle that symbolized peace, and walked towards the main hall.

When he arrived at the entrance of the main hall, he gently put down Chang An, turned his head and looked around, and saw the cold white skin that was not covered by the veil, which was smooth and tender.

With her smoothly curved oval face, bright and clear eyes, and soft and fair skin, she is a standard beauty no matter how you look at it.

Was Chang An's appearance really ruined as rumored?

Ren didn't know this all his life. He only knew that he was about to have another relative in this world. Although the two of them had almost never met, it was extremely common in this era to get married first and fall in love later. Things like feelings would be slow in the future. Slow cultivation is just that.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's time to hold the bride's hand. We are about to worship heaven and earth!"

A familiar voice came from beside me.

Ren Pingsheng turned around and saw Jiang Chuyue standing not far away, reminding him with a smile.

The accounts of Tingfeng Pavilion haven't been settled last time, but you still dare to throw yourself into a trap. After the wedding ceremony, let's see how this prince will deal with you!

Ren Pingsheng calmed down, looked away, reached into Princess Chang An's wide sleeves, searched for a while, and touched a cold little hand.

He held it gently, as soft as boneless, smooth and delicate.

Compared with Xiao Rongxue, she is more willing to give in.

It's just a lot colder.

It was clearly early summer, but holding her little hand felt like holding a piece of ice.

Could it be Gong Han?

Think back and think about whether there is a suitable elixir and give her a good treatment.

As Ren Pingsheng was thinking this, a loud voice came from beside him.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Ren Pingsheng held Chang An's cold little hand and slowly bowed to the main hall!

"Second worship to the main hall!"

Facing north, bow down again.

"Couple greetings!"

Ren Pingsheng slowly let go of the cold little hand in his palm, turned around and faced Chang An.

now.

There was only half a meter between them.

Ren Pingsheng could clearly see Chang An's slender eyelashes and a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"With this bow, we will be husband and wife from now on."

Ren Pingsheng, who had been single for two generations, suddenly felt a surge of complex emotions in his heart, which was difficult to describe in words.

Take a deep breath, stop thinking about it, and bow down deeply.

opposite.

The same is true for Chang An.

The end of the worship service signifies the completion of the wedding ceremony.

What remains is the dinner for the guests and the wedding ceremony in the bridal chamber, which is to exchange glasses of wine.

The wedding room has been decorated, and it is the main room where Ren lives every day.

now.

Ren Pingsheng took Chang'an's hand again and walked slowly towards the bridal chamber. After an incense stick, he came to the door of the bridal chamber and saw Jiang Chuyue standing there, smiling and saying, "Prince has to accompany the guests to drink, and can only enter the bridal chamber after dark."

Beside him, the maid who had been following and scattering flower petals also said, "Prince, it's like this."

Jiang Chuyue chuckled and showed two shallow dimples: "Prince, don't worry, I'm here to guard, the bride won't run away."

Ren Pingsheng has been holding it in for so many years, and he is not in a hurry at this moment. He is just a little curious about how ugly Chang'an's face is under the veil.

"No matter what, it's nothing more than a face full of flesh and scars. It's not impossible to grit your teeth.

Anyway, it's all the same when the lights are turned off. At worst, I'll cover my face again, as long as I can respond a few words."

This was Ren Pingsheng's idea before he came to the capital.

After observing Chang'an up close today, this idea has disappeared.

Because Chang'an is much more beautiful than he imagined.

Long black hair, smooth skin, long eyelashes, and big eyes.

Maybe there is an extremely ugly face hidden under the veil.

At worst, let her wear a veil, which will be different.

Thinking of this.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly looked forward to the wedding night.

Walked out of the courtyard.

Back to the main hall.

The maids were busy putting dishes on the table.

The guards were carrying jars of wine.

There were a total of 16 tables, eight people at each table, and only a few seats were empty.

Most of the nobles in the capital, as well as the ministers above the fourth rank, sent representatives to attend the banquet and present gifts.

Although they didn't want to have any dealings with the Zhenbei Palace.

But this banquet was the wedding banquet of Princess Chang'an and the Prince of Zhenbei after all. If it was too deserted, it would not be acceptable for the royal family.

So, everyone gathered in groups of two or three, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere seemed very happy.

Met Ren Pingsheng. Everyone stood up, smiling, and congratulated: "Congratulations to the prince consort! May the prince consort and the princess have a happy marriage and have a son soon!"

Ren Pingsheng also smiled and bowed in return.

After a while.

The table was filled with delicacies.

Ren Pingsheng exchanged a few words with several nobles who were close to him, and then raised his voice: "Gentlemen, enjoy yourself!"

Everyone raised their glasses in response.

Then, they toasted one by one.

For Ren Pingsheng, the wine of the Great Zhou could only be said to be an alcoholic beverage. After drinking more than a dozen glasses, he was slightly tipsy.

After a few seconds of rest, he continued to toast, with a gentle smile on his face, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.

On a table far away from Ren Pingsheng. Several noble sons looked at Ren Pingsheng, shook their heads and sighed, and lowered their voices to say: "The prince of Zhenbei is indeed as rumored, he has the style of an ancient gentleman, but it's a pity that he has no talent for cultivation, and he will never achieve great things."

"Achieving great things is not necessarily a good thing. If he really has his father's talent, the debate in the court now is probably not whether to reduce the power of the vassal states, but how to reduce the power of the vassal states."

"That makes sense."

"By the way, I heard from my old man that the emperor's attitude has changed recently. The left assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, who was previously in favor of reducing the power of the vassal states and was reused by the emperor, should have been transferred to the Ministry of Personnel as an assistant minister half a month ago according to the original statement, in preparation for entering the cabinet next year, but it has been delayed until now, and the decree has not come down."

"There is this matter?"

"Indeed, my old man also said that the demon tribe in the south and the barbarian tribe in the north are going to join forces to make trouble. The emperor is afraid that reducing the power of the vassal states at this time will shake the foundation, so he suppresses the faction of reducing the power of the vassal states."

As soon as these words came out,

Everyone around him looked at him, their expressions solemn and their eyes like torches.

"Do you take Mr. Zhou's words seriously?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

The young man didn't expect that a casual remark would make him the focus of attention. He was a little flustered, forced a smile, waved his hand and said, "It's just a joke, a joke."

Everyone looked thoughtful when they heard it.

This young man surnamed Zhou was idle on weekdays and was not valued in the family, but after all, he was the legitimate son of the Minister of War, and what he said was most likely not nonsense.

The news that the demon tribe and the barbarian tribe were going to unite might have been heard by the Minister of War when he was chatting with others.

The fact that he could hear it meant that it was not top secret.

In other words, the matter of the demon tribe and the barbarian tribe uniting would be put on the table for discussion in a short time.

"The demon tribe and the barbarian tribe are located in the south and the north, spanning most of the Great Zhou. Why would they form an alliance?"

"The enemy is the same, so it's not surprising that they form an alliance. What we need to consider now is how to deal with it."

"The demon tribe is declining day by day. In addition, there are two powerful generals, King Jingnan and King Ning, supporting the south. There won't be any trouble for a while. I'm afraid that King Zhenbei in the north has been away from the battlefield for a long time and may not be as brave as he was in the past."

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The guests were talking about it.

Mr. Zhou realized that he had caused trouble and felt uneasy. After struggling for a long time, he stood up and opened his mouth to say something. Before he opened his mouth, he heard a sharp and feminine voice from outside the door.

"Pass on His Majesty's oral order! Give the prince of Zhenbei, Ren Pingsheng, a flying fish suit! A gold medal for entering the palace!"

The voice fell.

The whole main hall was silent.

The guests all widened their eyes and looked at the eunuchs at the door with disbelief.

There was only one thought in his mind.

Isn't the emperor going to reduce the power of the vassal states? Why did he give such a great favor to the Prince of Zhenbei for no reason?

On the other side.

Ren Pingsheng was a little confused when he raised his glass halfway.

Why was he rewarded with a flying fish suit for no reason? Was he asked to enter the palace to be a Jinyiwei?

Speaking of Jinyiwei, Ren Pingsheng suddenly remembered that when Cui Yu delivered the oral instructions, he said that after he got married, the emperor would assign him some work. Could it be that he really wanted to enter the palace to be a Jinyiwei?

"Prince, Prince, you should accept the reward first."

The noble son who was toasted was a little flustered when he saw that he was holding the wine all the time. He wiped his sweat and reminded him in a low voice.

Ren Pingsheng came back to his senses after hearing the reminder, put down the wine glass, walked quickly to the eunuch, and saluted properly.

"Your Majesty, I thank you for your grace!"

The eunuch gently put the flying fish suit and the gold medal in Ren Pingsheng's hand.

Then, he hurried forward to help him: "Your Highness, please get up quickly."

Ren Pingsheng straightened up and handed the flying fish suit and the gold medal in his hand to the guard beside him.

Looking at the eunuch, he lowered his voice and asked, "Does His Majesty have any other orders?"

You can't have come all this way just to send a piece of clothing and a plaque.

The eunuch smiled and said, "There is indeed an oral order. The emperor ordered me to tell the servant only to the prince."

Ren Pingsheng looked back at the main hall.

The shocked and frozen guests suddenly came to their senses and returned to their original state, toasting and chatting.

"Eunuch, do you think we should move to a secluded place?" Ren Pingsheng asked again.

"Not necessary."

The eunuch smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. It's just that His Majesty Yunhe cried in the palace today and didn't eat dinner. His Majesty felt sorry for him.

So he gave the prince a gold medal to enter the palace and asked him to come to the palace more often to accompany His Majesty Yunhe in his spare time."

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Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng was stunned.

What does this mean?

Flirting with girls by order?

The emperor is not confused to let his son-in-law accompany his sister-in-law, right?

The eunuch saw Ren Pingsheng looking at him with strange eyes, and immediately knew what he was thinking, and whispered: "What I just said is the emperor's will. I dare not falsely convey the emperor's decree. That is a serious crime that will punish the nine clans."

It makes sense.

Ren Pingsheng no longer thought about it, retracted his gaze, took out a silver note from his arms, stuffed it into the eunuch's belt, and said: "Thank you, eunuch."

"How dare I ask for the prince's money." The eunuch said hurriedly.

"This prince is getting married today, and it is human nature to give a red envelope. Don't refuse." Ren Pingsheng said.

The eunuch hesitated for a moment and said: "Then I thank the prince."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, exchanged a few words, and then returned to the main hall to continue toasting.

But.

This time.

The eyes of the guests in the room all looked at him and became a little strange.

The atmosphere was no longer as relaxed and happy as before, but became solemn and solemn.

Ren Pingsheng toasted everyone one by one. After finishing, he greeted the guests, walked out of the main hall, called the guards, and ordered: "After the guests leave, set up a few more tables of the same food, you can also taste it."

The guards were moved and bowed and said: "Yes, Prince!"

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly and walked back to the bridal chamber.

After a few steps, he saw Li Yong coming over.

"Prince, this is a letter from His Highness."

The Prince mentioned by Li Yong has always been one, the King of Zhenbei.

It's not easy for the old man to know how to reply.

It's worth it to send him a letter in advance to inform him of the date of marriage.

By the way, he and his mother are traveling outside, how did he receive the letter?

Ren Pingsheng had a lot of random thoughts, took the letter, opened it, and browsed it from top to bottom.

The content of the letter is always simple, vividly reflecting the vulgarity of the warrior.

"Son, you've seen what the princess you've been trying to marry looks like. You didn't listen to the old man's advice, and you're suffering now. The rice has already been cooked, and there's no point in regretting it."

"Damn! Old man, how can you say that to your own daughter-in-law!"

Ren Pingsheng complained in his heart and continued to read.

"Although your mother and I are very dissatisfied with this daughter-in-law, you are blinded by your greed and insist on marrying her. Your parents can't do anything about it. Since you're married, it's not appropriate for your parents not to give her something.

The bracelet was handed down from your mother's ancestors. It's not a good thing. Leave it to her to wear. The things your father gave her are still on the way. It's estimated that it will arrive in a year or two. That's all.

Don't worry, don't disturb me."

The wedding gift will take a year or two to arrive?

By then, the children will be able to help with soy sauce!

Ren Pingsheng complained in his heart, and then he couldn't help but worry.

What he gave, don't turn out to be the head of a barbarian warrior or something like that?

It's just a wedding gift, just give something casually, there's no need to fight so hard.

Thinking of this, he wanted to reply, but after thinking for a few seconds, he gave up.

A strong man of his father's level must have planned for a long time before doing anything, and it is impossible for him to change his mind just because of a word.

Now I just hope that my father and mother are really traveling around and giving him brothers and sisters, instead of doing things randomly.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, looked up at Li Yong, and asked, "When did the letter arrive?"

Li Yong replied, "Yesterday morning, the messenger said that His Highness asked to give it to you after the wedding ceremony."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly to show his understanding, and asked, "Where is the bracelet?"

"?" Li Yong looked confused.

Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned, and his heart sank: "There is no bracelet in the letter? The messenger didn't give you the bracelet?"

Li Yong saw Ren Pingsheng's expression, and immediately reacted, shook his head, and said seriously:

"I'm sorry, let's go find the person who sent the message!"

"For two days and one night, people are probably gone."

"You will die for your humble position!"

"If a bracelet is lost, it is lost. I can't blame you for this. I can only say that my father entrusted you to a wrong person."

The matter has come to this, and there is no point in getting entangled. Ren Shengsheng waved his hand freely and said casually: "You can go down."

"It is my humble duty to remember the figure and appearance of the person who delivers the message."

Li Yong looked unwilling and wanted to recover the bracelet.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at him sideways: "How do you know he's not disguised?"

Li Yong fell silent immediately.

Ren Pingsheng waved his hand and said casually: "It's my luck to get it, but it's my life to lose it. I never know when it will come back on its own."

"I understand the humble position." Li Yong said.

"Go down."

"I resign from my humble position."

Li Yong turned and left.

Ren Pingsheng walked towards the courtyard, and when he reached the corner, he saw a blurry figure standing in the shadows.

He was startled for a moment, then he concentrated his attention and took a closer look. After seeing the outline clearly, he immediately relaxed.

"Nvxia Xiao?"

After calling softly, he saw the person slowly walking out of the shadows, it was Xiao Rongxue.

Ren Pingsheng looked at her and was about to speak when he suddenly noticed blood oozing from her right arm. His heart sank and his eyes were full of concern as he asked, "What's going on?"

Seeing him looking worried and nervous, Xiao Rongxue was slightly startled. She followed his gaze and saw the blood on his shoulder. She understood what was going on and said casually: "The blood of the bandit was splashed on him."

Ren Pingsheng was a little worried, so he stepped forward and took a closer look, and found that there were indeed no wounds. Then he said: "A group of bandits, do you want you to fight in person?"

"if not?"

Xiao Rongxue shrugged, Feng Qingyun said calmly: "I have always determined to be a knight-errant. The life of swordsmanship and swordplay is the life I yearn for. This is good..."

"That's true." Ren Pingsheng said.

Xiao Rongxue looked at him, thinking of the concern that subconsciously showed in his eyes just now, she suddenly felt relieved, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and said: "A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold, don't keep the bride waiting too long."

After saying that, he patted Ren Pingsheng on the shoulder and walked towards the yard next door with the carefree appearance of a knight-errant.

"hiss--"

The pain hit, and Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath.

The place Xiao Rongxue slapped happened to be his wound, and the force used was quite strong.

"On purpose! This bitch must have done it on purpose!"

Ren Pingsheng felt the pain for a while before he recovered and walked towards the courtyard again.

This time, it was a smooth ride.

Only when we arrived at the door of the bridal chamber, we encountered another obstacle.

It was Chang An's junior sister and dowry maid, Jiang Chuyue.

"Your Majesty, the auspicious time has not come yet, you can't go in."

Jiang Chuyue stood at the door of the bridal chamber, spreading her arms and speaking in a clear voice.

Ren Pingsheng looked at her calmly and said calmly: "Aren't you pretending to be weak?"

Jiang Chuyue immediately put on a timid look, and said aggrievedly: "No slave."

The wedding night with flowers and candles.

Ren Pingsheng was too lazy to argue with her and asked, "When is the auspicious time?"

Jiang Chuyue replied: "I have to wait for another stick of incense."

The time it takes to burn a stick of incense is not very long.

Just wait.

Ren Pingsheng stopped where he was and raised his eyes to the sky.

The night was fading, and a gentle bright moon hung on the treetops, like a crystal clear gem inlaid on the deep curtain. Under the reflection of the stars, it looked somewhat enchanting and charming.

Ren Pingsheng stared at it for a while, emotions burst out in his heart, and he opened his mouth, wanting to recite a poem.

Before he could speak, he heard Jiang Chuyue's voice in his ears.

"Your Majesty, I have something to say to you."

Ren Pingsheng withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes.

At some point, Jiang Chuyue was standing in front of him, only one step away.

"Say." Ren Pingsheng had no good impression of Jiang Chuyue and said coldly.

Jiang Chuyue didn't care. She stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear: "I secretly told the prince that the senior sister has been thinking about the prince for a long time. It's just that the senior sister is a little different from ordinary people. She likes to be shy and do things. Not proactive either.

So when we enter the bridal chamber later, the prince should take the initiative, senior sister, she won’t say anything, but she likes it in her heart.”

Ren Pingsheng was startled when he heard the words. He didn't know whether what she said was true or false, or whether it was a mixture of truth and falsehood.

But it doesn’t matter.

He originally planned to control the rhythm by himself, and it made no difference whether Jiang Chuyue said it or not.

Ren Pingsheng was thinking this, and heard Jiang Chuyue say again: "Also... for some reasons, the senior sister's body is delicate, and if the prince wants to, she can only do it once a month.

Of course, if the prince does not dislike it, the servant can also serve the prince if the senior sister agrees. "

The little girl exhaled like a blue, and her voice was clear and sweet.

Ren Pingsheng had no ambiguous feelings.

After what happened at Tingfeng Pavilion last time, Jiang Chuyue could only get beaten when she was here.

After Jiang Chuyue finished speaking, she took two steps back, glanced at the sky with her big watery eyes, and said delicately: "The auspicious time has come. Prince, please come in."

Ren Pingsheng glanced at her and walked into the bridal chamber without saying anything more.

Push open the door.

The room was dark.

Only a few rays of moonlight shine through the gaps in the window.

"After waiting for two months, this moment has finally arrived."

This is the thought.

Ren Pingsheng put aside his distracting thoughts, stabilized his mind, looked at the bed, and called softly: "Madam."

outside the house.

The breeze blew gently, causing the leaves to rustle.

No one responded.

Ren Pingsheng looked at the cold figure on the bed and remembered what the little girl said before he came in.

Should I take the initiative?