The fairy is fierce

"Congratulations, Member Zuo..."

"You're welcome..."

"We haven't seen each other for two years, and Lao Qi is more handsome than ever. When my little niece heard that he was getting married today, she cried so hard that she couldn't help but persuade her..."

"Hahaha……"

On the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, red lights were hung high inside and outside the Zuofu Mansion, and the sound of firecrackers and the noise of guests came one after another.

Outside the gate of Zuo's house, relatives and friends carrying gift boxes came to the door one after another, and Zuo Hanlu stood at the door to greet them.

Zuo Lingquan stood behind him, calling his uncles and elders to come in and take a seat. Facing the teasing of the secular elders, he was a little overwhelmed, but he was still mostly happy in his heart.

For three days, Zuo Lingquan has been busy preparing for the wedding.

When it comes to weddings in the secular world, you don't just have to pay your respects when the time comes. There is a lot to prepare in advance. Even if you don't make a big deal, hang up red lanterns with happy words, and prepare for the banquet on the day, three days is still not enough.

As the groom's official, Zuo Lingquan naturally couldn't lie down in the room waiting for the wedding to start. He spent the next few days helping his parents and meeting uncles and relatives who came to visit.

On Jingxun's side, Zuo Lingquan went to visit once, but he didn't expect his ancestor to be guarding Jingxun's door as the eldest sister. He said to him, "According to folk custom, men and women are not allowed to meet before marriage," and drove him back. .

This is a custom among the people, and Zuo Lingquan couldn't resist his ancestor's tight and strong thighs, so he could only endure the short-term pain of lovesickness and wait for the wedding banquet to begin.

The other girls are naturally busy these days.

As the legitimate eldest daughter-in-law, Jiang Yi has been inseparable from Zuo Lingquan these days, meeting relatives and friends.

Qingwan, on the other hand, spent the whole day holding hands with Madam Zuo, saying "mother" every time, which made Madam Zuo almost regard Qingwan as her own daughter.

Lingye was more late-minded. In the past, he was in charge of the overall situation in the palace and had little contact with the family affairs. At first, he didn't know what to do, so he cut the word '囍' with Leng Zhu in the room; but after cutting As she was cutting, she realized that something was wrong. If she continued like this, let alone the boss, in Mrs. Zuo's heart, she might be reduced to being on an equal footing with Leng Zhu.

So Lingye couldn't sit still and began to circle around Mrs. Zuo, hurriedly helping.

Mrs. Zuo could naturally see what the two daughters-in-law were thinking. In order to prevent her son from kneeling on the washboard at night, she was very good at carrying the water bowl. She knew exactly what was right. She made Lingye and Qingwan smile while talking. , but no one can tell who my mother likes more.

As for Xie Qiutao and Lord Peach Blossom, they are guests and it is impossible for them to help. Xie Qiutao has been either studying the cannonball in the yard or walking around with dumplings for the past two days.

The Lord Peach Blossom is a bit special. After Mr. Wang, the 'divine fortune teller', said the words 'Peach Blossom Tribulation', the Lord Peach Blossom didn't take it to heart, but the elders of the Zuo family took note of it.

Mrs. Zuo had long since fallen in love with this child-friendly girl. When she found out about it, she naturally fell in love with her. She came here every day to inquire about her welfare. Overtly and secretly, she persuaded Master Peach Blossom to listen to Mr. Feng Shui and took this opportunity to get married together. He took Lingye and Qingwan to persuade him.

Madam Zuo’s kindness is hard to resist. Lord Peach Blossom can’t refuse, but it’s also impossible for Lord Peach Blossom to agree!

Therefore, I have been hiding in the east for the past few days, basically not seeing anyone during the day, and I only managed to hide when the wedding ceremony started today.

As the guests gradually arrived, the time also reached dusk.

Outside the newly decorated courtyard of the West House, a bunch of maids were crowding around and playing around. The room where Tang Jingxuan was located seemed a bit serious. ♦♦  ♦♡

Tang Jingxuan was wearing a fiery red dress and sitting in front of the dressing table. Her makeup was exquisite, her lips were as green as cherries, and she used the red nectar that Zuo Lingquan had given her for the first time.

Tang Jingxun's skin is extremely white, like fresh and juicy water tofu. Now paired with gorgeous makeup, her beauty is breathtaking. She is a little more gentle than the fairy in the sky and belongs to the human world, but she is three points more beautiful than the beauty in the world. The dust that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

If he smiled again, even Zuo Lingquan, who was already familiar with Jing Xun's face, would be stunned for a moment.

But Tang Jingxun couldn't laugh at this moment.

She is about to get married soon, and she has to break up at night, which is indeed very nervous for a woman who has never experienced it before; but the person who is getting married is the love of her heart, so this nervousness will not affect Tang Jingxun, let her sit down at this time The person who is grimacing in front of the dressing table is that he has not finished learning what he needs to learn before the wedding.

Tang Jingxuan's brows were filled with grievances, and he was still reading the ancient book carefully in his hand; Tuanzi was wearing a red vest, squatting neatly on the dressing table, whispering "Gurgling~", judging from his appearance, He should be singing quietly:

"It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married..."

The Shangguan Patriarch dressed up in a full dress stood behind Tang Jingxun, holding a wooden comb in his hand, combing his smooth hair. His posture was like that of a mother sending her daughter off for marriage, but her eyes were as serious as ever:

"There's still a quarter of an hour left. If you don't remember it all, don't get married today. Come instead to Lingye. Anyway, you are covered with a hijab, and outsiders don't know who it is."

Tang Jingxun had not rested for three days. Under the intense supervision of her ancestor, she must have memorized the memory, but she had no 'practical' experience at all. No matter how clear her memory was, she didn't know if something would go wrong at that time. .

"Good sister, I have never done any of this. If something goes wrong at night..."

"Have I done it?"

Ancestor Shangguan straightened Jingxun’s head and said in a deep voice:

"You have to make your own way to practice. I've given you the books. If you don't figure it out on your own, how long do you expect me to help you?"

Tang Jingxuan hesitated for a moment: "I really can't get it, how about I give the book to Xiao Zuo and let him come..."

"I taught you personally, but you haven't learned it yet. How can you teach Zuo Lingquan?"

"If the fire is really given to Xiao Zuo, wouldn't he have to go through a catastrophe? A lightning struck him during the bridal chamber..."

"It's only when you give him your natal fire and refine it for your own use that it will trigger a thunder disaster."

"oh……"

…

Tang Jingxuan asked a few questions but had nothing to say. Seeing that the time for worship was getting closer and closer, her mind was inevitably focused on today's big day. After thinking about it, she said again:

"There doesn't seem to be any urgency about giving birth to fire, right? Can we wait until tomorrow... or the next time we have sex to study this?"

This proposal is theoretically possible.

But Tang Jingxun didn't concentrate on studying the method tonight, so he just went to the bridal chamber, lying down, relaxing and enjoying himself.

Tang Jingxun was distracted, so Shangguan Ancestor was naturally less stimulated. If she was made to roll her eyes and stick out her tongue, she might not even be able to stop her by closing her six senses...

Ancestor Shangguan said solemnly: "It's up to you, but I have never used this method. If this method requires a virgin, Zuo Lingquan will completely miss it.

Tang Jingxun's expression turned bitter, and he had no choice but to sweep away any luck he felt in his heart, and continued to remember all the details.

Not long after, there were footsteps outside the room, and Xie Qiutao's smiling words:

"The groom is here! Sister Jingxun is probably waiting impatiently inside..."

Seeing this, Tang Jingxuan quickly put the book into his sleeves, stood up and returned to the bed to sit down, pretending to be an obedient young lady.

Shangguan Patriarch's eyes showed a moment of confusion, but he still took the red hijab and covered Tang Jingxun's head.

squeak

The door opened, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came in.

Tang Jingxuan couldn't see with her hijab, but she could still feel who the person who came in was. Zuo Lingquan was walking in front, followed by Xie Qiutao, Lord Peach Blossom, Leng Zhu, and a group of little maids, and the sounds of joy and excitement were also heard. Then listen to:

"Cousin Yu..."

"Call Second Sister!"

"Uh...hehe..."

"Yingying, don't block the way and delay the time. Let him carry the bride out."

"Yes, let Mr. Zuo pick up the bride quickly. The dumplings are still waiting for dinner."

"grumble?"

Tang Jingxuan bit her lower lip. She really wanted to interrupt, but she didn't dare to speak at this time. She just pinched the hem of her skirt nervously.

Soon, a pair of beautifully embroidered boots appeared on the ground in front of the bed. Her clasped hands were held by big hands, and a familiar voice came from in front of her:

"Xun'er, let's go to the church..."

For the past few days, Tang Jingxun had been focusing on the matter of dual cultivation. Subconsciously, he felt that worshiping in the church was just a formality when things came together.

But when he heard his fiancé say these three words, and the time of worship was approaching, Tang Jingxun's mind still went blank, and many indescribable feelings came to his heart at the same time.

"Oh...Xiao Zuo..."

"Shh..."

The man's back appeared under the hijab, and his clasped hands were separated and placed on the man's shoulders.

Tang Jingxun didn't know why, but he felt so panicked. Fortunately, the hijab covered his face, which slightly relieved the tension in his heart. She leaned forward slightly and lay on the man's back. Her legs were hugged and the man carried her on his back.

"Oh~"

"Haha, give way quickly..."

Tang Jingxuan listened to the commotion in his ears, his cheeks turned red with shame, but he did not dare to move. However, the further he walked out, the more people around him, and he could hear the sound of firecrackers ringing around him.

Perhaps sensing her nervousness, the man in front of her comforted her softly:

"Don't be shy, we are all family members."

"I'm not shy, I just haven't done it before. My damn mother-in-law just taught me... She didn't teach me how to do it..."

"Haha, it's very simple. I'll put you down later, listen to the master of ceremonies, step over the brazier, and then worship the heaven and the earth. It's almost the same as on the stage..."

"Really? You have to pull me..."

"That's natural..."

Tang Jingxun did not dare to hug Zuo Lingquan's neck in public, but held the robe tightly on his shoulders. It felt like he had walked for a long time before he entered the lobby and settled on the red carpet. There was a brazier in front of him.

Tang Jingxun's hand was held, and an aunt's joyful shout came from beside her:

"When the bride passes through the fire and smoke, she will have more wealth and children next year; she will not be upset if she respects her parents-in-law, and everything will be prosperous if the family is harmonious..."

Tang Jingxun knew she was going to marry her, but she was a little nervous and couldn't control her strength. She tapped her toes and almost ejected from the spot.

Fortunately, there were two Lords taking care of her, and nothing went wrong. An invisible force came from behind, pressing her down, and she passed the brazier lightly. Another burst of laughter rang out in the hall full of guests...

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to Gaotang!"

…

The emcee's energetic shouts spread throughout the hall and inside. Hundreds of guests stood on both sides or sat in the middle of the banquet, watching the two newlyweds dressed in red and bowing to the two elders in front of the hall.

The hall was very spacious, and there were several tables of female guests sitting near the front. The girls who had followed Zuo Lingquan were among them, sitting on one table.

Seeing the joyful atmosphere in Zuofu, the eyes of several girls who have been working on the monastery all year round have different expressions.

Jiang Yi's face was full of smiles, and her manners as a lady were on full display, but she looked at Tang Jingxun's back with sour eyes, and her fingers almost crushed her skirt.

After all, as the eldest daughter-in-law of the Zuo family, Jiang Yi had never worshiped Heaven and Earth before. She and Zuo Lingquan had already completed the process of getting engaged and signing the marriage certificate. Before they had time to hold the wedding ceremony, the two of them ran outside.

There are not many relatives and friends in the practice, and they wander around all year round. When they become Taoist couples, they are motivated by heaven and earth or by their teachers. They have no habit of holding big banquets. Jiang Yi naturally follows the local customs in the country, but only then does she realize that wearing a hijab is not a good idea. The bride is so enviable.

Wu Qingwan also didn't go to court, she even got on the bus first and paid for the ticket later. She didn't even vow to make each other before the wedding, so naturally there was a little thought in her eyes. Realizing that Jiang Yi's eyes were sour, she said softly:

"Are you a princess? Next time you come back, let Ling Quan organize a big wedding for you in the capital. I...I will accompany you to get married then."

"May I?"

"There should have been one, why not..."

Shangguan Lingye sat next to him, holding the side of his face with his hands. He seemed not to care, but in his heart he was quite envious of this feeling of worshiping heaven and earth in this secular world.

Seeing Jiang Yi and Qingwan discussing about holding a wedding ceremony, Shangguan Lingye was also moved. He hesitated and looked to his side:

"Master, I'm getting married to Zuo Lingquan. The Nine Sects know very little about it, and now they think I'm the Crown Princess of Dayan. Do you want...Master?"

The Shangguan Patriarch was wearing a gorgeous winter skirt and was sitting on the table. Even though he was not showing off, he was still squeezing the girls at the table. Outsiders could tell who was talking at a glance.

But for some reason, Patriarch Shangguan was a little lost in thought at this time. His eyes were on Zuo Lingquan, and he didn't listen to Lingye's words at all. He waited for Lingye to call, then he looked away and said calmly:

"You have to make up your own mind about your own private matters."

"oh."

Shangguan Lingye smiled softly when he saw that his master did not object.

Lord Peach Blossom sat beside Ancestor Shangguan, noticed her trance just now, and said doubtfully:

"Yutang, what are you thinking about? Is it possible that you are like them and want to worship?"

Shangguan Patriarch was not thinking about the worship hall, she was thinking about the bridal chamber!

However, this cannot be told to outsiders. The Shangguan Patriarch shook his head slightly:

"This disciple was distracted while reporting on the sect's affairs."

To communicate with disciples and disciples thousands of miles away, there must be fluctuations in spiritual energy or soul. Lord Peach Blossom sat beside him without noticing it at all, so he didn't believe it. However, the Shangguan Patriarch was of high moral character, and Lord Peach Blossom did not delve into this issue.

Xie Qiutao was also sitting on the table, holding a dumpling in her arms to feed her. When she saw the newlyweds being sent into the bridal chamber after the ceremony, she couldn't sit still and whispered;

"Are we going to have a wedding party tonight? When will we go there?"

Regarding the matter of having Jingxun's bridal chamber, I once had three daughters-in-law lying on their stomachs while Jingxun watched them, so naturally they were very enthusiastic about it.

Shangguan Lingye was about to make eye contact with Qingwan and ask her to prepare the tail and send it over in the evening, but he didn't expect the master next to him to interrupt:

"The harmony of yin and yang is a big deal, don't interfere with them."

Shangguan Lingye thought that making trouble in the bridal chamber would not cause any big trouble, and would at most make Jingxun ashamed. But when the master spoke, she could only give up the idea, and several girls who were eager to give it a try naturally nodded.

The banquet at the wedding ceremony was very lively. Although the bride was sent into the bridal chamber, Zuo Lingquan could not leave the guests alone and just start licking the white jade tiger.

After sending Jingxun to the wedding room, Zuo Lingquan began to toast to the guests, including his wife's table.

Normally, the family would know that the groom has something important to do that night and would not force him to do anything about it, but a few jealous wives would not care about this rule.

Jiang Yi smiled and said auspicious words such as "I will have a son soon". She held a wine bottle in her hand and wanted to force it into Zuo Lingquan's mouth. Lingye was about the same, Qingwan was a little more reserved.

Zuo Lingquan originally thought that he could calm down for a while when he and Lord Peach Blossom came here, but he didn't expect that his ancestor was more enthusiastic than the three little wives. He touched Lord Peach Blossom's wine gourd and chatted with a smile, but refused to let Zuo Lingquan. Ling Quan left, with a posture that completely wanted to knock Zuo Lingquan under the table.

Needless to say, Lord Peach Blossom is toasting to Patriarch Shangguan. Do you dare not to toast her? If you miss a cup, you will be remembered for the rest of your life.

Fortunately, no matter how bad Zuo Lingquan's cultivation was, he still couldn't finish several glasses of wine. After spending a long time to deal with the two Lords, he said goodbye to the many guests and returned to the back house in the name of sobering up.

When the woman at the table saw this scene, she naturally understood what Zuo Lingquan was going to do, and her eyes looked strange.

Ancestor Shangguan knew that it would be difficult to survive tonight, so in case Zuo Lingquan was in a hurry and started to do it directly, she put down the wine glass in her hand:

"Eat it, Yingying, come with me."

Lord Peach Blossom had been drinking for three rounds and was in high spirits. When she heard this tone, it was strange that she was willing to follow her. She frowned slightly:

"You haven't finished your meal, why are you leaving? Do you know the rules? Come back and sit down."

The Shangguan Patriarch dared not sit down, but he couldn't say harsh words. He said softly: "Come here and help me." He turned around and left.

Lord Peach Blossom looked a little confused, hesitated for a moment, then put down his wine glass and followed the Shangguan Patriarch to the back house:

"Shen Shen Na Na, if there's anything we can't talk about until we finish drinking..."

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I wrote a little less today...