Chapter 197: Fortune for the Lord (27)

Yan Gui was suddenly crowned the king. He was originally given to the palace with humiliation, but in a blink of an eye it became a serious marriage.
No one knows why the emperor did this.
Even Yan Gui didn't know.
The little Taoist was complaining to Chu Zheng at this time: "Add money! I must add money! I have to be careful about everything in the palace now! Am I easy!"
"The people in the palace treat you as a guest, what do you want, are you not satisfied?" Of course Chu Zheng was very happy with his proposal.
A little Taoist who can add money is a good Taoist.
"You go to the palace to try." The little Taoist rolled his eyes: "I am a person who wants to wander the world, how can I smash in that palace wall."
Chu Zheng suddenly came to him on a big night.
He was sleeping soundly, when he was suddenly awakened, in a daze, listening to her say that he would let himself go into the palace to enjoy the blessing.
He woke up in a spirit.
What blessings do you enjoy in the palace? Decapitate?
However, she even let herself go to fool the emperor.
That tyrant, how did she come up with it! !
But in the face of the silver ticket...
The little Taoist gave in stubbornly.
Chu Zheng said two words coldly: "A lie?"
"..."
The little Taoist angrily put the bank note in his arms: "I won't tell you anymore. When I return to the palace, it will be over when someone finds it out."
Walking to the door, the little Taoist turned his head again: "Where did you get these prescriptions? I look a little familiar..."
"An old man sold it to me."
"...Don't tell me you are a blind old man?"
Chu Zheng nodded.
"..."
The little Taoist grinned his teeth with a weird expression: "I'll just say how familiar, where did you see him?"
Where does Chuzheng know where it is.
Just said let the little Taoist jump down from Qishan and walk along the west side.
Little Taoist: "..."
"You know him?"
"Yes." The little Taoist gritted his teeth: "I am a gift from his old man, of course I do."
"Your master?"
"Shit!" The little Taoist suddenly exploded: "He killed my daughter-in-law! We are unshakable enemies!"
"..." The old man is so amazing!
The little Taoist left aggressively.
It was not until a long time later that Chuzheng knew that the little Taoist's wife was a flower. The little Taoist was planted as a daughter-in-law when she was young, and raised as a daughter-in-law. As a result, if he didn't pay attention, he was taken into medicine by the old man.
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The site of King Jin’s Mansion used the old mansion, and there is no need for major repairs, just a little renovation, just hang up the sign of King Jin’s Mansion.
It was unlucky for the two parties to meet on the eve of the wedding, and Yan Gui kept this in mind, and did not go to Chuzheng.
The wedding is hosted by the etiquette department, and everything is done-the most expensive.
Anyway, the money came from the Royal Palace, and they can still get a handful of it. People in the Ministry of Rites are naturally happy.
On the day of the wedding, Yan Gui put on his wedding dress and stood in front of the bronze mirror, his white face stretched slightly.
The red dress makes the young man more like a mansion.
What lingers around is no longer the quiet and almost depressed breath, but the very comfortable joy.
The corners of his eyebrows stretched out, and light golden light shattered in his beautiful light brown pupils.
"Master, don't be nervous."
"No." The young man pursed the corners of his lips: "You can help me see it again."
"No problem, Lord." Xiao Guizi smiled and said: "You have let me watch it more than a dozen times."
The boy fiddled with the red silk on his chest, and took a breath: "Let's go."
"okay."
As soon as he stepped out of the Jin Palace, the boy was slightly stunned.
On both sides of the red-carpet-paved streets, crabapple flowers competed to bloom, scorching like sunset clouds and red.
The breeze blows, the petals of crabapples fall, and the whole street is intertwined with a dreamlike picture.
"So lovely."
"I heard that these were all planted by Miss Cheng. It may have been transported and damaged the trees. They did not bloom during the flowering period. I didn't expect them to bloom today."
"This is a good omen, right?"
"Hundred thousand begonias welcome her, Princess Jin is really happy."
"That's bad, right? This is what Miss Cheng has grown..."
The young man rode his horse across the Ten Mile Long Street, the fluttering robe, the raised red silk, and the falling begonia flowers, each picture was displayed like a picture scroll.
There were also many people in front of the palace.
This wedding was the grandest wedding they had ever seen in the imperial city.
Every object at the wedding is heard to be rich and luxurious.
Even the horse that King Jin rides is a BMW that is hard to find.
Yan Gui stopped in front of Cheng Wang's mansion, and someone stepped forward to stop him: "Oh, King Jin, you are early."
The boy blinked, feeling a little at a loss: "Yes, is it?"
"It's not yet auspicious."
The boy was cautious: "...Then I wait?"
People onlookers all around laughed.
The young man stood in the sea of ​​scorching begonia flowers, with his eyebrows lowered, waiting quietly.
But only he knew how powerful his heartbeat was and how fast his blood flowed.
He tried to take a deep breath to calm himself down.
But the fingers gathered between the sleeves still couldn't help but tremble, and the palms were full of cold sweat, tension and anxiety intertwined in my heart.
Good time comes-
The girl in Hongxia appeared surrounded by people.
If there is gold flashing on the red dress, it will shine in the sun as it moves.
"That is the set of Xijinfang..." Someone recognized the wedding gown on the bride.
"Gosh! That's the wedding dress that the shopkeeper of Xiujinfang took five years to complete."
"I heard that the princess didn't get it when she got married..."
"The wedding suit on King Jin seems to be from the Embroidery Workshop. It is the silkworm weaving golden brocade."
"Chengwang Mansion is really rich..."
The fabric of Xijinfang is easy to recognize, because only Xijinfang has this kind of fabric in the whole imperial city.
When you wear it on your body, it looks like a flowing cloud and looks very beautiful.
However, because fabrics are rare, apart from paying tribute to the palace, Xijinfang doesn't have much left.
Yan Gui rubbed the cold sweat in his hands.
The heartbeat is intertwined with the joy at this time.
In the light brown pupils, there was a sea scorching begonia, and the figure walking towards him.
The boy stepped forward and picked up Chuzheng, and walked towards the sedan chair.
Yan Gui wanted to talk to Chu Zheng, but at this time it was untimely and he could only put the person down.
From Chengwangfu to Jinwangfu, some people scattered the golden leaves and golden beans to the crowds on both sides.
The gongs and drums are noisy, lively and blessed.
Shili Changjie Haitang falls.
Qingjun red makeup flourishes.
Ancient weddings were cumbersome and troublesome. Fortunately, Chuzheng only needed to sit in the room. She had known it was so troublesome, so she would not do it.
Can't do that next time!
Chu Zheng pulled the hijab off his head.
Luzhu was frightened: "Miss, what are you doing?"
"Breathable." To be suffocated, the crown is so heavy, and the clothes are so heavy!
"No." Lu Zhu put the hijab on her head: "This is unlucky. You have to wait for the prince to come and uncover the hijab."
"Then you call him over." Chu Zheng said confidently.
"..." The prince was still outside dealing with guests.
Chuzheng still had to pull, but Lu Zhu couldn't do anything, so she could only tell her not to pull, she immediately called Yangui.
As soon as Yan Gui could care about the guests, he quickly returned to the room.
Lvzhu exited the room with interest, leaving a space for the two to be alone.