At dawn the next morning, the servants of the Fengxiang Hou Mansion began to set off cannons at the entrance of the house. Thousands of ringing whips were hung in a long line.
No matter when a person reaches a certain age, no matter what height he reaches the day after tomorrow, some things in his bones cannot be changed.
This kind of thing in one's bones does not refer to knowledge, cultivation, methods, and tactics, but habits that cannot be changed in a lifetime, as well as attachment and persistence to certain things that come from the depths of one's heart.
For example, the Marquis of Fengxiang, Mr. Zhang Laohou, was a very popular minister. In addition to being a marquis in the imperial dynasty, he also held a long list of honorary titles. However, in order to celebrate the joy of his marriage, the wedding event he held was full of local flavor.
The Zhang family's flowing mat is opened in front of the main door, leading to the busiest street in Chuzhou. There is no shed or various utensils, just tables and stools placed in the open air.
The dismounting stone and the majestic stone lion in front of the house, which symbolize the owner's illustrious military exploits, have been blackened by the open-air stove. Countless cooks and servants are busy in the makeshift kitchen.
The dishes are not exquisite, but they are better in one word: delicious.
Pots of stew and pots of pancakes.
Huge braised pig head, ruddy roasted chicken and goose, golden and crispy sesame cakes.
There are drawers of pork belly and buckets of deep-fried meatballs.
It's all meat, and there's not a trace of vegetarian food in sight. The portion is as big as a farmer's belly, it's astonishingly large.
The servants of Fengxiang Hou were shouting along the street.
No matter who it is, as long as they kowtow to the old Marquis at the gate of the Hou Mansion and shout out congratulations to the old master and his wife, they can sit down and eat, and everyone will be welcome.
As a result, people from almost the entire city of Chuzhou came and it was overwhelming.
White flour, white rice and meat are rare delicacies for people in this era. Many people simply bring their families with them. Some even old men and women carry pots, bowls and other things in their hands, presumably intending to eat again and again.
take.
What is even more surprising is that there are no private seats in the flowing banquet in the Hou Mansion. Some of the leading figures in Chuzhou City are a little disappointed. No matter whether they are officials in the yamen or famous scholars, they cannot put down their status and crowd with the common people.
Let's grab something to eat together?
However, in the widest part of the central hall of the Hou Mansion, there are more than a dozen dining tables with slightly more exquisite dishes.
It was specially set aside by Fengxianghou's Mansion to receive elderly people over seventy years old. These elderly people were specially sent by Fengxianghou from his hometown in the countryside.
When a banquet was held in the Marquis's mansion, there were no officials or distinguished guests, but it became a banquet for common people. Among the distinguished guests in the high hall, there were no distinguished guests, but they were old people from the countryside.
The whole world was filled with the strange smell of meat mixed with the smoke from firecrackers.
The old man put his hands behind his back, just like an ordinary old man, standing at the door with Zhu Yunxi to watch the fun.
It's not yet time for the banquet to start, but the street is already crowded with people, and there are countless people with heads all over them.
"Good guy!" The old man looked at the crowd and laughed, "Is this your f*cking enemy here?" He said with a smile to Zhu Yunxi, "There is no way to entertain guests here, this is inviting a pack of hungry wolves!"
"My grandson heard that Marquis Fengxiang didn't invite any officials, and even refused the congratulatory gifts from local officials!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile.
"There are so many old guys, but he didn't know about any of them!" For some reason, the old man sighed, "If we hadn't met by chance this time, I'm afraid we wouldn't have known about it either."
This is a bit strange. Not entertaining local officials and not accepting gifts can be said to be an expression of the old Marquis who abides by his duties as a man and will never let his truth slip. But not informing his former comrades-in-arms is somewhat unjustifiable.
Besides, with his dignity as a marquis, there is no need for the joy of resuming the marriage to be like this.
If the report had been reported to the court early, Emperor Zhu Yunxi would have had to let officials from the Ministry of Rites come with the imperial edict. Many dignitaries in the court would also be present.
Is he cautious?
In fact, at Zhang Long's age, no one would care about him even if he went too extravagant.
"He really regards this as a happy event!" The old man said, looking at the crowds of people on the long street, eagerly waiting for the banquet to begin. "That's how weddings are held in the countryside. It should not only be lively, but also show the wealth of the host's family, and more importantly
Ask for good luck."
"The official people have come, and the imperial edict has arrived. I have gained face, and it has also made my descendants' faces brighter. But after all, it is... a little less like what a happy event should be. At his age
, I’m tired of all the red tape. Isn’t it nice to be lively like this?”
Zhu Yunxi thought about it and said with a smile, "If you don't do it this way, you won't be down-to-earth and will have a sense of distance?"
The old man thought about it and smiled, "Absolutely!"
At first glance, it seems that what the old man said makes sense, but when you think about it carefully, it still doesn't make sense.
"Hey, that boy!" The old man suddenly shouted to the servants of the First House in the open-air kitchen, "Give us a plate of freshly fried chicken scombs in oil, and some salt and pepper. Hurry up, we want to eat them hot!"
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In the back hall of the Marquis Mansion, Fengxiang Marquis Zhang Long and Wang, who were wearing red wedding clothes, looked at the two Marquises Guo Ying and Cao Zhen in surprise.
"I mean brothers?" Zhang Laohouye looked unhappy, "My wife hasn't covered her head yet, what are you two doing barging in?" As he said that, he put the crutch in his hand sideways and said angrily, "Believe it or not.
Beat you two?"
"Brother Seven!" Zhang Longxingqi and Guo Ying smiled and called out their old names, "Isn't this a congratulatory gift for you?"
As he said that, he and Cao Zhen placed the boxes in their hands on the table carefully.
Zhang Long gave his wife a look, and she opened it carefully, then was startled.
All the yellow stuff in the box is gold.
"You two are trying to kill me?" Zhang Long squinted again, "You two brothers are just here. What are you doing with these things? Are you two treating yourselves as outsiders?" As he said that, he poked the neatly arranged gold bars with his cane.
"What do I lack?"
"Seventh brother!" Cao Zhen smiled and glanced at Mrs. Wang, "It's not for you, it's for my wife to buy a house!"
Guo Ying also smiled and said, "Your wife, the wife who is celebrating this wedding, does not have any natal family! Today, we two brothers will be the natal family of the madam. To put it bluntly, if the bride does not have a natal family, she will have no one to rely on in the big house.
This gift from us brothers is just one of the gifts. As long as my wife recognizes our brothers as her mother-in-law, she will come to us if anything happens in the future!"
Zhang Long was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly filled with tenderness and gratitude when he looked at the two of them.
"Take what our two brothers gave you, and keep it well!" Zhang Long said gently to Wang.
"Yes, Master!" Wang took it away solemnly, locked it in the cabinet, leaned down and said, "I would like to thank you two princes!"
The arrival of the old man and Zhu Yunxi was hidden from others, but not from Wang. Therefore, Wang also knew the identities of the two people in front of her. Although she behaved generously and dignifiedly, she was still scared and nervous inside.
"How many times have I told you, what a fucking slave, when you come to worship with me, you will be the master!" Zhang Long suddenly said angrily.
"Yes!" Wang said timidly, and then gently stroked Zhang Long's back, "Don't be angry, I just took medicine this morning..."
"Since these two brothers of mine are going to be your mother-in-law, you accept it now!" Zhang Long held Wang's hand and said with a smile, "If someone bullies you in the future, just go to them!"
Wang looked over in surprise for a moment, completely confused.
"Mrs. Sister-in-law!" Guo Yingcao was shocked, and they all saluted with clasped fists.
"Two uncles!" Wang replied hurriedly.
"Okay!" Zhang Long stood up with a smile, "On this big day, your brothers will eat and drink well. I have to go to the bridal chamber today, so I can't spend more time with you!"
"Brother Qi, I have to listen to the corner brother today!" Guo Ying said with a smile.
"Can you do it?" Cao Zhen leaned over and said with a bad smile, "I have medicine!"
"Get lost!" Zhang Long was furious and said with a smile, "When I got married for the first time, because you wanted to listen to the corner, Tang Dazui..."
As he said this, he couldn't speak any more.
Because the soup in his mouth is so delicious, he has passed away.
This chapter has been completed!