Bang bang bang, crackle, croak, croak!
In front of the Fengxiang Hou Mansion, thousands of firecrackers shook the sky again, and among the smoke filled the air were faces full of joy.
Inside the mansion, joy suddenly erupted.
The musicians who had received enough red envelopes puffed out their cheeks and played the song Birds in the Phoenix, making the gongs and drums noisy.
Above the lobby, there were dozens of guests watching the ceremony. Some of them looked like honest old farmers in the countryside. These people were the old men Zhang Long invited from his hometown in the countryside, and they were all distinguished guests of the Zhang family.
Everyone had a smile on their face, except for the children and grandchildren of the Zhang family. Although they were wearing new clothes, their faces were forced to smile.
No one would be able to accept this matter for a while. The old man is so old, but it is different to take a concubine. This is equivalent to finding a baby mother and a ready-made grandmother for them. And this will be the case in the future.
The mistress of the mansion is still a slave in the previous mansion, so where can I put the faces of the men of the Zhang family?
The old man stood next to an old man with gray hair and a few teeth, "Brother, how old are you?"
"Eighty-four!" the old man said tremblingly, his weathered wrinkles trembling.
"Oh, it doesn't look like you have a strong body!" the old man said with a smile.
"Why are you so tough?" The old man said with a smile, "Seventy-three, eighty-four, if the King of Hell doesn't invite me to go, it's only a few damn days left!" He said, swallowing, "In terms of seniority, I can be regarded as Marquis Fengxiang's.
Cousin, I have to call her sister, and his mother calls me uncle. His father and my mother’s father are two aunts and brothers..."
The old man murmured, and the old man and Zhu Yunxi looked at each other. The old man was confused by both of them, and even after a long time they couldn't figure out who they were as relatives or their seniority.
"The new guy is here!"
The housekeeper of the Hou Mansion roared loudly, and amidst the joy of the musicians, Zhang Long was dressed like a bridegroom with a red flower on his chest, leaning on a cane in his left hand, and holding the hijab-clad Wang with his right hand.
Come out slowly from behind.
The smile on his face makes people envious from the bottom of their hearts.
"Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yunxi whispered, "Look at the old Marquis, he can walk smoothly!"
The old man also watched happily and whispered, "That's not Shunguai, it's the root of the disease left behind when Wang Baobao's men shot an arrow into the rib fork when they beat Fengxiang!"
The Battle of Fengxiang was the most difficult and important battle during the Northern Expedition to the Yuan Dynasty.
The Ming army went north to attack Qingyang, Gansu Province. In order to cut off the Ming army's front, Wang Baobao commanded an elite army and attacked Fengxiang, the flank of the Ming army.
At first, Wang Baobao thought he had picked up a soft persimmon, because there were famous generals such as Feng Shengtang and Fu Youde on the Qingyang battlefield, while Fengxiang's guard Zhang Long was somewhat unknown.
But when there was a real fight, Wang Baobao realized what it meant to be difficult and what it meant to be a desperado.
Zhang Long personally fought at the top of the city, and Wang Baobao's general He Zongzhe shot him in the right rib with an arrow. When the Yuan army cheered, Zhang Long appeared again at the top of the city, broke the arrow branch, and chopped off the head of the Yuan army who climbed the city.
, hung around the waist.
Marquis Fengxiang made great contributions in that battle, and he was granted the title of Fengxiang Marquis with a meal of two thousand stones, and his descendants were hereditary commanders.
"Worship heaven and earth!"
The old Marquis pulled Mrs. Wang to kneel down and kowtow.
"Two thanks to Gaotang!"
The couple kowtowed to the ancestral tablets of the Zhang family.
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"The banquet is open!"
The servant outside the Hou Mansion shouted, and the crowd swarmed up like a tide.
It was obviously a wedding, but these uninvited guests were pushing and yelling at each other because they were too slow to get a seat.
As a result, the servants of the Hou Mansion had to pull away and try to persuade him, sweating profusely.
"Some of it is meat, some of it is wine. The Marquis said that there will be a flowing banquet for three days and three nights. You can eat whenever you come. Don't fight and don't crowd. Who the hell is kicking me? Don't step on me.
Shoes, don’t step on them..."
With great difficulty, all the places that could be seated were occupied, and the places that could not be seated were also crowded. The servants of the Hou Mansion began to serve the dishes with trays.
The last pot is empty and the last bucket is empty.
Li Jinglong, who was standing at the door watching the excitement, felt dizzy.
He turned to Deng Ping and said, "Have you seen this formation?"
Deng Ping shook his head and said, "This is eating your enemies!"
There was a lively banquet outside and the food started to be served inside.
The old man, Zhu Yunxi, Guo Ying and Cao Zhen were sitting alone at a table.
The two old killers laughed as they watched Zhang Long and his new wife toast the village elders, while the old man competed with a plate of torn bones.
"Everyone is eating well and drinking well. There is nothing to entertain." Zhang Long greeted the village elders with a smile, "When I leave, each person will bring back two hundred kilograms of white flour and a piece of cloth. This year is the Chinese New Year, I'm afraid I will
I can’t go back to the countryside to hold a banquet, so just treat it as an early New Year’s gift to everyone!”
"Ah, you're not coming back?" the old man who claimed to be Zhang Long's cousin said through his teeth, "Then who will shovel your parents' mountain?"
"Cousin, please help me quickly. I'll have someone send you some paper money and tribute as tribute." Zhang Long said with a smile.
"middle!"
"thanks!"
"Shouldn't this be a fair share? Your father is my great-uncle..."
Zhang Long made a toast there, and then went to the old man's side to toast again.
"Your Majesty..." Zhang Long held the wine glass, "You gave it to Zhang Luo for the first wedding, and you are here for the last time. My life is complete!"
"That's nonsense!" The old man was displeased, "Let's try and get another son out!"
"It won't work!" Zhang Long shook his head and said with a smile, "In that case, I'm not living up to expectations!"
"Hahaha!" Guo Ying and Cao Zhen grinned.
After Zhang Long finished the toast and sat at the banquet, the children and grandchildren of the Zhang family, led by Zhang Long's youngest son Zhang Rui, knelt down to serve the wine.
"The sons (grandchildren) congratulate their father!"
Zhang Long looked at the children and grandchildren in the hall, and with a straight face, in front of everyone, he pointed at the Wang family next to him, "What else?"
The children and grandchildren of the Zhang family bravely said, "Congratulations to mother!"
"Hey, why didn't Zhang Long get married to Zhang Lin?" The old man looked on and suddenly spoke in a low voice.
Zhang Lin is the eldest son of Zhang Long and the consort of Princess Fuqing.
"Shameless!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "He is back. Should the consort kneel to his stepmother?"
The old man's face immediately dropped, "You bastard, his father was running around to arrange his wedding, and he didn't show up for my father's happy event. What a shame!"
"Today, in front of our relatives in the countryside and these guests in the hall, I want to say something ugly!" Zhang Long said loudly over there, "If I marry her, she will be the wife of the Marquis Mansion. In the future, you dare to
Anyone who disrespects her is disrespecting me!"
As he said that, he looked at his children and grandchildren again, "Remember this for me, this house belongs to me, to me and my wife, not to you. Don't think that I am going to die, and don't act like a fool."
"It's your turn, no less. But when I really have that day, don't worry about what I should give to my wife!"
Hearing this, the old man suddenly raised his head and said in surprise, "What's the matter? Do you want to separate the family?"
Zhu Yunxi was also full of surprise. This happy day...?
I heard Zhang Long continue to say, "While everyone is here today, I will simply talk about the funeral."
"The sacrificial fields at the tomb of the old house in the countryside and Zhuangzi are owned by the public. From now on, your eldest brother and your wife will look after them together and it will be under their control. All proceeds will be used for the maintenance of the ancestral tombs and for the education of the children of the clan.
, weddings and funerals.”
"This Marquis Mansion also has six shops on the street, owned by Madam."
"A farm of 386 acres outside Chuzhou, with four houses in the city and two bedrooms."
"The one in the capital has eight bunks, two of which go into the courtyard and have three bedrooms!"
"The money shared by the family will be divided equally between the three houses!"
As he said that, the old Marquis looked at his children and grandchildren, "Who has any objections?"
No one dares to have an opinion.
When no one spoke, the old Marquis said again, "That's it, you can kowtow to your mothers and grandmothers again!"
The descendants of the Zhang family bowed down reluctantly again. Zhu Yunxi and the old man looked towards Zhang Long, only to see the other party smiling and bowing their hands to them, then raising their wine glasses.
The old man stood up and walked over with Zhu Yunxi, held down the other person's body as he was about to get up, and laughed softly, "Why do you have to do so on such a happy day?" Then he whispered, "Do you want me to reward you?"
"No more, that's enough!" Zhang Long smiled, holding the old man's hand, "My children and grandchildren are not that good, we can't keep it!" As he said that, he lowered his head and coughed twice.
"Don't worry, what happened today, between us and him..." The old man pointed at Zhu Yunxi, "It is a witness!"
Zhang Long smiled and said nothing, looking very tired.
But he still managed to stand up and said, "I have to go outside to toast, otherwise the neighbors will say they don't understand etiquette and will make fun of me!"
The old man nodded, "Go!"
Zhang Long took two steps, suddenly turned around and smiled, then bent down slightly, "In this life, everything you wish for will come true, and there is nothing you can't let go of!"
Having said that, move forward again.
Zhang Long's back walked away, and the old man turned to Zhu Yunxi and said, "After dinner, let's go on the road all night! It's someone's happy event, let's not..."
At this moment, suddenly, the Zhang family's exclamations came from outside.
"master!"
"father!"
"grandfather!"
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Fengxiang Hou Zhang Long suddenly left.
With a smile on his face, he wore the groom's official clothes and walked away holding a wine glass.
Before leaving, he still held the new wife's hand with his other hand.
There was no sign of this at all, but there were signs everywhere.
"No fucking one!" Guo Ying sighed.
"Brother Qi!" Cao Zhenhu said with tears in his eyes, "You are in for a treat!"
Zhu Yunxi looked at the old man's face. The latter tried his best to control it, but the muscles on his face were still trembling.
"Grandpa Huang, have you noticed it?" Zhu Yunxi asked in a low voice.
"I didn't expect it to be so fast! We thought we could delay it for a few days. We were so happy that we didn't rush over!" The old man sighed.
Zhu Yunxi listened to the cries, looked at the busy Zhang family, and then said to Guo Ying and Cao Zhen, "You two go and reveal your identities to the Zhang family and calm down the situation!"
In a big family, the old man left just after explaining the division of the family, leaving behind a new daughter-in-law. Maybe if someone instigates it, there will be a commotion soon.
"Yes!" the two of them said, walked among the descendants of the Zhang family, and began to take care of things.
Marquis Fengxiang's happy event turned into a funeral in an instant.
The red colored silk was removed and replaced with white cloth, and the musicians turned into mourning and music.
Laughter turns into crying and also into tears.
What remains unchanged is the flowing water mat outside the door.
The diners were still smiling and happy.
That's fine, we can handle weddings and funerals at the same time.
This chapter has been completed!