Lao Zhu felt that no one who was not crazy could do such a thing. But Han Du did it despite clearly not being crazy.
Old Zhu's angry eyes flashed fiercely, he turned his head and stared at the old eunuch fiercely, and said: "Pass the decree, the wedding will be held on time."
"Old slave, I obey the order." The old eunuch bowed his head quickly and did not dare to say a word. He left the palace and went to deliver the order.
...
Ouyang Lun was dressed in a bright red wedding dress today, riding on a tall horse, looking high-spirited.
Originally, he had some objections to marrying Princess Anqing. Ouyang Lun thought that since he had already won the Jinshi, and he was still so young, he would naturally achieve greater results if he embarked on an official career. But now that the emperor has decreed,
He had no choice but to accept it.
But when Han Du wanted to get involved, and he found out about it, he regarded being able to marry Princess Anqing as revenge against Han Du.
Although the two had no grudges in the past except for the fact that Princess Anqing made them interact, Ouyang Lun was very jealous of Han Du.
Han Du is a little younger than him. Although he is only a civil servant, no one would think that if Han Du takes part in the examination, he will not be able to get a Jinshi, and maybe he will be a first-class Jinshi. Moreover, Han Du is also in charge of treasure money.
Why can't Ouyang Lun be jealous of a well-known fat-water yamen in the capital like Tijusi, with an official rank of the sixth rank?
But now it's better, today I can let out Han Du's bad breath.
Ouyang Lun saw the procession of sending off the bride slowly coming from the palace, and he thought with pride, "So what if Han Du is capable? Doesn't his beloved want to worship him today?"
After receiving the team, Ouyang Lun turned the horse's head and gave the order, "Let's go! Drive!"
...
After Han Du was full, he continued to sit and drink tea. While drinking, his eyes looked towards the end of the street from time to time.
Seeing the huge wedding procession emerging from the street, Han Du casually put down a banknote on the table. He stood up, picked up the guqin beside him, walked to the street and sat on the ground.
The people on both sides of the street were stunned when they saw Han Du, dressed in white, sitting on the ground and playing the piano with both hands, blocking the middle of the street where the wedding procession was. The people quickly came to their senses.
This person wants to cause trouble. He dares to cause trouble when the emperor marries the princess. I have to say that the person in front of me is very courageous.
However, watching the excitement is not a big deal. The bigger the event, the more excited they become. After others learned that the person in front of them was Han Du, they became more excited and blushed on their faces. They fantasized
The scene they were about to see made everyone lament that this trip was not in vain.
Ouyang Lun walked all the way and was very proud of himself on the horse. When he saw people on both sides of the street casting envious glances at him, it made him feel like he was floating in the clouds, which greatly satisfied his vanity. He thought to himself
He said, 'I didn't expect that marrying a princess would have such benefits. This scene is no different from the parade on horseback in the past!'
Just when Ouyang Lunzhi was feeling satisfied, a burst of singing came along with the sound of the piano.
“Beauty is not born from a mortal womb;
It should be the spiritual growth of immortal weapons;
Since you are a magic weapon;
Why are you more affectionate than me..."
Ouyang Lun saw Han Du standing in the middle of the road at a glance. Seeing that he was dressed in white, his face could not help but darken. Today was his special day, and Han Du was wearing white clothes. Without thinking, he knew that this was to bring bad luck to him.
of.
It's a pity that Han Du will be disappointed, and he has been prepared for it.
Ouyang Lun's lips curled up into a sneer.
"Sir, would you like some of the younger ones to go up and get this person away?" A man dressed as a servant asked Ouyang Lun, holding his hands in front of him.
"No need." Ouyang Lun smiled generously and waved his hand to stop him.
Looking at Han Du, he said sarcastically: "I heard that Jiaofangsi's libretto is one of the best in the capital. I have never had the opportunity to broaden my horizons. I deeply regret it. Now that I have the opportunity to listen to the libretto sung by the head of Jiaofangsi himself,
Then we might as well just listen to it. Hahaha!"
"What the young master said is true." Several servants gathered around Ouyang Lun and agreed.
Princess Anqing was sitting in the carriage, and naturally she heard the voice that haunted her. She was about to open the small window anxiously and take a look at Han Du, but was pushed back by the female officer next to her.
An Qing was held down by the two female officials until he could not move. The tears in his eyes could no longer be held back and rolled down his cheeks.
The procession of sending off the bride came to a complete stop, and everyone was watching Han Du's joke quietly.
Han Du didn't pay any attention to the other people's intentions. He could only see the guqin in his hand. His hands danced leisurely, and the sweet sound of the piano spread out. Han Du seemed to be immersed in his own world and continued to sing.
“Although this life is short, love is long;
Provoking the wrath of heaven and earth;
There is no more beautiful smile in the world;
Leave half of the lovesickness on the road;"
Apart from anything else, the lyrics are excellent. As Han Du continued to sing, the people around him became intoxicated. No need to explain, everyone knew who Han Du was singing the lyrics to.
But the better Han Du sang and the more people listened, the more ugly Ouyang Lun's face became.
Han Du didn't sing a word, and Ouyang Lun's face became even more ugly. After all, Han Du expressed his love to An Qing so innocently through his lyrics, and he had no intention of taking him seriously.
As long as Ouyang Lun is still a man, he will not be able to bear this kind of insult. He regrets not letting his servant pull Han Du away.
"Break his legs for me. If something happens, I will take care of him!" Ouyang Lun pointed at Han Du.
The servant beside him had long been impatient. When he heard Ouyang Lun's words, he immediately smiled ferociously and walked towards Han Du holding up the pole in his hand.
"Afraid of reincarnation;
What kind of soul is scattered and the soul is flying;
It would be sad without you;
What are you afraid of not returning from this trip?
something backfired;
In this life, I will protect you as a pair..."
Hearing that Han Du had no intention of stopping and continued singing, Ouyang Lun couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Hit him, beat him to death."
Han Du saw that these servants suddenly accelerated and were about to rush in front of him.
He stood up immediately and let Guqin roll to the ground. He suddenly tore off his clothes, revealing a smart outfit.
The people around him were all surprised, wondering what Han Du was tied up with. The servants naturally continued to rush towards Han Du regardless.
Han Du showed a bloodthirsty smile, and with a cold light on his teeth, he drew out the revolver with his right hand and shot the servant who was charging toward him with a grin on his face, shooting him in the chest.
"boom!"
When the servant saw Han Du's right hand twitching, he thought that what Han Du pulled out was a knife, and he couldn't help but feel nervous. But when he saw what Han Du pulled out, he almost laughed out loud.