Wearing a golden helmet, golden armor, and a green sword on his waist, even the shoes on his feet were specially made by merchants commissioned by the Prefecture. The armor and helmet were entirely made of gold, extremely luxurious. The war horse outside the door was sent by Gongsun Zan.
The horse's saddle was wrapped in a layer of red cloth to celebrate the occasion.
Jia Rong, with his black cloak fluttering in the wind and covered in golden armor, appeared in front of the prefect's mansion like a god of war.
Behind him were a hundred military athletes, all of them tall and strong, all riding tall horses and wearing brand new armor. The selected cavalry followed Jia Rong with their heads held high, accepting the envy of those around them.
look.
Jia Rong attracted all the attention as soon as he appeared. This outfit is so cool.
Zhao Yun, Jiang Yu and other generals also followed Jia Rong, especially Zhao Yun, who had a tall head, a big horse, a black robe and a silver gun. Although the others were dressed the same, he still gave people a feeling of standing out from the crowd. He was the third one besides Jia Rong.
Number two attracted the attention of the man.
The soldiers along the way stared closely at the people on both sides of the road, showing nervousness. Before leaving, their general had repeatedly emphasized safety issues.
The county city is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, which is no less beautiful than during the Chinese New Year.
As the music played, Jia Rong led the wedding team slowly toward the east of the city. The music sounded monotonous to Jia Rong, but it gave people a very festive feeling.
Wei Fu's family is far away in Hedong, and the wedding venue is set at Zhao Yun's house in the east of the city.
When the sound of music gradually approached the door of Zhao Yun's house, Wei Fu panicked for no reason and asked Zhao Yu beside her: "Yu'er, please check carefully to see if there are any omissions. Brother will be here soon."
Zhao Yu chuckled and said, "Sister Fu'er, this is already the fifth time. When Sister Fu'er goes out, she will definitely surprise General Jia."
"Do you think so?" Zhao Yu turned his gaze to the maid aside and asked.
The maids all echoed: "My lady is so beautiful, she doesn't even need to dress up to look beautiful."
There were endless flattering words. After Wei Fu and Jia Rong got married, she became the mistress of Jincheng. No matter whether the maids or officials saw her, they had to be polite. The power of the pillow wind was quite powerful.
Wei Fu was accompanied by two well-known matchmakers. Although Wei Fu's family was not here, Jia Rong also followed the specifications of a man's marriage. There was no shortage of betrothal gifts and so on. Wei Fu could not leave any regrets. In ancient times,
Men can have many weddings, but women basically only have one.
Jia Rong personally dismounted and welcomed Wei Fu into the sedan chair. He walked around the city in a graceful manner, accepting the cheers and blessings of all the people.
Everywhere he went, the cavalry behind Jia Rong always took out various snacks or small things from his sash and sprinkled them on them, which aroused the enthusiasm of the people to a greater extent. Of course, Jia Rong borrowed this from later generations' wedding candies.
Yes, it’s also a celebration.
Jia Rong was married for the first time in two lives, and Jia Rong was also very generous. Small pieces of Xian Lian could even be found in the items he spilled. This was the wedding commemorative version of Xian Lian specially made by Jia Rong at Xian Lian Pavilion, with the words "Celebrate Jia Rong Wei" written on it.
The words Happy Knot.
After walking around the city at an extremely slow speed, Jia Rong led the wedding team to the Prefect's Mansion, where a greater challenge awaited Jia Rong.
Then Jia Rong experienced a wedding in the Han Dynasty. The complicated process made Jia Rong a little dizzy. Hearing the wedding ceremony, banquet ceremony and prison ceremony, Jia Rong's head was pounding, but he still carried out the process one by one. The bride
Even my wife is not tired. A grown man is embarrassed to say he is tired.
What's even more uncomfortable is that he is very hungry. He has been woken up since the fifth watch of the morning and has been busy until now. There is not even a drop of rice on his teeth, and he is a little dizzy from hunger.
The three greatest joys in life are the wedding night, the wedding ceremony, and meeting an old friend in a foreign land. No matter how tired you are, your heart is still as sweet as drinking honey.
Zhang Zhao found a gourd from somewhere, poured two full cups of wine into it, and had the waiter bring it to the two of them.
The wine was very bitter, and Jia Rong was just as dissatisfied as Zhang Zhao, but it was hard to blame him on the day of great joy. At this time, some praisers shouted, "Drink the Henu wine together, and we will share the joys and sorrows from now on."
Jia Rong couldn't help but wonder, why not get some sweet wine.
Wei Fu was wearing a red hijab, and Jia Rong could not see her expression at all.
The last item that Jia Rong likes very much is worship, which is often seen on TV. It is a unique experience to see it in person.
When the praisers shouted "Blessings to Gaotang", Jia Rong couldn't help but think of his relatives far away. If they could marry such a beautiful wife, they would be very happy. Their relatives on both sides were gone, and Zhang Zhao found
Two respected old men in the city were asked to preside over this project.
The wedding, which had been busy for nearly a day, finally reached the banquet stage. Jia Rong, who was very hungry, hurriedly walked to the table to look for something to eat.
After eating for a while, everyone began to take turns to toast, and Jia Rong was willing to accept everyone who came. The alcohol content in the Han Dynasty was low, and the lips and teeth would be fragrant after drinking. Even if he was drunk for the next day, he would not feel any physical discomfort.
Jia Rong's drinking capacity was unrivaled, and many people were knocked unconscious due to drinking, but Jia Rong still stood tall in the field, looking ready to challenge the heroes.
A group of military generals took turns congratulating Jia Rong. The one they heard the most was asking him to have a son as soon as possible. Ma Teng toasted and said: "General, a baby is worth a thousand pieces of gold in one moment. Don't get drunk!"
Matching Ma Teng's expression, Jia Rong felt that Ma Teng was so vulgar for a moment. He laughed a few times and said nothing.
There were many officials who came to congratulate him. After drinking several drinks at each table, Jia Rong was already a little tipsy.
Leaving the noisy officials behind, Jia Rong took the opportunity to escape and sneaked into the new house.
When the maids on the left and right saw Jia Rong arriving, they all saluted and said: "Greetings to the general!"
Jia Rong waved his hand and said, "You go down, and each of you will be rewarded two hundred dollars."
The two maids showed joy on their faces. After thanking her, they happily walked outside the door. Their duty was to take care of the bride.
Gently closing the door, Jia Rong moved to the edge of the bed. Red candles had already been lit in the room. Under the candlelight, Wei Fu, dressed in red, looked even more radiant.
Wei Fu asked softly: "Is the eldest brother back?"
Jia Rong chuckled and said, "Fu'er should be tired now. I'll take off your hijab first."
Wei Fu hurriedly stepped aside, "Brother, you can't open this with your hands."
Jia Rong suddenly realized that he was so anxious that he forgot what Zhang Li had told him.
Picking up the delicate wooden stick on the stool next to him, he gently lifted Wei Futoushan's hijab.
Wei Fu was undoubtedly the most beautiful tonight, her delicate facial features glowed red under the light of the red candle, her generous robe did not cover her proud figure, and her hands were clenched, showing her inner uneasiness.
Jia Rong's eyes were staring straight at Wei Fu, as if he was admiring a flawless work of art.
Wei Fu looked at Jia Rong affectionately and said, "Brother."
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