Tomorrow, his sister Yue Yaer will come in to ask for his wife.
Xu Jing, who was so excited that he almost didn't sleep all night, opened his eyes before dawn. After taking a bath, he changed into a red wedding robe, and his handsome face seemed to be shining.
Xu Fang, Xu Zhi, and Xu Ying all gathered around my precious brother. I praised him one by one: "Chunsheng is naturally handsome, and he is even more handsome when he is wearing a wedding robe."
"Is that so? I will never find another handsome son like this in the world."
The three brothers-in-law didn't have to squeeze in front, and stood aside talking and laughing in low voices. The older children were so excited that they ran around. The youngest, Bao'er, was being held by the wet nurse. From time to time, he turned his head and stretched his legs to ask his mother to hold him. He said, mother.
In Mingyue's eyes, she sees her uncle who is about to marry his wife.
Xie Lingfeng hugged his son familiarly, pinched his chubby face, and laughed softly: "The bright moon is my uncle Chunsheng's happy confinement. My mother doesn't care about me. Dad, come and hold me."
Not only Xu Ying, but also Xu Fang and Xu Zhi. Guests have begun to come to the door. The sisters have been busy for three moons to greet the female relatives.
Zhou Yun, Zhu Zhenchuan, Xie Lingfeng and others were asked to take on the important task of greeting the male guests.
Xu Jing went on an expedition with the prince, pacified Jizhou, and made great achievements in the East. After returning to the capital, he was ordered by the prince to form a new army. As of the Ming Dynasty, the new army camp has been initially built. It has become obvious to everyone who will lead the 10,000 new soldiers in a month.
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The number of the new army was smaller than that of the Imperial Guards' Cavalry Battalion, let alone the Iron Guard Battalion, but it was directly subordinate to the army commanded by the prince. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was not the East Palace Camp. Considering the prince's trust in Xu Jing, it is obvious that Xu Jing was in charge of
The feasibility of the leadership of the new army is extremely high.
Because of this, there was an endless stream of civil servants and military officers who came to congratulate Mingyue, far exceeding everyone's expectations.
Zhongyong Hou Gaopeng came with his sons to congratulate him.
Xu Jing, the groom's official, personally came to greet him at the main entrance. Marquis Zhongyong smiled heartily: "Prince Mingyue is very happy, and both his father and his son are here to drink the wedding wine."
Xu Jing smiled and said: "It's really surprising that Marquis Zhongyong has come to congratulate you. Please come into the house quickly."
As soon as Marquis Zhongyong took his seat, Duke Dingguo and his son came together. Xu Jing immediately went out to greet him.
In those years, Duke Dingguo seldom appeared outside except at court and leading troops. His son Dingguo took the initiative in everything. Unexpectedly, Mingyue took the initiative to visit the Beihai Palace.
Xu Jing was also a little flattered, smiling and crossing his legs to greet him.
Duke Dingguo, who had red hair and beard and a cold and solemn face, was very kind to Mingyue. He said with a smile: "The prince is very happy during the confinement, and he also came to ask for a glass of water and wine."
Xu Jing went and said with a smile: "The Duke is here in person. I am overjoyed." He personally helped Duke Ding into the mansion.
There are no serious elders in Mingyue Beihai Palace in Beihai County. The two elders, Zhou Shangshu and Wu Anbo, who are in-laws, have to do their own work. Zhou Shangshu is responsible for greeting the civil servants, and Wu Anbo walks to the east of Dingguo Gong and Zhongyong Hou to accompany them.
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Soon, several princes and princes came one by one.
In terms of blood relationship, the Prince of Xihe and others and Xu Jing are brothers of the Xu family. Regardless of the intrigues in private, they are very close to each other publicly. Furthermore, the Prince of Xihe and others also entered the New Army camp, and
Xu Jing's visits became more frequent.
Tomorrow Xu Jing will go to the Zhao Mansion to welcome his bride, but none of the princes and princes of the vassal family will welcome the bride. Mingyue is all wearing bright red robes, and they are all very auspicious.
Xu Jing grinned and said: "The bright moon is his happy confinement, and each of his cousins is doing better than the other. Are they trying to steal his limelight?"
The princes of the feudal lords laughed heartily. The prince of Xihe was no longer displeased. He praised Xu Jing for a rare time: "I am so handsome. They are by my side. Is it true that the green leaves are lined with red flowers, who can steal my limelight!"
Xu Jing deeply agreed and nodded in agreement: "What my cousin said makes sense."
All the princes of the feudal lords sighed, and then laughed together.
Immediately afterwards, the rewards from the palace came.
Emperor Yongming sent Eunuch Ma, and Empress Su sent Aunt Muzi. What was most unexpected was that Prince Diandong came in person.
Xu Jing was surprised and happy. He walked quickly forward and held the prince's leg: "Cousin, why am I here too."
The prince fell ill in the month of his marriage and lay in bed for several months. This matter was not spread outside the palace, so Xu Jing naturally did not know about it.
Prince Mingyue also wore a red robe, with a happy face and looked much more energetic than Pingyue: "Tomorrow is my happy confinement, why doesn't his brother come?"
Xu Jing's heart felt hot. In front of everyone, it was inconvenient to say anything, so he nodded vigorously: "Thank you, cousin."
The prince looked at Xu Jing in the east and praised with a smile: "I look really handsome in the red wedding robe."
Xu Jing's sword-shaped eyebrows and starry face are as beautiful as crown jade, and his handsome face shines brightly against the bright red wedding robe.
Xu Jing accepted the compliment from the prince unceremoniously: "Everyone said that." His eyes passed over a familiar face behind the prince: "Don't Colonel Murong have to be on duty in the palace? Why are you here too?"
The tall and heroic young man following the prince was probably Murong Shen.
The prince smiled casually and said: "He came to the Beihai Palace in the bright moon and asked to stay for a whole month before returning to the palace in the morning. My father was worried and sent Colonel Murong to accompany him."
No one knows what Murong Shen is thinking in his heart. His face is expressionless, and he crosses his legs and congratulates: "The Crown Prince is very happy. I would like to congratulate the Crown Prince and Crown Princess on growing old together."
Murong Shen and Xu Jing knew how much anger and unwillingness were contained in those first four words.
Xu Jing sneered in his heart, glanced at Murong Shen, and responded in an arrogant tone befitting his status: "Colonel Murong is determined."
Then, he ignored Murong Shen and carried the prince's legs into the main hall.
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Murong Shen Mingyue accompanied the prince to protect the prince's safety. He followed the prince wherever he went. He immediately followed him into the main hall. As the prince walked, his captain had to stand.
As an imperial captain, standing there for half a month is nothing. What's so hateful is that Xu Jing's handsome and proud face kept swaying in front of his eyes.
It formed a strong contrast with his dejection.
The guests in the main hall, either intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at him one by one. No matter how arrogant he was, he would remain silent and patient.
His father was anxious to get him engaged, but it was because of the prince's harsh words.
When Mingyue came to Beihai Palace, the prince casually said something in front of Emperor Yongming, and Emperor Yongming followed the prince's wishes without saying a word.
One by one, it was enough to show that the sickly short-lived ghost prince Dongdong had his eyes on him. That was a silent warning to him.
He endured it for the time being. Tomorrow was the sixth day of October. The prince in his previous life fell ill and died of illness on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Counting the months, it was only two months.
When the prince closed his eyes, the palace was in complete chaos and the court was in turmoil, thus denying him the golden opportunity to show off his skills.
