The regent's wedding was the most important event in the imperial capital in the past ten years.
Until the sun went down, the flowing water mat in the Prince Regent's Palace was not finished.
Some honest officials with relatively low official positions but who were grateful to the regent came to express their congratulations when everyone was almost gone.
There are even ordinary people who come to congratulate you, so you can't turn them away?
So Qin Jiaoxi could only order: "Come here, add five more tables to the banquet outside the courtyard!"
Outside the courtyard, naturally it can only spread to the gate.
Unexpectedly, when more people saw this, they also came to congratulate them carrying eggs and bacon, so banquets began to be set up along the long street.
However, no matter how busy he was during this period, Qin Jiaoxi always kept his eyes on the wine bottle in his "father's" hand, determined not to let him be plotted against.
"Axiu, take Junlan to guard the princess, and let Yeyun Yefeng guard the outside to prevent anyone from entering. The princess's food will depend on you!"
Bo Ji sneaked in with Marquis Shang tomorrow morning and took the opportunity to announce that he and Qin Jiaoxi were engaged, while helping Ye Xiao socialize unceremoniously.
After hearing Qin Jiaoxi's arrangement, he suddenly said: "Ask Jing Yan to guard your junior uncle's door!"
Qin Jiaoxi rolled her eyelids: "Why are you guarding her? Who can rival my young master's martial arts? Besides, the mothers don't even bother to attack her!"
The nuns in the palace probably wished that the young uncle could not have a wedding tonight.
Bo Jiming smiled and said, "I know your junior uncle is good at martial arts, but the most troublesome people in the back house are usually not external enemies, but our own people."
Qin Jiaoxi's eyes darkened: "Did you discover something?"
Bo Jiming blinked: "So do you want to listen to me?"
Qin Jiaoxi nodded hastily: "Okay, then let Jing Yan... No, you can instruct Jing Yan yourself, why do you want me to arrange it for him?"
Bo Jiming's eyes were gentle and he said: "Except for Jing Wen, Jing Yan, Jing Jian and A Xiu are all yours. Naturally, your people must obey your orders!"
Qin Jiaoxi bit her lip: "...I don't care!"
Bo Jiming said in a low voice: "But I don't care about it!"
Gee, what's so big about this?
The marriage was just settled, and there was no official appointment or exchange of tokens, yet he was so arrogant and arrogant. What will happen in the future?
Bo Jiming doesn't care what Qin Jiaoxi thinks.
Anyway, he couldn't let her have no reliable and trustworthy people around her.
It was busy until Haishi, when the noise in the Regent's Palace subsided slightly.
The important ministers of the court had already taken their leave, and the remaining young second generation wanted to have a wedding, but were forced to leave by Ye Xiao's indifferent eyes that looked exactly like Meng Yinqin's.
In the end, only a few drunken subordinates were left holding Ye Xiao's hand and talking.
"...Thanks to Wang, we are where we are today, and the trade routes from Zhangzhou to Shuocheng are stable to this day!"
"We also hope that if the king gets married today, he will be able to marry the princess and his wife and have a son soon!"
"..."
Ye Xiao's lips tightened and she nodded, "Thank you!"
It has quite the style of Meng Yinqin.
Suddenly, I heard the housekeeper hurried over and said: "Wang, it's not good, your lady, she is making trouble in the yard again!"
Qin Jiaoxi's expression changed slightly as he followed Ye Xiao: "What happened?"
The housekeeper clicked his tongue and stamped his foot: "I can't tell you, old slave. It seems that you are not too satisfied with the arrangements of the new house?"
Qin Jiaoxi frowned and glanced at Bo Jiming.
There is no way that her junior uncle is dissatisfied with the layout of the new house. It must be that something Bo Jiming is worried about has happened.