It was still dark, and Zhuo Mufeng, who had been awake for almost the whole night, was woken up by several women invited by Miao Qingcheng. Each of them groomed him with a respectful and almost flattering attitude.
Today's wedding process is very complicated, so there is almost no time to rest. Zhuo Mufeng has already received orders from Miao Qingcheng, and he can only be like a wooden man, being manipulated by these women at will. Sometimes he will comb his hair, and sometimes he will wear it.
After cleaning his face, he put on a bright red wedding robe...
Originally, they wanted to give Zhuo Mufeng eyebrows and apply some whitening powder at the same time, but they were so frightened that Zhuo Mufeng refused immediately. Are you kidding? He is not a woman, why do you do this to him? Even if it is Miao Qingcheng's order, it will not work.
Seeing that Zhuo Mufeng was resolute, the girls did not dare to force it, so they had no choice but to give up. Moreover, Zhuo Mufeng's skin was very good. To be honest, applying powder was really unnecessary, so they tied a bright red ribbon on his chest.
There was also a red flower that was bigger than a human head, which made Zhuo Mufeng very uncomfortable and wanted to tear it off.
"Master Zhuo, you can't do it! This flower means good luck and peace, so you must not pick it!" A fat-faced woman shouted hurriedly, wanting to grab Zhuo Mufeng's hand, but she didn't dare.
The expressions of the other people also changed, and they tried to persuade each other. Looking at that, Zhuo Mufeng almost knelt down.
Zhuo Mufeng was quite bored, thinking that these people were called by Miao Qingcheng after all, and her mother-in-law had to give them face, so she had no choice but to give up and said helplessly: "What else do you need?"
The woman who had previously dissuaded him took a red forehead smear inlaid with jade from the table and handed it to Zhuo Mufeng with a smile.
Zhuo Mufeng secretly cursed the bad luck. In his impression, it seemed that the harem women in previous TV series often wore this kind of thing. He sternly refused and said: "Forget it!"
The girls looked at each other in confusion. The man seemed to have a bad temper, but he was the youngest marching recorder in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and had a bright future. They didn't dare to displease the other party. Anyway, they had worn all the basic things, and some branches were missing.
There was no need to force the situation, so everyone smiled and revealed the matter.
A woman looked at Zhuo Mufeng and exclaimed in amazement: "Master Zhuo is indeed a rare and beautiful man in the world. His clothes are more dazzling than the golden boy in the sky!"
The rest of the people were not to be outdone, and they also praised him repeatedly, and the kind words rushed out of their mouths as if they were free, and they were so eloquent that it seemed that all the men in the world combined could not compare to one of Zhuo Daguanren's fingers.
Zhuo Mufeng came to the bronze mirror. Although these women were flattering, it was undeniable that someone today was indeed heroic and impressive. The festive dress could not cover up the emotion emanating from his bones.
The masculinity will make anyone who sees it be stunned by it.
It was supposed to be a big day, and they were marrying a great beauty who was famous in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Any man would be ecstatic and eager to rush to the wedding room, but these women found that Zhuo Daguan had no expression on his face and seemed not very good.
happy.
There was a buzz of people outside the house, but inside the house there was a frightening depression caused by Zhuo Mufeng's aura. A woman wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and mustered up the courage to say: "Master Zhuo, it's time to leave for the Wu Mansion to pick up the bride.
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The word "witchcraft" made Zhuo Mufeng regain his consciousness. The grief-stricken Shang Zirong in front of him immediately turned into another extremely beautiful face, smiling shyly at him.
"What on earth am I doing! I've already sorry for my junior sister, and I will never let her down again. In the face of the fate of everyone in the world, the only thing I should do is to give her the greatest happiness!"
Perhaps before the news of the marriage spread, Zhuo Mufeng would still worry about Sister Baiyi and Su Zhilan, but now, there is no turning back, and at this point, many things are no longer under his control.
Whether it was the kindness of Wu Guanting and his wife, or the tenderness of Wu Yuanyuan, he was destined not to be let down. He could only explain it to the two girls in the future, alas!
Sighing and eliminating all distracting thoughts and hesitations, Zhuo Mufeng showed a heartfelt smile in front of the bronze mirror, turned around and said to the women: "Aunts, let's set off.
Thank you for your help on the road."
The depression in the room disappeared. The women didn't know Zhuo Mufeng's inner thoughts. They just saw his smile, and even his face was shining. They all breathed a sigh of relief and replied loudly: "Master Zhuo, you're welcome!"
The door opened, and surrounded by several women, Zhuo Mufeng, dressed in red robe, strode out. Everyone in the Mozhu Gang who had been waiting outside, led by a group of elders, shouted loudly.
Bang bang bang...
Someone made a gesture, and the disciples who had been preparing for a long time in the distance immediately lit the fire. Huge firecrackers sounded in the four corners of the Mozhu Gang at the same time, deafening people's ears, but they still couldn't cover up the noise like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
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The crowd separated into the passage, and the female disciples on both sides scattered flowers on Zhuo Mufeng. The elders, deacons, and disciples congratulated each other respectfully, and the guards guarded the outside of the crowd to prevent trouble at the scene.
Many children who are top players in the gang have already been infected by this atmosphere. They run around in the gang, making friends, jumping and having fun. They even imitate adults and use childish voices.
Shouted: "Congratulations to the gang leader for marrying a beautiful girl!"
It made all the adults around burst into laughter, and some women scolded and taught the urchins in the family a lesson from a distance. But those urchins were in the company of each other and ignored their mother's warning.
Zhuo Mufeng raised a bright smile and returned greetings to everyone on both sides of the aisle who sincerely wished him well. His humble and gentle appearance really made everyone in the gang admire him, and they became more and more convinced of this world-famous young gang leader.
When he saw the tiger-headed children, Zhuo Mufeng stretched out his hand and gently touched their heads. When he walked past, the children who were touched were still stunned, but their parents were already excited.
Face turns red.
Slowly walking through the yard, and then through the long corridor that was crowded with people, the front yard was still full of people. Today, the Mozhu Gang has long become a sea of joy.
After finally arriving at the gate, Zhuo Mufeng finally saw Mr. Ye's family, Mr. Zhang, and Shang Zirong standing aside, also wearing a brand new red shirt.
He paused in his heart and greeted him with a smile.
"Mr. Ye, Grandma Tong, Mr. Zhang, I thought you didn't get up." Zhuo Mufeng said when he had nothing to say.
Mr. Zhang pointed at the sky and said with a smile: "Today is the gang leader's big day. How dare we and the other old guys miss it? Gang leader, you are now a celebrity in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. In your hands, the Mozhu Gang is destined to become more and more famous."
The more powerful and prosperous... I just don’t know when the salary within the gang will be increased?"
He rubbed his hands and made a shy face, looking as embarrassed as he wanted to be as mean as possible.
Even though he is old enough to be Zhuo Mufeng's grandfather, he still calls out to Zhuo Mufeng, causing the Tong family on the side to shake their heads. Mr. Ye's children pretended not to have heard, because they knew this man's temper.
I don't even know what a face is.
Only Mr. Ye couldn't stand it and scolded: "Old Zhang, you are old, please show some respect!"
Zhang Laotian asked shamelessly: "How much is respect worth? The old man only knows that the money is not enough, so he can't be happy. Who will be responsible?"
Mr. Ye was speechless. Finally, he snorted loudly and simply ignored this shameless old man.
Not wanting to be laughed at, Mrs. Tong stepped forward, took out a brocade box from her arms, and handed it to Zhuo Mufeng: "Mufeng, I don't have anything valuable, but this dowry is pretty decent. You
If you don’t mind it, give it to the young lady from the Wu family.”
Zhuo Mufeng was shocked and said: "Grandma Tong, how did this happen?"
Mrs. Tong grabbed Zhuo Mufeng's hand, forced the small brocade box over, and said in a feigned anger: "Although this gift is not expensive, it is still my heartfelt gift. Why, do you not like it?"
Zhuo Mufeng didn't even dare. As his status increased day by day, he met more and more people, but he also understood more and more the value of sincerity.
Back then, when he was weak, these people in front of him abandoned their roots in Red Sun City and were willing to come to Gusu City with him. At their age, they were clearly just trying to help themselves, rather than fighting for the future.
Although he contributed very little, Zhuo Mufeng had already regarded them as his relatives, so how could he look down on them? Knowing that this gift must be accepted, otherwise it would only hurt the relationship, Zhuo Mufeng smiled and said: "Thank you, Grandma Tong.
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When Mrs. Tong heard this, she was so relieved that her eyes even smiled. But when she glanced at Shang Zirong, who was silent beside her, she sighed secretly in her heart.
Mr. Ye patted Zhuo Mufeng on the shoulder: "Mufeng, it's getting late. Go and pick up your wife. After you get married, you should be more stable and stop running away every day!"
Listening to the earnest teachings from his elders, Zhuo Mufeng felt warm in his heart and just nodded. Mr. Zhang curled his lips, seemingly unhappy that Zhuo Mufeng did not answer the question about salary increase.
Zhuo Mufeng looked at Shang Zirong, but he hesitated whether he should step forward to say hello. Shang Zirong had already taken the initiative to come over and said with a sweet smile: "Senior brother, congratulations!"
Her eyes were a little swollen, and there was a complicated meaning in her smile. Zhuo Mufeng didn't know how to answer. Shang Zirong said again: "Why are you still hanging around? Go and pick up the bride quickly, so as not to miss the time. We are waiting for you here."
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Mr. Ye's children also congratulated Zhuo Mufeng and urged him kindly. Zhuo Mufeng took a deep breath, smiled at Shang Zirong and a few others, and walked out of Mozhu gracefully under the leadership of several women who had been waiting anxiously.
help.
Then he passed through the mist formation and rode on a tall horse. Behind him was a long queue of people who had already arranged for the bride-to-be. Everyone was wearing red clothes and red silk, and they were high-spirited. As a woman shouted and left, the sound of drums suddenly sounded.
As the music started to play enthusiastically, the four people in the center of the team lifted up the sedan chair and headed down the mountain among the surrounding guards.
Since the Mozhu Gang has continued to expand in size, the nearby Jianghu gangs have moved away from their original places, but the distance is not too far away. When they heard the noise, people from these gangs came out to watch.
There are also other gangs in Nuanyang Mountain who knew the news more than half a month ago, so of course they cannot miss the excitement.
So when Zhuo Mufeng was riding ahead, he noticed that men, women and children kept appearing along the way, pointing at him and the team. Especially many people looked at him, either in shock, envy, jealousy or sigh.
When this happened, the drumming of the wedding team became even louder.
After Zhuo Mufeng and others left, the gang members in Nuanyang Mountain just turned around, but they were still talking about it.
Each sect has sent congratulatory gifts, so before the auspicious time, they will attend the banquet hosted by the Mozhu Gang at the Sword Discussing Stage. The scene will definitely be lively!