Chapter seven hundred and forty seventh day of great joy (seven)
Zhuo Mufeng and Wu Yuanyuan knocked their heads to the bottom. The other end of the red ribbon was trembling violently, which made Zhuo Mufeng know that Wu Yuanyuan must be very excited.
In this world, a married daughter is, in a strict sense, separated from her natal family. From now on, everything must be based on her husband's family as the criterion and the primary consideration.
This prayer is for my parents’ hard-working upbringing and teachings over the past twenty years. I am also for the separation from each other. I sincerely wish my parents good health and a smooth and comprehensive life.
Thinking of every detail of the past twenty years, Wu Yuanyuan's face under the hijab was already bursting with tears. Tears flowed down uncontrollably. Her feet became weak and it was difficult to get up for a while.
As a result, the words that Meng Jiuxiao wanted to shout were blocked in her throat. She turned around slightly and saw that her wife Miao Qingcheng was already in tears, and her two crystal earrings were shaking non-stop.
Although Wu Guanting did not want to give up, he was more determined in the end. He tilted his head and said with a smile: "Today is the big day for Yuan Yatou. Madam, please don't cry. With your appearance, the children will not dare to get up."
Miao Qingcheng came back to her senses and found that the guests below were all looking at her. Her pretty face turned red, she sniffed, quickly wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, and said to the two people who were still kneeling, "Get up quickly!"
Zhuo Mufeng was also worried about Wu Yuanyuan's situation and sent a message: "Miss, you should be happy today. Even if you become Mrs. Zhuo in the future, Nuanyang Mountain is so close to Wu Mansion. You can come back to live at any time, and I will accompany you."
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After saying this, he stood up slowly while observing Wu Yuanyuan's reaction. Fortunately, the eldest lady also got out of her sentimental mood and stood up slowly.
Seeing this, both Wu Guanting and Meng Jiuxiao breathed a sigh of relief, and the latter shouted in the loudest voice: "Husband and wife, bow to each other!"
Finally, the last moment came. Zhuo Mufeng and Wu Yuanyuan stood face to face. Although they were separated by red hijabs, both sides seemed to be able to see each other's faces clearly, as well as their eyes of joy and happiness, as well as their infinite expectations for a better life in the future.
As if they had a mental connection, the two of them knelt down on the futon almost at the same time, bowed their heads to each other at the same time, and with a slight sound, their two heads touched each other. After another pause, they separated and slowly stood up again.
"The ceremony is completed and sent to the bridal chamber!" Meng Jiuxiao shouted.
The guests in the main hall also gave applause and cheers at this time. From the four corners of the Wu Mansion, four bright fireworks like shooting stars shot straight into the sky, exploded with a bang, and scattered colorful flames all over the sky. Finally, they condensed individually.
They become one word, and when put together, they are a perfect match for hundreds of years.
At this moment, it seemed that the entire Gusu City was in an uproar. Countless people raised their heads to watch, and immediately whispered to each other. Countless girls in the boudoir who were waiting to say something, stared at the fireworks in the sky. Although the four words had dispersed, they still lingered in their hearts.
The most beautiful yearning for the love between men and women is engraved in my heart.
As the groom's official, Zhuo Mufeng could not leave behind so many important guests in the Wu Mansion, so after sending Wu Yuanyuan into the sedan chair, Meng Jiuxiao, Song Lele, Zhan Bai, Yin Xiangfeng, He Dingbang and other experts were dressed in red.
Send it to the Mozhu Gang.
This involves almost half of the top experts from the Sanjiang League, as well as other experts from the Earth Spirit List and the Talent List, so I believe nothing will go wrong.
But Zhuo Mufeng was not yet at ease. He had ordered Barong and Fang Xiaodie to follow the sedan quietly beforehand. Only with those two people present could things be considered truly foolproof.
Next came the toasting session. Zhuo Mufeng followed Wu Guanting and his wife, starting from the most important table. Naturally, it was the table where Dongfang Changwei and Wei Yudao Marching Sima were.
Wu Guanting introduced them one by one, Zhuo Mufeng was familiar with Dongfang Changwei, and he quickly smiled and raised his glass. Dongfang Changwei laughed: "Mufeng, you are so unreasonable, you didn't inform us of such a big event in advance, the Great Elder.
You are very angry. Before you came here, you specifically told me to teach you a lesson!"
Zhuo Mufeng said in his heart that he was lying. When did I become so close to your Dongfang family?
He observed the reactions around him and found that the expressions of many people became intriguing, especially the marching Sima of the Jiedushi Palace, whose eyes flickered, and he knew clearly in his heart that this old boy must have done it on purpose!
But for outsiders to misunderstand his relationship with the Dongfang Family, from the current point of view, it is not a bad thing. At least it can make the Jiedushi Mansion and even the imperial court have some scruples, which is undoubtedly a layer of protection for himself and the Sanjiang Alliance.
Zhuo Mufeng simply followed the current and said with a smile: "Second Elder, I hope you will forgive me. Please say a few kind words to the Great Elder for me when you get back. After a while, I will take my wife with me and apologize to the Great Elder in person!"
Hearing this, Dongfang Changwei couldn't help but secretly laugh and curse, what a shameless boy who climbed up the ladder. However, the more Zhuo Mufeng understood, the happier he became.
The battle at the Northern Qi Field Hunting Ceremony shocked not only Jianghu, but the response of the Twelve Holy Lands was no less than Jianghu, and was even greater.
Because the Twelve Holy Lands know each other well and know how terrifying Ling Wuxie's talent is and how amazing his martial arts are. The other party has practiced complete and supreme martial arts since he was a child. With this alone, in addition to the young monks of Baoyuan Temple, there are also
Which holy land’s younger generation can compare?
If the eldest girl from his Oriental family had not had great opportunities to meet strange people from the South China Sea, she would have been left behind.
Zhuo Mufeng, who has never practiced supreme martial arts, defeated Ling Wuxie, who has enjoyed various resources since childhood, with five-star martial arts. What is this concept?
Nowadays, the Twelve Holy Lands generally believe that Zhuo Mufeng's talent is unparalleled among his generation, probably second only to Tu Juecheng, the best master in thousands of years. No wonder even the "Sword Saint" Xiang Wuji and others have to do it.
Step in and train this kid yourself.
Under such circumstances, how could the Dongfang Family not try their best to win over Zhuo Mufeng? Especially since the two parties already have a basis for communication, at this point, even the head of the family, Dongfang Wudi, must admire the great elder's foresight.
Dongfang Changwei laughed and said: "The apology will be made later. Now, does Mu Feng want to express his gratitude first?" He pointed to the wine glass.
Zhuo Mufeng understood this, and looked helpless. He picked up the wine bottle, poured himself six glasses of wine, and drank them all, not forgetting to shine the bottom of the glass.
Dongfang Changwei comforted him with his palms in his hands, and cheers rang out from all around. The two sides chatted for a few more words, and after each achieved their goals, when Dongfang Changwei sat down, Zhuo Mufeng toasted to the marching Sima again.
The latter was originally a bit arrogant, but now he dared not put on airs. In fact, ever since he saw Dongfang Chang Wei, this marching Sima had already restrained his arrogance.
The reason why Zhang Jiaquan dared to ignore the imperial court was not due to him alone, but to the alliance of many Jiedu envoys. Behind this, there was a faint connection between the Eastern family.
Even Dongfang Changwei is so kind to Zhuo Mufeng, how dare he show mercy to a little marching Sima? Isn't that boring?
The marching commander surnamed Wu looked amiable and praised: "I heard Mr. Zhang mention that I, Wei Yu, created a human dragon. When I saw it today, it was indeed extraordinary. Wu really envied the leader of the Wu League.
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Wu Guanting smiled modestly: "Master Wu, you are too polite. Mu Feng is your subordinate. From now on, I have to rely on Master Wu to take care of you."
The marching records were all under the jurisdiction of the marching Sima in terms of professional title and power. In fact, Wu Guanting was not qualified to say this due to his status, but he couldn't resist the fact that he was Zhuo Mufeng's father-in-law and adoptive father.
Wu Yong had no choice but to smile and say yes.
In addition to the two great figures mentioned above, the people at this table were Miao Qingcheng's father, Miao Qingyu, and even his grandfather, the ancestor of the Miao family.
Miao Qingyu had already become a monk and was unwilling to pay attention to such mundane matters, but he couldn't resist his daughter's request and it was the wedding of his favorite granddaughter, so he had to agree to come.
As for the ancestor of the Miao family, it seems at first glance that he is about to die. It is said that he is already over 160 years old this year, and has not been seen in public for more than ten years. Unexpectedly, Miao Qingcheng was very frightened when he was given so much face today.
Zhuo Mufeng hurriedly toasted to the two elders, as respectfully as possible. Miao Qingyu drank water, while the Miao family ancestor half-opened his eyes with difficulty and said three good words in a row.
Miao Qingcheng immediately patted the Miao family ancestor's back, whispered in his ear, and motioned for him to sit down. The Miao family ancestor smiled and nodded.
Sitting at the same table were several important officials such as the Lord of Gusu City, who was smiling carefully. Although Zhuo Mufeng did not have to worry about them due to his current status, everyone still carried the sedan chair, so he still had to do the superficial work.
Starting from the second table, it was the turn of officials at all levels in Gusu City. These officials were vying to flatter Zhuo Mufeng. It was not as if Zhuo Mufeng was toasting to thank them, but as if they had made a special trip to thank Zhuo Mufeng.
Like a breeze.
Wu Guanting and even Wu Guanting became the targets of the officials' favor. They looked down upon his recklessness, but who dared to be careless about his father-in-law who was recording the military march?
After paying tribute to these people, it was the turn of the heads and elders of the top forces. Naturally, there was another fierce booing and excitement. Zhuo Mufeng responded with a smile and took his time.
Seeing this, the mood of the big men in the arena was extremely complicated. Five years ago, the young man in front of him had just made his debut, but now, the other party has stood at the same level as them, no, far beyond them.
The scene of Zhuo Mufeng joking and chatting with Dongfang Changwei and Wu Yong just now is still vivid in his mind. If it were any one of them, not even Tao Baibai, he would not have such qualifications and confidence.
As the saying goes, when a person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Looking at Wu Guanting and his wife who are smiling from ear to ear, everyone is extremely envious.
After finally dealing with the people in the main hall, Zhuo Mufeng came outside the hall again. People here don't have to be so polite. They often toast to the whole table with a glass of wine, and there is no need to toast them one by one like inside.
Only when we got to the table where the top young talents from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty were sitting, including Tang Xiu, Yan Qingting, Gui Donghan, Chu Liuyu, Ling Luoyang, Baili Yan, etc., there was a little hiccup.
Tao Yin, who was wearing a white shirt and looked unremarkable, stood up and said directly to Zhuo Mufeng: "Brother Zhuo, if you are free tomorrow, I would like to discuss it with you."
Everyone was dumbfounded. People at the nearby tables who didn't know Tao Yin looked at this guy and wondered if he was an idiot. He spent the whole night in the bridal chamber with flowers and candles and lost his soul. Tomorrow is the time when the honey is mixed with oil, and he still has time to accompany him.
Are you a rough guy competing in martial arts?
Zhuo Mufeng was also speechless. He also thought that it would not be easy for him to travel all the way, so he smiled and said another day. Tao Yin was not very satisfied with this answer, but he was not an idiot either. Seeing the expressions of everyone at the table, he had no choice but to
He suppressed his words.
Another round of tributes is over. Fortunately, Zhuo Mufeng has an amazing capacity for drinking and has deep inner strength. Otherwise, he would be paralyzed if he couldn't wait for the wedding ceremony tonight.