In the autumn of the forty-eighth year of the Earthly Emperor's calendar, at ten o'clock in the morning on August 25th, it was in the main hall of the Taihua Star Overlord Palace.
As Gai Jiuyou shouted "Newcomers enter", Zhang Zhe, dressed in a big red robe and wearing a big red flower on his chest, followed by Ye Fan, Pang Bo and several young disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Land, walked out of the side hall.
On the other side, Liu Yixin and Weiwei, dressed in bridal makeup, also walked out slowly, with Yao Xi, Xia Zhi and several young women following behind them as bridesmaids.
The two parties walked slowly to the center of the hall. The three of them looked at each other and smiled in understanding.
After everyone arrived, Gai Jiuyou began to read the wedding speech: "Today is a good day, the sun is shining, the wind is gentle, and on this beautiful day, let us witness this beautiful moment together..."
Gai Jiuyou rushed to the Holy Land of Light this morning. Originally, he thought that he would just send a congratulatory gift and then sit down at the table. Although he came a little late, as long as he did not miss the key moment of the wedding, Zhang Zhe should
I don't blame him too much.
Of course Zhang Zhe quit. He kept staring around to see if the old man would come. Although he came now, he came so late. He even wanted to give him a congratulatory gift and ignored it. Zhang Zhe could
Let him?
Zhang Zhe walked directly to Gai Jiuyou and stared at him without saying a word, which made Gai Jiuyou's scalp numb.
Finally Gai Jiuyou couldn't stand it anymore: "You little bastard, what do you want me to do? Just tell me, don't keep staring at me!"
Zhang Zhe's face looked better now, and he directly made a request: "Be my wedding host."
Gai Jiuyou's expression froze. How old was he? The last time he officiated at a wedding was when his grandson got married. Later he became the oldest person in the family. The younger generation's weddings were all based on their mood.
Now Zhang Zhe asked him to officiate the wedding. Is he capable of this? He has almost forgotten all those ceremonies. Isn't Zhang Zhe afraid of letting him mess it up?
But seeing Zhang Zhe's expression that he would never give up if he didn't agree, he could only bite the bullet and agree. How could he, a wedding host, still be able to stump a master like him?
"Worship heaven and earth!"
"Two thanks to Gaotang!"
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The wedding ceremony went very quickly, leaving little room for the following social activities.
After Zhang Zhe sent the two brides back to the room, he came out and found a group of people staring at him with fierce looks. He knew that today would not be easy.
The truth was just as Zhang Zhe thought. This group of people had no intention of letting him into the bridal chamber. They came one by one to drink him. The more familiar the people were, the harder they were. Pang Bo and the others had to drink under the table before Zhang Zhe could get rid of him.
They, but there were many such people, and it took a long time to drink every one of them.
Later, Jiang Taixu also came to take revenge. Zhang Zhe looked at the always calm senior and walked towards him with a bad smile. His whole body felt bad: "Senior, you are my elder. You are so important to me."
At this moment, could you do such an unnatural thing?"
Jiang Taixu smiled coldly: "You didn't care about me being an elder last time."
"Can it be the same? Ye Zi was overjoyed at that time, so we should have had a good drink, but now it's my wedding, why are you thinking about knocking the groom down? It's just that those juniors are ignorant, you
How come such a senior is still making noise?"
"Then I don't care, I must avenge the last drunken incident."
Such a reliable senior started to be unreasonable.
Later, Ye Fan and others also discovered that Zhang Zhe was too strong. Even if he didn't use his divine power, he probably wouldn't be able to drink no matter how much he drank. They all asked Zhang Zhe to seal himself so that his hangover-relieving ability could not exceed that of the Quasi-Emperor.
Faced with this situation, Zhang Zhe could not offend the public, and those who were oppressed by them could only use the quasi-emperor's hangover-relieving ability to drink with them.
Although the quasi-emperor's ability to relieve hangovers is also very strong, there are too many people on the other side. Later, the four supreme beings on the earth got involved, and I don't know what grudges Zhang Zhe had with them.
Among them, Tathagata Buddha was the most ruthless!
Finally, the little girl ran over with a wine jar in her arms and said softly: "Brother Zhang, I'll have a drink with you too. I wish you a happy wedding."
Zhang Zhe hugged the little girl, touched her face and said, "Nanny, children can't drink, otherwise they won't grow taller in the future."
"Nanny is not a child. Nannan just wants to wish Brother Zhang happiness in the future."
Zhang Zhe's face twitched unconsciously. These shady words were definitely not what a little girl should say. Then someone ordered her to do this. Who is this? So shameless, even a child of such an age would take advantage of her.
"Nanny, tell me brother, who asked you to come over and drink with me?"
"It's a big dog." The innocent little girl sold the Black Emperor in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Zhe raised his head and looked at the already unconscious Black Emperor. Still feeling upset, he gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice: "I will never let you get away with it so easily!"
"Fooled through?" Nannan stared at Zhang Zhe with big round eyes, thinking that Zhang Zhe was going to fool around with her.
Zhang Zhe smiled helplessly: "No, how could Brother Zhang deceive my little princess? I will drink with you now."
As a result, Zhang Zhe regretted it. This little girl couldn't get drunk at all. In the end, Zhang Zhe was a little confused. The more she drank, the more energetic she became. Zhang Zhe could only beg for mercy in the end, claiming that he really couldn't drink anymore. The little girl couldn't drink anymore.
Let him go in an understanding way.
The most important thing is that the wine they prepared was so good. It was concocted using the Jiuyou Cold Spring, the n-hundred-thousand-year-old Medicine King and half a magical medicine. Even the quasi-emperor was stunned after drinking it, and Zhang Zhe was poured into it.
After swimming in the sea for several times, I finally fell asleep completely.
Now those people were satisfied and dragged Zhang Zhe to the bridal chamber. They went out to continue drinking. Now was their carnival time.
Zhang Zhe was really drunk and passed out. He never tried to cure the hangover. After being dragged to the bridal chamber, he slept like a dead pig. Weiwei and Liu Yixin also looked at each other in confusion when they saw this scene. They couldn't understand what a great emperor was.
How did he get fed up like this?
When Zhang Zhe woke up the next day, he was also very angry: "Damn it! Qi Renzhi's wedding night did not go through, and I guess he will never have such an opportunity in the future!"
The wedding banquet lasted for a whole month. Although some people had already left, more people chose to stay. In this world where the strong are respected, such a peaceful scene is rare, so they also wanted to enjoy it.
Gai Jiuyou wanted to leave the next day. How could Zhang Zhe let him go? He forced him to stay. He drank under the table three times in a row and continued to drink when he woke up. Finally, old man Gai couldn't bear it anymore. He bowed his head and admitted his mistake, promising Zhang Zhe the future.
He was definitely the first to get married, but Zhang Zhe, who was angry, had to wait until he was bypassed once again.
Then Zhang Zhe did not let go of those who tried to trick him, one by one, and returned to his position.
It is a pity that Qi Ren's blessing did not come true after all. The two daughters did not agree to his agreement. Although they succeeded in getting married, it left a big regret for Zhang Zhe.
After all, the gathering was short-lived, and the future was still very long. Everyone left one after another and continued their lives.
After everyone left, Zhang Zhe and the others began to count the gifts they had received, and they immediately came up with the idea of holding a celebration every year.