For a family like the Song family, which is not prosperous to begin with, getting a wife is no small matter.
Song Xuan first followed his father to worship his ancestors, and at three o'clock, he walked out of the door with Da Niu, Shou Hou and two other friends who had been playing well since childhood, and led the wedding team to the Lu family.
According to Old Song, the Song family and the Lu family are family friends, and there are no red tapes. You can come back as soon as you pick someone up.
Song Xuan was dressed in a bright red robe, a black gauze hat with palace flowers, and he was riding a tall horse. He looked so handsome. Even Song Qian, who was accustomed to seeing this outfit at the moment, couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praise him. One sentence.
"My brother is so handsome!"
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Outside the Lu family's gate, Lu Xiaoliu was blocking the door.
Looking at his former childhood friend and now his brother-in-law, Song Xuan said angrily: "If you have any requests, please tell me immediately. It's a waste of time. Don't blame me for dealing with you!"
"Hey!" Lu Xiaoliu didn't give in at all, "Brother-in-law, when literati get married, they have to write a poem to encourage them to marry. We are not from a scholarly family, and our requirements are not high. You, the groom, can do whatever you want. It’s okay to give it a try, right?”
"This is acceptable!"
Song Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that this guy Lu Xiaoliu would do something wrong. With this guy's funny temperament, Song Xuan wouldn't be surprised if he asked to sing the Eighteen Touches.
When it comes to composing poetry, as a time traveler, I am somewhat good at it. Even if I can’t copy it directly, it’s still possible.
After pondering for a while, a more suitable song appeared in Song Xuan's mind.
With a slight cough, Song Xuan recited: "In the past, I was going to visit Jade Capital, and the first immortal Xu Zhuangtou. Today, I am fortunate to be at the Qin and Jin gatherings, and I taught Luan Feng to go down to the makeup building early."
After the poem was recited, the onlookers suddenly cheered.
Some people really think this poem is very good, and some people don't understand the poem. But who dares to say a bad word about a poem written by the conductor himself?
Lu Xiaoliu, as a frequent visitor to Goulan, naturally knew some poetry and poetry, and he nodded repeatedly, "Brother-in-law, this poem is very good, but I don't know what Qin Jin in the poem means?
What does the meeting of Qinzhou and Jinzhou mean? "
Song Xuan glanced sideways at him, "Xiao Liuzi, you have too many questions today!"
Lu Xiaoliu chuckled, "Okay, okay, don't ask, I don't want to take this offence. It's my second sister who insisted that I let you write a poem. If it's what I want, I might as well let you sing a song!" "
As he said that, he winked, with an expression you know.
Song Xuan rolled his eyes at him, then pushed the door open and walked in. Today is my happy day, so don't do anything obscene for me here!
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Entering the lobby, Song Xuan bowed and bowed to Lu Changhe and his wife.
"My son-in-law pays homage to his father-in-law! Meets his mother-in-law!"
"Okay, okay, get up quickly!"
Mother Lu smiled from ear to ear and couldn't help but be overjoyed. The more she looked at this eldest son-in-law, the more she fell in love with her. Naturally, her daughter's eyesight was beyond words. This most outstanding young man in the imperial capital would belong to her Lu family from now on. !
Lu Changhe's expression was a little strange, a little relieved, but also a little uncomfortable. Looking at the high-spirited son-in-law in front of him, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
After a while, he moved his lips and said, "Take Qingxue back home, don't waste time!"
Song Xuan secretly laughed. This father-in-law was really happy. He bowed again and said, "Thank you, father-in-law!"
Soon, Yaoyue, who was dressed in a red wedding dress and wearing a hijab, was surrounded by Lianxing and a group of flower slaves, and arrived in front of an eight-carrying sedan with dragons and embroidered phoenixes.
Before getting on the sedan chair, Yao Yue heard bursts of exclamations in her ears, and her subconscious consciousness swept away.
But starting from the gate of Lu Mansion, a three-foot-wide red carpet stretched all the way eastward, stretching for more than ten miles, with no end as far as the eye could see.
On both sides of the red carpet, red lanterns were hung outside every house on the street. There were altars of plum blossoms on the roadside, and the fragrance of the flowers overflowed.
Even the people who were used to seeing wealthy families in the imperial capital were amazed and shocked at this moment.
Tens of miles of red makeup, flowers all over the city, and lanterns hanging high in every house, this is more than just luxury. It can't be played without overwhelming power.
Lu Xiaoliu was surprised, "No, when the wedding team came just now, there were no such things on the street. How did you do it after all this time?"
Song Xuan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Look, it's good to be an official. Just mention it casually, and there will be thousands of brothers who will do everything perfectly for you."
He didn't even need to mention that the dignified Xuanyi Guard Commander was getting married. There would be people who wanted to make progress who would know what to do.
Yao Yue's beautiful eyes flashed. Although she had always been cold-tempered, she was a little excited at this moment. She whispered: "Husband, are you a little too showy?"
Song Xuan shook his head and smiled: "It's already very low-key!"
Yao Yue said no more. After sitting on the eight-carriage sedan, at the back of the wedding team, a pretty girl in festive clothes excitedly waved to the team behind her.
The next moment, ritual music and cheerful and festive tunes sounded in the streets.
Ah Zi's face turned red with excitement.
Half a month ago, after receiving the summons from the adults, she rushed non-stop with the Xingxiu Song and Dance Troupe, and finally arrived before the adults got married.
The conductor of the wedding ceremony and music was completed by her, Azi. From now on, in this imperial capital, no one should treat her differently when they see her?
Yaoyue was sitting in the sedan chair, while Lianxing was walking beside her, muttering: "Sister, didn't you say that the wedding is simpler? Let's not talk about Shili Hongzhuang. I just saw that in the wedding team, the number of people playing music alone was With hundreds of people, is this called simplicity?"
"I don't know either~~"
Yao Yue's voice was rare and soft, "You know, his thoughts are hard to fathom."
In the sedan, Yao Yue suppressed her smile, but after holding it back for a while, she still couldn't help but smile. Looking at the back of the tall horse in front of her, she felt slightly absent-minded for a moment.
The wedding team played, played and sang all the way, attracting many people in the imperial capital to watch.
The people in the imperial capital were well-informed, and it was not that they had never seen the wealthy and powerful welcoming brides, but this was the first time they had seen such a flamboyant and extravagant wedding.
Not to mention the Shili Hongzhuang, the strings of lanterns hanging outside the houses on the roadside are not something ordinary people can do.
If you privately occupy private houses, you think you are the emperor!
This situation caused many people to whisper.
"After the new emperor ascended the throne, he has always advocated frugality and not luxury and waste. Who is this, who dares to ignore the emperor's orders?"
"Yes, it's too flamboyant! This place in the imperial capital is home to countless powerful people. Throwing a brick at random may hit an official. Whose wedding team is this? So flamboyant, aren't you afraid of causing big trouble for the family?"
"What? Is he the new commander of the Xuanyi Guards, Song Xuan?"
"Oh, it's him! Then it's okay!"
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