"Worship heaven and earth!"
"Two thanks to Gaotang!"
"Couple greetings!"
"Send it to the bridal chamber!"
The wedding of Yu Zecheng and Mu Wanqiu was held soon.
The wedding was very lively.
Because it was run by Wu Jingzhong, no one dared not show respect. Everyone who could come came and gave them thick red envelopes.
Yu Zecheng even asked someone to set up a flowing banquet in his hometown for three days, which made the people in his hometown happy.
Chen Cuiping and her friends all went to eat. They also followed suit and had a good time.
"Brothers, eat quickly. If you don't eat, you won't get anything. Come and cheer!" Chen Cuiping was so arrogant. As expected, he ate a lot of meat and drank a lot of wine, and got several men drunk.
"Captain, whose banquet is this?" a soldier asked.
"I heard that my surname is Yu. I used to be from a wealthy family, but later my family fell into decline."
"Captain, what does it mean to have a poor family?"
"A declining family means that the family has no money."
"The family has no money? Then let us eat like this for free?"
"He said he became a high official again and became rich again."
"Being a high official? Then we have to work hard to make him poor."
"Yes, the one named Yu is the one who eats the poor." Chen Cuiping didn't know that this wedding was that of the eldest brother she had always been thinking about. If she knew, would she still be able to eat? After meeting Yu Zecheng, she often thought of him.
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Chinese decoration style.
bedroom.
"Wan Qiu, you are so beautiful today!" Mu Wanqiu was wearing a Chinese wedding dress, so beautiful that Yu Zecheng couldn't take his eyes away.
"Zecheng, you are also very heroic today."
"It's late autumn, it's getting deep, let's go to bed."
"Zecheng, let me help you undress."
"Wan Qiu, let me help you untie your belt."
The bedroom lit by red candles is full of affection.
The men and women on the wooden bed warmed each other.
...
After Yu Zecheng got married, he changed from his normal state.
He no longer hangs out in bars, casinos, and other entertainment venues. He became a good husband.
He and Mu Wanqiu played the piano and talked about love every day. The two were together all day long, and they were inseparable.
They lived a happy life.
Mu Wanqiu's parents and relatives from her hometown also arrived in Tianjing. Their residences were all arranged by Yu Zecheng, and some young people were even given jobs.
in addition.
Yu Zecheng moved.
He moved to a larger villa.
He thought the previous small western-style building was too small.
His big villa is rented.
Only he and Mu Wanqiu lived in this villa.
His parents still live in the original small foreign-style building.
Mu Wanqiu's parents and relatives also have another place to live.
Yu Zecheng and Mu Wanqiu lived in a world of two.
This way no one will disturb you.
No matter how loud Mu Wanqiu's singing, piano, or other sounds were, he was not afraid of disturbing others.
Many days passed in the blink of an eye.
This morning, Yu Zecheng continued to stay at home and did not go out.
The white piano is spotless.
This is the piano that belonged to Mu Liancheng's house and was moved here by Yu Zecheng.
Mu Liancheng didn't dare to say no. He was always afraid of Yu Zecheng. He saw Yu Zecheng like a mouse seeing a cat. He had an instinctive fear from his body. Therefore, he gave Mu Wanqiu a lot of dowry to please Yu Zecheng.
But Yu Zecheng wiped it clean and still wanted to kill Mu Liancheng.
"Ding Ding Dong..." Mu Wanqiu sat in front of the piano and tried to tune.
After marriage, she became even more radiant and radiant. One look at it and you can tell that she is very happy.
"Zecheng, I am composing music for this poem." Mu Wanqiu held a pen in his hand. "In the future, using pens will be the general trend, because it is progressive."
"Western things will always be popular, but we can't say it is progressive, we can only say it is cheap." Yu Zecheng said casually. He stood aside and flipped through the newspaper casually. He should go to work, but he won't.
"Cheap? Zecheng, isn't this pen cheap? It costs a lot more." Mu Wanqiu asked strangely. The pen in her hand is indeed quite expensive.
"In late autumn, cheap doesn't just mean the price, but also means that the pen is easy to use for writing. The brushes we used before were difficult for ordinary people to control and could not write well. Therefore, not many people used them.
As for fountain pens, it's relatively easy. It doesn’t take long to study and you can write almost as well.
They seem to be the same, but there is a cultural difference.
The writing brush has a long history and contains a lot of knowledge that ordinary people cannot learn well in a lifetime.
As for the pen, it is just for writing, it is convenient. It has no background or knowledge, it is just a tool. "Yu Zecheng said casually.
"Zecheng, you are right. Our culture has more foundation and depth. Western gadgets are just tricks. Even if the pen becomes popular, it cannot compare with the symbolic meaning of the brush." Mu Wanqiu said with a smile.
"Westerners, haha, are just a group of uncivilized savages. They are arrogant and arrogant before they have even shed their hair. They are the worst people. They do not deserve to be human beings, only beasts. It is a pity that many powerful people They are all learning from foreigners. The trend of worshiping foreigners and flattering foreigners is prevalent." Yu Zecheng said with disdain.
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"Zecheng, the world is so ignorant. Let's not talk about those unhappy things. Let me read you the poem I wrote." Mu Wanqiu said with a smile. She is a young and artistic woman who likes literature, can write poetry, sing, dance, and play the piano. With Yu Zecheng, her life is happy.
"Okay, I'm all ears." Yu Zecheng put down the newspaper, walked behind Mu Wanqiu, and hugged her.
"I heard someone crying, but I was not sad. When I raised my painful head, I saw the light of the night."
"This is a new-style poem. I don't like this kind of poetry. I still like ancient-style poems. For example, the sun sets behind the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea."
"But I can only write new-style poems, not ancient-style poems."
"Then learn slowly, and you can always learn it. Late Qiu, why is there crying in your poems?"
"Zecheng, I used to be always sad, so I could always hear my mother's crying in my ears. Until I met you, I am no longer sad, and I don't feel sad anymore when I think of the past."
"Then why is there daylight late at night?"
"Because there is someone in my heart, there is light in the darkness."
"Is there someone in my heart? Who is there?"
"What do you think?" Mu Wanqiu said with a rosy face.
"I have no idea."
"Zecheng, of course it's you."
"Haha, late autumn, I was not a good person before."
"Zecheng, I don't care who you were before. Even if you are a pit of fire, I will jump out of it. Just let your raging fire burn me to death."
"Okay, then let's burn my youth." Yu Zecheng picked up Mu Wanqiu with a smile and walked to the bedroom.
"Zecheng, we just got up, why don't we go to bed."
"We can just catch up on some sleep."
At this time, the annoying phone rang.
Yu Zecheng could only put down Mu Wanqiu and answer the phone.
"Hey, Zecheng, why don't you come to the station?" Wu Jingzhong asked. His tone was a little unhappy.
"Webmaster, I'm a little sleepy and want to catch up on some sleep." Yu Zecheng said matter-of-factly. He is an honest man who cannot lie.
"Still want to catch up on your sleep? That's nonsense. Zecheng, you can't indulge in the boudoir after getting married. Don't forget, you still have a mission." Wu Jingzhong frowned. He did not expect that after Yu Zecheng got married, he would stay at home all day and not go anywhere. He would neither work nor go to Mu Liancheng's family. It was simply unreasonable. If this continues, Mu Liancheng's antiques will be secretly moved away. He couldn't catch anything.
"Stationmaster, I have not forgotten the task. It is inconvenient to speak at home, so I will go to the station to report to you immediately." Yu Zecheng said.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come over." Wu Jingzhong hung up the phone helplessly.
He pinched his eyebrows. The routine investigation on Yu Zecheng has ended.
Yu Zecheng had had too many women in the mountain city before, and most of them had no problems, but a few women had written some radical articles. Among them, one named Zuo Lan had the biggest problems and the most trouble. This Zuo Lan also went to Yanzhou. This is a hidden danger and must be investigated.
Although Zuo Lan changed her name after going to Yanzhou, she was more active, so she was still targeted and investigated. It was found that she was called Zuo Lan when she was in the mountain city and had written some progressive articles. At that time, she and Yu Zecheng had an intimate relationship.
How come Yu Zecheng, a bastard, has so many women?
And there are women who went to Yanzhou, I hope it’s just a coincidence.
Wu Jingzhong did not want Yu Zecheng to have any problems.
