Time flies, it’s the fourth day of May in the first year of Ruian.
Good luck, suitable for travel, marriage, and groundbreaking.
The third princess married Liu Mingzhi as his wife instead of recruiting him as a consort.
The customs of marriage are naturally based on the folk rules of marrying a wife. Not only the six essential etiquettes, but also the etiquette when marrying Qi Yun is indispensable.
The identities of Fu Zhengping's wife and his wife are almost the same. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are exactly the same.
Qi Yun and several other girls prepared wedding attire for Mr. Liu. The Liu residence was also decorated with lanterns and congratulatory voices everywhere.
Qi Yun pouted and buttoned the belt buckle of Young Master Liu's jacket with a hint of jealousy.
"My husband wants me to dress you when I get married. He doesn't consider my mood at all!"
Qinglian and others also had a hint of jealousy. Except for Qi Yun who came through, all the women present entered Liu's house in an ordinary way.
Let alone a big wedding banquet, there is no such thing as a small banquet between relatives and friends.
Nowadays, when I see my husband marrying another woman, I feel that it is not okay and impossible.
Young Master Liu smiled bitterly: "Understand it, understand it. This is a custom told by the old man and the palace, and I don't want it either!"
Qi Yun handed the bright red stiff hat to Young Master Liu: "I know, this means that I am not a jealous woman, but I really don't feel good in my body and mind!"
"I understand my husband, my husband understands me. As long as I don't drink porridge, you guys will agree to whatever I say."
Su Weier and Yun Qingshi now also knew the meaning of eating porridge, and they all rolled their eyes at Young Master Liu coquettishly.
Qinglian covered her mouth and smiled softly, sighing that her husband finally understood the consequences of being young and frivolous.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Qi Yun's charming expression and sighed helplessly.
It's all because I'm young and don't understand the world.
Fu Shan hurried in wearing a bright red robe with a cheerful smile on his face: "Master Marquis, the auspicious time has come for you to go out. It will be bad if you miss the time."
"So fast?"
Young Master Liu awkwardly asked Qi Yun for instructions: "How many ladies are there?"
Qi Yun and the other girls said in unison: "Hurry up and go. If you miss the auspicious time, be careful that the princess won't let you in today!"
"Come back as soon as you go for your husband. You go to the front yard to help the old man and mother entertain the guests!"
"I know it!"
Liu Mingzhi straightened his clothes and walked out of the house with his head held high.
"Master, I like money!"
Liu Mingzhi took the two cloth bags handed over by Liu Song and opened them. One of them contained fifty taels of silver notes. There were hundreds of them stacked together, making the cloth bags bulging.
The other one was half a bag full of broken silver, all of which were only one tael of broken silver!
"Why are there so many? Can't we just prepare a little money?"
Liu Song scratched the back of his head: "The young lady said that the young master is here to welcome the princess after all. It is too small and does not suit the status of the palace. All Xiao Song prepared was fifty taels of silver notes!"
Liu Mingzhi felt warm in his heart, hung the cloth bag on the horse's back, and got on the horse: "Welcome the bride!"
The old housekeeper Fu Shan immediately started to recruit people: "Quick, quick, quick, let's play drums and music, get up!"
The front door of Liu Mansion suddenly became lively, and people were banging and rushing towards the direction of the Prince's Mansion.
A princess can't get married without a palace, and of course she can't get married from the forbidden area of the palace. After all, there are so many rules in the palace, and it might be dark after passing so many thresholds.
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly as he watched the people swarming on the street, cupping his fists and saluting.
These were common people who came to ask for luck. Liu Mingzhi was not polite. He grabbed a handful of broken silver from his pocket and threw it on the ground. It was the best way to prevent it from hitting the people's heads.
Compared to throwing away copper coins when marrying Qi Yun, marrying the third princess would be much more luxurious.
Even the people who were watching did not expect that the Marquis was so grand and that the wedding money was actually given in silver.
Fortunately, they were all common people in the capital and rarely saw the world. Although they were jealous of the broken silver on the ground, they just let some short children fight for it, and the adults did not make any move to fight for it.
Liu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that there was no stampede among the crowd of onlookers, otherwise it would have been good intentions but bad things.
There were also some unscrupulous guys who competed with children for money. In the blink of an eye, they were pulled into the crowd by a few strong men to educate them.
I think these strong men were arranged by the Liu family.
Since they have prepared scattered pieces of silver as wedding gifts, the Liu family must be prepared to prevent the common people from rushing in to grab it.
Otherwise, it would be unlucky for a good happy event to turn into a funeral.
After passing through four lively streets, we finally arrived at the residence of Prince Li Baiyu.
The Prince's Mansion is simple yet majestic. At this time, the tall gate of the Prince's Mansion is also decorated with lights, and crowds of people are coming and going in dense numbers.
The dignitaries are like crucian carp crossing the river. There are no officials lower than those wearing light red clothes who come in and out. The lowest is a minister who can be ranked in the imperial class under the fifth rank.
Standing in front of the mansion gate, Zhou Fei, the general manager of the palace, heard the sound of drums, music and music and looked over.
Seeing Young Master Liu wearing a unicorn robe riding on a tall horse, his eyes lit up and he winked at several eunuchs around him.
The eunuchs understood and immediately stood in front of the gate of the Prince's Mansion, blocking Young Master Liu's route.
The chief steward put his hands in front of him: "Why are you here, Lord Marquis?"
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and punched him in return: "I am here to welcome you!"
The chief steward smiled lightly and punched back: "With the sound of firecrackers, drums and music, the groom dismounts!"
The queue that had been waiting in front of the Prince's Mansion for a long time immediately began to beat and play music, and firecrackers also crackled.
Liu Mingzhi got off his horse, slipped out of his cloth pocket, took out a few banknotes, and cheerfully handed them to the eight eunuchs who were blocking the door.
"My dear father-in-law, I am very happy!"
When the eight eunuchs saw the fifty-two silver notes in Young Master Liu's hand, their eyes lit up and they collected them openly without hesitation.
However, the eight eunuchs who accepted the wedding money still had no intention of giving way. Young Master Liu looked at Zhou Fei blankly. What kind of rule is this? Why are you stopping him when he wants the wedding money?
The chief steward looked at Young Master Liu with a chuckle: "Master Marquis, where is our lucky money?"
Young Master Liu took out a thousand-tael silver note from his sleeve and gave it to the chief steward: "Old Zhou, that's it!"
"The Marquis is generous, but the Queen has said that the princess is the daughter of heaven after all, and her future husband must be both civil and military. The Marquis has to pass three tests before he can go to the princess's boudoir to marry her. We'll take the money. , Mr. Hou still can’t get through it!”
Young Master Liu was startled and thought to himself that he, the queen's mother-in-law, was really a complete idiot!
When he came to marry Qi Yun, the old housekeeper of the Qi family welcomed him directly, without mentioning the rules of passing three levels.
Thinking about it, Liu Mingzhi didn't say anything. Although the princess got married according to folk customs, it is understandable that there are some differences.
Who let the third princess get the title of emperor?
"After passing three levels, I don't know which ones these three levels are? Please let me know, old Zhou!"
The chief steward clapped his hands cheerfully, and ten young men dressed as high-ranking masters came out of the gate of the Prince's Mansion. They were all around 20 or 30 years old!
Manager Zhou took out a whistle stick wrapped in red silk from his back and handed it to Young Master Liu.
"Master Hou, the first level is martial arts competition!"
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