Three days later, on August 18, the fifth year of Dalong Shengping's reign, there were only two short days left before the wedding day of Liu Chengzhi and Li Jingyao.
To be more specific, the only time left is tomorrow, the 19th.
At this moment, the interior and exterior of Liu Mansion had already been decorated with lights and decorations, and all the decorations for Liu Chengzhi's wedding day had been arranged early.
The same is true for the two cities inside and outside the capital, including the imperial palace, and the layout is several times more grand than the Liu Mansion.
Under the joint efforts of the four departments of the Ministry of Husbandry, the Ministry of Rites, the Zongren Mansion, and the Qintian Prison, the expenditure of more than two million taels of silver was no ordinary grand occasion.
The wedding of the prince of the current dynasty was a matter of universal celebration. Since the beginning of August, the entire capital, both inside and outside the capital, has been enveloped in an atmosphere of joy.
The people in both cities were infected by the joyful atmosphere. After meeting, they were all filled with happy smiles as if they were marrying wives and daughters in their own families.
In the two cities, whether it was the homes of dignitaries or famous families, or the front doors of wealthy gentry or ordinary people, they all hung up red lanterns spontaneously, and eye-catching red silk was hung on the doorways for a long time.
As for the people in the city, no one knows whether there is some hypocrisy among them.
The people in the capital are all happy about the marriage between Liu Chengzhi and Li Jingyao, but as my father and future father-in-law, Young Master Liu has already been tortured and haggard.
The reason is because of the banquet with guests such as relatives and friends.
Feeling that he was exhausted mentally and physically, Mr. Liu walked casually outside Liu Zhian's study and gently kicked open the door of his old man's study.
"Old man, the invitations to your relatives and friends over there...Mother, why are you here with the old man too?"
Bai Bing, the still charming Mrs. Liu, put down the thick roster in her hand, and cast an annoyed look at Mr. Liu, who was scratching his head and laughing with his delicate and kind beautiful eyes.
"You kid, how old are you now? Why are you still so unstable?
You are also going to be a father-in-law soon. If you continue like this in the future, what will the children think of you as an elder? "
Liu Zhi'an, who was approaching the age of sixty and his hair and beard were mostly dyed with white silk, put down the pen in his hand with a hum, leaned on the chair with the pipe in his hand and hummed a few times.
"Who is to blame? When I held the training stick to educate him, if you didn't stop me, would this situation still happen today?
What's the use of nagging a man in his thirties or forties now? It just goes in through the left ear and out through the right ear. A loving mother often loses her children, a loving mother often loses her children! "
When Mrs. Liu heard Liu Zhi'an's muttering behind her, she immediately turned around, pinched her plump waist, and glared at Liu Zhi'an fiercely.
"Okay, you heartless old guy, all the blame for what you said is my fault, right?
Back then, you were holding the training stick yourself, showing off like a tiger in heat, but in reality you were reluctant to hit the four children.
Now that the children have grown up, you push back and forth, and it’s all my fault, so you have no responsibility at all?
If that's the case, why don't you touch my body after you married me? If you don't touch my body, will children like them be born?
Would they have become what they are without them being born? Why did I marry such a heartless old thing? "
"I...I...I don't have the same experience as a woman like you."
Liu Zhi'an looked at his wife's pretty eyes, and retorted with a grunt, turned half of his body, and silently smoked his pipe.
Young Master Liu looked at his old man's wilting appearance after being scolded by his mother. He chuckled softly and hurriedly walked towards Mrs. Liu.
Liu Mingzhi tugged at the hem of my mother's clothes, held Mrs. Liu's shoulders with both hands and walked towards the chair nearby, and gently kneaded Mrs. Liu's shoulders.
"Mom, please calm down, calm down. You have a lot of experience, unlike the old man, and it's not worth it to be so angry."
Mrs. Liu was not defeated by Young Master Liu's filial offensive. She grabbed Young Master Liu's ears with her backhand and pulled them hard.
"You bastard brat, why are you pretending to be a good person here? If you weren't such a loser, would I have fallen out with your father?
When you weren't here, we, the old couple, were talking and laughing about nothing. When you came, it was all about this and that.
Why are you pretending to be a good person to me here? The worst person is you, a loser.
I'm not doing right every day, which breaks my heart and your father's heart. "
"Ouch...it hurts, mother, please be gentle. It's made from flesh, not dough. You are so willing to do it. My son is wrong. Isn't that okay if my son is wrong?"
Mrs. Liu looked at her son's pleading eyes, and finally soft-heartedly let go of her two-finger Zen technique.
"Don't you have something to do with your father? Why don't you go over there quickly? What are you doing here? Become a doorkeeper?"
"Yes, yes, son, it will be over. It will be over."
Young Master Liu released his hands from squeezing his mother's shoulders, lifted the stool on the side and walked towards Liu Zhian's desk.
"Old man, stop smoking. I have something to ask you."
Liu Zhi'an raised his eyebrows and put down the pipe in his hand and smoked a few times in the brazier under the desk. He looked at Mr. Liu and muttered: "You deserve it, little bastard. Why didn't you pluck your ears?" It’s fallen!”
Young Master Liu vaguely heard the old man's muttering, and he curled his lips and pretended not to hear it. After all, I was still sitting next to him!
If you don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, you have to give her a somewhat thin face.
"Old man, have you sent out the invitations to your guests and friends? You shouldn't have missed anyone, right?
Yun'er asked me to come here to ask you. If anyone is missing, send someone to fill it in. Don't lose our family's face and become a high-ranking person who looks down on others. "
Liu Zhi'an rolled up his tobacco bag and threw it on the table. He patted the roster that Mrs. Liu had just put on the table.
"I've never had any problems here, but you have to double check carefully to see if anyone is missing, so as not to cause any trouble.
If I forget to send the invitation to whom, I will only lose the face of our Liu family at best. If you, the bastard, are careless, you will lose not only the face of the Liu family, but also the face of the imperial court!
If you come here to ask me about this, it would be more reliable to go back and check your own roster. "
"There is no problem on my end. Everything that needs to be sent has been sent. Yun'er, Yan'er, Sister Ya, and Yunyao have all checked it three times, and there is no mistake at all.
For those relatives, friends and old friends who were away in the capital and away from the capital, Master Ben had no choice but to send the invitations to their family members. "
Liu Zhi'an nodded casually, picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea and thought about it, then frowned when he looked at Young Master Liu who was still sitting opposite.
"Since there's no problem, why don't you get out of here, you bastard? What are you doing here? Become a door god?"
"I...yes, bye bye!"
Young Master Liu waved his hand and walked out of the study with a depressed expression.
"Hey! Old man, don't let me and I be so crazy now. Let's talk about it later when you are lying in that long box!
At that time, I, the young master, must smile and lead the second child, and the third child will find a group of young and beautiful singers and dancers to jump on top of the mound of dirt on your body..."
Before Young Master Liu finished his sentence, Liu Zhi'an had already taken off his shoes and threw them at Young Master Liu's back.
"You bastard, I'm going to fuck my mother-in-law! Stop right there."
Young Master Liu heard his old man's furious voice behind him, roared, held his head and ran out of the study.
