The mother-in-law has not yet married, and she has developed a grudge against her uncle for no reason.
Li Qinzai didn't even know when he had a grudge against him. The first time they met him was at the Tai Chi Palace, when the king and his ministers were playing against each other. As a minister, his uncle secretly wrote many bad things about him.
Of course, Li Qinzai could understand. After all, his reputation over the years was really bad. Cui Sheng doted on his sister and naturally disliked his notorious brother-in-law.
Li Qinzai really didn't know how to explain to him. He was different now.
I fight, I set fires, I get into trouble, but I'm a good boy...
Not to mention his past life, not to mention his predecessor, Li Qinzai traveled through time for more than a year and is still... well, commonly known as a "virgin".
Both have been virgins for over a year.
A young dandy, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, enjoying the spring breeze and having hoofs, and seeing all the flowers in Chang'an in one day, this is the normal appearance of a rich and powerful son, but what about Li Qinzai?
Not only had I never seen Chang'an Flower, even the teacher Mikami next to me was too embarrassed to do anything.
This is not only self-discipline, it is simply self-harm.
Why wouldn't my uncle love such a brother-in-law? How could you not love it?
More than half an hour later, the wedding team finally arrived in front of the Cui family courtyard.
The servants of the Cui family were already waiting at the door. A long red carpet was spread in front of the door. Li Qinzai got off his horse, and the official next to him handed over the welcome letter according to the ceremony.
The welcome letter is the last of the three books. The folk call it "three letters and six rites", among which the "three letters" are the letter of appointment, the letter of etiquette, and the letter of welcome.
Only when the three letters and six etiquette are all in place can it be said that the matchmaker is marrying, and the marriage will be recognized by the world.
The process of marrying a wife of a wealthy family is completely different from that of marrying a concubine. If you marry a concubine, you don't need to write three books and six etiquette at all. If you carry the concubine into the house on a flower bridge in the middle of the night, it will be considered a ceremony. From ancient times to the present, the mistress has not To be seen by the world, it is unfair to have a reputation.
The welcome letter is not a piece of paper, but is solemnly placed in a rectangular sandalwood box. The content inside is probably to report to the girl's parents that according to the agreed etiquette, today I will marry your daughter home. words.
The welcome book was taken over by the Cui family's housekeeper. The housekeeper saluted Li Qinzai with a smile, then hurriedly entered the door holding the welcome book in both hands.
As the housekeeper accepted the welcome letter, the door of the Cui family courtyard suddenly closed.
Li Qinzai was startled and looked at Li Jingye next to him in a panic: "Brother, what do they mean? The Cui family will not regret it, right?"
Li Jingye rolled his eyes and sighed: "No wonder you have been beaten so many times since you were a child. I can't help but want to beat you now. Keep your waist straight and be normal. Opening the door is a courtesy, and closing the door is also a courtesy. Just wait calmly and don't embarrass our Li family."
After the door closed for a moment, another one suddenly opened, and then a group of people, including men and women, walked out of the door.
The women are all middle-aged or above, and the men are young children of seven or eight years old, but one of them is very conspicuous, and surprisingly it is his uncle Cui Sheng.
Li Qinzai's cheek twitched a few times, and the group of people walked out of the door. They all carried a stick in their hands, and the stick was wrapped in layers of red silk.
Li Qinzai knew that there was no way to avoid beating the best man with a stick. The only consolation was that the weapon in his uncle Cui Sheng's hand was not a mace.
Cui Sheng, dressed in fine clothes, stood at the door and grinned at Li Qinzai. He looked like he had malicious intentions.
Li Qinzai's eyelids twitched, "My mother, my maid, do you really want to kill me?" Aren't you afraid that your father will skin you alive on your big day?
Pushing Li Sujie beside him, Li Qinzai said: "You are the prince, you go up first. If Cui really dares to attack, I will report your father tomorrow and kill his Zhongshu Sheren."
Li Sujie didn't expect that he would become a thunderbolt, so he stumbled forward. Cui Sheng just raised his stick and recognized Li Sujie instantly. He was so frightened that Cui Sheng put down the stick in a hurry. He wanted to salute but felt it was inappropriate. He was suddenly in an awkward dilemma and hated it. He glared at Li Qinzai.
I didn’t do anything on the wedding day. I really don’t want to recognize this brother-in-law...
Cui Sheng did not dare to move, but the female relatives were much more polite to Li Qinzai and the groomsmen.
Li Jingye dragged Li Qinzai inside, and the women's sticks fell gently on everyone. The force was very gentle. The Thai massage in the bath center in the previous life was rougher than them.
After a smooth journey, Li Qinzai and others arrived at the front hall of the courtyard.
The front hall was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the Cui family members densely surrounded the wedding hall, which was full of joy and noisy.
Cui Linqian sat in the hall, stroking his beard and looking at Li Qinzai with a smile.
Li Qinzai stepped forward and knelt down to worship. According to the pre-arranged instructions of the ceremony officer, he said a difficult-to-read ancient prose, which probably meant asking my father-in-law to marry his daughter to me.
Cui Linqian suppressed his smile and said in a deep voice: "My dear son-in-law, I entrust Jie'er to you today. From now on, you and Jie'er will be husband and wife. Jie'er has been gentle since she was a child and has never been wronged in the Cui family. I hope my virtuous son-in-law will treat her well." "
Li Qinzai looked Cui Linqian directly in the eyes and said solemnly: "My son-in-law will never let Jie'er down. We will share all the hardships and blessings. I will never give up in this life."
Cui Linqian smiled, and Li Qinzai bowed to him again, then stood up. Amidst the cheers of the best man and the female members of the Cui family, everyone moved to Cui Jie's boudoir in the backyard.
The wedding hall suddenly fell silent.
Cui Linqian's smile gradually faded, he took a deep breath, and his shoulders slumped unconsciously.
As if a heavy burden had been lifted off him, and as if he had lost a beloved treasure, Cui Linqian sat blankly in the wedding hall, staring at a pair of big red wedding candles.
The candlelight flickered, and red candle tears flowed down.
…………
Outside Cui Jie's boudoir, the world is now dominated by young people.
The female members of the Cui family blocked the door, laughing and making trouble, and did not allow Li Qinzai to enter.
This is also part of the wedding process. According to the rules, this is the time to write a makeup poem.
I have to say that this rule is much more elegant than a group of bridesmaids blocking the door in the previous life, but it is also much more difficult for scholars.
It's easy to give out red envelopes, but it's not so easy to write poems on the spot.
Fortunately, Li Jingye was well prepared. Before going out to meet the bride, he took out a piece of paper, wrote several poems on it, and asked Li Qinzai to memorize it.
In fact, Li Qinzai had several makeup-inducing poems in his mind, which are all famous lines throughout the ages, such as the famous "Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of face", which is very suitable for use as a makeup-inducing poem.
But since Li Jingye hired a gunman, Li Qinzai was of course happy to hide his clumsiness.
He was already very famous, and Li Qinzai didn't want people to label him as a "poet and talented man" again in the future.
The way he clasped his hands in the wind and recited poems while chanting poems was certainly cool, but it was also bloody. If he became too famous and attracted a great scholar of the time, and wanted to debate the doctrines of sages and sages with him, should Li Qinzai give in or kill the great scholar with a stick?
Under the urging of the female family members, Li Qinzai confidently recited the poem urging makeup written by a gunman who did not deserve to have a name.
When he memorized the third sentence, Li Qinzai got stuck.
What kind of gunman did you hire? His writing was so awkward, so he turned around and got his reward back.
Under everyone's blank gaze, Li Qinzai simply put his hand into Li Jingye's arms, took out the piece of paper with the makeup-inducing poem on it, read the poem according to it, and finally brushed the piece of paper. tear……
The whole process was smooth and smooth, with no change in expression.
Well, this poem is my original work, what?
Li Jingye looked up at the sky sadly, with a shameless look on his face that looked like the shame of everyone in the world.
The noisy crowd fell silent for a moment. Li Qinzai's actions obviously aroused the female family members.
After a long time, a familiar voice suddenly came from the crowd, "Bah! Shameless!"
Li Qinzai raised his eyebrows, and he recognized Cui Sheng's voice.
I'm a bit busy today. I'll deal with you next time. Your sister is already married. Let's see if I can give you face.
Li Qinzai looked at the stunned female family members, coughed, and said slowly: "I advise you to open the door. Anyone who has heard of me knows that I am good at setting fire to houses..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a female family member who was very knowledgeable about current affairs opened the door of the boudoir with a snap and stood aside respectfully.
In the gorgeous and festive boudoir, Cui Jie was wearing a bright red wedding dress and a red hijab covering her head. She was sitting quietly by the bed. The hijab was trembling slightly. Li Qinzai felt that she might be too happy...
Of course, it is also possible that the person under the hijab is actually Sister Pomegranate, and Sister Pomegranate happened to be trembling...
Li Qinzai felt inexplicably anxious. The Cui family wouldn't play Qiu Xiang's tricks with him, right?
Li Jingye pushed him and said, "Why don't you go and carry your mother-in-law out!"
Li Qinzai woke up from a dream and carried him inside.
With his back to Cui Jie, Li Qinzai held her back with both hands and leaned her on his back. Li Qinzai weighed the weight and unconsciously grabbed her buttocks with his hands. He heard a muffled sound of embarrassment and annoyance coming from under the hijab. .
Sure, it's her.
Whether it's the weight, the sound, or the feel... well, it's all her.
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