Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

As the wedding date approaches, Wangshu is calm and composed.

It was hot during the day, and when the sun went down in the afternoon and it became cooler, he took Zhang San with him to ride horses out of the city. After practicing for half an hour at Famen Temple, Qin Xiuyuan, who was off duty, came galloping over. The two of them went to the winding path deeper in the back mountain and ran two laps, and then returned together.

Ji's mother, however, took great care of the situation. She tore down the wall, leveled the yard, and repainted and papered the doors and windows of both houses. She also hired the best paper-cutting artist in Yaocheng to paste wedding characters of all sizes everywhere. The most skilled lantern maker brought in a variety of lanterns and hung them on the front porches of the Qin and Ji families' houses.

The hall is decorated in a festive and grand manner.

Ji's father carefully considered each word, wrote the invitations himself, and sent them out one by one. The banquet for the two families was prepared by Wangxianlou, the best restaurant in Yaocheng.

Wangcai and Dameiren's family had red silk scarves draped around their necks, looking out of place. Ji Laoer's new red clothes, worn for the New Year, were taken out from the bottom of the box and washed and aired...

The dark circles under Qin Xiuyuan's eyes became darker and darker...

On the contrary, Zhang San and Wangshu were the calmest.

Zhang San, who had three fingers broken, had the reins wrapped around his right wrist as he slowly followed behind a leisurely couple in front of him.

"Can't you sleep?" the girl asked coquettishly.

"You can sleep every day," the man complained, staring at his fiancée who was whipping her horse next to him. "Don't you toss and turn in bed, thinking about your wife?"

"It's a bit hot... Well, it's not like we're getting married blindly..."

...The man was speechless for a long while, "Then how about preparing a jade pillow to keep cool..."

"Can't you just fan me?"

The man's face flushed instantly.

Zhang San: ...It's as easy for a girl to control her fiancé as drinking water.

Until the day before the wedding, Qin Xiuyuan was still running to Ji's house, confirming the procedures with Ji's father and mother over and over again. The servants of both families were busy running around. Wangshu washed his face, which was red. If he didn't want to see anyone, he would not see anyone according to custom.

The man whispered through the window, "Wangshu, see you tomorrow."

The eighth day of the eighth month is an auspicious day for getting married.

Wangshu, wearing a bright red wedding dress, refused the matchmaker's help in painting her face a bright red pig, and put on some light makeup herself.

Because the sun is too strong, the bride-picking ceremony is scheduled for the hour of Chen.

Everything was kept simple. Qin Xiuyuan, who was also dressed in red and as white as jade, rode his horse through the streets and soon arrived at Ji's house, ready to take the bride, who was covered with a red veil, into the sedan chair.

"He's very elegant, and the groom is very handsome!"

As soon as the man stepped into the house, the eyes of the relatives on both sides of Ji's father and mother lit up. Clothes make the man, and the cold white skin wearing a brightly colored wedding dress had a beautiful look like a blooming flower.

Father Ji's eyes were red as he took Wangshu and handed him to his son-in-law.

"Xiuyuan, I leave Shushu to you. You must take care of her for decades to come."

Ji's mother held down Ji Laoer, who was about to lift the veil, and the family was reluctant to let him go.

"Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, Xiuyuan hereby swears that he will do his best to treat Wangshu wholeheartedly, and that we will work together as husband and wife to live our lives."

"Good!" Everyone applauded!

Li Fugui shouted the loudest among the brothers, saying to Zhang San beside him, "A woman is blessed to marry a man like this!"

Zhang San: ...no words.

Li Fugui: It’s a happy day, but I haven’t farted for a long time!

Over there, the groom carried the bride out of the house like a princess.

"Are there a lot of people?" Wangshu climbed onto the man's neck with both hands, his ears buzzing.

"A lot. A lot." Everyone's eyes almost jumped on the two people, and wherever they went, there was a burst of wows.

The wedding suit his mother-in-law made for him was really eye-catching.

"How are you feeling?" Wangshu continued to ask.

“…a little nervous.”

"It feels like a dream, so real and unreal. I just remembered that Nanny Li will be working at Wangxian Tower in the future, and you can't even find someone to cook for us!"

Qin Xiuyuan: ... "I bought two maids, don't worry."

It was his mother-in-law who reminded him of this. Once Wangshu let go of this matter, both families depended on his mother-in-law's thoughtful care.

Arriving in front of the sedan chair:

“…I want you to carry me there, or even ride on horseback!”

…She had previously disliked the wide horse-faced skirt as a wedding dress, but her mother-in-law made her a curved skirt that would flatter her figure.

...Qin Xiuyuan: "Your skirt is not suitable for riding."

"I can ride sideways, you hold me up."

Qin Xiuyuan, who had always been unable to refuse, naturally agreed to her wish. He hugged Wangshu tightly, called Zhang San over and said a few words, and when Ji's mother hurried over, even though she usually spoiled her daughter, she had to scold her lightly at this time: "Shushu! There are so many people here!"

Wangshu, who was wearing a mandarin duck veil, shook her head. The veil moved, and her fingers were like peeling onion roots, and her round nails were painted bright red.

"I'm getting married, Qin Xiuyuan is getting married, and we are the protagonists. They just come to see us and eat!"

Ji's mother was quite angry and could only watch as her son-in-law indulged himself in the horse. He held the person's feet with one hand and jumped onto the horse easily. "Good!" His neat and easy horse-mounting skills were greeted with cheers. Ah Zong, who was wearing a bright red silk, snorted and ran first, his red clothes fluttering in the wind, and they leaned on each other.

Later, Zhang San formed a wedding team touring the city with the five people he found temporarily. Each horse was hung with a red ribbon, and the horses leaped and flew, attracting onlookers.

With one hand she controlled Wangshu who was sitting sideways, and with the other she controlled the rope. Her red clothes were shimmering, her hair was as black as ink, her face was as white as crystal jade, her facial features were three-dimensional, her eyes were as light as emerald, and she was wearing a bright red wedding dress. She looked like a fairy who had come down to earth and was stained by the mundane world.

"It's the General of the Guard! He's getting married!" someone in the crowd said.

"The general is mighty!"

"Congratulations General!"

"Aren't you afraid of missing the auspicious time?"

"The girl from the Ji family doesn't believe in these things at all. Didn't you see that there were no betrothal gifts or dowry?"

"Young people have so many ways of getting married these days!"

"It's also because the general's family has no elders, which is not decent!"

"So what if there are elders? The general is so outstanding, but he can't make his own decision?!"

...There was a traffic jam due to the large number of people. Wangshu and his companions naturally heard the discussions. Qin Xiuyuan silently replied in his heart: I can't get it.

As more and more people gathered, the horses moved slower. Whenever Qin Xiuyuan received congratulations, he nodded in the direction of the voice with a gentle expression.

Although everyone couldn't see the bride who was holding the veil tightly, they were satisfied to be able to see the groom's face and look pleasing to the eye, so they all sent their wedding blessings.

"Congratulations, General, on your wedding!"

"I wish the general and his wife a long and happy marriage and a son soon!"

"I wish the general will marry his beautiful wife and have both sons and daughters!"

Slowly, Qin Xiuyuan's face grew hotter as he nodded in thanks, his cheeks flushed. "Thank you, everyone. Thank you!"

Before turning into a drunk shrimp, I controlled my horse and ran across this section of the road in small steps.

"Oh my God, the general's face looks so red!" A bold woman expressed her feelings.

"The most handsome man in the Northwest Army is worthy of his reputation!"

After touring the city, Qin Xiuyuan went from being a handsome man to being the most handsome man in the Northwest Army. In the end, people with extensive experience recognized that "it's not an exaggeration to call him the most handsome man in the Northwest!"

Wangshu: ...I listened with great interest all the way.