Seventy-seven meeting GL

In the blink of an eye, Lang Yinshi had acted as supervisor of the country for more than three months. During these three months, although the contradictions in various places have eased, the deeper he went, the more difficult it was.

Lang Yinshi gradually had a deeper understanding of Tianlang's national conditions, and thus had more worries.Fortunately, after the big wedding, he was able to temporarily put down his official duties and take a break.

For this big wedding, Tianlang prepared the highest standard wedding ceremony in the past ten years.

The marriage between the two countries was unprecedentedly grand, and the marriage partner was likely to be the future prince. The preparations made the entire court painstakingly, and the Ministry of Rites, Ministry of Households, and Ministry of Internal Affairs led by the Ministry of Etiquette, all expenses were extravagant and extravagant in order to please the regent.

For several months in a row, supplies were being transported to the capital from all over the country, and there was a thick stack of books for all kinds of vehicles, horses, materials, and personnel registered at the gate of the city.Curiosities, treasures, and furniture are piled up from the warehouse all the way to the door... the best things in the world are collected here, and the eunuchs who are busy counting are very anxious.

In the court, the ministers were arguing over the arrangements and costs of the marriage.Some people think that half a year's tax revenue from Tianlang should be used to hold the wedding, while others think that everyone should gather their efforts to build a beautiful and prosperous mansion for Princess Xiling in the best location in the entire capital.

Lang Yinshi vetoed them one by one. Others didn't know, but he understood that Tianlang is like a cracked porcelain. It seems that the scenery is still there, but in fact it will be broken at any touch. Construction will only accelerate the decline of the country, and Tianlang Kingdom can no longer bear it. big shock.

Although he repeatedly asked to reduce the burden on the government and save all unnecessary expenses, these proposals did not seem to affect the unprecedented grand wedding.

Amid all the attention and anticipation, this rare wedding has finally arrived.

The day before the wedding, even Empress Ming from Xiling came from Xiling without hesitation and arrived at Tianlang Capital. She took the sixth prince Mo Zixian with her and met her daughter in the Libin Pavilion.

Mo Ziyou, who heard the news, was very pleasantly surprised, and threw himself into the arms of his mother as soon as they met.

"My daughter is still a mother and won't come anymore, I am very concerned about it." Mo Ziyou said coquettishly with a smile in his eyes.

"How can it be possible? You are the only daughter of the queen mother. Whoever's wedding will not go, you must go!" Mo Zixian was very happy to see his sister, watching the fun with a smile on his face.

Empress Mingqing was exhausted from the journey, but her smile was full of joy.

"Your father wants to come no matter what he says, and he still loses his temper at home. But how can Xiling lose the monarch? I have to ask your eldest brother to stay with him."

"He said that if there is a chance in the future, he will let you go back to Xiling and hold another wedding ceremony, so as to get rid of this regret in his heart." Sitting in the pavilion in the back garden of the Protocol Pavilion, Ming Qing caressed her daughter's face and smiled.

"What's the problem? It's just a ceremony. My daughter promises to let the emperor meet our son-in-law of Xiling!" Mo Ziyou said with a mischievous smile.

Ming Qing also laughed when she heard the words, looking at her daughter's bright face, it seemed that in just one or two years, her little daughter had grown up, she had such an elegant and generous appearance, and she also had her own beloved.

Looking up at the sky of the Tianlang Palace, Ming Qing smiled both gratified and sad, Lin'er, how many times have you looked up at this sky?Now that I have finally come to the place where you live, if you also know, you must bless them to be happy and safe, and fulfill our original agreement, okay?

The wind from the back garden gently blew Empress Mingqing's clothes, as if she was silently answering.

According to the requirements of the etiquette system, a few days before the big wedding, Lang Yinshi went to the clan hall to pay homage quietly. Amidst the tumult of a group of people, he finished his ancestor worship in a daze. Where is the wedding a blessing, it is a torture.

It was not until the night before the wedding ceremony that the envoy explaining the process finally stepped down, and he lay on the bed exhausted, his head was dizzy, but he couldn't fall asleep. Thinking of the wedding ceremony tomorrow, he had been busy for several months. Just for this day, how can I fall asleep easily?

He tried his best to lift his spirits, and set off from the palace before dawn, went to Xishan to pick the freshest twig, thinking about giving it to Mo Ziyou as a gift.When he returned home, the sky had just dawned, and Lang Leijin and Lan Yize had led the cavalry to guard the gate, waiting for him to leave for the palace.

The wedding ceremony was held in the Qianyuan Hall, and the red carpet was spread from the Fengqi Hall to every corner where the princess of Xiling would go.

It was supposed to be arranged in the Zichen Hall, but out of concerns about the first two newcomers to the Zichen Hall, he specifically asked to be changed to the Qianyuan Hall, in order to avoid taboos for auspiciousness.

He sent someone to take this fresh branch to Fengqi Hall to meet his relatives, then he went back to his residence in the palace to change his clothes, and went to Qianyuan Hall to wait first.

After a while, the auspicious time is approaching, and people came to the Qianyuan Hall one after another like flowing water.

The maids held flower baskets and sprinkled petals on the red carpet.Hundreds of officials are in line, and the guards are on the side.

Dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, Lang Muwei slowly ascended the hall with the support of Qian Shu, and sat on the throne of Qianyuan Hall, showing a rare radiance.Empress Mingqing next to him had a dignified makeup, and accompanied by Mo Zixian, she had a peaceful expression and an elegant temperament. Even though she was no longer young, she was still the demeanor of a peerless beauty.Further on, a group of royal nobles lined up like water.

Lang Yinshi is wearing a big red robe embroidered with gold thread and four-claw dragon pattern, with filigree inlay on the top of his head, a dragon and phoenix wedding crown full of pearls and jade, a Hetian seed jade pendant on his waist, and big boots embroidered with auspicious clouds, standing awe-inspiring at the gate of the main hall outside.

Clear features, black hair and snowy skin, deep eyebrows and eyes like a starry sky, clear-cut lips that are plump and moist, endowed with unparalleled beauty and unparalleled demeanor.

It's just that at this moment, King Ye was waiting somewhat anxiously, his hands clenched and loosened in his sleeves, loosened and clenched again and again.I don't know how long I waited, but I saw the shadow of the sundial shifted a little bit, and I heard the order from the eunuch in charge of ceremonies: "The auspicious time has come—welcome the newcomers!"

The horns sounded one by one, the big drums on the turret rumbled, and the lanterns and flags erected one after another were extremely festive.

At the palace gate in the distance, a sedan chair decorated with Zhai Yu appeared, and was carried forward slowly by the attendants.

Lang Yinshi's heart was pounding, and he turned a deaf ear to the blowing of the horn and the resounding music, only the person in front of him, who got off the sedan chair and walked up the red carpet step by step with the support of Xi Niang .The man with the phoenix crown and the xiapei looked like a lotus growing every step of the way. With the support of a group of maids, he walked up the stairs slowly.It was too slow, and it seemed too fast.

Being watched by thousands of people, under the blue sky, what a happy thing it is to marry the one you love!In order to wait for this day, no matter how hard it is, it seems to be worth it!

Lang Yinshi only felt his heart beating, he stared at the approaching person intently, he couldn't see her face, but he could guess the expression under her veil.

"Your Highness." Seeing that Lang Yinshi was in a daze, the nurse in charge couldn't help reminding.

I don't know when, the person has arrived in front of me.

"Oh," Lang Yinshi was stunned, he lowered his head and smiled, took the bouquet, and took a step closer to Mo Ziyou.Suddenly, a low laugh came from inside the veil, "Silly."

Lang Yinshi also laughed, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, yes, he is not stupid, since he fell in love, he has not been sober.

Leading Mo Ziyou, step by step into Qianyuan Hall.

Today's Qianyuan Hall is more spacious than in the past. In the resplendent and resplendent hall, the decorations are shining brightly, red curtains are hung everywhere, and the high platform is separated by carved fences.

Under the stage is the place for the banquet, only the close ministers are eligible to enter the palace to share the wedding banquet with the royal family.

The wedding ceremony continued.

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"Kowtow, worship heaven and earth—"

"After the ceremony, Xing!"

"Two kowtows, to worship the ancestors—"

"After the ceremony, Xing!"

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"The newlyweds bow to each other, and the ceremony-success-!"

Every time I bow down, it's like a confirmation, confirming that the person in front of me is about to become my princess, confirming that she is the person who can hold hands until she grows old in this life. When paying respects, Lang Yinshi felt his heart was crushed Happiness is so full that it is about to overflow.

Looking up, on the throne, Lang Muwei's tired tiger eyes had long-lost joy. He turned his head and said something to Empress Mingqing.The eyes of all the onlookers were filled with joy, so bright that it was hard to believe that they were the ones in the game.

"Your Highness, you can hold the princess's hand now." The nurse next to her reminded, "Okay!"

Lang Yinshi felt dizzy all night, as if in a dream, she stretched out her hand towards Mo Ziyou's dangling sleeve, met Mo Ziyou's slender finger in the cuff, and touched her fingertips, They clearly felt each other's tremors, although they couldn't catch each other's sight, but this kind of throbbing was enough to make each other understand their feelings, and there was an unspeakable feeling in their hearts for a moment.

Lang Yinshi entangled her fingertips and held them.

Mo Ziyou's hand was actually a little cold, and the slender and bony knuckles were held in the palm of the hand, giving the illusion of being fragile, which made her dare not use force, and could not bear to let go, until her palms were sweating.

Mo Ziyou couldn't see everything in front of him, he could only feel the palm of the man's hand, and thus perceive the man's every move.

"The wedding banquet begins!"

The beginning of the banquet made the wedding ceremony enter the most lively part. The guests became half the masters of the wedding banquet from the spectators. Everyone began to drink freely and enjoy themselves. A noisy sea.

"Send the new couple back to the palace!" The eunuch gave the order, and the maids came out in a file, leading them to Fengqi Hall.

Step on the chariot, step off to drive the chariot, go out of the palace gate, and enter the palace gate again.

It was only after the two walked for a long time that they finally sat down in the inner hall of Fengqi Hall, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

After holding back for a whole day, they had a lot of things to say, but before the two of them could say anything, the little eunuch informed him that Lang Yinshi was invited to have a drink at the Qianyuan Hall, "Dear relatives and ministers are still waiting My lord, you are going to toast!" The little eunuch said tactfully.

Knowing that this is unavoidable, Lang Yinshi stood up reluctantly, and shook Mo Ziyou's hand apologetically, "I'll go back as soon as I go."

"You go." Mo Ziyou tugged Lang Yinshi's sleeve, and said very gently, she smiled slightly. "I won't run away again, I'll just wait here for your return."

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