Yi Gong felt relieved after hearing what Master said. He took the chess box from his family and opened it on the roof of the car. He first took out a rectangular chessboard from the box. With a push of both hands, the chessboard formed a square. The chessboard was made of heavy red wood.

, the nine stars are connected with copper strips, and the surface of the disk is intertwined with a soft and exquisite "tian" character. The two chess pieces are polished from Jingshan jade, which looks sparkling and sparkling, and feels warm and round.

Softness is indeed the best in chess.

"Master, what do you think of this as a congratulatory gift? It has face, but it's just a chess set. It doesn't show off anything, so I think it's very good." Yi Gong felt quite complacent.

"Very good?" He didn't want Rong Yi but glanced sideways at him: "When giving gifts, you have to cater to the person he likes. Considering how many friends you have, do you think he will like Yi Ju? If he is Duke Zhao, this gift will complement him."

What's more, his friend Wei Duo may be wary of Rong Duo, and if it's not something he really likes, he won't accept it."

Yi Gong was puzzled by this statement: "Master, in this case, why should we rush to give gifts and bring trouble to ourselves?"

"He is on guard against me, so he has to send it as a gift. No matter what, I have to get along with this so that others won't talk about it in the future. If you don't slap the smiley face, this gift must be given. Let's bring Congqi with him.

Take out the box of century-old Lanling wine that you brought back, and this is it!" Rong Yi decided decisively.

"Ah? That box of wine was specially given to Master by Mr. Tang. You couldn't bear to open the box, so why don't you give it as a gift?" Yi Gong looked reluctant.

Rong Yi laughed and said, "What's there to be reluctant to part with? It's just the right thing to give good wine to a hero, so this is it!"

"No!" Yi Gong replied helplessly.

Four or five days later, it was the wedding day of Kui Duoyou. According to the official system of the Zhou Dynasty, as a false commander of the Zhou Dynasty, he had an official residence in Luoyi. However, Kui Duoyou was stationed in the military camp all year round and rarely came back.

, this house became like the Sima Mansion in Haojing City in those days, and became a home where the guards of Chengzhou's handsome tent could come and go at will.

Amidst the loud sound of firecrackers, the wedding car tied with red flower silk has slowly arrived at the door of the house. Kui Duoyou, who is also wearing a bright red wedding dress and feels uncomfortable, is already waiting there, covered in bright red.

The bride of Xipa slowly stepped out of the car, holding the maid's wrist, holding the bright red silk stuffed into her hand with one hand, and walked forward in a daze.

Accompanied by the noisy firecrackers and the sound of congratulations, Wei Duoyou was confused, as if he was falling into the clouds. He finally got married, and from today on, he is also a man with a family. Everything is like this.

It's like a dream, not to mention I have a lot of expectations, I just feel that an important task has been completed.

A long wedding carpet was spread on the ground, leading to the wedding hall in the main house. The newlyweds stepped on the wedding carpet and walked slowly forward. They didn't know they had arrived until they saw the carved and embossed threshold.

The bride is like a puppet, constantly standing up, bowing, turning around, bowing again, turning around again, and bowing again, following the singing and promptings of the ritual officer. After a period of dizziness, she is led into the bridal chamber like a puppy. The groom can only stay in the bridal chamber.

After completing the etiquette of lifting the handkerchief and drinking wine together, they return to the wedding hall to deal with the guests’ endless congratulations, toasts, and even drunkenness.

As soon as they returned to the Xitang, they saw Konoe Bei'er approaching nervously and whispering: "General, that ------- Mr. Rongyi is here!"

"Why is he here?" Kui Duoyou was shocked. Although he had interacted with this person, he had vaguely sensed that this person seemed to be spying on his friend Zhao Hu. Every time they met, he could only be on guard and never care.

The desire to make friends. Besides, I didn’t post a message to invite him, so why did he come uninvited?

"General, would you like to invite him in?" Bei'er asked.

"You're already here, so of course we can only invite you in. No, I'll go out to welcome you in person!" Wei Duoyou straightened his clothes and went out to welcome you calmly.

Before he even stepped out of the wedding hall, Rong Yi had already stepped in. He held his hands in greeting in the spring breeze and said: "Oh my, Rong is here uninvited. I hope the general will not blame Rong for his abruptness and give me a glass of wedding wine."

Drink!"

Wei Duoyou was also slightly surprised when he saw Rong Yi. The emperor's minister in front of him was not wearing official uniform today. He was just wearing a linen robe with a thick jade hairpin on his head. He looked like a middle-aged scholar. He couldn't help but

He asked: "Wherever, Mr. Rong is here, Mr. Kuai is in full glory! It's just that Mr. Rong came here today wearing common clothes and no longer serves as an official?"

Rong Yi smiled calmly: "The official clothes are washed hard and do not absorb sweat. The generals on the left and right are juniors, so I will show off this time."

After all, Wei Duoyou is a generous person. Hearing this, he clapped his hands: "Sir, what you said is absolutely true! I don't like the official clothes the most. They are light, hard and not close to the body. My upper body is like a bucket of water.

It’s not as comfortable as wearing iron armor.”

"People say that the military is very true, and it's true."

The guests and hosts were chatting happily. The elders of the family came up to ask if they could have a wedding banquet. Kui Duoyou waved his hand and said, "Here you go, I won't come home until you get drunk today!"

Rongyi sat down and looked around coldly. There were only about twenty people in the wedding hall. Most of them were the guards in Chengzhou's commander's tent. There were also a few people from Luoyi's official office. Then there were those who were arrogant at the head of the table.

What's wrong with the old father-in-law and his son? Rongyi saw the greetings one by one and then sat down to the table calmly.

At this time, the family elder led four maids carrying rice baskets and food boxes and walked through the door. While talking, everyone's food tables were set up. In front of Rongyi were two basins, two bowls and one plate: a large basin of hot rice.

Fat lamb with bones, a large pot of green soup, a large bowl of white garlic and green onions, a small bowl of gray pepper and salt noodles, and a large plate of thick sliced ​​cakes that are burnt on the outside and white on the inside.

Rong Yi looked at the big case in front of Wei Duoyou and couldn't help but be speechless. On a huge dining table, half of a roasted fat lamb with shiny red sauce sat on a large copper plate, with large basins and bowls of green soup on both sides.

Thick pancakes with garlic and spring onions are piled up in piles, making them look like mountains.

"General Wei is indeed young and promising, and his appetite is astonishing!"

"This is a constant!" Kui Duoyou couldn't help laughing: "There are many people in the army who eat a lot. I think back then, the eldest father of Guo Gong, every meal must be a whole fattened sheep weighing fifty or sixty kilograms. I am only half

It’s just, it’s really nothing.”

"A sheep! Fifty or sixty pounds------" Rongyi was stunned for the first time.

"It's not surprising!" Kui Duoyou laughed and said, "Sir, I just want to think about it. On the battlefield, we are either rushing to fight or advancing at full speed. For a moment, we can only eat a piece of dried meat biscuit. As long as we can make a living,

There are many people who are not as hungry as empty grains and can eat half a sheep. It’s not surprising!”

"That's right." Bei'er, who was waiting in the hall, couldn't help but interjected: "Sir, do you know that our general's recruiting rules depend on how much food he eats! A young boy can't eat five kilograms of dried meat and two kilograms of dried biscuits in one meal.

, couldn’t join the army. When I joined the army, I had to eat that meal forcefully and it lasted for several days!"
Chapter completed!