In front of the bronze mirror, Yang Ehuang sat quietly on the dressing table, her long hair scattered on her shoulders and waist like a waterfall.

From the time when Jiangdu was in trouble to today, she has been in a state of twists and turns. How can she use words such as joy and excitement, and so on to describe her current mood? After the intersecting of all kinds of flavors, it seems that thousands of sails have passed, leaving only a tranquility and turbulence.

Fu Yi carefully helped her comb her hair behind the bronze mirror. Fu Yi said, "Your Highness, Princess, you are so beautiful today."

Yang Ehuang smiled and said, "Since ancient times, is there any bride who is not beautiful when she gets married?"

Fu Yi said, "Those are all ordinary women, you are the dignified Princess Changle now."

Yang Ehuang smiled but stopped talking. In addition to brushing her clothes, there were five or six maids serving her.

They put phoenix hairpins for Yang Ehuang, tied up their black hair, threw on white and pink putty, drew plain eyebrows, put on yellow flowers on their foreheads, and applied rouge. Finally, they put on a phoenix crown and robe.

After finally completing these things, Yang Ehuang looked at the bronze mirror, nodded slightly, and signaled that he could.

"Tonight, the Weaver Girl descended to the world and was free to face the mirror. She had her own peach blossoms and lotus faces, and she did not need to be dirty with makeup."

It turned out that the groom's wedding was already here, and he sang a poem to urge makeup outside the mansion.

The maids in the room were laughing, listening to the makeup urging poems outside the door, saying, "Your Highness, the princess, the princess, has arrived outside the door, so I won't start urging you."

Yang Ehuang lowered her head.

He glanced at his clothes and said loudly: "Why are you anxious? Your princess is a golden branch and jade leaf, so it's so expensive. So what if you let the prince-consort wait? Why do you make a coax?"

When all the maids saw Fu Yi open their mouths, they all kept silent. Yang Ehuang smiled and said, "Fu Yi, do you want to scare people?"

Fu Yi said, "Princess. I'm here to make my son-in-law wait for you, so as not to think that it's too easy to marry a wife and look down on you in the future."

"You!" Princess Changle blamed her slightly. The maids laughed again.

The makeup urging poem outside the window was recited over and over again. At first, there were only a few people, and then dozens and hundreds of people sang together.

Outside the yard, there are gongs and drums.

A maid here heard Fu Yi's whisper and opened the door and walked out. She shouted in the yard: "This is the song that comes and goes. Has the prince consort finished his life?"

At this time, someone outside said, "You maid is so slutty. Your son-in-law is very talented and he is afraid of you. He is just afraid that he will miss the auspicious time and then urge you."

"Only you have talent, you can get married. Why do you have to come in without talent? Do you marry a princess at will?"

"I really can't do anything to you. Listen," another person sang: "It's rumored that the candle was lowered and the red pink is not to be in front of the mirror. Don't be full of makeup but with eyebrows waiting for the painter to paint."

"good!"

Everyone inside and outside the yard cheered, and even Yang Ehuang smiled slightly.

"It is said that the candle is lowered and the red pink is not to be in front of the mirror. You don't need to make up your face but keep your eyebrows waiting for the painter to paint."

Hundreds of people outside the house sang together, the sound was loud and the joyfulness was so lively and festive.

Outside the courtyard gate, knocking sounded one after another, and the maids looked at Fuyi one after another.

Fu Yi waved his hands to everyone, walked out of the room, came to the yard, and said loudly: "It was all done by others just now. Prince Consort, you claim to be very talented. Why not chant a long song in person and let us princess listen?"

"The princess has a fate, but it is better to obey her orders than to be respectful." Li Chongjiu replied loudly outside the house.

When everyone heard that Li Chongjiu wanted to show his talent in poetry, they calmed down on all sides, and even the drums and drums stopped.

Yang Ehuang couldn't help but listen in the room.

"After a long time, the moon was about to slant, and the embroidery was blocked and the silk was covered. In order to repay the servant, he hugged the mother-in-law and saw Qing'e from his son-in-law."

"good!"

Another string of loud shouts was heard, and then gongs and drums were beaten together, and everyone said, "Wife, urge you to come out!"

Fu Yi returned to the house and closed the door. At this time, the door of the courtyard outside opened, and the sound of gongs and drums outside rushed into the courtyard, and everyone felt their ears buzzing.

The maids on the side all reached out to cover their ears, and the sound of gongs and drums was accompanied by the shouts of everyone, but the noise made people feel very festive.

After that, the groom outside began to salute, Yang Ehuang sat quietly, covering his red squid on his face, and saw a bright red spot in front of him, but he could vaguely see the scenery outside, hazy.

I just heard the long voice of the emcee outside saying, "Removing the barrier!"

"Danyan!"

"Shut!"

"Worship in the Family Temple!"

Yang Ehuang didn't know that Li Chongjiu was very busy outside. In fact, like every groom, his biggest feeling on the day of his wedding was not joy, but tiredness, and fear of going wrong.

After a ceremony, Yang Ehuang saw that Li Chongjiu finally stepped into the house. The maids on the side were all laughing happily and congratulated each other: "I wish my princess a good life, longevity, and a happy marriage for a hundred years."

Li Chongjiu, wearing crimson clothes, also laughed heartily and spread the red envelopes casually.

After the maids received the red envelope, they whispered in a low voice, and everyone was filled with joy.

When Yang Ehuang saw the other party walking up to him, he said in a familiar voice: "Princess, please come with him."

Yang Ehuang was a little confused and sat in the chair, at a loss, but saw Li Chongjiu bent down with his back to him. At that moment, Yang Ehuang felt a lighter on his body, and it turned out that he was carrying himself on his back.

The hairpin was swaying beside his ears, and Yang Ehuang felt that the phoenix crown was a bit heavy. In a blink of an eye, he seemed to see his brother Yang Hung standing quietly at the door and looking at him. He couldn't see his face clearly, but Yang Ehuang felt a coldness on his face and tears fell without warning.

Li Chongjiu carried Yang Ehuang and walked out of the door, courtyard gate, and hanging flower gate, passing by one by one, and then walked out of this door. From then on, his surname was changed to his husband's surname.

Finally, Yang Ehuang walked into the sedan chair after Li Chongjiu had carried a long way.

"Get up the sedan chair!"

The gongs and drums sounded again, and this time was the most enthusiastic, bringing the joy of returning to his husband's house to welcome the bride.

Eight carried the sedan chair and Li Chongjiu rode his horse and moved forward three times after the sedan chair. Behind the two were the long wedding team.

One load of loads, one radiant lacquer and gold-painted cages were carried by people in auspicious clothes, carrying jewelry, bedding, girl red, bedding, buckets, fruit buckets, porcelain bottles, crocks, cans, etc., carrying these alleys, walking on the street, walking around the city, spreading for ten miles.

The trumpet was driving the way forward, and the sedan chair was crowded with people watching the fun. The princess married down, which was the first time since Youzhou had been in Youzhou for the first time. Just this ten-mile red makeup made many women waiting to marry in Youzhou envious all their lives.

The street outside the yard was filled with crowds of people watching the fun. Everyone was pushing and shoving. The soldiers of Youzhou on both sides of the street lined up into human walls, and they spent a lot of effort to block the arch.

The followers of the husband's family distributed fruits, wedding cakes, and copper coins to the people along the way, and shared the joy.

Everyone was very happy when they got things, and they shouted loudly when the sedan chair passed by.

"Your Highness, your princess, will be prosperous and prosperous."

"The princess, princess, zithered and sang, and she would have been given a noble son soon."

"The princess and princesses and lords will be together for a hundred years."

Someone shouted: "The Shanggu Gong benevolence to Youzhou and will not be subject to war. The old people have no choice but to offer this picture of a hundred sons and a hundred sons and a hundred sons to the Shanggu Gong. I hope the princess and the princess and a family of hundreds of sons will live for a hundred sons and a hundred sons!"

Li Chongjiu rode on a horse and took the picture and said, "Thank you, the fellow villagers in Youzhou!"

Yang Ehuang sat quietly in the sedan chair, but at this moment he felt peace and joy that had never been before. He turned to look aside, and Li Chongjiu bowed his fists to all sides and said, "Thank you, thank you."

"Mr. Li is not very grateful!"

The cheers on all sides were like waves, pouring Li Chongjiu and Yang Ehuang together in the joyful celebration.

With the help of the bride, the team of weddings arrived at the Youzhou County Magistrate's Mansion at dusk.

Yang Ehuang got out of the sedan chair and slowly stepped into the mansion with her foot on the felt mat. Every time she took a step, someone put away the felt mat behind her and spread it in front.

After crossing the saddle, I entered the mansion gate, passed the gate, and then passed the corner gate. In front of the lobby of the ceremony, Qinglu and Baizi tents had been set up long ago.

It was lively outside, and Wang Junkuo had already arrived outside the mansion to receive the officials of Youzhou who came to the door to congratulate him, and moved to the next hall to receive him. There would be a grand banquet in the evening.

Yang Ehuang stood still, someone came up to the front and said, "Please go to the red parsley."

Yang Ehuang opened the red handkerchief himself, but when he saw countless people looking at him with a smile.

Many people said, "It's so beautiful!"

"You can tell at a glance that you are a blessed person."

"Mr. Shanggu is really blessed!"

After hearing this, Yang Ehuang's sweet head in his heart, he looked up sideways slightly and saw Li Chongjiu standing beside him, looking at him with a smile.

The eyes were facing each other, and they couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.

Li Chongjiu and Yang Ehuang were surrounded by everyone and merged into the Hundred Sons.

The tent of the Hundred Sons was very large, and could accommodate dozens of people. Then, some people served him and served him. The two took the meat rice from the same priest and ate three bites, then took the plate down.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of boys and girls each held a small can. Yang Ehuang knew that this was a presentation of a joint wine to the two.

Everyone chanted beside him: One cup will be given to husband and one cup will be given to bride.

According to the ancient etiquette, Li Chongjiu and Yang Ehuang took the wine from the boys and girls and took a sip of it.

At this time, a person on the side came forward and said, "The old man is in Huaihuang Town, so he cannot come. He will send all the best. The flowers bloom in wealth and prosperity, and there will be more than surplus every year. There are four pieces of satin on the palace. I hope that the new husband and wife can have more children and grandchildren."

When Yang Ehuang heard that Li Hu had not come, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Li Chongjiu knew her feelings and said, "The Turks have been making some changes recently, so although my father had the intention to come, he was in Huaihuang Town and could not leave. Then he sent someone to give you a gift."

After hearing this, Yang Ehuang was relieved and said to the other party: "Thank you, my father-in-law, I am very grateful."

"Mr. Su Jun, you can't come, and you can send two screens that cost tens of thousands of words and two pairs of longevity bottles."

"Xie Su's Fourth Uncle."

"Sun Tongjun also sent Bu Yao, and each treasure flower pair."
Chapter completed!