The female guards were wearing brand new imperial guard uniforms. Whether it was for the convenience of movement or to highlight their figure, the uniforms were designed very tightly, which made the two soft spots on their chests stand tall and tall. In their heroic posture, they added a bit of feminine charm.

Fang Zheng and the fat man looked at each other and laughed maliciously. Changping married him, these female guards probably also wanted to get married? To be honest, Fang Zheng's idea of ​​beating them is not a day or two. If their responsibilities are not only to protect the safety of him and the princess, they also work part-time in the room and warm up the quilt. Tsk tsk, these dozens of women's soldiers with thin and beautiful eyes and their own charms in front of them will have to let themselves die? Changping's dowry is very generous.

Fang Zheng touched his chin for a long time, with a lewd smile on his face, and murmured: "...too much, I can't bear it."

The fat man came over at the right time: "It's better to divide me into a few, I need someone to protect me..." This shameless fat man probably had more than a day or two for the time being.

Fang Zheng flatly refused: "It's all mine, I won't give it to you if I can't stand it!"

Everyone looked at the groom with a sloppy look at the female guards, muttering to themselves, sometimes happy and sometimes sad, not knowing what they were muttering.

The female guard commander frowned, walked down the steps, and shouted in a coquettish voice: "Groom, groom!"

Fang Zheng came to his senses and saw that the guard commander was about in his early twenties, with white teeth and starry eyes, and beautiful and charming. Fang Zheng quickly took two steps forward and bowed and smiled, "What are the instructions of this sister?"

The guard commander smiled: "Today's great joy, I heard that the groom is outstanding in writing. If you want to enter this door to marry the princess, you must write a poem to urge makeup."

The female guards laughed several times and said in unison: "That's right!"

Fang Zheng was stunned. He looked back and saw the fat man. The King of Thailand and a group of officials were looking at him with a smile. Fang Zheng came to the fat man and gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice: "...I am outstanding in literary talent? Which bastard told her?"

"It's not me." The fat man hurriedly shook his head and denied it.

There are too many bad habits in feudal society. Get married when you get married, and you can also get a makeup urge to come out. What if the couple are both illiterate? One shouted outside the door that the price of rice has increased again today. Hurry up, don’t waste your time. The other responded quickly inside the door, right? That’s amazing. Let go, get out of the way, and then buy rice!

It's so warm! I knew at first glance that the couple were both living people.

There are too many things that made Fang Zheng scratch his head today. What should I write a poem to urge makeup? Or, who should I plagiarize?

There is a group of geese at the foot of the mountain. This song is definitely not good, it is not serious enough. Pengmen is now open for you, and this song is not good, it is too hooligan in public. I still sing the back garden flowers across the river... Wow, why are you always so untuning?

Everyone looked at Fang Zheng with a frown and shook his head. While waiting impatiently, Fang Zheng cleared his throat and chanted: "The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of appearance, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. If it weren't for the group of jade mountains, they would meet under the moon on the Yaotai."

"The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of face..." The fat man pondered the poem repeatedly, then his eyes lit up and praised: "Good poems, good poems! Brother Fang is indeed a talented person!"

Everyone agreed, and the female guards also smiled satisfied.

Fang Zheng smiled with a slutty smile and bowed to the female guards. This poem was written by Li Bai for Concubine Yang. How could it be bad?

Seeing that Fang Zheng had written a poem to urge him to make-up, everyone cheered: "Princess comes out! Princess comes out!"

The female guards looked at each other with a smile and moved away from each other.

In the middle of the hall, she stood quietly in gorgeous clothes, with a faint smile on her lips and a deep affection in her eyes. Every thread lingered on Fang Zheng's body, and she was still confused.

In everyone's admiring eyes, Changping's pretty face couldn't help but blush and hot. Looking at Fang Zheng, who was wearing auspicious clothes and smiling faces in front of him, suddenly felt the urge to cry with happiness.

After so many days of anticipation, she finally fulfilled her long-cherished wish. From today on, she will be the man's wife.

She always knew that her husband was not a perfect person. In the eyes of too many people, Fang Zheng was a cowardly, timid, greedy, lustful, even shameless and despicable...

But only she knew that her husband was a real man in his bones. He had his principles of being a human being. He never took it seriously by others. He cared about his relatives and friends. He was like a small tree that was not strong. Although he was weak, he was doing his best to provide the people around him with a small shade and shelter from the wind and rain...

When he faced dozens of gangsters alone from outside Nengren Temple, he bought her time to escape, Changping made a great wish and only wanted to marry a wife in the Fang family in this life. To this day, this wish has finally been fulfilled.

Thinking of this, Changping's eyes became moist. This was the happiness he had pursued. If he had not put down the princess's airs, changed his willful personality, chased him hard, cried for him, laughed for him, and suffered grievances for him, with this unscrupulous temperament, how could he willingly marry a princess with a bad temper?

With the help of the palace maid, she was wearing a phoenix crown and a robe. She was graceful and walked towards Fang Zheng slowly.

Fang Zheng grinned and laughed loudly.

What is it about becoming king? What is wealth and glory? It is about finding a good wife to live a serious life. My parents in my previous life, look at my son, although I have no ability after traveling through time, I married a princess as my wife. Is this ability for ordinary people?

Under the gaze of everyone, Fang Zheng strode forward and stepped on the tall horse that was welcoming the bride. Looking at the shocked people and Changping, his big hand waved in the air and laughed at Changping: "Hahahaha! Let's go! Hurry up, get in the car, bow, bridal chamber, and give birth to a white and fat son for me next year!"

Zhongren Petrochemical: "…………”

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Changping climbed onto the phoenix chariot, Fang Zheng rode his horse in front, and the group laughed and made a fuss to leave the palace gate.

Amid the festive firecrackers, the wedding team walked happily to Fang Mansion. The gongs, drums and suona sounded loudly. At this time, the people in the city finally knew who got married. They took to the streets and gathered around Fang Zheng's mount to celebrate him. Now Fang Zheng's fame in the capital is at its peak. The people are thinking of his good deeds, and they are sincere in congratulations to him.

Fang Zheng smiled so hard that his mouth was almost cracked. He kept bowing his hands to the people on both sides of the street to give him a gift. He couldn't help but feel proud. The feeling of being a groom to welcome the bride is indeed different from the feeling of hanging a sign around his neck.

The team walked to Huashi Street, and the people watching gathered more and more. The road was blocked tightly by the people, and the team could not move at all.

Yang Duqing rushed to Fang Zheng while he wiped his sweat and said hurriedly: "Master Fang, this won't work. If you delay any more, you will miss the auspicious time. You have to find a way to ask the people to get out of the way."

Fang Zheng was shocked, yes, in ancient times, it was a great event to pay attention to auspicious days and auspicious times, but it was a great event. Now it is completely dark and we can't delay it any more.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng became anxious and quickly bowed to the onlookers: "Dear elders, brothers and sisters, please give in! Let me give in!...I'm going to be late!"

Fang Zheng smiled all day long, not bullying men or domineers, and was kind to others. Many people knew him. He called him for a long time, and the onlookers just thought he was playing tricks, and they were laughing happily, without any intention of getting out of the way.

This is the end of not being serious in normal times! Fang Zheng was so sad that he kept hunching his hands and talking nice things to the people: "Please give in, let me go. I am really in a hurry. If it is too late, it will delay the auspicious time!"

"Let's go, if you really want to see me so much, I will stand on the street and let you see it?"

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It didn't work. Fang Zheng wiped the sweat and looked at the fat man and Yang Duqing helplessly. Seeing that the two of them were also helpless, he couldn't help but feel even more anxious.

The people watched and congratulated each other with kindness. If they ordered the soldiers to forcibly disperse them on a happy day, they would be disappointed. Just when everyone was at a loss, the phoenix chariot carrying Changping opened the pearl curtain, and Changping, wearing luxurious auspicious clothes, stood up.

The noisy people suddenly calmed down and stared at her with admiration and appreciation.

Today's wedding, Changping naturally dressed up carefully, with bright eyes and white teeth, gorgeous and dignified, with a kind of royal majesty and demeanor, which makes people dare not look at it.

Fang Zheng was stunned. He didn't have time to take a closer look in the palace just now. After a look, he saw that my wife was dressed up a little more beautiful than usual. Her every move showed a ladylike temperament, which was very different from the image of the careless and cursing mother before. It was said that women looked exactly the same before and after marriage. This statement was indeed true!

Changping first smiled at Fang Zheng with charming charm, and Fang Zheng felt aroused. Before he could express his feelings, Changping had already stretched out his slender jade fingers, pointed at the onlookers, and spoke, with a delicate voice, which was very pleasant.

"You bastards! Why don't you get out of here for me! Who's the mother delaying my husband and I'm going to kill him? I'm killing the nine clans!"

"Swish!"

The whole street suddenly became extremely wide, and the road was hollow, cleaner than water.

Changping smiled at Fang Zheng, swayed his charming body, and entered the phoenix chariot again.

"Well, hurry up! Take the time and go back to Fang Mansion!" Yang Duqing saw that Fang Zheng was still sitting stupidly and did not say a word, so he hurriedly ordered him.

This wife is so worth it!

After passing the door, worshiping the church, and offering tea to parents-in-law. After a series of cumbersome etiquettes, it was already Xu, and the wedding girl helped Changping back to the bridal chamber, and the wedding banquet officially began.

There were countless banquets. Fang Zheng saw that there were tables in the empty space in the mansion, and plates of exquisite dishes were brought up by the maids and servants. The guests were laughing.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but tremble when he saw people holding wine glasses in the pits and valleys.

Why are so many people coming? How can I drink this wine? Even if each person only drinks one glass with him, I will have to fall down tonight.

He quietly approached Mr. Fang, and Fang Zheng asked in a low voice: "Dad, there are so many people, what should I do?"

Mr. Fang looked happy and laughed: "What should I do? Some of them are officials in the court, some are proprietors of various business names, and they are all big names in the official business world. Zheng'er, you can't neglect it."

Fang Zheng said, "Then how much alcohol should I drink with them? Before the person enters the bridal chamber, I will get alcohol poisoning. Who will compensate me for the wedding night?"

Mr. Fang said unhappily: "Nonsense! Why do you say such unlucky words on a happy day?"

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and discussed with Mr. Fang: "How about this, among these people, I will give you less than 5,000 taels of silver. I can talk and laugh with them. I will give you more than 5,000 taels of silver. I will have a drink with them and give you more than 10,000 taels of silver. Well, I will have a drink with them alone another day..."

Mr. Fang was so angry that his beard raised: "Bitch! If you hadn't seen your wedding today, I would have to give you a reward for your family rules!"

The father and son were about to get up to toast the guests when they suddenly heard a sharp voice from the door: "The emperor is here-"

Fang Zheng was shocked, why is the emperor coming?

The guests also stood up from the table, knelt down on the ground, and said in unison: "Long live my emperor!"

Amid the crowd's shouts, teams of fully armed imperial guards entered one after another, flags were waving, and the ceremony was complex. The emperor, with Concubine Li, walked into the gate of the Fang Mansion with a smile, surrounded by many eunuchs and palace maids.

Mr. Fang's beard shook excitedly. This was the first time that the emperor had entered the Fang family's door, and it was also the first time that the parents of both men and women met. Such a glorious event would be written into the Fang family's genealogy in the future.

Fang Zheng stood up and greeted him, smiling and said, "The emperor and... and his mother-in-law personally climbed the door of Weichen's house. Weichen felt extremely honored. He vaguely saw golden light and purple clouds. Our family felt glorious..."

The emperor interrupted him with a smile: "Okay, OK, today is the happy day for you and Mi'er. I won't say that you are not flattering. Haha, all my dear friends are flattering. You just want to eat and drink. I'm just here to join in the fun. Don't worry."

The guests shouted again, and then they stood up one after another.

The father and son of the Fang family respectfully invited the emperor and Concubine Li to the inner hall of the backyard and set up a table of banquets alone. The emperor sat down in the main seat without hesitation, smiling at the other side, saying, "My dear family, this is the first time I have met you. Don't be polite, sit down. Today is a family banquet, only regarding seniority, regardless of monarch and minister."

When Mr. Fang saw the emperor talking to him, he was so excited that he kept saying, "How can this make it happen? The emperor is the emperor, and the people dare not overthrow it..."

Fang Zheng pressed Master Fang to his seat and sat down, and said with a smile: "Dad, since my father-in-law said that, let's not be polite. This is called "just down the slope," also called "beating a snake with a stick..."

Mr. Fang couldn't help but curse, "You bastard!"

The emperor laughed and said, "My in-laws scold him well, and I often scold him like this. It turns out that he is a bastard..."

"My father-in-law, don't scold your son-in-law like this in the future. Your daughter married me. If you call me a bastard again in the future, your daughter will become a bastard wife..."

“…bastard!”

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When the Fang Mansion was in joy, under the night, the northern city gate of the capital slowly closed. The soldiers guarding the city gate stood behind the city gate, stretched comfortably, laughed and joking about handing over the shift, where to go to get some cups of yellow soup, and then found a secret door, hugged a woman and handed over the inventory twice.

"Hey! Soldiers! Please wait!" Just as the city gate was about to close, four or five middle-aged men dressed in merchants came forward and called on the soldiers guarding the gate.

The soldiers scolded with impatient expressions: "Is that a big deal? Didn't you see that the city gate is closed? I can't enter today, so you can go into the city tomorrow!"
To be continued...