The person who cares most about the marriage and marriage between Song Shijiang and the Qiao family daughter of the Qiao family is definitely not Song Shijiang himself, but the prime minister and matchmaker Chen Gongtai. After nearly half a year, Chen Gong traveled to Dongjun and Wuyan for many trips, including lottery, name, Naji, and Na Zheng, and asked for a trip back and forth. At the same time, he also tried his best to dress up the Dongping Wuyan Prefect's Mansion, and even sent invitations to all places and princes, hoping that the marriage ceremony of the lords on August 15th was made lively.

Now that I suddenly heard Song Shijiang talk about holding a wedding ceremony with Da Qiao tonight, Chen Gong was shocked and shouted hurriedly: "Lord, why is this? Why don't I know?"

When Song Shijiang heard Chen Gong's scream, he saw his horror, and smiled apologetically, saying, "Mr. Chen, Song is really reckless... No one knows about such a decision, but it was someone who made a decision without authorization."

"Why?..." Chen Gong's face turned pale and shouted angrily: "Lord, do you know that the lord's marriage is not a trivial matter. In such a hasty marriage, where is the etiquette? Where is the guests? Where is the face? Lord, the lord's marriage is not just a favor with a beautiful woman, but more importantly, the face, the country, and the alliance... My great man is in harmony with heaven with virtue and governing the country with etiquette. How can I keep my face in Dongping without politeness?" Chen Gong's blood was already pouring out, and his words were bursting out.

Song Shijiang knew that his decision was too hasty, but he did not regret it. He let Chen Gong vent. When Chen Gong turned his breath a little, he said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, I know very well the meaning of marriage, and I have been busy for more than half a year...Mr. Chen, but it is not too late to refute after hearing what happened to me..."

Guo Jia smiled brightly, gently pulled Chen Gong's sleeve and said, "Mr. Chen, don't be bothered. The lord has his own reasons to make this decision. Let's listen to it..."

Song Shijiang sighed and said, "Mr. Chen doesn't know anything. Yesterday, you and Fengxiao were no one. Someone came to see a father-in-law from a certain family and I really hoped that he could cure his father-in-law. However, his father-in-law was too seriously injured and the doctor was helpless. He said bluntly that there was not much time, and I guess he would not be able to withstand the fifteenth next month..."

"Mr. Chen has been with me for more than a year. He knows that Prefect Qiao has promoted me. His kindness is as heavy as a mountain. He betrothed his daughter with someone. Now he has entrusted the entire Dongjun to Song Jiang... I don't know how to repay his kindness!" Song Shijiang's expression gradually became heavier, and then he was excited. "I can only do it. Before Prefect Qiao died, let him see Da Qiao get married... A person who can do it can leave with peace of mind. Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao take good care of him..."

Song Shijiang stood up, stood with his head held high, and said loudly: "Treat someone with kindness, treat him loyally and righteously... Mr. Chen, you understand... In a certain opinion, the other marriage etiquette and red tape are not as good as loyalty and righteousness..."

Chen Gong sighed and shook his head and said, "Okay, okay... Since the lord has decided so, what can Gong Ruzhi do?"

Song Shijiang smiled and said, "It's just a pity that Mr. Chen is busy. All invitations are invalidated, and all preparations are wasted. The costumes of the Wuyan Prefect's Mansion are probably useless... Haha..."

Chen Gong blew his beard and glared at Song Shijiang, shouting: "My lord is also preparing for the palace?...but he made such a decision..."

"Hehe...hehe... Forgive me, forgive me... I will communicate with Mr. Chen first next time..." Song Shijiang laughed and pretended to be stunned.

Chen Gong shook his head, bowed and said, "Since the lord is getting married tonight, Gong should prepare first..."

"Okay... Please don't worry Mr. Chen... everything depends on Mr. Chen..." Song Shijiang said with a smile.

Guo Jia was also snickering from the side.

Chen Gong glared at his eyes and shouted, "What are you laughing at? Military Advisor Guo and I are going to prepare... It's just a little time, it's too late..."

...

The sunset is setting and the sunset is full of sunset.

In the evening sun of early autumn and late summer, golden light shines through the fallen leaves, and the blue sky is already hanging on the crescent moon.

The Puyang Prefect's Mansion was decorated with lights, shining with bright lights, covered with red silk, silk and bamboo, and drums and music.

The prefect hall was even more crowded and bustling. All the officials and powerful families of the East County were present. In the East, there were all civil officials and military generals and many brothers. Everyone crowded the vast prefect hall of the East.

Song Shijiang was wearing a golden silk brocade robe with a black bottom and a jade belt with a jade belt with a stinky face on the left and a ring on the right. He stood calmly at the head of the lobby with a strong face, deep eyes, square lips and straight mouth. Although his figure was not tall and strong, he gave people a sense of noble and majesty.

Standing next to him was Chen Gongtai. He was also dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a fluttering beard and upright and solemn nature. He was the prime minister tonight. Originally, Taoist Gongsun was the host of ceremonies, but unfortunately Gongsun Sheng was not in Dongjun, only Chen Gong was the only one in charge of the marriage ceremony.

He nodded to Song Shijiang and said softly: "Lord, the auspicious time has come. Please give up the prefect Qiao!"

Song Shijiang nodded slightly.

Chen Gong took a step forward and sang loudly: "Those who praise come to the table!" The voice continued and melodious.

Soon, the Anshen Medical Guard was on the side, and the four servants gently carried a soft couch into the lobby from the back hall. On the soft couch was Qiao Mao, the prefect of Dongjun. He had a haggard face, a gray complexion, and was as angry as a wandering silk. His gorgeous clothes were already empty when worn on his body.

"Lord..." Under the hall, the civil and military officials of Dongjun leaned over and bowed, shouting sadly.

"Premier Qiao..." The other powerful men of the aristocratic race also looked sad.

Song Shijiang lowered his body, approached the soft couch, and shouted softly: "Brother-in-law." Qiao Mao slowly opened his eyes. Although he was extremely weak, there was a smile in his eyes. Yes, a gratifying smile.

Song Shijiang took a few steps back and stood in the middle of the lobby. He swung his sleeves, pushed the golden mountain, and fell to the ground with a loud voice, "My father-in-law! The son-in-law Song Jiang came to welcome the bride... The etiquette was not enough, the guests were not enough, but the heart of a certain fist remained unchanged!..."

Qiao Mao raised his hand with difficulty, smiled, and said softly: "A good son-in-law... a good son-in-law... is difficult for you..."

Song Shijiang looked back and looked back. Although he was kneeling on the ground, his eyes were shining with his might and his pressure was revealed, and he said, "Don't be surprised! Today is the place where a certain place to marry his wife, and all the customs and etiquettes are reduced... In the future, if there is a joke about the marriage ceremony today that is not in line with the etiquette, he will tell a certain Song Jiang that if someone slanders a certain father-in-law or a wife, Song Jiang will tear him to pieces!..."

The civil and military officials and nobles of the Dongjun County under the hall were shocked and shocked. They all shook their heads. Someone said, "General Song got married so much, just for my lord. This is a matter of showing friendship, loyalty and righteousness. Everyone was amazed at the will of people. How could they talk randomly..."

Song Shijiang's resolute face just showed a smile and said, "It's good that way..."

Chen Gong, who was standing on one side, leaned over and said softly to Song Shijiang: "Lord, then let's start..."

Seeing Song Shijiang nodding, Chen Gong shouted loudly: "I'm going to invite the bride to the hall!... It's the wedding!"

The sound of suona starts and drums. In the cheerful and noisy vocal music, the two ladies walked out of the back hall with a slim figure. The figure was wearing a dark robe dress and wedding dress, his hands were like soft croakers and red scarves, his face was pink with willow leaves, his cheeks dyed his ears and clouds soaked ink, his expression was shy, and his beautiful place was a gloomy orchid, and his flowers closed the moon. The beauty of the world was the bride Da Qiao.

"Wow……"

Whether it is the people of Dongjun or the civil and military officials of Dongping, they all shouted softly, and they were so bright and charming that everyone was amazed.

"Why don't there be a red veil?..." There was a voice in a low voice and whispering to the ears.

After hearing this whisper, Song Shijiang knew that there must be some brother Liangshan who could not help but speak curiously. In fact, he was also surprised when he was in the back hall, why did the bride not use a red veil? Didn’t it be that in ancient times, they used a red veil to worship the world? Later, after asking Chen Gong privately, he learned that the bride’s red veil was indeed in the Han Dynasty, but it was not popular. If the husband and wife knew each other before, they would generally not use a red veil.

Song Shijiang laughed in his heart, you stupid guys thought it was the Song Dynasty, this is a great man, and they follow the customs of the countryside. Song Shijiang quickly stood up and stood in the hall, staring at Da Qiao, his eyes dissipated, and he saw infinite tender smiles. The two ladies held Da Qiao and handed over the other end of the red scarf to Song Shijiang, and the bride and groom stood opposite each other.

Chen Gong shouted: "Please a fertile ritual!"

Four maids had already brought two bronze basins, and the two ladies guided Song Shijiang and Daqiao to wash. Song Shijiang really didn't know that getting married was to wash his hands and face, so he could only follow the noble lady's arrangements with a smile. After washing, the maids took the basin and stepped down.

The prime minister Chen Gong sang loudly again: "Perform a ceremony to celebrate the ritual..."

"Herqi?" Song Shijiang was stunned again. The word "Herqi" was relatively unfamiliar, so strange that he, a liberal arts student, didn't understand it very well at first glance. However, it was just right. Four maids came to the hall. They held bronze wine pots in both hands, and held bronze wine bottles in both hands, and said with a smile: "Son-in-law, Miss... Drink Heerqi wine..." Song Shijiang suddenly realized that it was a cup of wine, but he understood it. He laughed and took the wine bottle and drank with Da Qiao, who was blushing and shy on the opposite side.

Chen Gong smiled, looked at the jade men in the hall who raised their heads and drank them all, and then shouted loudly: "Please pay tribute..."

The two ladies stood in front of the lobby, holding Song Shijiang with a long red scarf in their hands. Song Shijiang also turned around quickly. This worship was the only step that Song Shijiang knew in the wedding ceremony. Sure enough, Chen Gong sang long: "Worship the world..." Song Shijiang held the red rope with Da Qiao, bowed respectfully and bowed respectfully.

"Two worships the high hall..." The long chant continued.

Song Shijiang and the others slowly turned around and faced the hall. There were not many people in the hall, only Qiao Mao. Originally, Chen Gong advised Song Shijiang to go to his hometown to find a senior elderly relative. Zuntang was gone, so there were always relatives. Song Shijiang refused because the matter was urgent, not to mention that Qiao Mao was also his elder benefactor, so he could just worship him. Everyone knows the reason, Song Shijiang did not have relatives or elders in the Han Dynasty.
Chapter completed!