Xiaopang obviously regards himself as a one-of-a-kind martial arts prodigy, someone who can fool an uncle who sells Tathagata Palms for twenty yuan on the street.

Jiang He refused to deceive children and firmly refused to admit that he was his master.

As for boxing and swordsmanship, just teach Xu Qing, lest he always wants to be his teacher and teach each other, it will be even, and everyone will discuss it separately in the future.

Jiang He pulled Gong Ping across the road, ignored Xiaopang calling for master next to him, and quickly walked away.

"Why did he call you master?" Gong Ping was curious about this question.

"Because I am a master of hiding and can beat Xu Qing until he screams."

"Oh~"

Gong Ping understood instantly.

Xiaopang had seen Xu Qing take action, and then he thought Xu Qing was a martial arts master. Then he saw the two of them flirting and Jiang He chasing Xu Qing, so he wanted to worship Jiang He who beat the martial arts master so hard that he didn't dare to fight back.

Be a master.

What a stupid kid.

Automatically making up for the misunderstanding, Gong Ping looked back and saw that the little fat guy had gone somewhere.

The wind in March is very gentle, with a hint of coolness. It is not as harsh as winter, nor as hot as summer.

In another month, Jiang He will start to get busy. They are scheduled to get married in early May and have many things to prepare.

Unlike Jiang He, Xu Qing is looking forward to this wedding very much. If it doesn't happen, she will always feel that something is missing. Once the wedding is done, everything will be fine and the happy days are in the future.

Xu Qing was happy when he thought of two people getting married. He would look at Jiang He silly and happy from time to time. Jiang He was stared at so hard that he couldn't help but beat him up before he calmed down.

Xu Qing was very dissatisfied with Jiang He's irritability, "Young people are just rough-minded."

"Why are you so upset?"

"impatient."

"I am a thousand-year-old grandma." Jiang He curled his lips, lowered his head and tapped the keyboard lightly with his fingers.

Question: "If we go back to ancient times, how can we start the industrial revolution?"

He Miao from Kaiyuan: "First of all, it is best to meet a kind person, otherwise you may starve to death. Then it is best to learn martial arts so that you can protect yourself when you go out. Of course, it is best to sneak into a small village to provide food and clothing first.

Let’s figure out the problem slowly..."

…

After a difficult month.

On May 8th, Yihai day, Mingtang is on duty, and everything is appropriate.

The hotel was arranged by a wedding company. The wedding decoration was all red, with high red lanterns, classical screens, antique wooden furniture, and gauze curtains.

When discussing the needs with the wedding company, Xu Qing emphasized that it should be joyful. Although he didn't know what ancient weddings looked like, Jiang He had only seen it from a distance and had never participated in it, but he didn't think it would be the same as Western-style weddings.

Same thing, take the microphone and say some provocative words and wipe your tears.

Xu Qing felt that it was embarrassing, and it should not be a joyful day.

Before it started, Qin Maocai came early, found Xu Wenbin, and said enthusiastically: "This is interesting, really interesting, how much does it cost? Isn't it expensive?"

"No, it looks gorgeous, but it's actually just like that..."

"It's so fresh." Qin Maocai exclaimed, "I haven't seen it before. It's so festive. Hey, are you excited?"

"Why should I be excited about Xiao Qingzi's wedding?" Xu Wenbin said disdainfully.

"Aren't you happy about your son getting married?"

"Happy is happy..."

Xu Wenbin smacked it with mixed emotions. In fact, when Xu Qing suddenly got the marriage certificate, his mood was more intense at that time. Now...

Seeing this popular venue and Chinese-style wedding, he was inexplicably moved.

Brat, maybe I was influenced by him, or maybe I chose Chinese style for him to see. He has been doing history all his life, so when this kid gets married, he will do it in a classical style.

Xu Wenbin thinks this son is okay.

Xu Qing didn't know that Xu Wenbin was inexplicably moved, but he also found it interesting. The old man studied history and he married an ancient wife.

If this guy takes pleasure in Xu Wenbin, Xu Wenbin will get even more wrong.

I'm interested...

In fact, that car is indeed a bit old...

There is no emcee in the Chinese style, but a matchmaker, or Xi Niang. This is arranged by the wedding company. A festive-looking woman is dressed in red, and her lips are specially painted red. She is very eloquent. You can feel it when communicating before the marriage.

,professional.

Different from ordinary weddings, there is no trivial custom of visiting the bride, Carmen, handing out red envelopes and looking for shoes. When the guests have arrived and the auspicious time has come, the ceremony begins, and the bride comes out to warm up the atmosphere and liven up the atmosphere.

Gong Ping sat on the banquet and kept looking outside, wondering what Jiang He looked like when he came out today.

Wang Zijun and Qin Hao screamed and hid behind Xu Qing to comment.

"Groom, have you seen that? This is called a groom. What does it mean if you wear a suit..."

"It's like you're not wearing any clothes." Qin Hao retorted.

"Where's the bride? When will the bride come out?" Wang Zijun looked at it for a long time and didn't know what the process was.

"The bride's sedan chair is being carried in." Xu Qing raised her head, "Hurry out, I haven't appeared here yet, go, go, I won't show up in a while."

There was no way in the city to ride a horse over to welcome the bride, and even the wedding company couldn't solve the problem. Otherwise, he would have to ride a white horse and wear a big red flower to fetch Jiang He majestically.

"Hypocritical."

Wang Zijun was still waiting to say anything more, but when he heard Xiniang announcing the bride's entrance, he pulled Qin Hao to have a look.

The sedan chair was carried from far away from outside, and entered with the cheerful and bright rhythm of musical instruments. Then the bearer bumped the sedan chair, and the music tone changed, and the atmosphere was instantly ignited.

It was bustling and lively. Jiang He was sitting in the sedan chair, clutching his clothes and panicking to death.

It turns out this is getting married...

After the sedan jolted several times, she realized what she was doing, took out a red envelope and gave it to the sedan bearer, and then got off the sedan.

Xu Qing smiled like a flower and came over to pick up Jiang He with a big red silk.

"Damn it, if I had known I was doing this, what kind of car would I be driving?" Wang Zijun slapped his thigh, and Qin Hao rolled his eyes.

Isn’t that row of luxury cars more luxurious than this?

Jiang He, who was wearing a red hijab and a dragon and phoenix gown, was led forward by Xu Qing to step over the brazier - the brazier was not a real fire, but a prop.

That's what it means. If it's really popular, they dare to cross it, and the wedding company doesn't dare to arrange it.

"Stay closer to me."

"Don't get too close and push you away."

The two whispered to each other and walked over the brazier together. Xiniang applauded beside the big stage, and there was a roar of applause.

Xu Qing subconsciously wanted to touch her hair, but after seeing the red hijab covering it tightly, he resisted.

He really got married to this ancient man who lived more than a thousand years ago.

When Jiang He stood outside the door covered in rain, she might have come to be his wife.

Jiang He, who secretly searched for what to do if he felt guilty, had completely faded away from his former self.

I used to be stupid, but also a little clever, with a lot of money in my pocket, peeking at him, running to the bathroom, and after a while, I came out with hamburger crumbs in the corner of my mouth with a satisfied face, thinking that he didn't find anything.

If he touches his face, he will shout loudly and call him a slut.

When you can't say anything, just clenched your fists and clicked.

Xu Qing thought of the past and reminded her in a low voice with a smile, "It's time for the three-bow ceremony."

One is to worship the heaven and the earth, the other is to worship in the high hall, and the husband and wife bow to each other.

"If you pick it to the left, you will be happy. If you pick it to the right, you will be rich and auspicious. If you pick it again, you will get a beautiful face..."

As Xipo said, Xu Qing lifted Jiang He's hijab, revealing her well-groomed face.

"Nvxia, you're getting married~"

"It's time to thank the matchmaker." Jiang He was nervous and twisted his two fingers together.

What is getting married? This is called marriage.
Chapter completed!