There is no windtight wall. Wang Xuan got the refining device of Grand Marshal Dragon and Tiger. The Tumo family spent a lot of money to refine the "Fire and Water Cloud Flag" to get married. The other day, it was secretly.
"It really is a fire and water cloud flag!"
Li Chunniang shook her head and sighed, "I heard that Marshal Lian Liancheng is proficient in the evolution of Yin and Yang’s" Fire, Water and Cloud Flag ".It was even more powerful to burn down the Taiyin Sect’s Guardian Mountain Array."
The teenager mused, "The martial sister Yong ‘an Fujun is a captain of the king, and the master will not deal with the falling population at will. This secret art of Five Colors Copper is bound to be much more precious than Fire, Water and Cloud Flag."
Li Chunniang first stupidly, and then her eyes were somewhat complicated. "Wang, a captain, has an extraordinary mind. Every family owner has an assistant minister who is even more wily. This" Five Colors Copper "is even not simple."
One to two, many people are more curious.
However, after the wedding ceremony, the Mo family immediately welcomed the guests to the table at the big mansion door.
At the same time, a flowing water table was set up in the mountain city long street to welcome the government troops and stay behind in the mountain city. All the Jianghu tourists were pulled into the table by Mo’s brother.
At that time, the mountain city was full of wine and laughter.
Wang Xuan naturally can’t hide from Mo’s elders. When they meet one by one, they are all acquaintances. On the wedding day, they naturally can’t toast each other.
It was not until sunset that several makeup-promoting poems by Chen Qiong, such as a phoenix crown and a Xiaguan with a big red veil, were introduced into the sedan chair.
The wedding procession finally set out for Yong ‘an City.
At sunset, the western hills beat gongs and drums, making a lot of noise.
The mountain city also comes with quiet.
Mrs. Mo Guanchao’s wall watched with mixed feelings.
"Rou Er finally married a woman, a captain Wang, who is a responsible person and will not mistreat Rou Er …"
"Why is your wife still called a captain Wang?"
"Oh, it’s a good husband. They don’t grow old together …"
"Madam, don’t cry."
……
Back to Yong ‘an City, the whole city suddenly boiled.
Fireworks, red lights, continuous onlookers, the people are all cheering.
Shadow play, running water, long seats, full of joy and laughter everywhere
Back to the junta yamen nature is a banquet.
At this time, it is time for guests from all sides to make their debut.
Liu’s brothers and sisters sent beauty-nourishing herbs …
Chen Qiong presented Four Treasures of the Study …
Tu Su presented a town house utensil …
King Bing sent a protective spirit beast …
Wang Xuan has been caught by the crowd without looking closely, and has been tossing and turning until midnight to be spared.
After ordering Zhang Heng to accompany everyone, Wang Xuan returned to the backyard. There is a law to block the noise. It seems to be far away. The koi fish cruise in the bamboo forest, the cold plum rockery and the snowy pond is small but elegant
The candlelight in the attic wing lit up a beautiful image and reflected it in the window.
Wang Xuan took a deep breath and strode through the door.
Mo Qing sat softly on the bed, covered her face with a big red veil, and held her wedding dress tightly.
"What is Rou Er afraid of?"
Wang Xuan heart picked up the table jade ruyi will gently provoke the hijab.
Candlelight beauty flushed and looked at him.
There is cake residue on the corners of the mouth.
Slap a cake on the floor.
Wang Xuan first one leng then corners of the mouth smile.
"Ha ha ha ….."
Soon the lights went out and there was a rustling sound in the darkness.
In the distance, Phooey, who was eating meat bones, shook his head and covered his ears …
Chapter two hundred and forty-one Haitang spring sleep early five-color pregnant xuan copper.
The whole city celebrates Yong ‘an at night.
Since the reform of the government army at the beginning of the year, this remote town has been in a state of agitation, and it has been turbulent again and again. With the government army firmly established, it finally vented on Wang Xuan’s wedding night.
Li Siyuan, the county magistrate, was drunk, half asleep, sometimes ecstatic, sometimes fearful and whining, but not as dignified as usual. Finally, his wife fell asleep peacefully with a warm towel …
Don’t be drunk and look at the direction of Shanhaiyuan and keep reciting a female name …
Zhang Heng is drunk, tinker cheers and rushes, and no one can hold back …