In the 19th year of Tai'an, on the 24th day of the seventh month, it was a good time to get married, a good age, and the virtues of heaven and moon were combined.

On the day of the wedding, the sun was rising and the sky was still bright.

Chen Qingzhi changed into festive auspicious clothes early, rode a tall horse, prepared a sedan chair, ordered all the brothers from the escort agency, and rushed to Qian's house.

Perhaps it was the day of the recruitment ceremony, but the betrothal gift given by the Chen family was truly thrilling, amounting to one thousand taels of silver, which was almost enough to meet the standard of a wedding in an ordinary official family.

In the streets and alleys, many traders and merchants who had gotten up early to go to the market came together to watch the excitement and wanted to share in the happiness of the two families.

When Hu Xueyi settled on such a large financial gift for her son, she actually had the intention of giving power to her unmarried daughter-in-law.

Nowadays, when wealthy families remarry, the woman's dowry often has to be about twice that of the man. Otherwise, she will be inferior to others, and her mother-in-law will inevitably make things difficult for her daughter when she marries.

The betrothal gift of one thousand taels of silver, even though the Weiyuan Escort family has a great business, it was a huge expense and cost the Escort agency half a year's harvest.

However, when the Qiu family's dowry arrived, Hu Xueyei immediately became mute.

Qiu Daorong really loved his daughter. The two-mile-long red dowry not only paid for the entire dowry of sixty-four tons, but also the extra Beichen sword, which cannot be measured by money.

Although the bandit leader said that he was marrying his daughter by force, his sincerity was not compromised in the slightest.

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As soon as he arrived at the main entrance, Chen Qingzhi was blocked by his wife's family.

The two leaders were quite unfamiliar. The fifth master, who had dealt with him several times, did not appear in the procession to stop the marriage.

If you think about it carefully, in the past, this was the rich man who was responsible for robbing houses and causing suffering for several families in the city. Don't be too familiar with him.

If he really appeared here today, he would probably become a wanted criminal in a matter of seconds, and Qiu Daorong didn't want to be unhappy on his daughter's wedding day.

"You are Chen Qingzhi, right? Lao Wu told us that you are indeed a talented person when we meet you today."

The middle-aged man who took the lead stopped the groom and took out a clay altar sealed with red paper from behind with a smile.

"Le Yi is what we have grown up with. It is not so easy to marry our precious daughter home. In this way, as long as you can drink this pot of wine without frowning, you will be better than my second uncle."

close."

After speaking, he patted open the mud seal, and a strong aroma of wine immediately hit his nostrils.

Just by smelling it, you can tell that the alcohol content is definitely not low.

"Second uncle has already said so. If Qingzhi refuses again, it would be a bit too ignorant."

Realizing that the person in front of him must be the second master of Heifeng Village, Chen Qingzhi thought for a moment and agreed.

Changchun's true temperature nourishes the internal organs. As long as he is not poured wine by a dozen uncles and uncles like last time in Dengzhou Mansion, he thinks that it is not so easy to defeat him with just a jar of wine.

"What a boy, you have courage!"

Passing the wine can to the other party's hand, the second master touched his hand and gestured.

Chen Qingzhi picked up the wine jar without any pretense, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

As soon as the wine entered his mouth, the young man felt something was wrong. The taste was too bland and not as strong as the aroma of wine should be.

After a moment, he immediately realized that it was his eldest niece who was getting married, and the second-in-command still had a sense of proportion.

He was just pretending to be difficult to test his drinking capacity, but in fact, except for the ring of the jar that had been wiped with strong alcohol, the inside was filled with just light water and wine.

Don't talk about one altar, just everyone present worships one altar. Unless the bladder is full, it will not be intoxicating at all.

"My uncle has a good capacity for drinking. We will consider you to have passed this level."

Seeing Chen Qingzhi downing a jar of strong wine so readily, everyone cheered, not knowing it was a lie.

Once you get past the second head of the family, things will be easier for the rest of the family.

Before they could say anything, the second boy from the third uncle's family next to him had already taken the hint from Chen Qingzhi, took out the red envelope and greeted him enthusiastically.

While saying auspicious words, he secretly exerted his body force, trying to squeeze out a path in the crowd.

The rest of the good boys in the escort agency did not dare to show weakness. They were all martial arts practitioners with strong vitality. In addition, the head of the family had brought few people from Heifeng Village this time, and most of the Qian family's servants were old, weak, women and children.

Lengshi squeezed all the way to the door of the boudoir where Qiu Leyi was married, causing all the arrangements that the Qian family had carefully planned to come to naught.

Qiu Leyi in the boudoir is being helped by Mrs. Quanfu to open her face.

For facial opening, when a woman gets married, Mrs. Quanfu will use a thin thread to clean all the hair on her face and neck, and trim her temples.

Hearing the lively cheers outside, the girl felt shy but didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, after all, it was my young master's family who was marrying a wife, so everyone had a sense of propriety and just yelled on purpose, so no one dared to barge in.

In this way, Chen Qingzhi stepped into Qian's house openly, paid homage to his father-in-law, and then led Qiu Leyi, who was wearing a red hijab, with a red silk belt, out of her parents' house.

After the bride boarded the sedan chair, the procession that welcomed the bride went all the way to the Chen family, playing and playing.

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"Worship the heaven and the earth..."

"Two bows to the high hall..."

Chen Zhennan sat in the first seat, twirled his beard and smiled, accepting the kneeling worship of Chen Qingzhi and his wife.

If he was still a little dissatisfied with the marriage before, the old escort couldn't help but feel sincerely happy when he saw his son getting married and starting a family.

"I don't have any other instructions. I just hope that you and your husband will be harmonious and that I can have a fat grandson as soon as possible."

Looking at the pair of beauties in front of him, Chen Zhennan didn't even have the slightest intention of striking them.

"I understand."

Qiu Leyi's face turned red with embarrassment after what her father-in-law said, and she hesitated to raise her head for fear of revealing some clues.

This was the first time in a long time that Chen Qingzhi heard his wife's voice. Her voice sounded like an oriole, like jade beads falling on a plate, and it was extremely pleasant to hear.

Seeing that her old man was letting her off with nobility, Hu Xueyi couldn't seem too mean at this time.

After giving a few simple instructions, Chen Qingzhi led Qiu Leyi into the bridal chamber, holding the red silk belt.

After the bridal chamber, they went out to toast with wine. When they returned to the room, it was already dark.

Relying on Zhen Qi to force the alcohol out of his body, Chen Qingzhi's originally somewhat groggy mind suddenly sobered up.

Looking at the bride sitting upright with her hands folded in front of the bed, the young man who had reopened his second life was inevitably a little trembling and uneasy.

He casually picked up the ebony pole inlaid with gold on the table, slowly raised his hijab, and a hibiscus jade face suitable for both anger and joy appeared in front of Chen Qingzhi.

"Hiss..." Chen Qingzhi took a breath of air.

Even though he had already seen the portrait, he didn't expect that his wife would actually be three points better than the one in the painting.

The people beside me are like the moon, and my bright wrists are covered with frost and snow.

Although her complexion looked a little too pale and thin due to the application of several layers of makeup, it still could not hide the girl's delicate and beautiful appearance.

"I never thought that the lady would be born like this, so I was a little stunned for a while."

But after all, he had lived a lifetime, and he quickly adjusted his mentality. Chen Qingzhi smiled and raised the Hexin wine on the table, and handed one of the glasses to the girl who had just passed the door.

"Make your husband laugh."

She never thought that her husband would be so frank and bold. Qiu Leyi's face turned red as if she was about to bleed, and she answered in a voice as quiet as a mosquito.

Knowing that the bride was thin-skinned, Chen Qingzhi did not tease her too much.

The two of them crossed arms and drank the fine wine, looking into each other's eyes, as if each other's breath could hit each other's face.

Sensing that Chen Qingzhi's breathing was getting heavier, the girl panicked and tried to turn her head away, but unexpectedly, the other party reached out and grabbed the lotus root arm firmly.

Qiu Leyi couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

"Madam, it's time for us to rest."

With an exclamation, Chen Qingzhi hugged the girl.
Chapter completed!