"Mr. Xia, Daoyuan has already arrived at his girlfriend's house to pick up the bride. I asked me to come back and ask, are all the guests invited?"

Ren Hong wanted to take his bride to a big circle in Shangguan, and Yang Yun, as his male guest, rushed back one step ahead of time.

In order to host a banquet, Xia Dingmao had almost never met these nights. Although he was illiterate, he had his own tricks in Chang'an and Dunhuang for decades of food. He thought about it and asked Lu Duoshu to come over with a list, saying with some concern:

"Almost all the guests in Shangguanli arrived, but the only one in the family of General Sima did not send anyone, and only ordered his family secretary to come and congratulate him for 100,000 yuan."

Xia Dingmao now feels guilty when he mentions the Huo family. After Ren Hong refused to marry half a year ago, Mrs. Huo hated the house and the wuwu, and hated everything that had something to do with the Xi'an Marquis Mansion. Even the Huo family's favorite cumin was thrown away. He also said that the people in the mansion had become sick after eating this thing and even died of a slave!

Although he failed to successfully ruin the reputation of cumin, Lao Xia thought that what he did was exposed and was nervous for many days. The matter ended up in the end, but he also paid attention to the Huo family's every move, for fear that something would happen again.

Yang Yun didn't know the twists and turns of this, and felt that Xia Dingmao didn't have to worry, and smiled and said, "Maybe the general knew what kind of virtue his family was. He was afraid that they would repeat the mistake of Guan Fu's wedding banquet in Wu'an Hou Tian Fen, so he only sent servants to congratulate him. It would be a good thing if he didn't come."

Yang Yun knew about this in the book of the Grand Historian who was left by his grandfather. In the early years of Emperor Xiaowu, Wu'an Hou Tian Fen, the emperor's uncle, married the daughter of the King of Yan as his wife. His sister, the Queen Mother, loved this half brother and ordered the marquis of the marquis to celebrate, and he decided to make Wu'an Hou's wedding banquet unprecedented.

The Empress Dowager had to give her face, so even Dou Ying and Guan Fu, who had had a marriage with Tian Fu, went there.

As a result, Guan Fu, the reckless man, was drunk on the table and was unfair to Dou Ying being treated coldly by the guests. He made a big fuss and offended all those who could offend Tian Fu and Cheng Buzhi, which triggered a political struggle. It eventually led to the destruction of the Guan clan and the execution of Dou Ying, the Hou of Wei Qi.

After hearing Yang Yun's words, Xia Dingmao nodded: "Yang Jun is right, it's best not to come. Just have to be with the guests and friends of gentlemen."

At this moment, the guests inside and outside the gate burst into cheers.

"New son-in-law, the bride is here!"

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"The rituals and customs of the lords are much more complicated than those of the scholars and common people, and today there are many ways to receive them."

A certain person involved was dizzy and could not stop the car, but the bystander was gloating.

As an invited guest, sitting in the courtyard and watching the excitement of the Xi'an Marquis Mansion, Liu Bingyi, who was obviously several years younger than Ren Hong, smiled like those who had experienced it.

He heard that the ancient rule was "not congratulations at weddings". There was a tradition of not extinguishing candles for three nights when marrying a daughter, and not having fun for three days when marrying a wife.

But in the Han Dynasty, the Han Dynasty wedding changed from the desertedness of pre-Qin weddings and became extremely lively. The types and number of gifts increased greatly, with endless carriages and horses, and cattle and horses neighing outside the door. There were also many servants and maids, and children led the way in front of the new son-in-law's new wife's carriage. The host held a banquet to entertain guests, and the guests drank and joked without any scruples and deeds. They could even sit in a mixed manner without being prohibited.

As a young man, he likes this kind of occasion that he can't help drinking the most. Liu Bingyi has been involved in the wedding banquet many years and feels the lively atmosphere.

However, among the people, some local officials who read Confucian scriptures stupidly still follow the ancient system and prohibit the people from marrying and congratulating each other.

This spring, when Liu Bingyi made an appointment with Ren Hong to visit Wuling, he met such an official in Yangling. Liu Bingyi looked unhappy at that time and thought it was a harsh policy.

"The marriage ceremony is a major event in human relations, and it is also a rare meeting for people to gather together. It is very fun to sing zithers and sings on the table. This is the folk ritual and music. But those officials who want to follow the ancient system prohibit the people from marrying and cannot congratulate each other. It is a ceremony for abolishing the villagers and making the people lose their joy of having fun."

Ren Hongze summarized a wonderful statement: "The officials and nobles in Chang'an City can't help but congratulate each other when they get married. If you want to say extravagant, it is a hundred times better than the people. Why do you only ban the lower part and not rush up? This is simply that only county officials are allowed to set fires and people are not allowed to light lamps."

"It's a wonderful saying that only county officials are allowed to set fires, and people are not allowed to light lamps."

Thinking of this, Liu Bingyi stopped laughing at the scene of the guests and clans in the Xi'an Marquis' Mansion.

No matter how grand the wedding of "people" like him was, they could not compare to the Lehou. What's more, Liu Bingyi had a special status and was simple and low-key on the wedding day. The residents of Shangguanli were also very taboo. Except for Liu Bingyi's friends, almost no one went to congratulate him.

Even today, Liu Bingyi rejected Ren Hong's invitation to sit in the seat, and took his wife far away in a corner, almost hiding into the shadow of the inner wall.

Xu Pingjun found that her husband stopped talking. When he saw his thoughtful expression, he whispered: "Are you a beloved envious of the guests and friends of Xi'an when the marriage was completed? I think that the custom of marriage is not about the lively and complicated, but about the love between husband and wife. One ox and one horse, and the bride enters Qinglu, and a few friends congratulate each other."

Just like their simple wedding.

Xu Pingjun gently stroked her bulging abdomen. In a few months, she would be able to give birth to a baby for the withered Liu Bingyi family, so that she could completely fill the courtyard that seemed to be large in her eyes.

"That's right, that's right."

Liu Bingyi nodded, but this wife who knew him best was wrong this time.

He was envious of Ren Hong, but not of the fun of the wedding, but of another thing.

Liu Bingyi looked at Xia Dingmao who was busy and said in his heart: "Daoyuan's life experience is somewhat similar to mine. He also became an orphan in the disaster of witchcraft and his clan was destroyed."

"I was imprisoned in the county prison for five years and almost died of illness, so I took the name of being sick. According to Daoyuan, he was moved to the Dunhuang border at the age of three or four. His parents died and he almost never survived."

As for the right or wrong between Prince Wei and Ren An, if Ren An helped Prince Wei, could the end of the witchcraft disaster be rewritten, Liu Bing no longer dared to think about it because it was meaningless.

The catastrophe that more than ten years ago brought to the two orphans was still ongoing. Ren Hong had been imprisoned for three lifetimes and was unable to be a lie. Liu Bingyi's life experience made him even more difficult to retreat.

"But Daoyuan did not complain about himself. But by his own strength, as a minor official in fighting food, he made extraordinary achievements in the Western Regions. He entered the court to be a marquis and had a reputation as a marquis. He was famous and had a high reputation. Although the witchcraft had not been overturned, the stigma of Ren's family was almost completely cleared by him. Decades later, people may not know who Ren An was, but they must know the name of the Marquis of Xi'an."

Liu Bingyi scanned the courtyard, and the dignitaries and nobles in Shangguanli, those who had never appeared at his wedding banquet, from the censors to the nine ministers and marquises, all of them should come.

Today's lively is not hidden by his father's family at all. This face is all earned by Ren Hong based on his own abilities.

Seeing Ren Hong's spirit and thinking about his situation, Liu Bingye could not help but feel a little unfair.

Liu Bingyi seemed to be lucky than Ren Hong. Without his own efforts, Zhang He and others took care of him. After obtaining the royal family, even the emperor would ask with concern that when he was given a mansion when he got married, he might be able to get the title of Guanneihou in the future and everything would be smooth.

But few people know Liu Bingyi’s boredom and unwillingness.

Because of this identity, the big shots have to deliberately keep a distance from him, and so is Zhang He's younger brother Zhang Anshi.

If you can avoid being a great-grandson of the emperor and his 2,000 marquis, who are brothers and brothers, Ren Hong is the only one. Liu Bingyi cherishes this friendship very much and cannot help but compare himself with it.

He was only seventeen years old, and he was the age of passionate Fang Gang. He liked Ren chivalrous and righteous, and liked to listen to the heroic stories of Wei Huo and Zhangqian. From Ren Hong's map, he learned that the world is so great, not only Jingzhao Chang'an.

However, the witchcraft disaster imposed on the great-grandson of the emperor was far more severe than Ren Hong, and Ren Hong could try to cheer up, but Liu Bingyi was even deprived of his power to do things.

"The Eting Order said that I must achieve nothing in my life before I can be safe. Otherwise, the more I do, the more I will be unable to move forward, and even bring about a disaster."

A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old must suppress his dream of dreaming in Tianshan, stay in Chang'an honestly, and do the things that Ren Xia fights and fights without attracting the attention of big shots.

He is not Wang Fengguang's addicted cockfighting master. It's quite fresh and interesting to play for a month, but after a year, Liu Bingyi is also a little tired of this kind of life of eating and waiting for death.

Although Zhang He comforted him, this is the life that the emperor and great-grandson should live, and they have no worries about food and clothing, what else do you lack?

Of course, lack of recognition, lack of career, lack of dreams that an 18-year-old boy needs, lack of hope that one day can make the family stigma.

"Does I have to die of being trapped in Jingzhao like this in this life?"

Liu Bingye remembered that when he was about to leave Weiyang Palace last year, the emperor issued an edict, allowing him to go to Weiyang stable to pick up good horses.

Those horses either come from Hexi, Henan, or even the Western Ji horses of Wusun are all prides among the animals and nobles among the animals. They have good qualities that are enough to carry the generals to the battlefield.

But after being locked in the imperial stable for a long time, he was trapped in a small world and lived in a pampered environment, but his talents were worn out. Most horses chewed the best alfalfa beans, kicked their hooves lazily, sneezed delicately, and occasionally ran around the stable. Those horses that were still worried about the endless grassland became unhappy, as if they were sick, and lost their original tough spirit and abundant vitality.

The most pitiful one is their descendants born in the stable. They never see the vast world outside in their lives. They eat royal weeds and grow fat and thick meat. In the end, they die in the stables, but they are unable to run forever.

From them, Liu Bingyi seemed to see his future and was shivering.

He finally picked a little dark horse that was excluded by his companions, huddled in a corner of the circle, his head lowered, but his eyes looked at the blue sky outside the stable, his nose twitched slightly, as if he could smell the breath of freedom.

Those eyes that were still eager to run touched him, and Liu Bingyi saw the undeleted wildness in him.

Now, he is like a horse trapped in a stable, seemingly able to wander freely in Jingzhao, but in fact he is full of railings and walls everywhere.

Liu Bingyi also stared at the high wall for a long time. He was not convinced. Sometimes he wanted to knock it away and slip away with another name. A real man should walk around the world with a sword and live a free and relaxed life. How could he be a livestock raised?

But he finally lowered his head and turned around to accept his fate.

Liu Bing is no longer alone. Now that his wife is pregnant, she must not let her realize her thoughts. The most important thing now is to accompany Xu Pingjun and let her child be born safely.

He knew that the pain of growing up alone would never allow his children to experience it again.

The desire for freedom is hidden in the heart, and the responsibility of the husband and father is on their shoulders. If you can understand this, you will no longer be a little man, but a real man.

"Here's here!"

A cheerful voice broke Liu Bingyi's contemplation. As people stood up and cheered one after another, the new son-in-law had already brought the bride into the game.

He had to bow to the bride first and invite her to walk into the yard. Both came to the door of the bedroom. The new son-in-law bowed to the wife and invited her in before he could get to the hall from the west steps. When he turned around to lead the way, Ren Hong's face could not hide his smile.

This night, there will be many similar bows, and it will be very tiring to bow on wedding night.

The great-grandson of the emperor forgot his troubles and smiled happily again, pointing at Ren Hong to tease: "Daoyuan is always unfathomable and pretending to be mature, but today, he smiles so stupidly, like an ordinary fool in the village."

Xu Pingjun looked at Liu Bingyi's happy expression and breathed a sigh of relief, but said in his heart:

"One hundred steps to laugh fifty steps. On the day we got married, in my eyes, you smiled even more foolishly than him..."

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Chapter completed!