On the first day of the first lunar month, because it is the first day of the new year, it is also called "Yuanshuo". After the 30th anniversary of the New Year, people pay New Year's greetings to their elders on this day of farewell to the old and welcoming the new year, wishing them good health and longevity and all the best. When they go out to meet, they should also congratulate the New Year with a smile. Neighbors or relatives and friends also come to visit each other for New Year's greetings or invite them to drink and entertain.

The New Year in Yecheng is slightly different than before. The people did not visit relatives, but came to the street early in the morning and rushed to the route they had already inquired. They all knew in their hearts that although there were not many New Year's Eve, and they only had dozens of them in their lifetime, the prince's marriage was the first time that the eldest girl had been in a sedan chair. After passing this village, there was no such store.

At two o'clock, the wedding party slowly set out from outside the Prince's Mansion Yimen, with drums and music ringing all over the ground. Even though he had seen the lively wedding of wealthy families, he sighed that he was the crown prince of Northern Yan. This show is rare in the world, which made many people who watched the fun and excited.

The streets passing along the way have been carefully arranged. Most of the yamen runners and soldiers guarding Yecheng have been dispatched to maintain the safety of the wedding team. They have all formed an insurmountable gap, blocking the crowds who are watching the fun. If they encounter misbehaving or hitting the wall, they will be beaten up when they are broken, and they will not be sure.

Yi Ya rode on a tall horse and did not wear Chinese national style wedding clothes, but a white martened satin robe with the characteristics of the Hu people. Because he had a lot of arguments with Li Yang about this matter, but Yi Ya's resolution was decided. Even if Li Yang said that he set an example for the people to show Hu Hua's family, it did not play any role.

The energetic Yi Ya looked at the crowd with people with a smile, feeling that she was like the Supreme Master of Nine Five, no longer the crown prince waiting to succeed the throne. Thinking of her father who had a sudden turn of strength, Yi Ya's mouth smiled faintly.

More than half an hour later, the wedding team came to the residence of the Minister of Rites. Because Zhao Ling'er's mother's home was far away in Jinling, she could only use this place as a place to show her status as a sedan chair. Otherwise, the reputation of marrying from the palace was not right, and other places would not be worthy of the identity of the prince.

The luxurious twelve-carrying sedan parked steadily in front of the mansion. After seeing the wedding procession, the servants were looking forward to the opportunity to ignite firecrackers, and the crackling sounds were endless. After the sound of firecrackers, the ground was broken red, as bright as clouds, and the streets were full of auspiciousness and joy.

The bride did not use anyone to support her and walked into the sedan chair by herself without making any stop. She put all the matters of getting married behind her, so she could only let the Minister of Rites stare at her and didn't know what to do.

"Don't worry about the ordinary red tape, get up the sedan chair."

"Get up the sedan chair!"

The festive drums and music resounded through the sky again, and the two teams formed one place to rush towards the Prince's Mansion. People along the way knew that the highlight was the bride in the sedan chair, so no one left early. Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the luxurious sedan chair tightly, hoping that a breeze would blow the curtain of the sedan chair and see how beautiful the daughter who stood shoulder to shoulder looked like a fairy.

Maybe it was because the weather was not good. It suddenly snowed heavily on the sky halfway. The team was a little scattered with the cold wind, and the strings were better. The musicians who played for eight lifetimes had been bad. They dared not cheat on being slick and could only get drunk with wind. Joy suddenly ran away.

Although Yi Ya kept a smile on his face to resist the cold wind, he was really angry but helpless. He could not cure God's crimes, so he could only call his followers to tell the team to speed up. As long as he lifted the sedan chair to the prince's mansion safely, it would be considered a great achievement.

The crowds along the way were also wiped out by the violent wind and snow. Many people sighed secretly and walked towards their homes, thinking about how to piece together what they saw today into topics of envy and envy.

In a strong contrast with the grand occasion when he set off, the wedding team, which was about to start and end, finally returned to the prince's mansion in embarrassment. Seeing the sedan chair falling to the ground in a steady manner, Yi Ya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Amid the sing of the Minister of Rites, the maids forced themselves not to be blown by the cold wind. As for the girls standing on both sides of the etiquette gate, they could only retreat. The numerous flower baskets in their hands were useless and would be blown eight feet away without the petals falling to the ground.

Zhao Ling'er looked at the magnificent prince's mansion, and the strong wind rolled up the pearl curtains. The crisp sound of pearls fighting each other was covered in the whistling. She stepped out of the sedan chair and walked slowly towards the Yimen Gate. Fortunately, the back of the phoenix robe was pulled by the maid, and there was no way to do anything about her sleeves.

The maid who had been preparing for a long time handed over one end of the red silk to Bang. She was about to hand over the other end to the bride, but found that she didn't stop at all and walked straight inward around the brazier, so anxious that the maid was about to shed tears.

After being humiliated by Zhao Ling'er several times, Yi Ya forced the anger in his heart and smiled and said, "The heavens are not good. The sudden wind and snow have slowed down the guard of honor, which just saves many matters to save time."

The large number of followers and officials who came to congratulate them all knew it. This was just a self-sufficiency step. In front of a large number of officials in Northern Yan, I believe that Yi Ya was already thinking about how to deal with the princess who was about to pass the door at night.

The Prince's Mansion is the most grand mansion in Yecheng. Not only does it take countless places to enter and exit, but the size of its main hall is much larger than that of other houses. Although it cannot accommodate all guests, 180 people with high status can still enter it to hide from the wind and snow. As for the others, they can only endure it temporarily.

The drums and music were still endless. The musicians stood on both sides of the hall and put in full force, regardless of whether they were walking or not. If they were found cheating at this moment, they would only wait for a cold steel knife. The howling cold wind accompanied by a slightly funny joy, becoming an alternative landscape.

As he walked into the luxurious main hall, it seemed as if he had entered the red ocean. Yi Ya and Zhao Ling'er stopped at the middle. A chair at the head was placed there alone. This was the seat of Emperor Beiyan. Because he had been seriously ill for a while, he fainted for seven or eight hours a day for twelve hours a day, so he could not come to the prince's mansion to watch the ceremony on this cold wind and snow day.

"Your Majesty is a little ill and regrets not coming to watch the ceremony. However, Your Majesty has issued an order that the Emperor of the Founding Emperor of Northern Yan would be placed on his seat to show his presence." Yi Qi placed a large ox horn bow on the head and placed two more golden arrows to represent the two emperors of Northern Yan.

Yi Yi's outspokenness made everyone helpless. Although everyone knew that this general was taciturn and straight-hearted, he should act anyway. Even if he said that His Majesty was busy with official duties, he was still so stinky in such an occasion.

Li Yang, beside him, tried hard to keep himself from laughing, and then glanced at the guests inside and outside the hall, not knowing what he was looking for. Seeing that the time was almost the same, the Minister of Rites stopped hesitating and said loudly: "The time has come! The beautiful couple held the gift!"

Yi Ya stepped forward and waited, but after a long time, Zhao Ling'er, who was beside her, walked up, and her face suddenly turned black. Even if she could do face, she could not maintain the anger in her heart. She wanted to teach her a lesson, but suddenly felt Li Yang's gaze.

He tried hard to take a deep breath, and he felt extremely reluctant, but he could only smile and return to Zhao Linger, and whisper: "Don't think that the Qin father and son can save you. If you make me foolishly here, I will cut all the maids you brought one by one. Do you believe it?"

Yi Ya was very careful in his voice, and the joy outside the hall did not let others hear this. As for Zhao Ling'er, the dozen maids she brought were all from the royal palace side by side. They had a very harmonious relationship in the past, like sisters. When she heard this threatening sentence, she could only grit her teeth and take a small step that was more uncomfortable than killing her.

This step indicates compromise.

and accept the fate.

She could not hear any sound or feel any temperature. Even the people in the hall slowly disappeared in her eyes. She was the only one in the hall, and the big horned bow in front of her.

Pride of the past.

The beliefs of the past.

It was like a collapsed tower that was broken into dust in an instant. Even though he knew in his heart that his grandfather and uncle would try his best to rescue him, he thought of Lan Muyue and the Beiyan Jing City like an iron barrel. Zhao Ling'er was afraid and trembled all over.

Become the wife of the enemy and become the so-called crown princess.

She suddenly felt two blurred figures appearing in front of her, like a man and a woman, and her face could not be seen clearly, but Zhao Ling'er knew that it was her parents. Gradually, grandmother, brother, grandfather, uncle, Feiyan and others appeared beside her, and they appeared one by one until a gust of black wind blew and dissipated.

"Princess?Princess?"

The voice of the Minister of Rites interrupted Zhao Ling'er's thoughts. She raised her head slightly. In addition to not wanting to lose her reputation in front of these enemies, she did not want her tears to fall to the ground.

"The princess is fine, let's start now." The Minister of Rites cleared his throat: "Good guests, relatives and friends, today I have the honor to witness the marriage between His Highness the Crown Prince and Princess Fuyao, which is really a blessing--"

"I said to Lord Wang, you can't beat me with eight sticks on weekdays. Why do you talk so much today? Hurry up and start, Mr. Li is still waiting for the meal."

As long as you are an official in the court, you don’t have to look at people and just hear the sound of them to know who is interrupted. If you have the courage to speak rudely on such occasions, only Li Yan, the national master who is trusted by His Majesty, dare not take anyone or even the Northern Yan crown prince seriously.

After hearing this, Yi Ya smiled at the sky, "What the national master said is exactly the same as my palace. Lord Wang, our Wuji tribe does not have the tradition of mother-in-law and mother. You can start directly, but don't delay everyone's wedding wine."

"Sister the order, the lower official shall obey the order." Lord Wang wiped his cold sweat and sang loudly: "One betrayal of virtue and the sky is thick in the earth!"

The two newcomers slowly faced outside the hall.
Chapter completed!