Yan Qingmu took a bath and changed into a wedding dress. When he saw the makeup-urging poems thrown on the tables and chairs all over the yard, he walked over and glanced one by one, with disgust on his face, and said to everyone, "Who did you do these things, and whoever kept them for themselves, I won't use them."

Cheng Chu said "Ah?"

The playboys also said, "Ah?", Brother Yan, don't you do it, are they doing it in vain?"

Yan Qing was so disgusted that he was about to die, "Isn't it supposed to be my poem to urge makeup?"

"Yes, but you can't write poetry." Cheng Chu had a good reason.

"Then don't do it. I don't need you anyway. Keep it for yourself when you marry a wife!" Yan Qing waved his hand, "Whoever does it will take away."

Cheng Chu and others looked at each other.

Yan Qing looked at everyone, "You are married to your wife, what do you think of urging makeup? Why don't you help me marry me?"

Look at these erotic poems, can you read them? He didn't even see them. If Ling Hua listened to them, he would be even more disgusted with them.

"But the poems for urging makeup are like this?" Cheng Chu felt that it took a long time to work hard and could not be troubled and not pleased. He explained to Yan Qing, "Educating makeup and urging makeup, as the name suggests, is to urging the bride to dress up and put on the sedan chair quickly. Of course, this is more gorgeous. Could it be that it is even more sour and polite poems?"

Yan Qing disliked him, "Save it for you to use it!"

Anyway, he doesn't need it.

Yan Qing said he didn't need it, but Cheng Chu had no choice. He looked at Yan Qing, "Or, Brother Yan, try to do it yourself? You have seen it just now, so you don't have a headache, right?"

"I have a headache." Yan turned around and walked out.

Cheng Chuxin thought, I didn't see you feeling like you had a headache. I didn't see you when you had a headache before. The painful face was white and beads of sweat fell from my forehead. Is it a happy day now, and I feel refreshed and even the headache is cured?

Anyway, he didn't look like a headache when he just looked.

He looked at Yan Qing's back and shouted afterwards, "Ah, Brother Yan, your big red auspicious outfit is so beautiful!"

How did the embroiderer of the Imperial Clothes Bureau embroider this pattern so gorgeously?

Yan Qing paused for a moment, turned around and looked at Cheng Chu, "Do you think it looks good?"

"It's good-looking, good-looking, good-looking." Cheng Chu just jumped up on the spot, "This auspicious outfit, matches your face, will not be humiliating your prosperous beauty."

Yan Qing: "..."

All the playboys: "..."

Although they also think Brother Yan is good today, Brother Cheng is too good at praising people in person, right? If they have this skill, they will probably become the number one brother around Brother Yan.

Yan Qing lowered his head and looked at his big red auspicious costume. To be honest, he was also very satisfied. He bent the corner of his mouth and turned around and continued to walk forward.

Cheng Chu rubbed his face, "Hey, Brother Yan looks like this. Today, I don't know how many ladies in the capital will admire him. Unfortunately, admiration is useless. They can't cry and faint?"

The playboys nodded in one after another, thinking it made sense.

Someone asked, "Brother Yan said we don't need to make makeup-enhancing poems, so what should we do with these poems?"

Cheng Chu waved his hand and said helplessly, "Of course, whoever did it should be put away, so keep it for yourself to marry a wife in the future! Brother Yan has a wife, so everyone should hurry up!"

Several people shook their heads together.

Someone said, "It is said that my sister-in-law has said a long time ago that she doesn't care about Brother Yan. Brother Yan can still be a playboy who is idle and eats, drinks and has fun. We can't do it, right?"

"Why can't it be? Maybe we can find one too..." A playboy took half of his words and couldn't continue. He thought where they would find another Ling Hua? Even if there was Ling Hua so powerful, he wouldn't dare to find him. They didn't have the courage of Brother Yan.

"Look at you all have a good time." Cheng Chu greeted everyone, "I left, Brother Yan has gone far away, and they have put away the poems. Let's go to welcome the bride."

The playboys picked out their makeup poems they wrote, put them in their arms and put them away, but Chen Pingan quietly tore the makeup poems with red faces and threw them into the waste paper tube. He was still young, so he should not wait to use them when he was a wife.

Yan Qing came to the newspaper hall. The people from the Ministry of Rites were full and full of food and drink, and were very energetic. When they saw him coming, they all congratulated him.

Yan Qing felt that there was nothing to accept for congratulations when marrying Ling Hua. At least no one knew Ling Hua’s true face, nor did he know that he was plotted to marry Ling Hua, so he couldn’t feel any joy.

If she couldn't come back yesterday, he wouldn't marry him today. Who knew she would come back?

Although Yan Qing thought so in his heart, he could not keep smiling faces away. He just nodded lazily, "Thank you all, please leave!"

When the people from the Ministry of Rites saw that Yan Qing'er was really a human being. If they didn't know that he was a playboy, they would look at him in a big red auspicious outfit, with picturesque eyebrows and elegant figures, and felt that this must be a good son-in-law who could not be found even with a lantern.

However, after all, even if it is not a good son-in-law, he will not lose money if he is married to him.

A large number of brides were sent out of Duanjing Hou Mansion, with a feast light head. The people from the Ministry of Rites were in the middle, and a group of playboys followed behind, making fun of each other, and heading towards the Ling family.

Knowing that Yan Qing and Ling Hua's wedding was held as scheduled, the streets were crowded with people, and the people in the capital came out to see the little Marquis of Yan marrying his wife, and the teahouses and restaurants on the street were all covered.

Yan Qing rode a tall horse by the horse, wearing a big red auspicious uniform, and was so gorgeous that he was eye-catching. His face was truly unparalleled. Many years later, everyone in the capital would still never forget that no later generations would wear a big red auspicious uniform, and would look as beautiful as Yan Qing and be talked about by others.

When we arrived at the Ling family, the Ling family's door was not as closed as other people's houses, but was wide open. There were many members of the Ling family on both sides, standing aside and leaving the gate in the middle, without anyone blocking the door.

Ling Yunshen and Ling Yunyang stood at the gate. When they saw the wedding party coming, they all smiled.

The people from the Ministry of Rites were surprised, and the Minister of Rites rushed forward and asked, "Mr. Ling San, why... why no one stopped the door?"

Could it be that the Ling family has no elders and doesn’t know this rule?

Ling Yun coughed deeply, "Sister said, the little marquis cannot write poems, so there is no need to stop the door."

In fact, when his seventh sister said the original words, she was not allowed to make things difficult for Yan Qing. What if he was embarrassed and ran away? What can the two brothers do? Who told her sister to take a fancy to her and tried every possible way to get it, but now she is in the wrong.

The Minister of Rites immediately said, "Then should you stop me properly?"

Ling Yunshen looked at Yan Qing, "Brother-in-law, do you think you should stop me?"

He felt that he had to ask Yan Qing first.

Yan Qing had already gotten off the horse. Looking at the Ling family's open door that was open and no one blocked, it was different from what Qin Huan and others described. He asked, "Does anyone else block the door?"

"Everyone is blocked." The Minister of Rites thought to himself, what's going on with these two families? Don't you know the custom of a big wedding? How can you not block the door?

"What is the meaning of stopping this?" Yan Qing asked again.

The Minister of Rites gave him popular science, "Stop this, to tell the groom that it is not easy to marry a wife, you have to cherish it and live a harmonious life."

Yan sneered. If he put this on others, although he didn't understand, he would think that what he said was right, but if he put it on him, he felt that it was not very true. How could it be difficult for him to get married?

He was about to shake his head, when Cheng Chu rushed up from behind, "Brother Yan, brother, brother, I think that blocking the door is a custom since ancient times. How can you destroy it? No matter what the meaning is, it is a good meaning, and you have to follow it. If you don't follow it, what if you don't have a good relationship? Brothers still hope that you and your sister-in-law will be harmonious and beautiful."

In this way, with Brother Yan’s face, the playboys can spend the least money to eat and drink in Zuixianlou.

Yan Qing didn't speak.

Qin Huan said again, "Look, there are so many people inside and outside who don't stop the door and become lively, how boring is it? It's going to be interesting."

He had been playing with Yan Qing for so many years, and he knew Yan Qing's temperament very well. When Yan Qing didn't say anything, he specifically said to his heart, "Brother Yan, you have to have it, too. How can you be compared by others?"

Others have blocking doors and various procedures, so you have to do it, otherwise how can brothers play together and gain knowledge?

Yan Qing's expression indeed moved and nodded, "Okay then! Stop it!"

Ling Yunyang said worriedly when he heard this, "Brother-in-law, if we really make things difficult for you, you won't be unhappy and turn around and leave?"

Cheng Chu immediately said, "Brother Yan is not that kind of person."

How nice my sister-in-law is, how nice it is to treat Brother Yan. Who would be so stupid that she would turn around and leave if she was unhappy?

Ling Yunyang was waiting for Yan Qing to speak, but Yan Qing would not express his opinion, and he would never stop the door today.
Chapter completed!