Beat the drums and drums, and the wedding party happily came to the street outside the Li Mansion.

I can't walk any further because the streets are filled with banquets.

The Li family entertained neighbors, relatives and friends. The house could not be placed, and even occupied the streets outside.

As for why so many people came to celebrate, it was naturally because his daughter married to the right prime minister of the current dynasty or the Duke of the State.

With this prefix, many relatives and friends whom they don’t know at all will naturally appear.

"Thank you, thank you."

Wang Xiao, wearing wedding dress, with powder on his face and a big red flower on his ears, looked a little stiff and returned the gifts to everyone who came to congratulate him.

It’s a pity that Wang Xiao has done this for the first time.

But the problem is that it is really the first time to apply makeup and wear flowers.

Even if Zhao Xu forced him to do this, Wang Xiao would refuse. But this was Li Qingzhao's request, which made Wang Xiao really irresistible.

After all, it has been delayed for so many years and has become a leftover woman. If you have resentment in your heart and want to vent, then just tolerate it. Anyway, it’s just this day.

Finally, I broke through the siege and came to the gate of Li's mansion.

Mi Fu, Li Gonglin and others came forward to slap the door. They recited a few wedding poems, stuffed a large pile of jackals into it, and the door was opened.

Wang Xiao brought a very luxurious wedding group.

Except for Su Shi and the others who were not in good health stayed in Li's house to drink, others such as Huang Tingjian and others came.

Although they shouldn't do this young thing at their age, Wang Xiao's current status is too high and he has no relatives yet.

If you are a peer-to-peer person, you don’t need to talk about the sutra.

First, I went to the main hall to salute Li Gefei and Mrs. Li, and said a lot of good things to finish the procedure. The next step is to welcome the bride.

Li Hui was guarding in front of Li Qingzhao's boudoir, and now he has grown up to be a young man.

As a junior who has entered the imperial examination field, seeing a large group of big bosses and seniors in the imperial examination field surrounded by fiercely, she turned sideways and made way out of the position without any loyalty.

He really couldn't afford to offend him. Not only did he mentor, attendant, but there were even invigilators and examiners who participated in the imperial examination. Li Hui really didn't dare to stop him.

"Take your little brothers to play."

Wang Xiao stuffed a thick stack of jackpots into Li Hui's hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Good eyesight."

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Wang Xiao stood in front of the boudoir, cleared his throat and recited the wedding poem.

"A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, flowers have fragrance and moon have shade."

"The sound of the singing is very clear, and the night in the swing courtyard is heavy."

This poem by Su Shi's Spring Night is definitely the pinnacle of the wedding poem. Who has never heard of the saying that Spring Night is worth a thousand gold in a moment?

From the process point of view, after reading the wedding poem, it is time to ask the bride to go downstairs and get on the carriage.

But when Wang Xiao and the others were happily preparing to wait for others to come down, the bridesmaids' coquettish shouts came from upstairs.

"The bride should listen to new lyrics. The high-ranking official is talented and famous in Tokyo. He should recite new lyrics."

Everyone looked at Wang Xiao in a sideways.

Destroy the Western Xia, pacify Yanyun, and disrupt Liao Kingdom.

Wang Xiao's outstanding martial arts almost made everyone forget that he was also an extremely outstanding literary master.

Although I have not recited poems and essays for many years, my reputation at that time has not faded.

Wang Xiao, who was standing in the yard, looked up at the second floor and spoke directly without stopping.

"If you don't have sex, you will be fascinated by yourself, but if your lover's eyes are filled with Xi Shi."

"If you are destined to meet you thousands of miles away, you will be a fool."

"Okay!" Huang Tingjian and the others applauded. The level of this poem is definitely beyond the level.

"It's worthy of being Wang Zihou. If you don't take action, you'll be a masterpiece when you take action."

The little sisters Li Qingzhao upstairs were chattering and excited.

Those who can be best friends with Li Qingzhao are all poets and scholars and children of officials. Even women have good literary literacy.

The level of this poem is absolutely nothing to say.

Everyone looked at Li Qingzhao and waited for her to give the answer.

Li Qingzhao quietly raised the corners of her mouth, and the dissatisfaction and grievance in her heart subsided.

Many years ago, the entire Bianliang City knew about them. But Wang Xiao had been delaying for so many years, and had to delay her to the age of a leftover woman.

If you were someone else, you might be able to bear this tone. After all, you finally married successfully.

Moreover, Wang Xiao’s current status is so high, it is definitely a great joy.

But Li Qingzhao is different. She is quite arrogant. If you have anger in her heart, you must vent it.

“It’s not enough.”

These young sisters who had already married suddenly had their eyes lit up.

This year's famous works are like the new songs of the popular king that make girls scream in later generations. Everyone wants to listen to the scene. Like Su Shi, he is the superstar of the emperor.

A group of women shouted together, "It's not enough."

Huang Tingjian and others became dissatisfied, which made people a little deliberate.

Wang Xiao smiled strangely and spoke straight away.

"The fragrance of red lotus roots leaves the jade mat in autumn. I lightly unload my silk clothes and go to the orchid boat alone."

"Who sends brocade letters in the clouds? When the geese return, the moon fills the west building."

"The flowers are floating and the water flows. A kind of lovesickness, two idle worries. This feeling has no way to be eliminated, and it has just fallen down, but it has come to my heart."

This is Li Qingzhao's own work. Don't you want to hear new ones? Then give you new ones.

Everyone was stunned. There was actually another new lyric with extremely high quality. This ability is really a capital letter.

"I just got my eyebrows down, but I was in my heart." Li Qingzhao thought silently, her pretty face gradually became rosy, and the grievance in her heart decreased a little.

"I want it."

A group of young sisters clapped their hands excitedly and shouted, "Master, I want it more!"

Wang Xiao's legs shook.

There are so many young ladies on it, but these are Li Qingzhao's card friends.

Li Qingzhao has not been idle in the past two years. She has promoted the mahjong that Wang Xiao gave her. She specially found a workshop to carve and sell it. Not only did she earn her own brand capital, but this leisure and entertainment project also made the entire Bianliang City popular.

So many young ladies shouted together, even Wang Xiao couldn't stand it.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xiao once again wrote a poem sent by the public.

"What is love in the world? It is a matter of life and death."

"The two passengers flew from all over the world, and the old wings went through the cold and heat."

"Happiness and separation are painful, and there are even more foolish children. You should have words, thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and evening snow, who will the shadow go to?"

"It's OK." Wang Xiao raised his hands and trumpet-shaped beside his mouth.

There is no way, most of the poems describing love that can be circulated in the world have been written by our predecessors.

Most of the things that have not been written have a desolate style, just like the tragic fan that is so sad that the autumn wind can paint the fan. It is not suitable for the scene.

Li Qingzhao, wearing a wedding dress, got up and went to the window, shouting "The last song!" to the outside.

Wang Xiao sighed helplessly, and could only use the poem he had endured for a long time.

"Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was blowing. I couldn't sleep without the residual wine. I asked the person who rolled the curtain, but I said the crabapple was still there."

"If you know, you should be red, fat, green and thin."

That’s right, it’s Li Qingzhao’s own famous work, Ru Mengling.

"No, right." Li Qingzhao, who has been addicted to the mahjong table in the past two years, subconsciously shouted, "It should be green, fat, red and thin."

Wang Xiao laughed loudly, hiding the embarrassment in his heart, "That's right, it's just green, fat, red and thin."

Today, everyone listened to several poems that were far beyond the level, and their emotions had long been mobilized.

At this moment, they all started to cheer and shouted that the bride was coming down.

Finally satisfied, Li Qingzhao slowly walked down the boudoir under the eyes of her sisters.

He picked up the bride and returned to the mansion with drums and drums all the way.

There were already a lot of guests here, and the flowing mats were opened on the street outside.

No matter who it is, you can eat and drink with just a few good words, and you can still leave with a food box when you leave.

As for the banquets in the mansion, people with status come.

The Secretariat, the Secretariat, and the Kaifeng Prefecture. All those with some identities have come.
To be continued...