February 12, Flower Festival.
Jingning Houfu's house is full of lights and beaming, with red silk hanging on the lintel pillars, and people descend through the courtyard to prepare for the upcoming wedding banquet.
Above the main hall, there suddenly ca a roar straight towards the clouds.
"What about people? Why haven't they arrived yet?"
Officials from the Ministry of Proprieties grabbed Yan Fu's servants who ca here to help, and shouted in disintegration: "... Jing Ninghou hasn't returned yet? Why didn't your adult say it earlier! The road is so far away ... this **** is simply running away! "
Yan Fu's head was dizzy and said, "Sir, I don't know this or the young, but the master personally ordered it, and everything was prepared as usual."
When the ti is coming, officials of the Ministry of Rites have completely lost hope for the relationship. I heard that Jingning Hou Fushen had a strong personality and was unyielding. When he heard that he had acquiesced to the ceremony to assist in preparing for the marriage, the ceremony was relieved. Who knew that when he got married, the ancestor disappeared silently!
It ’s a good idea to draw a salary at the bottom of the tank.
Until now, we can only silently pray to the Emperor Yingming, and when it is furious, don't implicate them in these unlucky pond fish.
The official of the Ministry of Ritual choked off his three beards, calmly, and planned to go to the other protagonist of the marriage to talk about how to end the scene. He walked past the man he just said, and asked Yan Yan cheerfully: "Where is your adult now? "
The man honestly said, "The old man took soone out of the city early in the morning, saying that he was going to et Houye ... sir? Lord! Co on! Co on! There is an adult fainted here!"
Outside the capital, the official pavilion is long.
The accompanying welcoming team frequently looked at the sun, and their hearts were filled with the sa worries as the unfortunate Minister of Gifts, and he trembled and asked, "Master, it will be a good ti right now, why ... haven't you seen anyone yet?"
Too many words they dare not continue to speak down, afraid that Yan Xiaohan would suddenly pull a knife from under the clothes.
Yan Xiaohan pressed the anxiety in his heart and said calmly, "Wait a minute."
The sentence "Ten miles of red makeup, you will not miss the king" is still in your ears. In the letter sent back from Yanzhou City, in addition to telling him to wait outside the city on the day of the wedding, there is also "a short paper and a long love. Yin Yin urged. Yan Xiaohan was unwilling to doubt Fu Shen, and he did not want to doubt that what he said was a cover for the trap.
But in fact he was more afraid than anyone. Because of this "cold chest, a knife behind" scene, it happened between him and Fu Shen seven years ago.
Just as Yan Xiaohan was struggling with self-intimidation and self-consolation, when he was about to drown, a small black spot suddenly appeared in the distance, one person and one horse galloping from far to near. The cor was a dark-skinned boy who didn't dismount in front of the crowd. He turned the horse's head outside the few feet and shouted, "Master, please co with , the general will be here soon!"
Yan Xiaohan breathed loosely when he was breathing, and a rock fell in his heart. He imdiately followed the boy and rushed out.
The others hadn't responded yet, and the two had gone out all the way. Beiyan army horses are comparable to unusual horses. Only Yan Xiaohan can barely keep up after running. In the end, the team is not a team. The two lead in the front, and Lala Zazou follows a long train of people.
The teenager led them all the way west, and when they saw the dim outline of the buildings in the distance, Yan Xiaohan suddenly understood why Fu Shen made a seemingly wayward and irrational request on such an important day today.
The high platform rises flat, the palace is towering, the evening light falls on the glazed tiles, and a splendid layer of golden light rises, overlooking from a distance, it seems to be built with gold, hence the na "Golden Platform".
The "Golden Table" has been around for a long ti. King Xi Yanzhao respected Guo Yan, built a palace and was a teacher, and put thousands of gold on the stage to extend his na to the corporal. At the beginning of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Tai / Zu wanted to emulate the king's affairs. He set up a platform on the outskirts of Beijing, built a palace room, the na of the platform was "Gold
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