Twilight climbed up the window lattice, the sky was dim, and the yellowed picture on the wall disappeared into the infinite dim. Yan Xiaohan and Fu Shen had a drink together, completed the final ceremony, and gave a deep gift to the ancestors of the Fu family, Fang turned and got off the golden stage.
The worship was heavy and sad, rendering the atmosphere that was not very festive even lower. Yan Xiaohan sent Fu Shen on horseback, deliberately relaxing the atmosphere, and said, "Then you should go back to Houfu, worship the heavens and earth, and return to thank Huang En. You and I can't see anyone in the run, I am afraid the adults in the Ministry of Rite We have both our hearts. "
Fu Shen said, "Let him co. I can hit ten with one hand."
Followed the spectators Beiyan Yantie riders to see the fun is not too big, and laughed. Yan Xiaohan reluctantly shook his head and shook his head. He stood on his horse and walked side by side with Fu Shen. The welcoming team and the Beiyan Army joined together into a team, a large group of n and horses, rushing towards the direction of the capital.
Kyoto knows that the two of Yan Fu were married today, how many people were looking forward to it, and even went to the street to watch the lively. From daybreak to dark, there was no movent, and they were anxious like ants on a hot pot. The palace was waiting to hear the letter, and he had been sent to Houfu for three tis; the Lord Li was anxious and anxious, and fainted for two tis, saying nothing and had to tell the old man to return ho.
When the palace of the Houfu Palace turned into a pot of porridge, the north gate of the capital opened arrogantly. The two riding bright red clothes jumped out from the long and deep shadows of the tower. The setting sun burst into the last two blazes of fire, and flew across the dim old streets shrouded in twilight.
Chic and charming, extrely handso.
There was a burst of cheer in the crowd. I don't know who started, the people took the lights and went to the streets, one by one, one hundred, one thousand, and gradually joined together into a bright river, which made the Yinhan in the sky eclipse. Hundreds of people crossed the road and there were hundreds of people throwing red flowers and shouting in unison: "Congratulations to Fu Shuai's newly married!"
"The general's wedding is overjoyed!"
"Houye is safe and healthy, Fuze is long!"
The big red flowers fell like raindrops, and the wave of cries rose higher than waves, and finally it beca a carnival in the city. Not only Fu Shen, even Yan Xiaohan did not expect such a big scene.
It's hard to describe the taste at that mont, like a heart full of sores, being held up from the snow and ice. Fu Shen montarily moved, from Yan Xiaohan's perspective, his eyes seed to flash.
The horse slowly slowed down, and the group eventually stopped at Chunhe Bridge.
On the bridge and under the bridge are people holding lights, like thousands of fireworks glowing in the boundless night. Fu Shen Duan sat on the horse, raised his hands to tidy up his coat, and then saluted solemnly and silently towards all the onlookers on the street.
He only said four words, and the words fell to the ground.
"Fu is ashad."
As soon as he spoke, his voice was choked to husky. The rits of the three generations of the Fu family are left in the annals of history, inscribed on the stele, and chanted by thousands of people. Fu Shen's ears were cocooned. He had also been proud and content with complacency. , I feel that I have made great contributions to the world, and it is worthy of thanks to Ded.
But when he really knew what "people want
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