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Chai Chai released his thoughts and tried his best to hold against the door, with an expression on his face that was uglier than crying.

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A gust of evening wind blows through the courtyard, causing ripples on the surface of the swimming pool.

Jia Luo, who was pushing the door, shivered. Feeling a little cold, he lowered his arms in a daze.

As soon as I let go, I forgot what I was doing just now. After standing blankly for a few seconds, I suddenly went back to lie down on the recliner, picked up the blanket and wrapped myself tightly,

Drowsy like a caterpillar.

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Chai Chai, who was watching through the crack of the door, was dumbfounded, smacked his lips, lowered his arms, and took half a step back.

Perhaps Jia Luo is also suffering deep in his heart. After seeing the prosperity and prosperity of Chang'an, he has to return to the wild and desolate grassland.

The friends I know in Chang'an may never have the chance to meet again in this life,

Maybe when we meet again, we are already on the battlefield, with swords and soldiers facing each other, one side must fall.

Chai Chai sighed softly in his heart, but he heard footsteps outside the study.

Qiu Feng walked back to the living room with the boiled hangover soup with his thoughts, and fed Jia Luo to drink it after cooling down slightly with the Li Liang Talisman.

After the effect of the medicine took effect, Jia Luo became more awake, and Qiu Feng blushed and said to the study door: "Then let's go back to the Furong Garden first? Please pay attention to the time, and bring Cuiqiao here when it's almost time.

There are many palace painters at the wedding scene, who are depicting the people and scenery at the scene. It's not good to miss out. "

"Uh-huh."

Chai Chai nodded, remembered something, and added: "By the way, when you go out, please tell the driver of the carriage at the door and ask him to go back to Furong Garden first. Then I will take another carriage with Chai Chai past."

"Um."

Qiu Feng helped Jia Luo up, walked through the courtyard, and walked out of the mansion.

Chai Chai leaned against the wooden door and listened carefully to the movement outside the door. After confirming that there was no sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and gently pushed the door open a gap.

Stretch out your finger and bring in the gift that Qiu Feng hung on the door.

"This is."

Chai Chai opened his mouth, looking at the exquisite sachet in his hand.

She also has some understanding of Yu country's textile skills,

This kind of peacock fabric is gorgeous and gorgeous, and it is extremely time-consuming and laborious to weave. It is the most high-end luxury.

The sachet has been a thing of friendship since ancient times, and its meaning is self-evident.

Even for open and enlightened school disciples, it takes a lot of courage and determination to give such a gift.

Young Master, you are really, uh, a heinous crime?

Chai Chai thought about suitable idioms in his mind, and subconsciously clenched the sachet a little more tightly.

where are you?

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In the Hibiscus Garden, a hundred flowers bloom together and the lights are brightly lit.

A majestic towering lighthouse is the center of all light.

It is two hundred feet high, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and the main structure is made of balsa wood and steel.

Lamp holders of various shapes are installed on it, wrapped with gorgeous colored silk, inlaid with gold and silver decorations.

A piece of windproof talisman rolled into a flower shape and pasted around the lamp holder is used to isolate the wind from high places and protect the lamp from extinguishing.

The steel central axis at the top of the lamp building drives the wheel to rotate slowly, causing the surrounding lamps to undulate and rotate, illuminating the Furong Garden.

Under the lamp tower, there are tents built with thin curtains. The top of the tents is shaped like a herringbone, and some of them are hung with embroidered bills.

There are long tables in the tent, and the guests sit on both sides, with drinks and food placed on the tables.

This is the traditional form of banquets in the State of Yu—because the scale of wedding banquets is usually too large to fit in the house, tents will be set up with curtains in the spacious courtyard to entertain guests and relatives.

The so-called Hua Wei is reflected in the flying snow, and Zhu Mu is in the vestibule. The green curtains are placed on the two steps, like the majesty of Ziji.

However, for ordinary people, most of the wedding banquets are placed in courtyards and gardens.

As for the wedding ceremony of His Royal Highness King Yue, the entire Furong Garden was contracted.

The canopy of the curtain stretches into one piece, and there is almost no place to step down.

As far as the eye can see, there are all nobles in splendid attire, drinking wine and chatting happily.

"Qi Luo's clothes shine in late spring, and golden peacocks and silver unicorns."

Under a curtain belonging to the school area,

Feeling this, Yang Yu couldn't help knocking the jade bowl with the purple hump on the rhino horn inlaid chopsticks in his hand, and said: "What's on the head? Cui Wei's leaves hang down on the temples."

"Miss Yu Yan and her parents are going to sit down in the tent of the official's house, so don't read crooked poems here, okay?"

Li Wei chomped down on the snowflake-shaped beef cubes wrapped in Nanyue betel sauce, and said vaguely: "No one listened."

"This is "A Journey to Beauty" by the Ministry of Industry and Technology, do you have any culture?"

Yang Yu glanced at his friend contemptuously, and sighed, "It's said that once you enter the academy, you don't care about your past status. It's all a lie.

When it comes to banquet occasions, sit where you should sit. "

Right now, it is clearly the scene of a wedding banquet, but there are not many people sitting under the tent of the school that has been in the palace for three years.

Needless to say, Li Leling, being a princess and a good friend of the bride, naturally it was on the Ziyun Tower at the highest point of the Furong Garden - that was the official venue for the wedding.

The emperor and empress, princes and concubines, princes and daughters, court ministers, envoys from various countries, cardinal Xinxiu, and school teachers are also in Ziyun Tower.

Ziyun downstairs, according to closeness and importance,

Many curtains were arranged.

Yong Hongzhong's grandfather is General Youwuwei, his father is the prefect of Xiangzhou, and his aunt is a princess, so he should go to the tent in the official area.

Ji Linglang's father is the prefect of Weizhou, she is also the daughter of an official family, and He Fanshuang's elder brother is the prince Zuo Chunfang Zuo Chunfang Zhongyun.

Calculated in a circle, among their group of friends,

Only Yang Yu and Li Wei are not official disciples, so they are not qualified to go to other tents.

Li Wei said casually: "Isn't there going to be Risheng later? Is he coming too?"

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Yang Yu looked at him even more contemptuously, "Risheng can enter and leave the Daming Palace at will, can you? Even the newborn princes and daughters have to be given to Risheng to hug him every year, so as to be blessed by him.

On such an occasion, of course, you have to go to Ziyun Tower.

What's more, hehe, Her Highness the Princess is also interested in him, maybe Her Majesty will take advantage of the big day to settle the matter tonight. When we meet in the future, we have to call him son-in-law. "

"Princess?"

Li Wei chewed the beef, rolled his eyes and thought for a while, "Which princess is it? Give me some hints."

"???"

Yang Yu looked confused, "Did you hang out with us these two years? Of course it's Princess Guanghua, otherwise who else could it be?"

"Didn't you say that Risheng could enter and leave Daming Palace at will? There are so many princesses in the palace, God knows if there are any other princesses who are interested in Risheng."

Li Wei said confidently: "I don't have clairvoyance."

"You, I am convinced!"

Yang Yu slapped his forehead, deeply worried about whether his IQ would be assimilated by his friends.