Chapter 54 - II
Jing Xingzhi’s heart beat a little faster as he took a step, and the content of ‘yellow book’ flashed through his mind, causing a blush on his face.
Liu Fang lowered his eyes. His eyelashes were long, thick, black, and straight. They flapped like small fans, casting shadows on the eye sockets.
His small lips were pursed tightly, and his tightly clenched fists, as well as the wrinkled fabric folds on his knee tops, all revealed his nervousness.
Jing Xingzhi was nervous at first, but seeing that Liu Fang seemed more nervous than him, he slowly relaxed.
The day of the wedding couldn’t just go by with tension, right?
If he only cared about his nervousness and did nothing, then he would become a real fool!
He approached Liu Fang, stood in front, coughed, and then said loudly: “Happy marriage, Liu Fang.”
The young man’s voice was clear and pleasant, showing infinite solemnity.
Liu Fang breathed heavily, raised his eyes, and said slowly: “Happy marriage…”
Jing Xingzhi sat down and put his hand around Liu Fang’s waist, feeling the other person’s timidity that trembled but did not flinch. He knew clearly in his heart how lucky he was.
Jing Xingzhi’s eyebrows were filled with warm joy. He gently moved his hands on Liu Fang’s waist like a beat and said at the same time: “You have been studying poetry recently, right?”
Liu Fang felt that his waist was weak, but Jing Xingzhi asked another seemingly unrelated question.
Liu Fang took a breath and said with a little breath: “Yes.”
“Then I will test you.”
“There is someone who said his name is very good. His name is Feng Linwan. Do you know that poem?”
As Jing Xingzhi said this, his hands grasped Liu Fang’s, imprisoning him in a small space between himself and the head of the bed.
The corners of Liu Fang’s eyes were stained with crimson: “Stop the car…” He hesitated, gasping twice in the hot air, and then said with an uncomfortable sob: “It’s not night yet?”
“I made a silencer formation.” Jing Xingzhi smiled, peeled off a red piece of clothing, mixed the two red colors together, and painted on the white cloth.
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From mid-afternoon to evening, all the guests in the little house finally left.
Only then did Jing Xingzhi come out of the room, the flush on his face not completely gone. Originally, it was the parents at home who should worry about the aftermath, but since Jing Xingzhi didn’t have one, he had to worry about it himself.
He touched his head apologetically and said to Hua Amu and Xiu Amu, who had been busy for a while: “Amus, I drank too much and took a nap.”
The two people just looked at each other and smiled.
“You’re drunk. It’s okay. You can go back to sleep!”
“It seems that Fang Ge’er is also drunk. You can take care of him.”
The two Amus looked at the young boy with smiles on their faces and knew what was going on.
After staying in the room for so long and with his wife, how could I just be drunk? Even stupid people knew it!
Could Jing Xingzhi be a fool? If he was really stupid, how could he be admitted as a scholar? How could the ancestors in their village take a fancy to it?
Yes, the ancestor’s affairs had become too popular in the village and everyone still remembered it. They were waiting for Jing Xingzhi to success and see if he could bring a whole new change to the village.
There were many guests at the wedding banquet, including people from the village alone. And because most of them were from the village, there was a lot less busy work behind them. After the meal, each family took the tables, chairs, dishes, and chopsticks back.
At the moment, only the newly built sheds still needed to be tidied up.
Jing Xingzhi smiled gratefully in the eyes of all his uncles and aunts, took out the red envelopes he had prepared, and handed out one to each of them.
After finishing his work, Jing Xingzhi took another look at Fang Qichen, who had had some wine, and then entered the room with a slightly groggy head, and fell into bed and fell asleep.
He was tired after showing off his manly’s skill.
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The distant capital.
Marquis Zhenyuan Mansion was decorated with lanterns.
Everyone in the streets near and far knew that today was the birthday of the little marquis of Zhenyuan. All the people coming and going were nobles and officials, which made the spectators dazzled by their official hats, and marveled in their hearts at Marquis Zhenyuan’s power in the court.
Others thought: If he had not gained power, why would so many people come to the birthday banquet of a little marquis?
But Ning Haibo, the Marquis of Zhenyuan, was the only one who was worried. Why didn’t the emperor give him anything as a reward tonight?
You know, in previous years, the emperor would always send some small things. Of course, those small things were not too valuable. What Ning Haibo was worried about was not the things, but the thoughts.
With so many things to do every day, you could still remember the birthday of a child, don’t you take it to heart?
Since he didn’t send it this year, Ning Haibo began to worry. Did he know about Fang Qichen meeting his son? Could it be that Fang Qichen, the old man, snitched on him?
Ning Haibo was thinking about something in his study when a woman’s oriole-like voice came from the door.
“Husband, it’s time for you to give Yongyuan a birthday gift, don’t hide away!”
Ning Haibo put aside his worries, picked up the gift prepared for his son, put on a smile, and said: “Madam, I’m not hiding, I’m here to get something. Just watch, Yongyuan will definitely like it!”
Ning Haibo walked out of the study, hugged his wife Wu Shuangxi’s slender waist, and talked to her kindly about their only son. Speaking of their children, both of them laughed while talking.
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In the palace.
Li Yunxi pointed at the yellow dark fold and said with a smile: “My teacher’s little disciple was born on the same day as Ning Haibo’s son, and my teacher is asking me for something! Zhang Tong, what do you think I can give you? This is a wedding ceremony plus birthday.”