Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

Inside the main hall.

Yang Zhengshan also wore a wedding dress and kowtowed to the tablet of the founder of the Tianqing Sword Sect.

In theory, he should kowtow to Yu Qingyi's parents and ancestors, but Yu Qingyi is an orphan and she doesn't even know who her parents are, so she changed it to the tablet of the founder of the Tianqing Sword Sect.

Today, Yang Zhengshan was dressed very neatly, with his black hair combed meticulously and his long beard neatly trimmed.

From the outside, his youth is very deceptive. He doesn't look like a man in his forties just by looking at his face, but his long beard adds a bit of oldness to him.

The long beard makes him look old. Before coming, Yang Zhengshan wanted to shave his beard because he felt that standing with Yu Qingyi like this, he looked like an old cow eating young grass.

But the body and hair are inherited from parents, so shaving is impossible, and only simple trimming can be done.

Then came the wedding ceremony. Yu Qingyi walked out with the help of the maid and said goodbye to the four elders of the Tianqing Sword Sect.

"Uncle Master!"

"My niece thanks the four uncle masters!"

Yu Qingyi was originally full of joy, but when she came to the main hall and saw Su Kun and the other four, her nose suddenly felt a little sour.

My parents gave me life, and the Tianqing Sword Sect raised me.

Yu Qingyi didn't know who her parents were, but she knew that the Tianqing Sword Sect had nurtured, cultivated, and taught her over the years.

Looking at Su Kun with a head full of silver hair, and recalling the master who always called her "girl", Yu Qingyi couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

Although she was covered by a red veil, Hua Jinqiu still noticed her crying tone.

"Silly girl."

Hua Jinqiu stepped forward to comfort her, but her eyes were also red.

After saying goodbye, Yang Zhengshan took Yu Qingyi out of the door, and he felt that this process was very wonderful.

Just got married like this?

No, maybe the word should be used to say "married".

In his previous life, he had never thought about getting married, perhaps because he didn't want to shoulder too many responsibilities, or perhaps because he felt that being alone was more free. Anyway, he had almost no impulse to get married.

But now he is married, and this feeling seems to be very good.

Leading the bride out of the courtyard, helping the bride to the sedan chair, Yang Zhengshan climbed on the horse.

Many people on the street came to join in the fun, and the music sounded. Yang Zhengshan patted Hongyun, and Hongyun followed the team in front. Yang Zhengshan bowed to the people around him to express his gratitude.

"Is this the garrison commander?"

"Congratulations, garrison commander!"

"Congratulations, garrison commander!"

"Whose girl is the bride? She is so lucky?"

...

The people on both sides of the street were very lively. Some congratulated, some discussed, and some envied Yu Qingyi's good fortune.

Yang Zhengshan was a second wife, which might not be a good marriage in the eyes of many official families, but it was definitely a wealth in the eyes of ordinary people.

Being able to marry into the Yang family means being a stepmother, which is something that ordinary people dare not think about.

In the crowd, there are also many Jianghu warriors who look at Yang Zhengshan.

Jianghu warriors have a complicated attitude towards officials. Some hate them, some envy them, and some ignore and disdain them.

Ji Hai is one of those people who ignore them. In terms of status, Jianghu warriors are far inferior to officials, but this is not absolute. When a warrior's cultivation reaches a high enough level, such as the ninth level of the acquired realm, even officials must be respectful.

Ji Zhen is a martial artist of the ninth level of the acquired realm. In front of him, the prefects and county magistrates can only call themselves juniors.

So Ji Hai is qualified to ignore most officials.

"It turns out to be a little old man. I thought Qingyi found a good family!"

Ning Qingqing is the kind of disdainful one. She seems to be very disdainful of everyone, such as Yu Qingyi, Yang Qingshan, and others.

Her voice was not loud, and Ji Hai only frowned when he heard it, but suddenly his mind tensed up, as if a ferocious beast was staring at him, making him alert reflexively.

The one staring at them was none other than Yang Zhengshan.

Ning Qingqing's voice was not loud, especially in such a noisy environment, almost no one could hear it clearly.

But Yang Zhengshan was an exception. His hearing and vision were far superior to others, and Ning Qingqing's words were clearly heard by him.

Little old man!

Little old man!

Little old man!

Yang Zhengshan felt offended!

Meow, my age is a little old, but I am not an old man.

I am just over 40 years old.

Have you heard that a man in his 40s is a flower.

Have you seen such a strong old man?

Have you seen such a handsome old man?

Damn it!

Yang Zhengshan was so angry!

In fact, he has accepted his age. After all, he can't not accept it, but today he still feels offended.

If today wasn't his wedding day, he would definitely teach that woman a lesson.

With eyes as cold as ice, Yang Zhengshan stared at Ning Qingqing for a long time, until the wedding procession passed by, he looked away.

Ning Qingqing was completely frozen, Ji Hai felt the danger, not to mention Ning Qingqing who was the first to bear the brunt.

Although Yang Zhengshan said nothing, did nothing, just cast two glances at her, but she felt as if she had walked through a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

That feeling was really terrifying.

"This man, this man is so murderous!"

Yang Zhengshan's figure had disappeared on the street, and Ning Qingqing stuttered.

Ji Hai narrowed his eyes, "It's better not to provoke such people as generals who came out of the battlefield! Qingqing, trouble comes from your mouth!"

Ning Qingqing lowered her head and turned pale, not daring to say more.

There was real fear in her heart.

At this time, Yang Zhengshan's mood had recovered. Although he felt very unhappy with the words "little old man", today was his wedding day after all, and he could not ruin such a beautiful time with an offensive word.

The wedding team made a long circle in Anyuan City before arriving at the door of the Yang family. Yang Zhengshan definitely could not go through the gate of the official hall when getting married, but the gate in the backyard of the official hall.

"Master, slow down, don't step on the ground!"

Yu Qingyi felt the sedan sink and heard Qingxia's reminder.

Outside the sedan, Wu Hai quickly called on several servants to spread cotton bags on the ground. This ceremony is called "passing the seat", which means that the bride's feet cannot touch the ground before entering the bridal chamber.

The servants were flipping cotton bags back and forth, and Yang Zhengshan, holding the big red flower, led Yu Qingyi into the house.

The two came to the main hall, where the ancestors of the Yang family had been placed. Yang Minghui stood aside as the officiant and shouted: "Bow down to heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to Gaotang!"

"Bow down as husband and wife!"

Logically speaking, Yang Zhengxiang should be the officiant. Although he is not Yang Zhengshan's elder, he is older than Yang Zhengshan, and he is also the patriarch of the Yang family.

But Yang Zhengxiang didn't come, so Yang Minghui had to take his place.

"The ceremony is over!"

"Uncle, you can lift your hijab now!"

Yang Minghui quickly brought a weighing rod and handed it to Yang Zhengshan.

Here, many men can't see the bride's face for the first time until this time. The so-called blind marriage, dumb marriage, now is the time to open the blind box.

But it's not like Yang Zhengshan has never met Yu Qingyi, so he doesn't feel like opening a blind box, he just has a feeling of expectation in his heart.

Yang Zhengshan took off his hijab, revealing a bright face. Yang Zhengshan was stunned for a moment.

But his stupid look made Yu Qingyi lower his head in shame.

“A bed of roses!”

Everyone around him praised in unison, and then the music and rituals started again, and the lively atmosphere almost broke the roof.

"Send it to the bridal chamber!"

"Ouch, let's enter the bridal chamber!"

As the noise rang out, Yang Zhengshan led Yu Qingyi into the bridal chamber.

The wedding was originally a late afternoon ceremony. It was already past dusk, and the red candles were beating in the bridal chamber.

However, entering the bridal chamber does not mean that the wedding is over. The two are guided to sacrifice millet, millet, and lungs in front of the bed, three sacrifices and three meals, which is called "eating together in prison."

Then there is the "He Ning Li", which means splitting the melon into two halves, and each husband and wife holds one half to drink.

Finally, Yang Zhengshan took off the red rope on Yu Qingyi's head, and the two women took scissors and cut off a strand of hair from their heads respectively, tied it with a red rope and put it into the brocade bag.

Since then, the two have been married.

It was only now that the wedding was over, and everyone else was exiting the bridal chamber. Only then did Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi relax.

It was a wedding with a lot of ceremonies. At the end of the day, Yang Zhengshan felt a little tired.

"Are you hungry?" Yang Zhengshan looked at the food on the table and said to Yu Qingyi.

"Yeah!" Yu Qingyi was actually still shy, her blushing face was so pretty.

"My chief master is actually shy!" Yang Zhengshan said in a pinch.

Yu Qingyi glared at Yang Zheng, but her eyes were so charming that Yang Zhengshan was distracted and almost lost control.

"Husband, please have dinner!" Yu Qingyi filled a bowl of rice and placed it in front of Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan stretched out his hand and pulled her to sit down, "I have never liked these messy rules. Husband and wife are one, there is no need to raise eyebrows, just be casual!"

After eating a few mouthfuls of rice to fill his stomach, Yang Zhengshan poured wine for the two of them.

"A couple of drinks to cheer you up?"

"To add to the fun! Why to add to the fun!" Yu Qingyi obviously didn't understand what Yang Zhengshan meant.

The corner of Yang Zhengshan's mouth curled up slightly, "We'll find out later!"

Yu Qingyi blinked confused eyes and drank a few drinks with Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan didn't know if drinking a few glasses of wine helped him to enjoy himself. He just felt that his whole body was hot and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

"A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold!"

"Madam, would you like to spend the evening with me!"

Yang Zhengshan stood up and looked at Yu Qingyi with burning eyes.

Yu Qingyi's cheeks were hot and she hummed softly.

"Haha~~" Yang Zhengshan laughed and picked up Yu Qingyi.

"Slower!"

"oops!"

"Wait a minute, don't touch!"

The sound of squeaking and squeaking came from the bridal chamber, and the two little girls Hongyun and Qingxia outside the door blushed when they heard it.

Drinking scattered jade furnace smoke. The bridal chamber was quiet. In the brocade tent, the whispers are thicker, but under the silver candle, it's nice to take a closer look. That person, it was clear last night that Xu Yi grew old together.