letter of commitment

42.

On this day, the rain that had been pouring for several days finally stopped, the clouds drifted slowly, the sun broke through the white barrier, the sky suddenly became blue and the air became extraordinarily fresh.

The city of Fengdu is also very lively. Everyone in the streets and alleys knows that this is the wedding day of Ling Luoqian, a third-rank official in the court of the Ling Mansion in the east of the city. They also heard that the Holy Majesty will come to the scene to witness the marriage for him. For the sake of face, if you miss this hustle and bustle, as a commoner in Fengdu City, you really can't justify it, and this Lord Ling even said that as long as you come to the door, no matter whether you have an invitation card or not, you will be a guest.

Early on, the market opened a road with no traffic, waiting for the procession to welcome the bride.

The ignorant children played and shuttled back and forth among the crowd, running non-stop, laughing like silver bells from their mouths from time to time, and a few spectators urged them to be careful not to fall, and as a result As soon as the words fell, a child was tripped by a passer-by's feet. Before he could cry, the crowd began to surge and become restless.

Not far away, I heard a voice from someone: "Here, here, the procession to welcome the bride! People on the street, hurry up and avoid it!"

The child didn't care about crying anymore, and followed the adults together, looking forward to the exciting scene that will appear next.

A whole group of flaming figures gradually became clear, like the morning glow in the sky, gradually blurring and expanding, and when they got closer, they showed a joyful look on the faces of the people.

The band in the team played vigorously on the trumpets and suonas they held in their hands, as well as the cymbals and leather drums. Every step they took, the louder they became.

The song "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" made the girls around them feel full of love, and more or less fantasized about the day when they got married, and made the golden-year-old and white-haired couples who supported each other recall a certain day, month, and day when they shared love with the people around them. The case of the tie-up.

The common people stood on tiptoe, flocking to watch this grand wedding, second only to the royal family.

What made thousands of women even more crazy was the handsome man in the middle of the team, riding a tall brown horse with red flowers on his head.

He was dressed in a red robe, with a red brocade and jade crown on his head, and the gold hairpin neatly tied the man's black hair inside. He was neat and handsome, with a strong smile on his handsome face, rendering the people present.

As the procession advanced slowly, they saw the fiery red phoenix brocade tasseled sedan chair with snow-white pearls on the four corners carried by eight people, and the bridesmaids with heavy make-up followed on both sides.

The common people were dumbfounded when they saw it, and I am a good boy, how much does this sedan chair alone cost, I am afraid it is the amount that I may not earn in my entire life.

The line was very long, followed by escorts and guards, some people couldn't help but be speechless: "It's really a rich family getting married, tsk tsk." Everyone who heard it also echoed.

After a long time, the team broke away from the bustling streets and arrived in front of the red-clad mansion.

The deafening sound of firecrackers sounded, and Sun Qingling got off the wedding sedan chair with the help of her maid, Xi Niang, and went to the hall.

Zhao Qiaomu sat at the main seat, and all the officials in the hall were present, and they were all happy for the couple to get married.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Ling Luoqian turned around, and Sun Qingling was also turned around with the help of the servant girl, facing outwards, bowed her head at the same time, and performed the first round of salutes.

"Second salute to your lord!"

Since the parents of Ling Luoqian and Sun Qingling were no longer there, the enthusiastic Zhao Qiaomu promised to come to witness the marriage for the two after hearing about it, and then they knelt down and bowed three times.

"Bye husband and wife!"

Married, soon to be married, Ling Luoqian's heart could no longer calm down, he tightened the sympathy knot in his hands, and fell in love with Sun Qingling the first time they met, but how could he think of this day?The corners of his mouth could not stop rising, fully revealing his thoughts.

The two bowed halfway, facing each other, as a salute.

"Licheng! Send the bride into the bridal chamber!"

The banquet started, and Ling Luoqian, as today's protagonist, had to socialize with Zhao Qiaomu and the officials, celebrities, and wealthy businessmen present. With their blessings, the whole person would be lighthearted.

"I wish you a happy union for a hundred years, and you will be united forever."

Ling Luoqian finally came to Shen Qingshu's table after dealing with the people there, and when he saw the person, Shen Qingshu consciously picked up the wine glass, respected it, and drank it down.

Ling Luoqian chuckled a few times, and said, "Thank you, you and Sister Muchu also have to hurry up." With the wine in his throat, he laughed again.

It's just that what he said made Shen Qingshu speechless, so he could only laugh along with embarrassment, and then looked at Mu Chu, his eyes were dim, he lowered his head and poked the meat in the bowl with chopsticks, Yan Ran looked worried.

When Ling Luoqian and Sun Qingling were saluting, she also watched from the sidelines, wearing the red wedding dress, he was the one who paid homage to him, with his white hair never separated, and wrote a good story about staying together, I don't know why, A little bit of envy filled Mu Chu's heart, but she was also extremely depressed. When will this day between her and Shen Qingshu come?

Back at his seat, Shen Qingshu noticed the rotten meat in Mu Chu's bowl, and asked with concern: "But it's not to your liking?"

"No." Mu Chu was a little absent-minded, should he ask?

"gentlemen……"

"Shen Aiqing!"

Mu Chu's whispers were overshadowed by this loud and thick voice.

"Your Majesty! Your servant pays homage to Your Majesty."

Shen Qingshu was amazed, why did Zhao Qiaomu come here? The officials at the same table followed suit, but Mu Chu was still in a daze. Shen Qingshu tugged at her sleeve to remind her, but Zhao Qiaomu laughed.

"There is no need to be too polite. On this day of great joy, the widow, like all the lovers, is just a guest, so there is no need to perform any courtesies."

Shen Qingshu didn't relax because of this, and respectfully said: "Please trouble me to come and find my minister, this minister is guilty."

"It's okay."

Zhao Qiaomu was in a good mood, but his eyes were on the young girl behind Shen Qingshu.

"Who is this?"

"Ah, she is a student of my servant, Lord Ling's adopted sister, and she was invited to the banquet with me."

"Oh." Zhao Qiaomu narrowed his eyes, his gaze stayed on Mu Chu for a long time before he retracted it, and he let out a deep and unexpected oh.

Mu Chu came to her senses, she couldn't believe it, Shen Qingshu's reply was still ringing in her ears non-stop.

"Come, come with the widow. You have done a lot of things not long after you took office. The widow has heard about it. On this happy day, I will give you the reward."

"What, what..."

Shen Qingshu was still surprised, Zhao Qiaomu had already grabbed her wide sleeves and moved towards the center.

Afterwards, the accompanying internal officials pulled their thin and sharp voices and said: "Silence, there is an oracle from the Holy Spirit!"

The restless people quieted down, their expressions became solemn, they looked at Zhao Qiaomu, and Shen Qingshu who stood beside him with a dazed expression.

"I'll interrupt everyone for a moment. Before I say this, I wish the new couple first. Then, everyone knows that since the succession of the widow, Qingyue's land has become stronger and the people's quality of life has been getting better and better, but ——!”

Zhao Qiaomu let go of the key, shedding the majesty of being an emperor, but it made everyone present hold their breath.

"However, this was created by all the lovers and widows together. It is also because of this that we have raised a bunch of corpses and vegetarians. Don't do anything!"

……

"The widow is busy with affairs, and you have to share the trivial matters of the state capitals for the widow. Some people are good, and they don't report what they know. They deceive the widow, which makes the widow feel cold!" Zhao Qiaomu made a sad appearance, but everyone knew that he was drunk , but no one dared to speak.

"Your Majesty..." the inner officer whispered, it's not good to go on like this.

"Fortunately, there are still virtuous ministers who can comfort the soul, Shen Qingshu listens to the order!"

again? "The minister is here." Shen Qingshu clasped his fists and knelt to listen to the order, but he couldn't hear the following for a long time.

"Your Majesty?" The internal officer supported Zhao Qiaomu's slightly swaying body.

"Hahaha, it seems that the widow is drunk, that's all, then the widow won't be with you anymore, I have to go back to the palace first."

……

"Congratulations to the Holy Majesty!"

Everyone sent Zhao Qiaomu to the door, and waited for him to get on the dragon chariot. Unexpectedly, he tilted his head again, and said to Shen Qingshu seriously: "By the way, Shen Aiqing, tomorrow, come to the palace, I will reward you well." .”

"Your servant obeys the order."

After sending away Zhao Qiaomu, the big Buddha, the rest will be much simpler, drink freely, and rest when drunk, this time, the sky is getting late, Ling Luoqian chased away the two or three friends who were going to go to the bridal chamber, slightly drunk Walking outside the house, the red couplets were hung by the door of the new house. Pushing the door to enter the house, the room was full of red, and the red happy characters became more festive and warm under the candlelight. The candle flames danced like dancing. Ling Luoqian felt a sense of happiness welling up in the beautiful woman who was wearing a red hijab and was sitting on the head of the bed.

After waving her hand, the servant girl who was serving hurriedly withdrew, and waited outside the door for a while before leaving completely.

The sound of small footsteps approaching, and the familiar approaching breath made Sun Qingling straighten her body, tightened the handkerchief in her hand, and her palms were also sweating nervously.

Relatively speaking, Ling Luoqian was much calmer, her nervousness was swallowed up by joy, and there was only joy besides joy.

He took the Xi scale beside him, lifted his hijab lightly, and held his breath.

The person under the brocade cover is smiling and shy, wearing a red dress reflecting her peach-like face, a touch of bright red covers her lips, she is charming, the phoenix crown on her head and the pearls on her body are shining brightly in the candlelight, as if At fifteen o'clock, the streets are full of lanterns.

The ball of the throat rolls and swallows, even more so to see through the person in front of her. From now on, she will be my wife, Ling Luoqian thought to himself.

"Ling Lang...?"

Sun Qingling stared at him for too long, shy and coy, thinking that he could distract him, and called out.

"Drink at the bar."

A blush suddenly appeared on Ling Luoqian's face, and he looked at her, almost missing the business.

Helping each other to the table, the gourds were made into double ladles and connected with a red thread. Ling Luoqian took the lead in pouring the wine on the table, picked it up, and handed her a ladle, then intersected their arms and drank it together.

"Rest, rest."

When Ling Luoqian said this, it was as if his tongue was tied, and his heart beat faster for no reason. He took her hand timidly. This night, the youthful lovers are romantic together, and the brocade tent is endlessly in love...

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(in room)

Shen Qingshu staggered and pushed the door open, Mu Chu hadn't rested yet, after thinking for a long time, she still decided to ask what she wanted to ask.

Helping her sit down at the table, poured tea for her, and murmured: "Sir."

"what's up?"

Shen Qingshu was still sober, drinking tea and answering.

"Have you ever thought about marrying me, sir?"