Everyone understood that Li Longji was joking about Chen Wanrong. During the wedding season, it was the time for everyone to be happy. This was the icing on the cake, and everyone laughed. Even Chen Laoshi kept saying: "This emperor is so funny! So funny!"

Mrs. Chen even wiped her eyes and smiled so hard that she couldn't help but feel angry: "Your Majesty is so interesting!"

Getting married means having fun and having fun. With this incident, the atmosphere suddenly became lively. Although Chen Wanrong teased him, he was still happy and said with a smile: "Everyone, you are happy, I'm going to the bridal chamber."

"Hey! You're so rude, you're thick-skinned!" Li Longji's eyes widened and pointed at Chen Wanrong and said, "I'm the emcee. If I don't speak, can you enter the bridal chamber?"

Chen Wanrong laughed and replied: "Your Majesty, getting married is your own business. I think you can just enter the bridal chamber."

"Tough-skinned!" Everyone accused Chen Wanrong in unison, and finally laughed loudly.

Even Ruizong pointed at Chen Wanrong and said with a smile: "This Wanrong is really interesting."

Li Longji thought for a while and said, "Go, go! We won't take your precious time."

Regardless of everyone's comments, Chen Wanrong pulled Zheng Qing to the bridal chamber. Li Longji looked at Chen Wanrong's back and kept shaking his head: "What a shameless!"

He didn't expect that if Chen Wanrong was not a little thick-skinned, he wouldn't know what tricks to make for him. In order not to tease him, it would be better to enter the bridal chamber as soon as possible.

With a frown, Li Longji waved at Princess Yuzhen. Princess Yuzhen came up and asked in a low voice: "Third Brother, are you doing something to me?"

Li Longji whispered in her ear for a while. Princess Yuzhen couldn't help laughing and burst out laughing: "Third brother, I was about to deal with him, but I didn't expect it. You gave me such a good idea, thank you."

Waving his hand, Princess Yuzhen left lightly, as if she had encountered a huge happy event. Princess Jinxian was a little curious and asked, "Sister, what did the third brother say?"

Princess Yuzhen turned her neck and said mischievously: "Sister, you will know then."

Chen Wanrong pulled Zheng Qing into the bridal chamber, closed the door with his backhand, picked up Zheng Qing, put it on the bed, rushed over, pulled off the red veil from Zheng Qing's head in a few seconds, and saw Yiren wearing a little makeup, bright eyebrows and white teeth, and a pair of flexible eyes were looking at him.

Chen Wanrong has seen Yiren's style dressed up many times, but he is not as energetic as he is today. He is so happy that he can't help but be overjoyed. Without saying a word, he held Yiren in his arms, stroked Yiren's soft cheeks, and teased: "Madam!"

Zheng Qing was stunned and gently hit Chen Wanrong's chest with his right pink fist, and he started to angrily: "You are teasing people again. It sounds so ugly!"

Chen Wanrong clenched her pink fist and smiled, "The gift has been made. You are not my wife, what else can you be? Call me husband!"

"If you don't shout, don't shout!" Zheng Qing turned her neck and was very naughty.

Looking at Yiren's charming look, Chen Wanrong was so beautiful that he kissed Yiren's cherry lips, and Zheng Qing kissed him enthusiastically. The two kissed each other in a ball, not knowing that time was lost.

Until his mood recovered, Zheng Qing said: "My husband, I'm going to see the sword dance later, eat meat, fan the bed, remove the hat, remove flowers, take off my clothes, but fan the etiquettes of fanning it after watching the sword dance. Is it true?"

Gongsun Jianwu is really rare, and anyone will be moved. Chen Wanrong understands her mood: "Yes, yes, but you have said such a lot of etiquette, and each etiquette requires a poem. Can you miss it?"

"This is ordinary etiquette. Do you think it can be less?" Zheng Qing blinked her eyes and asked.

When you get married in modern times, you will be over after a while. The Tang Dynasty was not the case. There are still many etiquettes. The wedding chamber is just one of the links: eating meat, removing the bed, removing the hat, removing flowers, and taking off the clothes, but slapping a lot of them. And you have to recite a poem every step. If you don’t have a poem, don’t think about it.

If you recite Tang poetry, Chen Wanrong would not be afraid. However, the Tang poetry that Chen Wanrong is familiar with can not be used for these etiquettes. It is impossible to recite "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds" to hold a wedding? When Chen Wanrong thinks of this, he has a headache, really.

Of course it is better to be able to save it, but Zheng Qing is right. This is the basic etiquette of getting married in the Tang Dynasty. If you don’t recite poems, it will be a bit unfair to Zheng Qing.

Just when Chen Wanrong was stunned, Zheng Qing encouraged: "I believe that my husband is very talented and has good poetry."

I just went to Zheng Mansion. If Wang Han hadn't helped, Chen Wanrong would have no choice. After hearing this, Chen Wanrong was very depressed and thought, "I had known that I would have traveled to the Tang Dynasty, a country of poetry, and even getting married, I would have to have so many poems. I wouldn't have studied chemical engineering. It would be great to study liberal arts!"

"Okay, I'll try my best!" Chen Wanrong changed his mind and had an idea to ask Wang Han for poetry.

With the relationship between Chen Wanrong and Wang Han, if Wang Han doesn’t help, it will be a friend.

"It's still my husband who loves others!" Zheng Qing was very gentle, wrapped around Chen Wanrong's neck, and a fragrant kiss was printed on Chen Wanrong's lips.

Chen Wanrong hugged Yiren's warm and soft waist and kissed Yiren. With passion, he wanted to take further action. At this moment, a bang knock on the door sounded, and Princess Yuzhen's voice came: "Miss Gongsun is going to dance a sword, please do you want to see it or not!"

If you can't watch Gongsun Jianwu tonight, Chen Wanrong will regret it for the rest of his life and let Zheng Qing go. Zheng Qing smiled slightly at Chen Wanrong, picked up the red veil, and put it on his head again.

Chen Wanrong asked softly: "Take it down, how do you think of Jianwu if you have this?"

"I have my own way!" Zheng Qing's neck tilted slightly. Although she couldn't see Yiren's expression, she could imagine that she must be a little naughty.

Chen Wanrong pulled Zheng Qing and opened the door. He saw Princess Yuzhen standing at the door, curling her lips with disdain: "Look at you, throw us in Qinglu and don't say hello, what kind of decent thing? Wait, wait until we finish watching the sword dance, and then come to tease the bride."

In modern times, relatives and friends will come to make fun of the bridal chamber, and the bride and groom will make fun of it together. In the Tang Dynasty, it was not teasing the groom, but teasing the bride, but it was also considered a wedding chamber.

Chen Wanrong flashed at Princess Yuzhen and pulled Zheng Qing out of the door. When he came to Qinglu, he saw that the banquet had already been set up. Ruizong, Li Longji and the others had already sat there. Chen Wanrong and Zheng Qing were empty, so he pulled Zheng Qing over and helped Zheng Qing sit down.

If there wasn't a sword dance to watch, they would have sat in a proper manner? They would have had a bridal chamber long ago.

"New official, bride, serve wine for relatives and friends!" The emcee shouted.

Chen Wanrong pulled Zheng Qing to Ruizong and said, "The Supreme Emperor, I am married today and I am favored by the Supreme Emperor. I am grateful. I will respect the Supreme Emperor with a glass of wedding wine!"

"Okay, okay!" Ruizong said a few good words in a row, and then said with emotion: "I haven't been so lively for many years. Today, Wanrong is very happy, so I'll have fun."

Ruizong was born in the imperial family. Under Wu Zetian's high pressure, he was closely monitored every move. He could not find fun. He could only tremble and be so trembling all day long. He hadn't had many times in his life as happy as today.

Chen Wanrong poured wine for Ruizong and said with Zheng Qing: "I wish the Supreme Emperor a long life!"

Ruizong picked up the wine glass, without saying a word, drank it in one sip, and said in a naughty way: "Dried! You are newcomers, I will lend you your auspicious words to live forever! Haha!" He smiled very happily.

Since childhood, Ruizong lacked family affection and less joy. He could count the number of times he could be so happy, and Li Longji saw it, and was happy in his heart, and he kept nodding.

It is the duty of making Ruizong happy. Princess Jinxian Dai Ruizong was happy, with tears in her eyes. Princess Yuzhen's eyes looked at Chen Wanrong and softened a lot.

After respecting Ruizong, I would like to respect Li Longji again. After Chen Wanrong poured it for Li Longji, he said, "The emperor is full of national affairs and cannot be at my house. I am very honored. I wish this glass of wine to be prosperous and shine on the Tang Dynasty for thousands of years!"

"Let the Tang Dynasty shine through the vast number of times! OK! Well said!" Li Long was basically an ambitious person. When he heard this, he was very happy and picked up the wine glass and said, "I will ask the newcomer Ji Yan to have this cup!" He drank it all, and it was like Ruizong, illuminating the bottom of the cup.

"Let the Tang Dynasty shine through the ages!" The ministers roared in unison.

Li Longji's talent and ambition are known to all his ministers, and he believes that this goal will be achieved.

Without the Anshi Rebellion, the Tang Dynasty would not have declined from prosperity. Li Longji, the emperor who created the "Kaiyuan Prosperity" and pushed Chinese history to the peak would definitely be praised by future generations like Qin Emperor and Han Wu, rather than mixed praise and criticism.

After respecting Ruizong and Xuanzong, Chen Wanrong pulled Zheng Qing and came to Guo Qianguan. Chen Wanrong gave him a full list and smiled and said, "Master, I wish you a glass of wine, I wish you good fortune forever."

As soon as the words fell, a burst of laughter sounded. No one expected that Chen Wanrong would actually speak like this.

Guo Qianyan laughed, picked up the wine glass, and said happily: "Then I will borrow my brother Ji Yan!" He raised his neck and drank it. He lit up the wine glass, put it down, patted Chen Wanrong's shoulder, and smiled and said, "Brother, you are married, I am very happy, I am really happy for you! Brother, there is nothing else, this is a pair of golden locks, I will give it to you. This is a long-lived lock, not for you, but for my unborn nephew."

Ruizong took over the conversation and said, "Guo Qing, you are so old, how can you be called brothers to Wanrong?"

Guo Qianguan laughed even happier and said, "Grandpa, I, Guo Qianguan, have fought a war for a lifetime. The imperial court sent no thirty or twenty. However, these military officers and I, Guo Qianguan, are either blind commands, they have no blood and no courage. Only Brother Chen can let us fight, but they are brave and courageous. We soldiers, who are obedient, are men with blood and courage! The Supreme Emperor, I didn't tell you where Brother Chen is dangerous, and where he goes, without any intention of retreating. Prince Chen, you said, can I not like such a military officer?"

Ruizong smiled and said, "Guo Qing, I heard that when Wanrong arrived in Shibao City, you didn't take him seriously. Wanrong was unhappy and used artillery to blow off Cheng Xiaotian's camp. Is this true?"

This was the pain point. Guo Qianguan felt a little embarrassed and said with a smirk: "Grandpa, what are you talking about? In the words of our soldiers, it means that there is no fight or transaction! If there is no misunderstanding, I would not look at Brother Chen with admiration."

Although Ruizong had no experience in joining the army, he still knew about the military affairs. He knew that the army was arrogant and afraid of the strong. If he had no real ability, he would not be able to raise his head in the army. It was Chen Wanrong who established his authority in Shibao City, which shocked the generals. In addition, artillery was indeed easy to use. Chen Wanrong had the valuable qualities of a passionate soldier, so the generals were convinced by him.

"The reason why I sent Wanrong a military supervisor at that time was because I was afraid that you would look down on Wanrong, because I was foresighted!" Ruizong was in a very good mood and joked.

"That's right, that's right, if it weren't for the wisdom of the Supreme Emperor, how could he win such a big victory?" Guo Qianguan slapped Ruizong's flattery.

Although this is a frank word, it is a fact. If Chen Wanrong hadn't built artillery and led the artillery to the war, until now, the Tang army might have fought hard in front of Shibao City, so there would have been such a great victory.

If we really talk about the proud things in this life, Ruizong thought that he would use Chen Wanrong to build artillery and that Chen Wanrong would definitely be included in it. Perhaps, this was the most proud thing in Ruizong's life. Ruizong became a mediocre emperor to a great king, and the key was because of the great victory in Tubo.

And Chen Wanrong is the initiator.

Guo Qianguan's words reached Ruizong's heart and couldn't help but laugh: "Guo Qing, I have won such a big battle, and I have no other request. You are here to talk to me about a few games another day."

"Prince, please rest assured. If you don't want me to come, I'm also shameless!" Guo Qianguan agreed happily.

The two are similar in age, and they are doing nothing, so they have some fun playing chess together. Guo Qianguan has no reason to disagree with this.

"Thank you, Marshal!" Chen Wanrong put away a pair of golden locks.

Guo Qianguan patted Chen Wanrong's shoulder: "I'm still so fond of it!"

The words made everyone laugh.

When Chen Wanrong came to Yao Chong, he poured wine and gave him some congratulations. After tribute to Yao Chong, he went to other ministers. There were thousands of people, and it was impossible for each person to respect each person, and the ones behind him would be treated with a table and a respect. Even so, he was busy for a long time before he finished.

When toasting Wang Han, Chen Wanrong lowered his voice and said, "Brother Wang, you are extraordinary in poetry, and you have to help me today."

Wang Han was very interested. Without saying a word, he handed a piece of paper to Chen Wanrong. Chen Wanrong believed that Wang Han, a good brother, didn't read it, and just took it into his arms.

Chen Wanrong did not see Wang Han and Wu Daozi looking at each other, and both of them were teasing. Today is a happy day for Chen Wanrong, and it is also a good time to tease him and find happiness. If you miss today, you will have no chance. Wang Han and Wu Daozi cannot avoid the common people and have a joke.

The banquet was held in the midst of the chat, laughter and blessings. Before I knew it, I had three rounds of wine and five flavors of food.

Li Longji stood up and said, "When I was drunk, I just watched Miss Gongsun's sword dance!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone cheered in unison, just waiting for the sword dance. How could they not cheer?

The servant came up, removed the banquet in the middle, and made a clearance. Then he moved the two sides of the Jie drums and put them in. Li Longji strode out, came to the Jie drum, picked up the drumsticks, and asked with a smile: "Li Guinian, how many drumsticks have you broken?"

Li Guinian replied: "Not too many, let's take a Sanligu."

"There are too few three-legged cabinets!" Li Longji smiled and said, "Jie Drum is the king of all tools, so you have to practice it well. Do you know how many drumsticks I have broken? The thirty-legged cabinet is now!"

"Thirty-sixth cabinet?" Li Guinian was very surprised.

Li Longji nodded: "That's right, it's the Thirty-First Box. I've been good at the Grip Drum since I was a child. I have practiced for so many years and the broken drumsticks have been preserved. This year, it's exactly the Thirty-First Box."

Li Guinian was greatly encouraged: "Your Majesty, I will definitely work harder."

"That's good!" Li Longji waved his right hand, and the drumstick hit the drum surface, making a thud. His musical feeling was really good, and it seemed to hit people's hearts, and many people exclaimed, "Ah!"

Immediately afterwards, the drumstick in Li Guinian's hand hit, and another sound was heard. Li Guinian was a very outstanding musician in Chinese history. He was known as the saint of singing. His musical sense was not inferior to Li Longji. This sound was surprising.

Amid the rumbling sound of the Jie drum, Gongsun Lan came to the open space in a strong suit, holding a long sword in her hand, and walked in a lotus step. She clasped her fists, gently opened her cherry lips, and spoke a lotus sound: "I'm so ugly!"

The long sword in his hand swung out like lightning! Although he only waved it, he had a momentum, as if lightning flashed across the sky, which was particularly fascinating.

Chen Wanrong had seen Lou Hong's sword dance on the shore of the Wei River, which was very good. However, compared with Gongsun Lan's sword dance, the gap was too far. To talk about how big the gap was, it should be the difference between the beginner and the master.

"Okay!" The sky-high color sounded, and everyone was dancing and excited.

Ruizong stared at the boss with his eyes wide open, and he kept nodding, saying repeatedly: "Good sword dance, good sword dance!"

Amid the sky-high cheers, I saw that the long sword in Gongsun Lan's hand seemed like a long dragon passing through the sky, unrestrained and unrestrained, always so touching, and every wave was always beautiful.

As the sword continued to swing, people's expressions became significantly different. Chen Zairong once danced with Lou Hong, and he benefited a lot and realized some sword principles that he did not understand. Now, admiring Gongsun Lan's sword dance gave him even more inspiration. He couldn't help but wave his hands, and was trying to figure out sword techniques.

Sima Chengzhen stared at the boss with his eyes wide open and kept nodding and applauding. After a while, Sima Chengzhen, like Chen Zairong, began to dance and join the ranks of trying to figure out sword skills. While he was thinking, he murmured to himself: "If I see this world-famous sword dance as soon as possible, my sword skills will make great progress!"

The inspiration that Gongsun Jianwu gives is real, not fiction. Zhang Xu admired Gongsun Jianwu, whose calligraphy has made great progress, and his hand is famous for his cursive script throughout the ages, and was respected by later generations as the "Sage Saint".

Guo Qianguan's eyes widened and brighter, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. He murmured to himself: "It's unrestrained, as if it's like a wild and wild, which makes people feel refreshed. If the military can be used like this, who can beat it? He must be the saint of military strategists, and he must be Sun Wu and others! If he saw this sword dance earlier, Guo's skills in using military strategies would have made great progress. Although it's not as good as Sun Wu, it's also very beneficial. It's a pity! It's just now that he can see it!"

Just as everyone was surprised, two discordant drum sounded. It was Li Longji and Li Guinian who forgot about the sword dance and the Jie drum did not play.
Chapter completed!