The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 502 The Big Wedding
August [-]th is an auspicious day.

Ten miles of red makeup, the long street is congested, and the people of Kyoto have gained a lot of knowledge.

Xie Chu took the bride price to meet the bride, but was stopped in front of the gate of the palace, and a calm male voice rang out with laughter.

"Your Highness Prince Yong, it is not so easy to marry my younger sister. Have you thought about how to enter the Huaiyin Palace?"

Hearing this, Xie Chu knew that it was Song Hexuan who came, raised his eyebrows, and replied calmly: "What do you think Ziye should do?"

"You come with me."

Song Hexuan saw Xie Chu's face that he was determined to win, and felt a little dissatisfied. He thought about embarrassing him, and led people directly to the main courtyard.

Song Xieyu got married today, and there were quite a few people in the main courtyard. Seeing the groom come in, everyone was excited.

There was an ear piercing pot in the center of the courtyard, and there were arrows beside it. Seeing this posture, Xie Chu thought that Song Hexuan wanted to test him in riding and archery. His gaze swept across the crowd, and he unexpectedly met someone's gaze.

"Ziye, this is..."

Hearing this, Song Hexuan chuckled lightly: "It's not so easy to marry Princess Changle."

"Putting pots, but let's change the game today. Those who throw in, drink."

Hearing this, Xie Chu's eyes were calm, and he didn't express anything, but Yang Jin who was beside him whispered, "My lord, Mr. Ye is sure you don't know your riding and shooting skills..."

"Could it be helping you?"

Xie Chu's riding and shooting skills are quite good, almost hitting every shot, Song Hexuan naturally knows this, since he's hitting every shot, it's not difficult to let water in without throwing it in, and pretend not to let others see it.

So this question is not so much a test, but more like making a wedding dress for Xie Chu.

Seeing this, although Xie Chu was suspicious, he didn't ask any more questions, and nodded in response: "You compare with me?"

Intuition that this matter should not be so simple, but Xie Chu didn't know what tricks Song Hexuan was playing, so he could only follow their path.

The few people on the side were just watching the excitement, no one said much, Song Hexuan smiled lightly and said: "I am not feeling well today, so I have to let someone else accompany the prince to have fun."

He looked at Si Jinyu who was standing beside him, and raised his voice: "I wonder if General Si has the elegance to compare with..."

He communicated with Si Jinyu about this matter yesterday, and when the time comes, he deliberately lures Xie Chu to throw a pot with Si Jinyu to make things difficult for him.

It's just that Song Hexuan hadn't finished speaking yet, but was suddenly interrupted by someone. Pu Juncheng, who was standing in the crowd beside him, suddenly raised his voice, "My lord, why don't you let me have a good time with the lord?"

"I have quite a relationship with Princess Changle, and I want to see what her future husband is capable of."

Song Hexuan looked at Pu Juncheng, and there was a three-point warning in his narrow and cold eyes. Pu Juncheng tilted his head and did not look at him, his thick lips were tightly pursed, and there was a bit of resentment between his brows.

Since someone offered to recommend himself, he couldn't say anything more, Si Jinyu exchanged a glance with him, and retreated into the crowd again. Pu Juncheng's meddling could be regarded as ruining their wishful thinking.

Nodding silently with a wooden face, his tone was indifferent: "In this case, let Mr. Pu come."

Xie Chu calmly glanced at Pu Juncheng, who was looking for an angle to throw the pot with an arrow in his hand, and Yang Jin's worried thoughts sounded in his ears: "My lord, just pretend to be natural, and gently wipe the ear of the pot and go over , more thrilling, more frightening to watch..."

He was afraid that his lord was too upright and didn't know how to turn around. Didn't the eldest son deliberately open the back door for the lord?It seems that this time, the lord will not be so drunk that he can't enter the bridal chamber like those married sons in the past.

He talked for a long time, thinking that he had done his duty and worked hard, but Xie Chu did speak, his tone was as cold and heartless as ever.

"Yang Jin."

"You are too noisy."

"..."

He originally turned his heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch!Looking up at 45 degrees and crying, the lord actually disliked him for making noise, he is usually a taciturn and honest man, for the sake of his lord's happiness, is it easy to say so many things in one breath?
Ah!
If someone could see Yang Jin's inner world at this time, they would definitely see a Tie Jiaojiao running wildly in the lightning, thunder, and storm, lamenting, crying and questioning!
King Yong, do you have a heart? ! !

Hearing what her lord had said, Yang Jin took a deep breath, unable to say anything more, fell into silence, and choked back the words.

"call out!"

With a soft sound, the arrow thrown by Pu Juncheng was accurately inserted into the ear of the jug, and he was drunk. Although he lost the wine, he didn't feel the slightest awareness of being fined. Instead, he shook his head slightly, showing a complacent expression .

"It seems that throwing the pot is relatively easy, and it can be thrown in easily, haha, it's your turn, His Royal Highness King Yong."

Song Hexuan spoke at the right time, and looked at Xie Chu with some amusement in his eyes. Under the watchful eyes of several people, Xie Chu stepped forward slowly.

Picking up an arrow, although Yang Jin didn't understand what Pu Juncheng meant, she didn't take it to heart.

I just couldn't help but told Xie Chu: "My lord, just pretend you can't vote in, don't get drunk, getting married is important!"

Hearing this, Xie Chu's eyes tightened, he glanced at the mouth of the pot, and held his breath, Yang Jin knew that it was the critical time to throw the pot, so she stopped making noise and stepped aside.

Just as Xie Chu was about to make a move, Song Xieyu's maid suddenly came out from the inner courtyard and saw Pu Juncheng's quiver.

When she came out this time, she was ordered by Song Xieyu, and Yushu couldn't help laughing when she thought of the listless look of her girl when she explained to her.

"My lord is really amazing, you actually threw it in!" She squeezed in from the crowd, and said with a smile: "The princess said that the person who throws the pot has superb skills, and he needs to have a lottery."

After she finished speaking, she took out a small arrow in her hand: "The princess said that this little arrow was made by the princess herself in her spare time, so she made it a lottery."

Song Hexuan almost laughed out loud as he watched from the sidelines, his three younger sisters really didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and with her fire, it would be difficult for Xie Chu to lose.

He didn't say much, and stood aside with a serious look.

Being praised by Song Xieyu's people, and still in front of Xie Chu, made Pu Juncheng feel very comfortable, but with so many people, he still had to be more or less modest, so he waved his hand hypocritically: "But It's just luck..."

He spoke modestly, but the smile on the corner of his mouth almost reached his cheeks, which made people laugh.

Having said that, Yushu's acting skills are naturally not covered, but she still showed a look of admiration, and her tone was respectful: "Luck is also a kind of strength. Mr. Pu has practiced for a long time. Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. Appreciate talented people.”

(End of this chapter)