Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

Others may not know that Lin Feng has the ability to compose poems and essays, but Cherry knows it all too well.

The little girl's eyes sparkled as she looked at Lin Feng, full of anticipation.

Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou, and the others were so anxious that they scratched their heads and cheeks. What if Lin Feng couldn't compose a poem? Would they then not be able to welcome him?

Lu Zheng and Li Ping'an were also worried for Lin Feng, and secretly thought about whether they should write a poem for him to make a good impression.

Li Ping'an was born into the Duke of Dingguo's family and had indeed practiced martial arts since childhood, but he had also excelled in calligraphy and painting.

While his poems weren't exactly groundbreaking, their decent quality was sufficient for most occasions.

Upon seeing the topic of "love," Raymond Lam laughed heartily, "Excellent! Today, I, Raymond Lam, am getting married, and it's most fitting that both brides have chosen 'love' as the theme!"

Having said that, he put his hands behind his back, pondered for a moment, and already had a draft in mind. He then said loudly, "Please listen carefully, ladies, and see if my poem is appropriate for the occasion!"

"The delicate clouds weave patterns, the shooting stars convey sorrow, and the Milky Way stretches far and wide, yet we secretly cross it."

Lin Feng's words left Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou, and the other soldiers completely dumbfounded.

When did Raymond Lam develop such skills?

Zhang Ergou couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement: "Strange, where did Fengwazi learn such literary talent?"

Wang Dahu shook his head, his eyes full of doubt; he was completely baffled.

Upon hearing this, Li Ping'an was suddenly struck by the beauty of the words and the exquisite imagery, a quality that no ordinary writer could match.

Before he could calm down, Raymond Lam's brilliant lines came one after another.

"A single encounter amidst the golden autumn breeze and jade dew surpasses countless meetings in the mortal world!"

This sentence was truly profound, and the astonishment in Li Ping'an's eyes deepened.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng's recitation rang out again.

"Tender as water, a beautiful time like a dream, how can I bear to look back on the road to the Magpie Bridge?"

"If love between two people is meant to last, why should they be together every day and night?"

After the entire poem was recited, the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Even everyone's breathing subconsciously softened.

Inside the room, Song Yuwei and Su Wan'er both showed surprise and delight, their eyes shimmering with an unconcealable tenderness.

Outside, Li Ping'an was the first to react, raising his hand to clap his hands loudly, the sound crisp and clear.

"Excellent! Excellent writing!"

Li Ping'an praised it highly: "Brother Lin's poem, let alone in Zhenyuan City, would be worthy of being considered a masterpiece even in the capital!"

"If this song could be sung throughout the capital, it would surely make us famous!"

Li Ping'an came from an extraordinary background and lived in the capital for many years during his childhood, so he was well aware of the city's prosperity and extravagance.

In the capital, there has always been a group of literati who write poems and lyrics specifically for brothels and courtesans to sing and earn a living.

For those with exceptional writing skills, a single good poem can be worth a fortune.

He once met a scholar who failed the imperial examinations but made a name for himself in the capital using this skill.

Even the eldest princess once treated him as an honored guest.

Seeing this, the madam, Yunniang, wisely called out into the room, "Ladies, how was Lord Lin's poem? May the groom be allowed to enter?"

A moment later, Song Yuwei and Su Wan'er responded in unison from inside the room: "The poem is excellent, please invite your husband in!"

Yunniang immediately clapped her hands and replied, "Yes!"

Upon opening the door, a festive atmosphere greeted them.

Red candles are lit, the character for "double happiness" is pasted everywhere, and red silk is wrapped around, filling the eyes with auspicious colors.

On the bed, Song Yuwei and Su Wan'er sat side by side, dressed in wedding gowns. Their postures were different, but they were equally beautiful and charming.

The wedding attire of the Daqian Dynasty has always emphasized "red for men and green for women".

Raymond Lam was dressed in a bright red wedding suit, and his posture was upright.

The two brides wore light green wedding dresses adorned with bright red patterns, which were elegant yet festive.

Yunniang hurried into the house and announced loudly, "Groom, come in and greet the bride!"

Lin Feng immediately recognized the two women. After entering the house, he took the red silk ribbons from Song Yuwei and Su Wan'er respectively and led them outside.

According to the wedding customs of the Great Qian Dynasty, the bride must not speak directly to the groom before bowing to heaven and earth, otherwise it is considered unlucky.

The two women remained silent and obediently followed him.

After picking up the bride, the crowd escorted the newlyweds out of the Yuelai Inn.

Wan Qian and Wang Tu once again started their "money-spraying" mode, scattering copper coins worth a hundred taels of silver.

The area outside the inn erupted in cheers.

Many people who heard the news gathered around to watch the excitement.

"Bang!"

A loud firecracker shattered the night sky, intensifying the festive atmosphere.

Lin Feng mounted his horse and led the wedding procession, which carried two bridal sedan chairs, slowly towards his home.

As night fell, many people peeked out from both sides of the streets of Zhenyuan City, looking around curiously.

Upon learning that the person welcoming the bride was Lin Feng, a renowned hero of the Zhenyuan Army, everyone rushed forward, hoping to share in the hero's joy.

The wedding procession led the way, and more and more people gathered behind it.

From the initial hundred or so people, the crowd gradually grew to nearly a thousand, creating a grand and lively scene!

The procession slowly moved forward for about half an hour before finally arriving at Caiyun Street.

Just across the street is the small courtyard that Raymond Lam rented.

The courtyard was adjacent to the General's Mansion, in an excellent location.

But just as the wedding procession reached the middle of Caiyun Street, a dispute suddenly broke out at the end of the street.

Two gangs of thugs met on a narrow road and blocked the intersection, neither willing to give way.

The leader of one of the groups, reeking of alcohol, pointed at the other side and slurred, "Hey Zhang, you...you son of a bitch, get out of my way! A good dog doesn't block the road!"

The scoundrel surnamed Zhang sneered, his tone arrogant: "Heh, you think you can get out of my way? Do you think you own the roads in Zhenyuan City? I'm not moving! What are you going to do about it?"

Seeing the commotion ahead, Wang Dahu and Zhang Ergou exchanged a glance and immediately rushed over.

Today is Lin Feng's big day, and we absolutely cannot let these thugs block our way and spoil our fun.

The drunken rogue, already intoxicated, was instantly enraged upon hearing these words.

His face twitched violently, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes: "You're asking for it!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already made his move, grabbing the wine jar in his hand and smashing it hard on the head of the Zhang scoundrel.

With a crisp "crack," the wine jar shattered, and wine mixed with blood immediately splattered out.

The scoundrel surnamed Zhang froze for a moment, then flew into a rage and roared, "You fucking dare hit me?! Brothers, attack!"

Both groups of thugs and ruffians were already drunk, and now they were completely enraged.

More than sixty people got into a brawl, and the situation quickly descended into chaos.

Wine jars, bricks, and fists were used in turn.

He also casually picked up miscellaneous items from nearby vendors' stalls and used them as weapons.

Although not as deadly as on the battlefield, the fight was still brutal, with blood splattering everywhere and screams echoing throughout.

Wang Dahu and Zhang Ergou had no choice but to lead their soldiers in a desperate attempt to break up the fight and control the chaotic situation.

Lin Feng, riding a tall horse, could see everything clearly, and his brows gradually furrowed.

Lu Zheng's face turned ashen with anger. He said in a deep voice, "These local thugs are truly despicable! They were of no help whatsoever in guarding the city, but instead they caused trouble, and they even dared to block Brother Lin's wedding procession!"

With that, he waved his hand and rushed over with his personal guards to help Wang Dahu and the others quell the chaos. He then turned to Lin Feng and said, "Brother Lin, please wait a moment. I'll be right back and won't be late for the auspicious time!"

Just as Lü Zheng set off, a commotion suddenly broke out at the back of Caiyun Street.

Lin Feng frowned upon hearing the sound, turned his horse around, and saw another group of people fighting, which frightened the onlookers who scattered to avoid them.

Li Ping'an frowned and said in a deep voice, "This is strange! Could it be that all the local thugs and ruffians from Zhenyuan City have gathered here?"

He then cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Lin Feng, saying, "Brother Lin, I'll go check out the situation over there!"

Wang Tu and Wan Qian also led more than a dozen soldiers to follow Li Ping'an.

Wan Qian muttered curses as he walked, "Damn it! These bastards should all be thrown onto the city walls to fight those northern barbarians! They're just bored and have nothing better to do than ruin Lord Lin's joyous occasion. I'll beat them to death!"

As the fighting at both ends of Caiyun Street intensified, onlookers were forced to squeeze into the middle of the street.

Looking at the surging crowd, Lin Feng felt a strong sense of crisis rising in his heart.

Something is wrong!

The two groups of thugs together numbered over two hundred. Such a large group could not possibly have gathered here by chance; someone must have been secretly planning and organizing it.

What exactly are they trying to achieve by deliberately creating chaos?

Lin Feng made a decisive decision and ordered in a deep voice, "Li Ke! Take men and guard both sides, and strictly prevent any unauthorized personnel from approaching the bridal sedan chair!"

There were still more than fifty soldiers left on the wedding procession's side. Li Ke immediately responded and quickly organized everyone to form a defensive formation.

Before the team could even form a proper formation, a sharp whistle suddenly came from the rooftops on both sides, piercing the night sky with a "whoosh."

The next moment, more than a dozen ropes with iron claws suddenly shot out from the roofs on both sides.

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

With a few muffled thuds, the iron claws firmly hooked onto the two bridal sedan chairs.

Before the sedan bearers could react, several crossbow bolts pierced the air and hurtled towards the area around the bridal sedan.

Li Ke was terrified and shouted loudly at Lin Feng, "My lord! Someone...someone is trying to kidnap the bride!"