Qi Tongwei at the start: Not relying on Liang Lu, but winning by a single move against Heaven.

Actually, the wedding wasn't moved up; the actual date was still July 1st.

However, according to Kazakh custom, the core procedures of a wedding take at least three days to complete.

On the eve of the wedding, the groom's family sings and prays outside the bride's yurt.

The next day was the actual wedding day, when the bride's family held their wedding ceremony.

On the third day, the man went to express his gratitude, and there was horse racing, goat grabbing, girls chasing each other... and then the whole village celebrated.

After listening to Yunus's words, Qi Tongwei finally understood the gist of it.

When cadres go down to the grassroots, the hearts and minds of the people are won over.

This is a pure expression of the people of Leishan County's love and respect for the cadres who supported the border regions.

You have given so much to Leishan, and the people are holding a special wedding for you...

This incident is so typical that it deserves to be publicized, and even included in internal reports.

As Yunus had arranged, things were proceeding smoothly.

Around 7 p.m., the people from the city TV station finally arrived.

The TV station clearly didn't take this interview seriously, only sending a cameraman and an assistant, and not even a host.

Qi Tongwei was somewhat dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do.

There was no other way; it was already seven o'clock, and if the wedding procession didn't set off soon, it would be too late.

Qi Tongwei knew that this wedding would be very grand and elaborate.

But when he actually saw the wedding procession, he was shocked once again.

Twenty-six white horses, standing in perfect unison, each adorned with red ribbons and colorful decorations.

Twenty-six grooms sat atop the horses, each dressed in brand-new Kazakh wedding attire, heads held high and chests puffed out, exuding confidence and high spirits.

The wedding procession was very large, with over a hundred people.

What shocked Qi Tongwei the most was not the number of people, but the twenty-six white horses.

He couldn't imagine how many townships and counties the villagers had to travel to to assemble this wedding procession.

When Yunus saw that Qi Tongwei had also arrived, he nodded to him and said softly.

"Everything's ready, shall we set off?"

Qi Tongwei grinned and smiled at him.

"Brother Yunus, you're the commander-in-chief, we'll do whatever you say."

Yunus didn't stand on ceremony; he waved his hand and said, "Aman, have a safe journey!"

At Yunus's command, more than a dozen dombras sounded simultaneously.

The melodious strains of the "Saren" song echoed through Leishan County... and the wedding procession officially set off.

As the procession moved forward, residents along the street came out one after another.

With smiles on their faces, they sprinkled their chashu (a type of sweet soup) on the groom.

The so-called "chaxiu" is actually just milk curds and dried milk skin.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the milky white flowers fall in the wind, like petals flying in June.

Qi Tongwei followed behind the group, watching the jubilant crowd.

He suddenly understood why the men's and women's yurts were so far apart.

It wasn't because of custom, but because these herders wanted the whole of Leishan to see this marriage.

They don't understand what witnessing is.

They simply felt that since the cadres who had been sent to support the border regions were getting married, everyone should be happy.

They truly succeeded; the wedding was a joyous occasion, and so were the people of Leishan.

But the cameraman following behind the group was not happy.

After communicating with Gao Changjiang, he realized that

The station made a mistake; they should have taken this wedding seriously and sent the entire team.

But the wedding had already started, and there was nothing he could do.

He could only try to keep as much footage as possible so he could edit it properly back at the station.

Amidst songs and laughter, the wedding procession slowly came to a stop in front of the yurt in Dongweizi.

The grooms dismounted, and the best men immediately surrounded them.

Inside the yurt, the bride and her bridesmaids were already on high alert.

Inside and outside the felt tent, everyone wore a smile, and a singing battle was about to begin.

Yunus pushed Wu Shanheng forward, laughing and shouting.

"Officer Wu, why don't you sing first? Your wife is waiting for you in the yurt!"

The crowd burst into laughter, and all eyes turned to Wu Shanheng.

Wu Shanheng's face turned bright red, but he did not back down.

He nodded to the best man who was holding a dombra and started singing at the top of his lungs.

"Beautiful Yu Duoduo, listen to me, Gargard;"

You said you'd marry a stranger, someone from another place, in a strange land;

You teach the children, I go to the countryside, we grow up together, Gargart...

"Gargar" has no fixed lyrics; it is all improvised.

Wu Shanheng truly deserves his reputation as a top student from a Shanghai university.

He turned the process of how the two met and fell in love into lyrics, and sang them impromptu to the music.

Wu Shanheng's singing wasn't particularly melodious, but it was sincere and heartfelt, moving everyone who heard it.

After the song ended, cheers erupted from the wedding procession, and the crowd began to tease the bridesmaids.

Before the cheers and shouts had even subsided, there was a response from inside the yurt.

Yu Duoduo's voice rang out, and she sang a mournful song called "Sensima" with equal skill.

Qi Tongwei stood on the outermost edge, a smile on his face, feeling the joy and emotion of everyone.

As he was secretly reflecting, his hand was suddenly grabbed, and Zhong Xiaoai appeared out of nowhere.

"This is the surprise you gave me? I thought..."

Her voice was already soft, and by the end it had become barely audible.

Qi Tongwei was taken aback, but instantly understood what she meant.

He reached out and pinched Zhong Xiaoai's nose, teasing her.

"Aren't you ashamed? They've already got their marriage certificates..."

Zhong Xiaoai blushed at his words and pouted, muttering something under her breath.

"Pah, dream on! Who said I wanted to marry you..."

The singing continued for a long time, until late at night when the campfire finally died down.

According to custom, the groom's party should set up camp on the spot and stay until the next day.

However, Leishan County is small, and it's convenient to travel there and back.

Too lazy to build another felt tent, the group returned to their original lodgings.

At the late-night dinner on the way back, Qi Tongwei ate a lot of horse meat, which made Yunus grin from ear to ear.

"County Magistrate Qi, the way you're eating, you're going to get a nosebleed..."

Later, according to the recollections of a staff member at the Leishan County Guesthouse,

The night before the mass wedding, County Chief Qi and his partner seemed to have had a fight.

That night, she vaguely heard that County Magistrate Qi's girlfriend seemed to have cried for most of the night...

......

On the morning of July 1st, just as dawn broke, the bride's wedding ceremony officially began.

Eight o'clock in the morning, inside the festive felt tent in Dongweizi Grassland.

Twenty-six brides, dressed in their traditional Kizil-Kurzin wedding attire, sat gracefully inside the tent.

They all wore wedding hats for young girls, with white snowy owl feathers fluttering slightly among the silver tassels.

A group of people from Leishan lined up and took turns entering the yurt to offer their blessings...

Outside the yurt, the table for entertaining guests was spread out far away.

Two horses were slaughtered for the ceremony alone, and countless other sheep suffered the same fate...

The wedding procession proceeded smoothly, and Qi Tongwei also gave a private interview to the television station.

Having learned from last night's experience, the city television station sent a full interview team overnight.

The host handed the microphone to Qi Tongwei and asked with a smile.

"County Chief Qi, what was the original intention behind Leishan County organizing this mass wedding?"

Qi Tongwei was very good at handling typhoons and behaved with great poise and grace.

He smiled first, then his expression became very emotional as he answered.

"You've misunderstood. This event wasn't organized by the county; it was spontaneously organized by the local people."

The host was very professional; he immediately feigned surprise, his expression natural and unexaggerated.

"Oh? It was spontaneously organized by the masses? Tell us about it..."

Qi Tongwei briefly introduced how Wu Shanheng's wedding sparked the idea of ​​a group wedding, which was then arranged by the masses.

After recounting the whole story, he sighed again.

"Look how simple and honest our people are. If you treat them well, they will repay you sincerely..."

After he finished speaking, he paused slightly and made a point of mentioning it.

"Besides thanking the people of Leishan, we also want to thank the leapfrog development project in Bianxi City."

"Thanks to General Manager Qin Feiyue for sponsoring this group wedding with 20,000 yuan..."

......

In Leishan, the mass wedding is still ongoing, and subsequent celebrations are still in progress.

That same evening, Bianxi City TV broadcast news about the mass wedding in Leishan.

When the news aired, Qin Feiyue was drinking with a group of cronies at a club.

On the television, a joyful wedding scene switched to a different screen, and Qi Tongwei's voice rang out.

"Thanks to General Manager Qin Feiyue for sponsoring this group wedding with 20,000 yuan..."

As soon as the voice fell, the clubhouse fell silent.

Qin Feiyue stared at Qi Tongwei's face on the TV screen, his brows furrowing slightly.

He was a seasoned veteran; after a little thought, he understood the whole story.

He stared at Qi Tongwei's face on the TV and cursed through gritted teeth.

"Damn it, Qi Tongwei, you're using my money to create political achievements..."

Before he could finish speaking, Dong Zhicheng interrupted.

"That's not right. I gave him the money; I clearly gave him 30,000. How come he only donated 20,000?"

Qin Feiyue was stunned and smashed the wine glass in his hand to pieces.

"Damn it! A mere driver dared to steal my money... He doesn't even treat me like a human being!"

His face turned bright red, and he roared at Dong Zhicheng while panting heavily.

"Find some ruthless thugs, I want to take him down!"