Gongsun Shuo was a normal man, and Jiang Xin's initiative surprised him. After a brief tangle, he chose to let his heart make the decision.
Gongsun Shuo, who had put on clean clothes, became the noble young master he once was, with a graceful demeanor and outstanding temperament.
Xing Ying, who had never met Gongsun Shuo, could hardly connect him with the beggar-like person before.
Sure enough, people rely on clothes, and Buddha relies on gold.
Looking at Gongsun Shuo's proud face, Zhu Yan joked: "It seems like we have to arrange a wedding for them quickly!"
No matter how thick-skinned Jiang Xin was, she couldn't help but blush with embarrassment. Knowing what Zhu Yan meant, she glared at him angrily and said, "We must do what we say. If the wedding is not grand, I will not agree to it."
Looking at this cheeky look, Xia Yuanqiu couldn't help laughing. This is Jiang Xin, the original Jiang Xin.
With Zhu Yan's connections and financial resources in Kyoto, the wedding could not be grand.
What's more, he wants to hold more than just Jiang Xin's wedding.
There was always one thing in his mind. Although Yuan Qiu didn't care, he did care that a woman only gets married once in her life, and the scenery and sweetness of the wedding can only be remembered this time.
He and Yuan Qiu only had their father's wedding announcement and their physical and mental commitment, but there was no real wedding.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he also wanted to be a real groom's official for once and bring Yuan Qiu into the palace with the ceremony of eight lifts.
With Zhu Yan's support, Gongsun Shuo bought a mansion in the noble district of the capital as a palace for him to welcome Jiang Xin. Otherwise, on the day of marriage, Jiang Xinruo would be carried into the palace without anyone else knowing. He also said that Zhu Yan married his second wife.
Xia Yuanqiu initially refused to hold a make-up wedding. She didn't like such a complicated occasion and wanted it to be simple. Who in the world didn't know that she and Zhu Yan were husband and wife? There is no need for such formalization.
"Silly girl, I have gone out with others all these years. If we don't hold this wedding, can we get the gift money back? Can we make it easier for those people to pick their hair?"
Xia Yuanqiu was amused by the serious look on his face. Knowing that he had good intentions and that everything was for her sake, he stopped being stubborn and nodded in agreement.
Xia Yuanqiu's nod made the old man Baili Changfeng extremely happy. He hurriedly patted his chest and said: "Yuanqiu's dowry was prepared early in the morning. It is by no means thinner than her mother's back then. Ten Miles of Red Makeup is half a mile less." Will not work."
Xia Yuanqiu wanted to refuse, but seeing her grandfather's excited look, she could no longer say the words of refusal. Well, as long as they were happy.
Although Zhu Yan was the deposed prince and the people did not know why, the civil and military officials understood that it was because Zhu Yan himself did not want to be the prince, so he called back Zhu Sheng who had been sent out and asked him to inherit. Xiliang Datong.
Zhu Yan has an unruly personality, likes to be loose and free, and has been away from Kyoto for many years. He is indeed not suitable for the position of prince, let alone a good emperor who is diligent and conscientious.
Coupled with the Zhou Tong Rebellion, he himself also realized that the capital could not live without the prince, and his father could not live without helpers, so he asked to abdicate. This was a noble and admirable move.
Even though he was the deposed prince, he still had the respect of all officials, and no one was absent from his wedding.
When Xia Yuanqiu returned to her old house in Pinghe Lane, Xing Fang gave her a simple hairstyle, so that wearing a phoenix crown would not be too tiring.