On the seventh day of September, Tianyun City was bustling.
Under the deliberate publicity of the Qiu family, countless monks gathered in Tianyun City on this day. Most of them came to congratulate the young master of the Qiu family on his wedding.
Of course, there are also some monks with evil intentions mixed in.
The place where the Qiu family lives, a large group of bustling buildings, is also crowded with people at this moment.
As the host of Tianyun City, the entire Qiu family has been mobilized to arrange the countless monks properly.
At this moment, in the huge martial arts arena of the Qiu family, a giant wedding stage had already stood there.
I don’t know what kind of material the wedding stage is made of. It is bright red all over and is as dazzling as blood. With the blood-red curtains, it has a somewhat festive feel.
Under the wedding platform, countless flower pots were neatly arranged, like a sea of flowers.
At this moment, the martial arts arena was already overcrowded, and monks from all directions were eagerly waiting for that exciting moment.
The young master of the Qiu family, Qiu Bei, is about to get married. It is said that the bride's origins are also very extraordinary. She is the eldest daughter of the Jin family. She is as beautiful as a flower and has captivated the country.
Under the wedding stage, a man who looked like a butler was smiling, but his eyes were filled with deep solemnity.
He asked a servant next to him: "Have the guards arrived at their respective positions?"
"Butler, all the members of the Qiu family's guard are already in place, and the commander of the guard is personally stationed at the wedding site. There will be absolutely no mistakes," the servant said hurriedly.
The chief steward nodded, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the figure of the guard commander. He was dressed in casual clothes and hidden in an inconspicuous corner. His aura of early Mahayana made the chief steward feel a little relaxed.
"Young Master Qiu Bei's wedding must not have any accidents," he ordered again: "You should secretly monitor the bride now. If anything happens, come and report it immediately."
The servants left in response, leaving only the chief steward looking around solemnly.
Time passed bit by bit, and more and more monks gathered in the martial arts field.
The auspicious moment had arrived, and suddenly a huge sound of firecrackers sounded, and a middle-aged man jumped up and hugged everyone.
"I've met Master Qiu." When everyone saw the visitor, they immediately looked solemn and hurriedly greeted him.
"Haha, everyone came from afar to attend Quanzi's wedding. Qiu is very grateful. Today, Quanzi Qiu Bei has the honor to marry the daughter of the Jin family, and Qiu is even more honored. Next, I would like to invite the head of the Jin family,"
As soon as the words fell, everyone saw a blur in front of their eyes, but they saw a middle-aged monk had already arrived on the stage.
This man wears a silk scarf on his head and a Confucian robe, with sleeves and robes flying in the wind, giving him an air of airiness.
"I've met Master Jin," everyone clasped their fists in greeting again, their eyes filled with excitement.
The heads of the two top forces in Tianyue City gathered at the wedding stage. This grand occasion was rare to see in a century.
"Yes," the head of the Jin family looked a little cold, and there seemed to be no joy in his eyes. He nodded lightly towards everyone and said nothing.
"It seems that the head of the Jin family is not very happy,"
"Yes, it's the wedding of the daughter of the Jin family. Why would a father be so cold?"
"Could it be that there is something hidden in it?"
Naturally, there were many monks in the audience who were observant, and gentle discussions continued.
As the leader of the Qiu family was in the middle stage of Mahayana, he could naturally hear the surrounding discussions clearly. He was still smiling, but there was a cold light in his eyes.
However, this cold light was quickly restrained by him. He smiled and said: "Without further ado, the auspicious time has arrived, so please invite our bride and groom."
While talking, I saw a huge red candlestick descending from the sky and landing in the center behind the wedding table. On top of the red candlestick, there was a complete fruit plate with longan and peanuts, symbolizing the early birth of a precious child and the reunion.
At the same time, behind the crowd, a group of monks dressed in red walked into the arena. They were the bride and groom, heading towards the wedding stage under the guidance of the matchmaker.
Behind the bride and groom is a team of beautiful maids. These maids are all highly skilled. They are maids, so why not be guards to guard against emergencies
Seeing the newcomers entering, all the monks made way for them. Wherever the newcomers passed, there were bursts of blessings.
Qiu Bei's face was full of smiles and high spirits. Beside him, Jin Yi was dressed in exquisite red makeup, full of jewels, and with a red hijab on his head, looking unparalleled in wealth.
However, her steps were slow and she seemed reluctant. However, a maid next to her seemed to be supporting her carefully, but in fact she was forcing Jin Yi to get on the wedding stage.
The head of the Jin family looked at this scene, with a hint of helplessness and anger in his cold eyes.
"The auspicious time has arrived, the bride and groom worship heaven and earth,"
The matchmaker's sharp and high-pitched voice echoed throughout the venue, heralding the official start of the wedding.
"Haha," the groom Qiu Bei smiled cheerfully and bowed to the audience first.
But Jin Yi stood on the spot, motionless.
There was a murmur of laughter. Obviously, Jin Yi's performance made many monks in the audience extremely puzzled.
The head of the Qiu family looked cold and glanced at the maid who was supporting Jin Yi. The maid understood and used her hands hard, causing Jin Yi to bend down immediately.
Since the red hijab covered Jin Yi's pretty face, no one could see Jin Yi's expression.
"Two bows to the high hall,"
The matchmaker continued to shout.
Qiu Bei immediately bowed to his father, the head of the Qiu family. On the other side, the maidservant was well prepared and pressed Jin Yi down with force again.
The head of the Qiu family looked at all this with satisfaction, and glanced at the head of the Jin family, feeling extremely proud. The latter's eyes were cold and stern, but he was helpless.
"House of husband and wife,"
The matchmaker's voice is like a rooster's voice, especially high-pitched. As long as he bows down, his mission will be completed.
"Haha," Qiu Bei was very proud and bowed to Jin Yi.
However, this time, Jin Yi didn't bow. No matter how hard the maid tried, she couldn't make Jin Yi bend down.
At this time, how could everyone not know what was going on? Immediately, rumors and discussions started to spread.
The head of the Qiu family's eyes suddenly became cold, and he glanced at the matchmaker. The latter quickly came to Jin Yi and shouted again: "Husband and wife bow to each other,"
While talking, the matchmaker and the maid grabbed Jin Yi's hands, trying to force them down.
The strong pressure made Jin Yi's legs tremble, but she was stubborn and still stood up straight, refusing to bend down. She knew that once she bent her waist, there would be no turning back.
The head of the Jin family couldn't bear it. He made a mistake in his steps and wanted to step forward to rescue him. However, the head of the Qiu family came to him unknowingly and stopped in front of the head of the Jin family: "Brother Jin, wait a moment." Just, what are you in a hurry for?"
The head of the Jin family hesitated to speak, and finally let out a long sigh and stood with his hands tied, his eyes showing pain.
"Hahaha, the Qiu family, a bunch of villains, it's really shameless to coerce a woman like this." At this moment, a figure suddenly flew into the martial arts arena, looking down at the people on the wedding stage, full of ridicule. .
Hearing the voice, Jin Yi's body trembled, and then he relaxed slumped, and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear, with deep disappointment and sadness in his tone: "It's not him..."