With these words, the entire hall fell silent. All the guests looked at Wu Wenshan and Song Yucheng with strange eyes. There is no doubt that there is sarcasm in it.
There were rumors in Beijing before that the young master of the Yu family was beautiful and exquisite, and he was like a soldier and a hooligan when he opened his mouth, but he had never seen it before. Seeing him today was an eye-opener.
Da'an literati are the most important, especially those who come from these aristocratic families. The most despised are warriors like Song Yucheng. Even if they can go to the horses to stabilize the country, what can they do now that the world is peaceful and prosperous, and the country of Da'an is rich and the people are strong? Are you going to hunt bandits and catch a fugitive
"I don't have half the elegance of a family. It's so vulgar that I can't see it." Someone muttered in a low voice, but when their eyes swept over Wu Wenshan, the contempt became more obvious.
At any rate, he is a prince of the state, married a man, and is still such a man. Wu Wenshan also read the sage books for so many years for nothing, calling himself a genius.
Wu Wenshan was not a fool, so he could see the eyes of these people, and the anger suppressed in his heart made his chest ache more and more. But you have to be patient.
"Qinian is obedient, come down quickly, today is a big wedding, don't mess around." The hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched into a fist, the expression on Wu Wenshan's face was on the verge of distorting, and he reluctantly lowered his voice to coax Song Yucheng.
"Nonsense?" But Song Yucheng obviously didn't like this, he frowned, and his smiling face sank: "Daughter-in-law, you don't have to understand such things as getting married and obeying your husband, don't you even follow the rules of your ancestors?" understand?"
"According to the law of Da'an, I will leave the capital after receiving the fiefdom. If I stay for one more day, I will be suspected of rebelling against the decree. Since you are married to me, you will naturally go with me. You are also qualified to make nonsense. What did you say to me?" Song Yucheng pointed to the messenger at the front of the cavalry: "Tell the princess again what their master's identity is!"
"Yes! Concubine Jun, your husband is the son of the current princess, the emperor's nephew, and the only king with a different surname in Da'an, the King of Rongjun." The voice of the messenger is notoriously good. The guests who drank were almost deafened directly.
And Wu Wenshan was so angry that he was so angry that he wanted to tear Song Yucheng directly. Although Da'an can marry a man, the one who marries is not recognized by others. Especially in the eyes of literati, there is no difference between being unworthy of a man.
Originally, he had discussed with Song Yucheng that it was Song Yucheng who would marry him, but he never expected that Song Yucheng would go back on his word in public and insult him like this.
But Wu Wenshan had to endure it. In terms of status alone, Song Yucheng was higher than him. In terms of background, the emperor still wanted to use him as a pawn, so it was impossible to give up now. Besides the value of force, Song Yucheng is capable of leading troops to fight, ten of them, none of them can touch Song Yucheng's finger.
There are so many people at the moment, for the present plan, the only way is to endure and pass the barrier in front of you first.
Thinking of this, Wu Wenshan persuaded in a gentle voice: "Niannian, you have to save me some face. Be obedient, where you want to go, what you want to do, let's talk about it after the wedding first."
The voice is gentle and the demeanor is gentle.
This is Wu Wenshan's routine when coaxing Yuanshen most often. Because he was born as a warrior, Yuanshen envied Wu Wenshan's literati demeanor.
However, in Song Yucheng's eyes, he was posturing to the point of vomiting. There is no way, he has met too many people, and he can tell at a glance that Wu Wenshan is such an idiot that he doesn't have any ink in his stomach.
But even so, what Wu Wenshan said was right, the wedding will always be over.
After all, the emperor bestowed marriage, Song Yucheng had to give this face, but how to give it was up to him.
As if intending to soften, Song Yucheng tapped Wu Wenshan's side face with the handle of the whip in his hand, "Okay! I'll just follow you, who would make me like you! Master also said before that if you are a man, you have to spoil your wife."
"Take back the team!" Song Yucheng gestured towards the messenger, with an expression that made no difference to a coquettish little elf like you.
Wu Wenshan was stunned by his words, and almost ran away on the spot. As for those guests, they all stared at Wu Wenshan with surprised eyes.
Originally, they thought that Song Yucheng was talking flirtatiously, but as soon as this action was made, the answer became too obvious. This is not Wu Wenshan's marriage, it is clearly Song Yucheng's coaxing to save face! Look at this action, it's obvious that Wu Wenshan is the female daughter-in-law.
And Wu Wenshan can also understand their thoughts. I was so angry that a mouthful of blood stuck in my throat, and I couldn't get up or down. But in the current scene, he couldn't bear it and couldn't do it.
However, he never expected that the humiliation was not the end, but just the beginning. Song Yucheng's moths were a hundred times more than his imagination.
"I don't have any friends in Beijing. Since you're serving wine, you go and call all my relatives." Song Yucheng raised the corners of his lips angrily, and looked at Wu Wenshan, "You want face, and I'll give it to you, don't worry. Our wedding is definitely the most lively event in the capital!"
After finishing speaking, Song Yucheng cupped his hands towards the other guests: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient. We will continue the banquet after waiting for a few people to come over."
Then, he randomly found a host to stay, picked up a jug of wine that no one had touched, and took a sip from the spout. Followed by a frown.
"What kind of thing can be called wine? I'm afraid that even a girl doesn't drink it! Change it!"
"Yes." The hidden guards around Song Yucheng were all left by his mother, and they followed him since childhood, so they were naturally loyal. Not to mention that Song Yucheng wants to drink strong wine, even if he wants to go to heaven, the hidden guard has to find a way immediately.
But right now, Song Yucheng is no different from God.
Needless to say, Wu Wenshan's end was already blown out of anger. Those guests were even more speechless.
Song Yucheng's arrogance and unscrupulousness are beyond their imagination, and everyone present, no matter men, women or children, must say auspicious words. As long as he said something bad, Song Yucheng would directly ask the gang of soldiers to arrest him and send him to Jing Zhaoyin, saying that he was insulting the county king. However, this sounds nonsense, but it is quite logical.
Song Yucheng's mother is a princess, his father is a general, his uncle is the emperor, and he is still a county prince with a fief. It was for Wu Wenshan's sake that they didn't kneel down when they met. Sending a few people to Jingzhaoyin is really not a big deal.
A good wedding banquet suddenly turned into a Hongmen banquet. Wu Wenshan lost face and trembled with anger, but thinking of his future plans, he reluctantly endured it.
An idiot is an idiot, after he is dead, I have plenty of time to deal with him!
He thought to himself, gritted his teeth in hatred.
However, Song Yucheng, who was drinking beside him, had a dangerous storm in his eyes. In the original world, the grandson of Wu Wenshan trapped his original body in the backyard, and couldn't leave the back house of Wu Guofu for several years. This time, let him taste the feeling of being trapped.
Want to marry him Song Yucheng? With his weight alone, it's not enough for a plate of appetizers, it's just a daydream.
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However, the Wu State Mansion was in such chaos, but outside, it was far more noisy than the Wu State Mansion.
Song Yucheng's soldiers had all seen blood. Although most of them were bandits, for Shangjing, a land that had been peaceful for a long time, their murderous aura was enough to stop children from crying at night.
As for the people invited by these soldiers, they are also very subtle. Song Yucheng was talking about relatives, but it goes without saying who his relatives are.
First of all, those few princes must be indispensable. Secondly, although Yu Jingzhou and his son have left, there are still others in the Yu family! What? The Yu family's clan members are all in the old house in the northwest? It doesn't matter! Then there is the stepwife's natal family! There is also the eldest lady's natal family.
The master said that they are all relatives, so they have to invite them to have fun together.
Now, the whole capital city is in chaos. Except for the prince who was not in Beijing, all the princes were pulled out of the mansion by Song Yucheng's personal soldiers. As for the stepwife's natal mother, she was also carried out directly. The father of the young lady's family was even dragged from the house to the horse.
"No, your county king's wedding didn't post to me, it's not polite."
"What are you yelling about! Our master is happy to invite you to drink after marrying a daughter-in-law. Where are these sloppy people?" The soldier impatiently slapped the young lady's father, grabbed the collar and put it on. horse.
For the princes, these soldiers were a little respectful, but they didn't pay much attention to the father of the young lady.
A concubine's daughter-in-law's natal family, the name is not right, and the county prince is willing to invite it, which is already an extra kind of grace, but he didn't kneel down to thank him, and if he wanted to refuse, he would be shameless!
So, just like that, in less than half an hour, there were many more people in Wu Guofu. Every time one came in, the faces of the people at this table changed again.
They are all real relatives of the royal family.
The eldest prince, the second prince, the fourth prince... even the most favored seventh prince were brought along by force. The last one thrown down from the horse was Guchao, the Hubu Shangshu's father.
In the past, Gu Chao also liked to put on airs very much. He was fat, and when he was thrown by this, he almost didn't get his internal organs out.
Song Yucheng frowned, put the wine pot in his hand, and pointed at him with the tip of his whip, "I marry a wife to serve wine, and it's not for juggling. Why do you bring such a thing here? It's too ugly, so hurry up and drive it away!" "
Then he raised his hand, wrapped the whip directly around Wu Wenshan's waist, brought him to his side, and just dragged him to the front of the princes: "Hello, cousins, I wish you a happy marriage today, please come and drink !"
Several princes looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Mainly because it was too sudden and too embarrassing. They are all people who are relatively close to the emperor, so they naturally understand how delicate Song Yucheng's identity is.
But Gu Nian, Song Yucheng's mother was the only princess in the dynasty, and she saved the emperor's life, and now that she had passed away, even the emperor had to take care of Song Yucheng's nephew, so they didn't dare to expose anything.
Even if he felt that his actions were too flamboyant and absurd, he could only hold back. According to Song Yucheng's intention, each of them entered the table.
But what they never expected was that Song Yucheng didn't sneak in, and let his own cavalry officers and soldiers also attend the table together.
The table for the princes is fine. The other few tables are basically full of people.
Compared with the family members, these soldiers don't pay much attention to eating etiquette. Drink heavily, eat meat, and eat until you are full. In the eyes of the children of those aristocratic families, it would be vulgar.
One of Wu Wenshan's friends couldn't help standing up and wanting to say goodbye directly.
"It's rude, it's an insult to gentleness!" Wu Wenshan's friend couldn't help but muttered, and then started to leave.
But Song Yucheng's ears were sharp, and his face changed when he heard it, and he shouted: "Catch him! Teach him etiquette."
Raising the whip, Song Yucheng wanted to hit someone from a long distance away, Wu Wenshan hurriedly stopped him, but Song Yucheng kicked him away directly. Then he strode over to the table of Wu Wenshan's friend.
"Boy! Don't be shameless! How dare you look down on my soldiers?"
"What an insult to gentleness, I think you are the most bastard one. Looking at the beautiful appearance of Jiyue, it seems that you are still the eighth son of Shangjing, right? Now even the young man in the Duck Restaurant thinks this thing is stupid , even if you dare to press on your body, you are not afraid of your ancestor crawling out and killing you, an unfilial son!"
"Yu Qinian! You are too deceitful."
"What's wrong with just bullying you?" Song Yucheng raised his whip and slapped that person's face directly, then pressed his hand on the table to borrow strength, and it floated directly across the table like a kite, stepping on it with one foot. kicked him to the ground, "Today, in front of my cousins, I will settle your score."
"Let me ask you, how is the beauty hidden in your Bada Hutong?"
"Don't you think it's a great honor to be promoted to a concubine with a concubine born to a common room without a regular wife?"
"I started school at the age of five, and after more than ten years of studying, I can't even understand a single sentence of human speech except for a few sour poems and erotic words. You say that you are the only one like you, what right do you have to look down on others? "
"you you you!"
"What about me? Did you do the bastard thing yourself? Why did I hear that you had sex with your father's concubine? They said that the concubine is a plaything. But when your father is done playing with it, you play , don't you feel sick?"
"But it doesn't matter, anyway, if you have a child, it belongs to your family. In our camp, there are brothers from poor hometowns, and we have negotiated a wife! It's not a big deal."
"I wish you the best of luck with your precious son."
This sentence directly exposed all the little secrets that the man had hidden. If it is in the usual way, a piece of nonsense will pass. But today is different, there are only a few princes in Da'an, all of them are present, and the rest are also descendants of aristocratic families. After Song Yucheng's phone call, even if it was fake, his family's reputation would be ruined.
What's more, Song Yucheng really didn't say a single word wrong.
The man's face turned pale, and he was so angry that he couldn't catch his breath and carried it away.
And Song Yucheng sneered, and someone threw him out, and commented disdainfully, "You bastard."
Now, the rest of the people couldn't eat anymore. Among them, the Seventh Prince stood up and wanted to persuade Song Yucheng because he was favored by himself. But before he finished speaking, Song Yucheng gave him a slap in the face.
"How old are you?" Song Yucheng looked at the legendary favorite son of the current emperor. In the last life, it was the seventh prince who conspired to seize the throne, and Wu Wenshan was his biggest dog.
The point is, the reason why Wu Wenshan paid attention to Yuanshen was also the idea given by the Seventh Prince. When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous, and Song Yucheng definitely did not intend to let him go.
"What right do you have to meddle in my affairs." Song Yucheng didn't pay attention to the Seventh Prince at all.
The Seventh Prince was also so angry that he opened his mouth to refute, "My lord..."
"What kind of king are you? You don't even have a serious title, so you are called the king?"
"!!!" The Seventh Prince was at a loss for words, staring at Song Yucheng for a while, speechless.
Indeed, the prince does not have a title, and his rank is just that of a county king. But compared with Song Yucheng, a serious county king with a title and fiefdom, he is half a level shorter.
Therefore, don't look at him as a prince, but Song Yucheng can call himself a lord in front of him, but he can't call himself the king.
Naked humiliation, this is no different from slapping his mouth in public.
Many people were stunned. They knew that Song Yucheng was acting recklessly, but they never expected that he would not even pay attention to the prince.
And Wu Wenshan also became anxious. The prince he was loyal to was humiliated in his mansion. He will have a hard time in the future, so he quickly pulled Song Yucheng and warned sharply: "Yu Qinian, don't be unreasonable to His Highness the Seventh Prince!"
"Who is being unreasonable?" Song Yucheng couldn't help but laugh, looking at Wu Wenshan with an unbelievable expression on his face: "I am your man, and you actually helped an outsider in front of me. What's the matter? Are you also deluded?"
"What about a man's daughter-in-law, Yu Qinian, let me warn you..."
"Warning me for what? Standing in front of me and defending a prince I've never seen before, could it be possible that you guys have an affair? Let me tell you Wu Wenshan, if you dare not behave like a woman, I'll be the first to kill you!" As if he really thought there was something wrong between Wu Wenshan and the Seventh Prince, Song Yucheng immediately narrowed his eyes and stared at Wu Wenshan fiercely.
After all, he was a young general, but with a little bit of aura, the cold killing intent made people speechless in shock.
Wu Wenshan took a step back subconsciously, and at the same time, the dagger that Song Yucheng drew out from nowhere precisely pressed on the Seventh Prince's neck, "I didn't make any excuses, it seems that it really has something to do with it. You are not small, dare to move!" The person I like, I killed you adulterers and prostitutes first, and I am paying for your lives!"
The god-like turning point made everyone present stunned. Coupled with Song Yucheng's weird wording, it was clearly a scene of extreme tension, but somehow it became ridiculous.
I can tolerate everything else, but this sentence of adulterer and adulterer is too funny. It was said before that it was Wu Wenshan who married a male wife. Looking at it this way, it is clear that the ruffian Song Yucheng regards Wu Wenshan as a young daughter-in-law!
Why did the Seventh Prince want to win love with a sword, even desperately. This is all what and what, I am afraid that there is no such nonsense in the scriptures.
The princes couldn't bear it anymore, and as for the other guests, the expressions on their faces began to distort even more.
Wu Wenshan couldn't argue with anything, and was so angry that he wanted to kill himself immediately by wiping his neck. The guards of the Seventh Prince also hurried forward, trying to pull them away.
The whole hall was in chaos, it was more like a farce than a wedding.
However, at this moment, a middle-aged man shouted angrily outside: "Nonsense!"
Then everyone turned around and immediately knelt down on the ground.
There was no other reason, it was none other than the current emperor who came. At this time, Song Yucheng's dagger landed on the Seventh Prince's neck.
You know, the Seventh Prince is the emperor's favorite son.
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Song Yucheng: Uncle! I'm dead! You are going to snatch my daughter-in-law! This day can't be passed!
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