Zhenguan's prosperity and fame

Chapter 463 The Great Day
Pointing at Li Tai, Li Fangchen really couldn't laugh or cry.

This silly boy came to him to learn scriptures, he didn't know that he was also a big girl on a sedan chair, was it the first time?

"Second brother, am I in a panic!"

It took Li Tai a long time to realize that he had done a stupid thing.

"Come on, send someone to invite the prince!"

In the royal family, apart from those princesses, only Li Chengqian got married and started a career.

Those princes from Li Fangchen were all suppressed by the eldest grandson Wugou, they never got married when they were older, and never got married when they were younger.

Therefore, if he wanted this person to advise Li Tai, there was no one other than Li Chengqian.

At first, Li Chengqian thought that something happened to Li Fangchen, and he ignored the East Palace's notes, turned around and ran to the West Palace.

After the result came, I found out that it was Li Tai's problem, so I couldn't help but laugh.

"Li Qingque, you also have times to beg me!"

Li Tai's face was black, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, at worst I will embarrass the Li family!"

The almost rogue way made Li Chengqian put aside his thoughts of continuing to tease him, and said to Li Tai with a smile: "Don't worry, when the time comes, the person who shouts poetry will have a mother's arrangement, and it won't delay you from marrying a wife!"

Li Tai let out a long breath, "Say it earlier, I was so scared that I didn't sleep well for two days, and I was thinking about how to write poetry."

Li Fangchen and Li Chengqian laughed, although Li Tai has matured a lot these years, but most of the time he is still the same as when he was a child.

"Second brother, what about you? Why don't you see the female officer grab you and teach you etiquette?"

Li Fangchen smiled bitterly: "I can't compare to you, I can't leave the palace yet."

"What? Then how do you get married?"

Li Chengqian coughed, and said with a smile: "The crown prince will go out and ask for my second brother's marriage, pick up Miss Xuan'er, and drive back to the palace!"

"Isn't it?"

Li Tai was very surprised, "The old man of the Yan family and the old man of the Wang family agreed?"

Li Chengqian nodded and said: "Second younger brother is weaker, father and mother are worried that he will leave the palace, that's all we can do."

"What about the wedding banquet? Could it be that you don't even drink the wedding wine?"

Li Fangchen looked at Li Tai, and Li Chengqian also looked at Li Tai.

This made Li Tai confused, "But did I say something wrong?"

"Why do you think you and your second brother were married on the same day?"

"Huh? Me?"

Give a toast to the elders of both parties, and accept the toast from the ministers of the DPRK and China.

Li Shimin's plan is to invite hundreds of officials to a banquet, and the two kings will celebrate their marriage together.
With Li Tai, the "unlucky guy", who suffers in the front, the rest of the people will not pursue the question of whether to toast at King Qin's wedding banquet.

"Don't worry. The queen mother has already prepared, the crown prince, Li Ke, and Li You will hold back the wine for the second younger brother! The second younger brother also changed to tea when toasting, as long as you wait in the West Palace, you can enter the bridal chamber with peace of mind!"

"No reason!"

Seeing that Li Fangchen could easily marry a wife into the house without using his own hands, Li Tai suddenly felt very miserable.

"Don't make trouble, you let the second brother ride a horse in Chang'an, do you feel at ease?"

Li Tai was speechless, his father and queen mother were worried, and he and the crown prince also had lingering fears.

As long as Sun Simiao has not spoken, no one dares to let Li Fangchen run out easily.

After all, he was the first "survivor" of internal surgery, and Sun Simiao attached great importance to Li Fangchen, checking him several times a day.

Even if Li Fangchen admits that he is fine, it is not as convincing as Sun Simiao's statement that His Highness is fine.

What's more, Li Fangchen's body has recovered very well during this period of time.

He even wondered whether all the organs in his abdomen were sewn together by Sun Simiao?
If you hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days, what if you hurt your internal organs?

Double it, let's count him as a year.

This is the real reason why the eldest grandson Wugou didn't let Li Fangchen leave the palace at all, even if he got married, he had to marry in the west palace.

Seeing that the three-month period expires, the day of welcoming the bride is coming.

The lively atmosphere in the palace made Li Fangchen slightly uncomfortable.

Li Chengqian, Li Ke, and Li You were all wearing big red robes. As the male guests who were going to greet the bride at Yan's house, they were more energetic than each other.

Li Fangchen was forced to change into a groom's suit, and there was a beautiful big red flower on his chest, which was really an eyesore.

"What kind of shit? Take it off for me!"

"Your Highness can't do it, this is the rule!"

"What's wrong with the rules? It hurts my chest, pick it off quickly!"

Li Chengqian and the others went to welcome the bride for themselves, at least two hours, if he really brought flowers for two hours, I'm afraid it would be awkward.

In addition, the most chilling thing is to put rouge on him and make his lips red.

"Tell you! Stay away from me, if I lie here, none of you will be able to escape your guilt!"

Seeing His Highness King Qin's avoidance like a tiger, the female officials didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

It's obviously a day of great joy, why do you feel that this master is no different from going to the execution ground?
This matter became more and more troublesome, so the eldest grandson Wugou was invited.

"Yu'er! What are you making trouble about?"

Li Fangchen saw that the savior was coming, and hurried to Changsun Wugou's side.

"Queen, I am a big man, what kind of flowers do I bring, and what kind of dress do I want?"

The eldest grandson Wugou immediately became annoyed, "Regardless of the emperor and common people, this is the case on the wedding day, do you still want to be special?"

Li Fangchen shook his head and said, "No, Empress, take a closer look, after this set of paintings, can you still tell whether your son is a man or a woman?"

Li Fangchen's resistance to these things is too great, all kinds of messy things are greeted in his face, won't it be troublesome when he goes back to wash it?
"Aren't you shy?"

"I'm shy? Are you kidding me? Look at these things, you painted my face like a monkey's ass, it's really ugly!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, today you have to paint if you don't paint!"

Unable to resist, he forced his eldest grandson Wugou to press himself in front of the mirror, watching others smear his face.

Li Fangchen closed his eyes in despair. Fortunately, there was only one day. If he did this every day, he would go crazy sooner or later!
The gong sounded in the palace, and it was time for the welcoming procession to set off.

Sitting in the West Palace, Li Fangchen had a look of joy on his face.

At first, he felt that it was a pity that he couldn't go to pick up the bride by himself.

But after being forced to "make up", and then riding a horse through the street, isn't this just embarrassing him?

But not long after, he couldn't suppress his restless heart.

After all, it's a once in a lifetime event, if you don't go by yourself, can you really do it?
Looking back on this period of time, sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed around, my heart is full of powerlessness.

"It must be Sun Laodao, a quack doctor who pretends to know what he doesn't know, and healed me of all my problems!"

Although Sun Simiao saved him, this did not prevent Li Fangchen from complaining about Sun Simiao's medical skills.

Who let Sun Simiao's first internal surgery be performed on Li Fangchen!

　I wanted to ask for leave, but I couldn't bear it anymore.

　　Counting when the last time I asked for leave was, it was probably fifty days ago.

　　I have long lost the motivation to start, even though Wanpian has always wanted to get back the feeling of the original codeword.

　　If you write too much, you will boil yourself, if you write too little, you will boil readers.

　　Fortunately, there are not many left, and it is estimated that in half a month, it will be over.

　　At that time, everyone will not be able to scold me even if they want to!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)