The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Of course, Mr. Jiang would not regard the leftists of the Youth League as the Datong Association. He would mainly destroy the Datong Association, and the leftists could do both soft and hard.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help thinking that there are still many secret members of the Datong Association in the south of the Yangtze River. How can this side of the couch make others sleep soundly?

It should be cleaned up.

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The news of Zhao Qingyi's marriage shocked Jiang Hai, and everything was prepared methodically. Zhao Qingyi could not completely follow the ancient rituals, and if she followed the ancient rituals, it would not be her to take in her husband.

It finally arrived on April 21, the morning of the wedding day.

The relatives and friends assisted by Zhao's mansion are in Yingmen, and the 66-member welcoming team is ready, all wearing red robe and Hanfu, with soap boots on their feet.

The bride's two sisters and the bridesmaids are also wearing pink and snow-green nymph-like Han costumes, wearing a flying fairy bun, and the dress and hair band are flying. They ride on a white carriage with gold inlaid with flower petals and candies.

The bride wears a gorgeous red Chinese wedding gown and a golden crown on her head. The gold and precious stones sparkle in the sun.

Everyone couldn't help taking it for granted. Surrounded by Xi Niang, the bride walked into the courtyard along the carpet with her demeanor and took over the black steed that Zhao Qingheng had brought for her.

She draped her clothes neatly on her horse's back, clutching the reins in her hand, with a high spirit, nodding and smiling at her relatives and friends who were waiting at home.

"Set off!"

Reporters and curious citizens gathered at the gate of Zhao's residence for a long time, and there was an uproar as soon as the gate opened. The reporters kept taking pictures with their cameras, and they got Zhao Qingyi's announcement early that because they were Han Chinese who grew flowers, they would adopt simplified weddings of their own people. And because she is recruiting son-in-law, she will change slightly and will not stick to the rules.

Seeing her in a gorgeous red dress, everyone discovered that it is not only the Western wedding dress that is beautiful. This Hanfu can also be made so exquisitely, which is completely different from the street costumes.

The tailoring is exquisite and the sense of layering is extremely strong. Although it is not as heavy as the twelve singles of the Tang Dynasty ceremony, there are seven or eight layers of cuff skirts. Only the blouse that is thin as silkworm wings has three layers.

In the welcoming team’s flags, beating gongs and drums, two young bridesmaids are sprinkling petals on the gold-encrusted carriage, the bride is riding a black horse, and the horseshoe is stepping on flowers. Behind the head.

The welcoming team drove to the Lin Mansion under the enthusiasm and curiosity of all the citizens of Jianghai.

Today not only the Jianghai police are all out, but the brothers of the Qinglong Gang are also organizing and maintaining street order under the dispatch of Wutangkou and Lin Cheng.

"Zhao Qingyi is indeed Zhao Qingyi, even the master of the Qinglong gang always asks for his son-in-law!"

"The Flower Planter made the Japanese pirates frightened, what else did she dare not do?"

"Let me tell you, my son has entered Zhao's factory!"

"Really? Then your son is really promising!"

"That is, the Zhao family's factory is different from other families. Every week, my son will bring back the sweets and biscuits that Zhao boss prepares for the children. They don't need any money."

"I heard that the Zhao family's factory has the lowest salary, fifteen yuan a month. In addition to bonuses at the end of the year, it also pays a bimonthly salary, is it true?"

"Of course it is true. The foreman of my son’s factory has been working in Boss Zhao’s company for three years. Now I have fifty yuan a month. The other bonus at the end of last year was two hundred yuan. The whole family is having a good life. ."

"Boss Zhao is not only a flower planter, but also a really good person, unlike many bosses."

"Isn't it? Boss Zhao builds bridges and pavements to build schools. She makes a lot of money and spends more. Most of them are spent elsewhere."

"Boss Zhao is really the pride of our Jianghai people."

"Yes, who says that having a daughter is not as good as a man? If I have such a daughter, I can't have a son. That's fine."

"Don't dream of it. There is only one family of women like Boss Zhao who grow flowers!"

Lin Qingyun also put on the red hanfu wedding gown prepared by Zhao Qingyi, wearing a black gauze crown and auspicious clouds soap boots.

He had never dressed up like this, and when he went to the lobby to say goodbye to his mother, it was a little embarrassing when everyone looked at him. I found it was like a little daughter-in-law getting married—in fact, there was no big difference.

Mrs. Lin is very open-minded and has been looking forward to her son getting married for many years. Now that her son is "married", she is still a little enlightened and can't help rubbing her temples.

Lin Qingyun was still a little guilty, in order not to regret it all his life, and to get what he wanted, only to break through common sense.

"Mom, if you think about us, just live there, and we will often come to live here."

Lin Cheng's wife Yang said: "Don't worry, brother, my sister-in-law and I will take good care of mom."

A young man came to report and said: "Madam, Master, the welcoming party for the young lady is here!"

Mrs. Lin couldn't help standing up and murmured: "It's auspicious time, why don't you set off the firecrackers?"

Xiao Si hurriedly said: "Just let it go, let it go, Lao Li has gone to light it!"

After a while, Guo listened to the sound of firecrackers. Lin Qingyun said goodbye to her mother. He is not a woman, so it is not easy to cover his head, or there are some complicated ceremonies. If it is really over there, his face is really not lost.

Mrs. Lin still wiped her tears.

The son didn't marry her a daughter-in-law, and he married himself, Lao Lin, I'm sorry for you!

Mrs. Lin said: "After you get married, give me a baby as soon as possible. If you are not up to date, I will not care about this. You are not up to date. You just want me to see your father as soon as possible!"

Lin Yong and Lin Cheng's wife could not help holding the veil and covering their mouths, they couldn't help it. However, the two women, who are also quite intelligent, also look forward to the life of Lin's family becoming more colorful in the future.

There is a wife who is an idol of the whole people, and they have more face when they go out. Second uncle and uncle should marry with peace of mind, for their better life.

As he was talking, it was Zhao Qingheng, the brother of the Zhao family, who came in. He returned from the Central Military Academy after three days of leave, thanks to his good relationship. He came back yesterday by a special plane sent by the Zhao family.

Zhao Qingheng first paid a visit to his wife. At this time, the twenty-year-old boy who had been in the military school for a year changed his face. At first sight, people sighed that he was a dragon and a phoenix.

Zhao Qingheng had come to ask Mrs. Lin to also move to Zhao Mansion first.

Mrs. Lin said, "Isn't there such a way for this marriage to make people laugh?"

Zhao Qingheng smiled and said: "The rules are also set by people, just to serve people better. At this time, you don't have to stick to the rules. If you really say the rules, the younger sister herself is the least rules-based person. This big happy day, worship. Married, how can we not have the elders present? Our family only has my mother and two seats in the hall. We also asked the wife of the in-laws to stay on the left, which also made the younger sister and brother-in-law look respectable in front of the guests."

In a word, it is neither humble nor overbearing, and it makes people feel comfortable to listen to it. Mrs. Lin is a family member of the Lin family. She was very reserved, but as a mother, how can she not want to be worshipped by her son and daughter-in-law? It’s just that since ancient times, there has been no such practice.

Zhang and Yang also quickly persuaded each other, Lin Qingyun also knew that Zhao Qingyi was kind, so Lin Yong half dragged Mrs. Lin out of the house from the back door first, took the car that came to pick her up, and asked them to **** them to Zhao Mansion first. Up.

Lin Qingyun left the Lin Mansion by himself. The brothers of the Qinglong Gang were surrounded by martial law. The bridal welcoming team was beating gongs and drums in front of the Lin Mansion gate, and firecrackers kept coming and going. There were also several reporter friends who were familiar with Zhao's family who were allowed to watch.

A lady in a red robe and golden crown was still sitting on a tall horse, and when she saw the bridegroom coming out surrounded by his brothers, she got off the horse.

Step by step, she walked towards the bridegroom like a queen, reaching out to him, and the bridegroom reached out and shook hands with her.

The two walked to the horses side by side, the groom got on the white horse, and the bride got on the black horse.

A master of ceremonies shouted: "Go!"

The welcoming team walked back in line with flags and canopies, gongs and drums in the sky, and flower petals dancing. Everyone was smiling.

However, at this time, this dazzling welcoming procession was followed by the bridegroom's one hundred and sixty-eight "dowry". What Mrs. Lin had prepared for her son to marry for several years had to be used as a dowry. This was only part of it. Beds and the like remained in the house, and there was no shortage of the bride's house.

The crowds of Jianghai citizens are surging, watching these novel weddings that have been rare in hundreds of years, I am afraid that no one has held a Han-style wedding since the front of the braid. And when Jiang Hai’s national idol planting heroine Zhao Qingyi got married, not only did she get married and recruit her son-in-law, she also proudly held a Han-style wedding.

The flags and canopies, the handsome men and beauties, and the BMW scented cars are all over the road. This is the impression of Jianghai citizens of this century wedding.

Entering the Zhao mansion, Mrs. Lin and Ms. Wang live in Gaotang, and Rong Yanzong, as the foster father, is the first of the two, and they are also honored by the two.

When Rong Yanzong watched Zhao Qingyi getting married, he felt in every way. The youngest Yiyi was married, and his two children wanted to **** him off!

Rong Yaoting also watched the salute, watching with his own eyes the love he loved and marrying others. He felt that his love for her had been sublimated and he could restrain his selfish desires, but when she wanted to become someone else’s, the wound in his heart was difficult. heal.

In his previous life, he had lost two of the best women in the world, and it was also retribution. It turned out to have met a good woman, and it was so difficult even to accept a concubine. He has never met the right one.

Miss Kong came to the mansion to watch the ceremony in person, and Rong Qingcheng had to personally entertain this special guest.

Rong Qingcheng was used to Zhao Qingyi's love of wearing men's clothing, so he didn't care about Miss Kong's dress.

Miss Kong looked at Rong Qingcheng's dress curiously. She was wearing a pink waist-length skirt with a right hem, and there were two layers of white singles inside, and a pink and white robe on the outside. The skirt was two layers of white lining, two layers of white lining Layers of pink pleated, three layers of pink and white light gauze.

There is also a set of ruby ​​jewellery matching the skirt on her neck, connected by the sun flowers of white gold inlaid with gems, and the earrings are also a set.

Rong Qingcheng dressed up like this and was more human than Huajiao, without a trace of dullness.

The clothes produced by this later designer are of course different from the opera costumes.

Miss Kong looked at her bun and said, "How did you tie your hair so complicated?"

Rong Qingcheng smiled and said, "It was the master who combed it, and he brought a fake bun!"

Miss Kong smiled and said, "I said, how can a person have so much hair."

Rong Qingcheng said, "If you have so much hair, it can be difficult to manage, and it won't dry after washing for a long time."

Miss Kong said: "So it is troublesome for women to have long hair."

Rong Qingcheng said, "That's what Yiyi said."

Miss Kong asked: "Really?"

Rong Qingcheng smiled and said, "Of course. She has not grown her hair since she was fourteen, but her short hair is also beautiful."

Miss Kong said: "I heard that she bet that Lin Da was headed, so Lin Da was taken into charge, isn't it true?"

Rong Qingcheng nodded and said, "Yes, when shooting at the shooting range, Master Lin was a second slower..."

Miss Kong opened the hem of the suit, and there was a revolver on it, which shocked Rong Qingcheng.

Miss Kong smiled and said, "I will also find Sister Zhao to play with."

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There were many distinguished guests at the banquet, the bride and bridegroom joined together, and the distinguished guests gradually dispersed until nine o'clock.

The bridegroom enters the bridal chamber when he is new. Although the marriage is in Chinese style, the wedding chamber is Western style, but with many red veils.

Zhao Qingyi sat in front of the vanity mirror and took off the hair crown and hair accessories, Lin Qingyun had already taken off the black gauze crown.

She was taking off the earrings, but he draped her shoulders, looked in the mirror with handsome eyes, and smiled: "But I was tossed so badly. Now everyone in the river knows that I am a parent. I will be able to take care of my wife in the future. ."

Zhao Qingyi smiled and said: "I think most men still envy..."

"Yes, my wife is the most beautiful and richest, and she enjoys endless glory and wealth with her."

Zhao Qingyi giggled, but he hugged the person sideways, with a hint of evil, and said: "The arrogant girl who is lawless, doesn't care about you, now let you see who is the real husband."

"Let's take a shower first, all sweaty..."

...

Lin Qingyun hugged her and rolled into the bed. No man would do this kind of thing, and Zhao Qingyi would certainly not be ignorant.

Adapted to his intimacy, hugs and kisses, she became cheerful both physically and mentally.

Just like the strong grass on the wasteland is under the torrential rain and wind, the world is shaking, and the passionate fit makes people unable to control themselves.

Lin Qingyun lost her husband again, and accidentally let her go down...

The red waves rolled, the lights flickered, and there was spring all night.