Under Zhuge Liang's main marriage, Tian Xin and Guan Ji came to the soil platform hand in hand, which was the first step of the wedding, and the newlyweds appeared.

Tian Xin and Guan Ji washed their hands together to show cleanliness and sacredness.

After that, they joined hands on the stage, and here they will accept the wine given by Zhuge Liang, Zhuge Liang looked at Tian Xin carefully, and Tian Xin only looked at the familiar Zhuge Liang a few more times, and he was very familiar.

Tian Xin paid more attention to Guan Ji, and she was a little nervous.

There are gilt words on the bottom of the lacquered wooden cup, all of which are congratulatory messages.

Before drinking, the ceremony of the same prison should be held, Tian Xin cut the marinated beef slices on the plate, and ate a slice of each with Guan Ji.

followed by drinking, Tian Xin and Guan Ji each drank half a cup and drank again, and drank it all.

Zhuge Liang smiled and looked at everything in front of him, and after Tian Xin and Guan Ji put down the lacquer cup, they sang: "Do the gift of liberation!" ”

The girl is to be married, the symbol is the gift of binding the hair and the hair, and the marriage is naturally the gift of the haircut.

Guan Ji turned sideways to face Tian Xin and looked at it with a pair of bright black eyes.

Tian Xin also smiled and looked at her, raised his arm and shook his wide sleeves, stepped forward half a step forward and reached out to untie the wooden flute in Guan Ji's hair crown, and held it with both hands to signal to Liu Bei and Guan Yu, and then turned right to show the guests watching the ceremony, and then turned back to show it to the guests on the left.

Naturally, it attracted the applause and cheers of the guests.

Guan Ji bowed his head slightly, and Tian Xin turned to show the foot knight who came with him in the audience, holding it high like a trophy.

"Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

It was necessary to take advantage of it, and about nine hundred and sixty knights on foot tried their best to shout.

The foot rider shouted again and again, and Tian Xin squinted at Guan Ji, seeing that she liked this kind of cheer.

Guan Ji also looked at him, and when the mountain cries stopped, he withdrew his gaze and lowered his head.

Then Tian Xin took the wooden flute into his arms, picked up scissors from the wooden plate brought by the maid on one side, cut off a strand of Guan Ji's hair, and also untied the leather crown, and cut a handful of his own hair.

The two handfuls of hair were mixed together, and he held them in his hand, and Guan Ji tied them with silk threads and tied them into a bunch.

Zhuge Liang watched all this, and bowed his head slightly from time to time, I am afraid that this will become a beautiful talk in the world, and it will be passed on for a long time.

What does this wedding prove?

proves the hope, as long as you are a talent and have meritorious deeds, you can marry the princess!

When the wedding ceremony is completed, the marriage is completed.

It's just that Tian Xin added another one, and Zhuge Liang didn't feel abrupt, so then Zhuge Liang's clear voice shouted, first worshiping heaven and earth, then worshipping his parents, and then worshipping husband and wife.

After the husband and wife bowed to each other, Tian Xin and Guan Ji walked hand in hand to the green umbrella cover on Liu Bei's side.

Liu Bei is on the side of the yellow umbrella cover, Liu Chan and Liu Yong sit on the left and right, all of them are green umbrella covers; Liu Yong is the first from the left, the second from the left is the green umbrella cover of Guan Yu and his wife, the first from the left is Liu Chan, and the position of Tian Xin and Guan Ji is under the second green umbrella cover from the left.

Zhuge Liang is also considered to have completed the main marriage, and when he came back, he sat next to Liu Chan, and Liu Chan saluted respectfully.

The first time I saw Liu Chan, I couldn't see any cowardice and soft temperament, Liu Chan gave Tian Xin a feeling similar to Guan Xing at the moment, just pure joy.

At this time, the drums and trumpets sounded, and the thousand-person Ba people held the shield in their left hand, held the long bamboo in their right hand to beat the rhythm, and sang the long Ba Yin like a mountain song gradually appeared, and Tian Xin's Hu retreated from both sides from the knight and entered the table to dine.

It is regarded as the beginning of the military parade, and there is a lot of noise from far and near, and it is lively.

It's not a regular table, it's just a straw mat laid on the neat ground, and the officers and soldiers sit on the ground and sit in shifts to eat.

Different from the Yulin, Huben, and Dangkou Army, Tian Xin's Hu Cong Knight rarely drank alcohol after taking his seat, and because of the reason of carrying the flag, only by sitting dignified can he maintain his mental outlook.

Therefore, it attracted attention, Liu Bei frowned again and again, and said to Tian Xin in a loud voice: "Filial piety is inevitably unkind, how can you restrain the temperament of the Rui Shi under your command?" Today's joy is better to drink and sing. ”

Tian Xin was peeling oranges and didn't get up: "My lord, it's not a constraint, I'm really afraid of drinking and making mistakes." There is already plenty of wine in the city, so that the officials can come and return heartily. ”

"Filial piety is good for everything, just don't drink and don't have fun."

Liu Bei was obviously drunk, and said with a smile: "In the past in Xuzhou, Lu Bu's Zhonglang General Gao Shun did not drink, and Qingyan was similar to Xiaoxian, this person was extremely fierce, which made me embarrassed for a long time. It's good that filial piety doesn't drink alcohol...... Don't mention the wine, today filial piety should compose a poem to remember this event. ”

Immediately, a waiter brought pen and ink, Tian Xin had already prepared, peeled off the orange teeth and handed it to Guan Ji, pretending to be worried.

Zhuge Liang also smiled and said: "Xiaoxian once joked that Cao Pi coerced Cao Zijian to compose a poem in seven steps, and today he may become a poem in seven steps?" ”

The guests in the distance didn't know what was happening, Tian Xin took the pen and got up, and said with a smile: "It's not difficult, I have long expected this to happen, Hugh said seven steps, not a single step." ”

Looking left and right, his eyes fell on Guan Ji's face, Tian Xin grabbed the pen and wrote, and chanted lightly:

"At the age of eight, I peeked in the mirror, and my long eyebrows were already able to draw.

At the age of ten, he went to the green, and Hibiscus was used as a skirt.

Twelve learned to play the kite, and the silver armor was never unloaded.

Fourteen Tibetans and six relatives, unmarried. ”

Hiding the latter sentence, Tian Xin's poem titled "Zhaoyang Fifteen", through the thick fat powder, he couldn't see the change in Guan Ji's expression, but his eyebrows were annoyed and ashamed.

Zhuge Liang got up and held this silk book, his posture was as chic as a pine, like a cypress and like a crane, and he smiled and chanted into the silk book to Liu Bei: "Why don't you make a song again?" ”

Liu Bei looked at it and said with a smile: "Xiaoxian understands his daughter's thoughts, which saves me from worry." ”

Zhuge Liang threw up his sleeves and walked to Tian Xin's side, and when he saw that he had already started writing, he chanted loudly:

"Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass.

Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken! ”

"Okay, maybe you do it again?"

Zhuge Liang stretched out his arms and pointed at Liu Chan: "Filial piety is a young man, and he is the prince's brother, can he teach the prince?" ”

Liu Chan also got up and came to the side, with a golden crown and a hairpin, and smiled and arched his hand: "Zen is my brother's ink." ”

Tian Xin looked Liu Chan up and down, shook his head and smiled: "This doesn't bother me." ”

"At the end of the day, the Yellow River flows into the sea.

If you want to be poor, go to the next level. ”

Zhuge Liang chanted, and saw that the title of the poem was written "Ascending the South Tower of Jiangling".

Shangshu near the high platform also came to the stage, and the newcomer Shangshu Deng Zhi rushed to the front and arched his hand: "The prince may make poems related to plants and trees?" ”

He bent down again and bowed: "A certain Nanyang Deng Zhi character Bo Miao has offended the prince." ”

"No problem."

Tian Xin waved his arm to write, and Zhuge Liang chanted:

"The bluegrass has been completed, and the meaning of the mountains is long.

Steadfast and self-embracing, what to fight the crowd. ”

The name of the poem Tian Xin wrote "Gift to Nanyang Deng Bomiao", which is written in simplified Chinese characters Deng, and the traditional Chinese characters of Deng are similar to Liu's traditional characters.

Deng Zhi was overjoyed and ran away from the stage with a silk book in both hands and a laugh, and the other Shangshu and Shangshulang chased away, making Zhuge Liang happy that only the last page of the silk book was left in the wooden plate.

Guan Xing came up, and the others were not good at fighting, so they all watched nearby.

"Tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow is so much.

Every day waits for tomorrow, and everything comes to pass. ”

Tian Xin blushed slightly, and wrote the title of the poem "Gift to the Inner Brother Anguo".

Zhuge Liang took a deep look at Tian Xin, Tian Xin smiled back, and felt a little panicked.

Tian Xin sat down, took the orange handed by Guan Ji, saw that it had been peeled, picked up a handful and stuffed it in his mouth: "It's so sweet." ”

Zhuge Liang chanted loudly and his mouth was dry, and after sitting down, he picked up a cold orange and put it down, or picked up a cup of warm tea and drank it.

Liu Bei watched these poems, and looked at the armies under the stage, and chanted softly: "If you don't break Loulan, you won't return ......."