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65 - Wedding

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Chapter 65 - Wedding

Bai Fanlu knew that the ancient wedding etiquette was quite cumbersome, but he didn't expect it to be this cumbersome.

Even if time was tight, there was no saving in the three letters and six gifts. For example, Najib, which was to be done one month in advance, was completed in one day, and it took a full half a day to bring the bridal gifts into the door.

Although it was basically pretentious, but the grandeur really showed the degree of intentions.

However, Bai Fanlu, as a party concerned, didn't need to show his face. Someone in the palace managed these matters, so he just needed to sit as a idler.

But this body was not idle. It was inevitable that Liu Xin was enthusiastic, and she kept reporting to him what was happening outside, how many engagement gifts he had received, and those things that he quietly sent in the middle of the night to prepare as a return gift.

"Young Master, this letter of appointment is so exquisite, guess what it says?"

The letter of appointment was probably an ancient marriage certificate, and Bai Fanlu had nothing to do with it, so he asked cooperatively, "How was it written?"

"On the cover is: Tian, ​​Zuo, Zhi, He!"

[ ᴍᴇᴀɴs "ᴀ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ" ]

Bai Fanlu was writing and drawing on the paper, so he simply sighed, thinking that this was the marriage of two pieces of jade, and it was appropriate to say that it was destined by God.

"There's more in it, I'll read it to the Young Master... Fuqin Weng Rumian: The words of the boy and the rich gold classics matchmaker of yours presuppose the Qin and Jin dynasties. I would like to schedule the sixth day of May and the sixth day of the first year of Qian Qian as a good time for their marriage. "

"And on the 4th day of May, we condemned the people to bring their dogs to your house to hire them, and prepare them for marriage to your house: six thousand six hundred and sixty-six gold for hire, nine hundred and ninety-nine catties for wine, and 800 for silk and cloth. Eighty-eight zhang, six hundred and sixty-six dresses, six pairs of three chickens, six catties of pork and double flying..."

"Stop, it's okay."

Bai Fanlu held his forehead, listening to Liu Xin's posture that could hardly change her breath but still did not let go. The back of the gift list must be very long, and these numbers really sounded on his head.

Bai Fanlu suddenly thought of what was written in the letter of appointment, "The little prince was here yesterday?"

"Yeah," Liu Xin couldn't help but snicker when he asked this. "The little prince stood at the door of the Young Master's room for a long time. I asked him why he didn't go in. Guess what he said?"

Guessing again?

This little girl drama.

"Forget it, I don't want to ask."

"Hey, Young Master, how can you not ask," Liu Xin teased him, "I think the Young Master is embarrassed, in fact, you also want to know why the little prince didn't come in to see you, right?"

Bai Fanlu pretended to throw away his pen, and pulled the robe on his shoulders, "I'm going to sleep. Didn't you say that there will be a lot of things tomorrow? I'll rest early."