"Thank you, Elder Sun and Han Fuzi, for presiding over my wedding! Let me propose a toast to both of you. "Meton said solemnly at the main table.
After Meton sent Princess Changle back to her room, he was immediately refused entry. Thus, he had no choice but to come out and entertain the guests. Furthermore, there were many important guests today, so he had to attend to them personally.
Modun was seated at the main table, where the people from the Hundred Schools of Philosophers were seated. Naturally, he had to be the first to toast. Modun raised his wine cup, and Qin Huaiyu and the others behind him raised their cups to toast Sun Simiao.
Sun Simiao and Han Zheng raised their cups and took a sip. The two of them were already very old, so naturally, no one tried to persuade them otherwise.
Meton downed his cup and raised his cup to Yan Shigu, "Thank you, Lord Yan, for taking the time to come."
Yan Shigu raised his cup and sighed, "Merton's wedding has really opened my eyes. The Old Man has already recorded the details of the wedding. Today's wedding will definitely go down in history."
"Lord Yan, you're flattering me." Meton said modestly.
Yan Shigu downed his cup and said, "Merton is a newlywed, but he has already removed so many of the drawbacks of the old marriages. I'm afraid that in the future, the Tang dynasty will definitely change the customs of marriage. This custom will definitely be imitated and passed down to the future generations."
Everyone else nodded their heads. Anyone could see that Meton's wedding was even grander and more ceremonial. If their descendants were to get married in the future, they would definitely use this method.
After Meton proposed a toast to the other guests at the main table, he walked towards the other guests.
"Congratulations to Merton on his wedding!" Patriarch Qian congratulated. He was a business partner of the Village Mo. When he heard that Meton was getting married, he took the initiative to come. Naturally, Meton welcomed him, but he did not accept his expensive gift.
"Thank you, Patriarch Qian!" Meton raised his cup and took a sip.
After leaving the main table, Meton naturally only tasted the wine. The real task of accompanying the guests was handed over to Qin Huaiyu and the others behind him.
As table after table, even though Qin Huaiyu was young and strong, he couldn't take it anymore. In addition, the Crystal Quenching A Thousand Worries had a very high alcohol content. It had already reached the alcohol content of the Baijiu of the modern era. Soon, they were all drunk.
Qin Huaiyu finally finished the task of toasting. He collapsed in the guest room and said, "Did we fall into Meton's trap? He must want us to get drunk so that we won't be able to enter the bridal chamber tonight."
"Definitely!" Cheng Chumo nodded angrily.
"Brother Mo, you're too dishonest. You actually plotted against your brother!" Zu Mingjun criticized.
Everyone woke up a little too late, and could only helplessly fall asleep.
The banquet continued until very late into the night, until the cups and plates were in a mess, and the guests had enjoyed themselves and left one after another. At this moment, the veil of night had already silently descended.
Although Meton used a little trick, he still drank a lot. He couldn't help but come to the bridal chamber in a tipsy state.
"Greetings to the Prince Consort!"
At this moment, the third floor of the bridal chamber had already been occupied by the palace maids brought by Princess Changle. When they saw Meton come in, they couldn't help but bow.
Meton slightly waved his hand and directly entered the bridal chamber. He went straight to the master bedroom and opened the door. In the master bedroom, he saw a bride wearing a phoenix coronet. Under the illumination of the red candles, she immediately attracted Meton's attention.
"Prince Consort!"
Liu Er, who had been serving Princess Changle, bowed and said.
When Princess Changle heard this, her body suddenly moved. She couldn't help but look at Meton at the door. Some of the private words that the palace maids had taught her before she got married suddenly came to her mind. She couldn't help but feel ashamed.
When Meton saw this, he suddenly felt drunk. He walked into the bridal chamber and walked to the side of Changle, who was wearing a wedding dress. He picked up the jade ruyi and gently picked it up. Suddenly, a delicate face was revealed.
Even though Meton had already seen Princess Changle's face, he couldn't help but be stunned at this moment.
"Prince Consort and Princess, please perform the wedding ceremony." Liu Er reminded from the side. Only then did Meton sober up a little.
The wedding ceremony was the exchange of cups. The meaning of the word "qu" originally meant that a tiger was divided into two ladles. The ancient saying had the meaning of "qu and qu qu". Qu qu had the meaning of marriage. Only by drinking the wine of the cups could the ceremony be considered complete. They could enter the bridal chamber and become a true husband and wife.
The palace maids on the side had already brought out the wedding wine that had been prepared in advance. Meton and Princess Changle stood up and raised their cups. Holding hands, they took a sip first.
Then, they let each other take a sip to show that they were in each other. Finally, the two of them exchanged cups and drank the wine in one gulp. At this point, the wedding ceremony was officially complete.
At this moment, Liu Er and the other palace maids had already quietly left the bridal chamber, leaving only the two of them in the room.
Princess Changle drank wine for the first time. After drinking the wine of the cups, her face immediately flushed red, making her even more beautiful.
"Wife!" Meton said emotionally.
"Husband!" Princess Changle raised her head and replied shyly.
"It's already late. Let's rest!" Meton stepped forward and quietly held Princess Changle's lily-white hand.
Princess Changle's body immediately stiffened. She allowed Meton to lead her to the new bed. Immediately, the red canopy was lowered.
"Husband, please wait!" Princess Changle said shyly. She took out a sketchbook from under her pillow. Meton couldn't help but look over curiously. He saw that the sketchbook was filled with erotic pictures. It was all thanks to Meton's sketches. The painters in the palace had drawn them to perfection. The men and women in the sketchbook even had expressions.
"There's no need for these. Your husband has already memorized them by heart." After being taught with the storage capacity of a hard disk in the future, how could Meton be interested in such primitive enlightenment education?
Meton rushed over anxiously. Suddenly, he felt that there was something on the bed. He couldn't help but touch it curiously. "What is this?"
Soon, peanuts, red dates, … and other miscellaneous things that Meton didn't know about were taken out of a small pile.
Meton couldn't help but feel depressed. Was the meaning of having a child early popularized even in the Tang dynasty? However, this was only one of the difficulties that Meton encountered. The real difficulty was the phoenix coronet and robe on Changle's body.
"Why is it so difficult to undo!"
"What kind of button is this?"
… … …
Meton never knew that the phoenix coronet and robe would be so difficult to undo. He was already sweating profusely before he even started. With Princess Changle's shy and timid cooperation, Meton finally undid the phoenix coronet and robe.
Meton heaved a heavy sigh of relief. Looking at the extremely shy Changle, he couldn't help but smile naughtily. "In the make-up urging poem, I only wrote three lines. There's another one after that. Do you want to hear it?"
The artistic bride Changle couldn't help but be surprised. "Really?"
Meton nodded and casually recited, "In the cold spring, you are bestowed with bathing in the Huaqing Pool. The hot spring water is smooth and creamy. Your servant helps you up and feels weak. It is the time to receive your grace. "
"Ah!"
Changle naturally understood the meaning of the poem. She was suddenly embarrassed and suddenly buried her head in the quilt.
Meton waved his hand and the curtain fell down, covering the two figures. It was night. The red curtain rippled like the surging spring tide. The chirping of orioles and the rubbing of ears and temples were high and low. It was melodious and wonderful.
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