"The people of the capital have spontaneously laid a unique ten-mile red carpet for the Emperor!"
Astonished, people also felt a sense of joy.
West Palace Villa.
Zhen Mi, Yue Wenxin, Zhuo Yun, and Zuo Jing, who was being remarried, four brides with phoenix coronets and fiery wedding gowns, were breathtakingly beautiful and uniquely charming.
Yue Wenxin's innocence, Zhen Mi's grace, Zhuo Yun's intellect, and Zuo Jing's quiet demeanor.
Xiao Qing, Luo Qingxue, Jian Qinwan, Yue Lian, Christ, and Zhuo Xun were the ones who personally did their makeup.
The four women looked at themselves in the bronze mirror, their faces blushing.
"Will Brother-in-law… like it?" Yue Wenxin's voice was like a mosquito's hum. She lowered her head, her breathing becoming a little strained.
"You should change your address. From now on, he is your husband, gong, husband!" Yue Lian chuckled.
Yue Wenxin merely nodded obediently, not daring to say more.
"He will not just like it, he will be enchanted!" Jian Qinwan praised without end.
Except for Zuo Jing, the other three brides couldn't help but cover their mouths and smile.
They had yet to see him enchanted by them…
At the same time, the wedding procession from the Emperor's Mansion finally departed.
Liang Xiao rode Bai Ye Fei Ying, waving to the cheering crowds on both sides, his heart filled with emotion.
The weddings in Da Qian were simple, but these commoners still couldn't resist offering him their best blessings.
Zhang Yang, Qin Feng, Chen Shaoling, Yu Qingchuan, Nan Jiyun, Lu Changhe… numerous groomsmen, with gentle smiles, arranged for people on both sides to distribute wedding candies to the masses as a gesture of gratitude.
"The groom has arrived!"
Ding Wu Yi's voice echoed from outside. The brides scurried around and followed Xiao Qing out of the palace gate.
Outside, the patient crowd waited, whispering amongst themselves about the stories of Liang Xiao and the brides.
These stories had been published in the Da Qian Daily, satisfying the people's curiosity.
"The newlyweds are out!"
The cheers at the entrance pulled everyone's thoughts back. All eyes fixed on the scene.
Liang Xiao led the brides out of the palace gate one by one and into the sedan chairs.
A spring breeze brushed their faces, and the smiles of the people were filled with joy. Amidst the waves of blessings, the wedding procession finally returned to the Emperor's Mansion.
On the main platform, Zhuo Wulüe and his wife, Zuo Wuji, Yue Hongxiu, Lu Xue, Liang Xiao, and the elders of the brides sat on either side of the elder Liang Qing, creating a scene of great joy.
First bow to heaven and earth, second bow to the elders, husband and wife bow, and escort into the bridal chamber!
Liang Qing, who was nearing eighty, could not stop smiling.
This child, truly as Liang Anguo had said, had married ten women, each one of them the best in the world!
Liang Qing rarely shed tears of joy now; he seemed to have "let go."
This was because Liang Xiao was constantly creating miracles and achieving great feats.
Even so, when Liang Xiao escorted the brides to the bridal chamber, Liang Qing's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
"Good, very good. Eternal Emperor, Anguo, you must be watching…"
In the courtyard, the four brides stood at the entrance, extending their trembling delicate hands as Liang Xiao led them one by one to their respective bridal chambers, remaining silent throughout.
The brides were in their rooms, accompanied by sisters who were already married to Liang Xiao, chatting to pass the time.
The sky was still bright, and Liang Xiao went to entertain the guests first.
At one of the central tables sat Qin Feng, Zhang Yang, Gongsun Ye, Lin Xiu, Hong Jie, and others.
Another table was occupied by Lu Changhe, Nan Jiyun, Chen Shaoling, and other martial artists.
Liang Xiao's children, holding toys like Transformers, ran around the ground, but they were looked after by the elders.
Mu Hong, Nie Yuan, Yue Qingtian, and others were guarding the borders and could not return to the capital, but they had sent their blessings through their families.
Even Zhang Yang, who generally disliked drinking, couldn't help but pour a cup of yellow wine and toast with everyone, chatting and laughing.
However, judging by his silly grin, this small amount of yellow wine had already made him tipsy.
"To have known the Emperor, it is truly a life well-lived!" Hong Jie finally sighed.
Gu Shaoyan added, "That is natural. It seems that all of us here have had our life trajectories changed because of him. I dare not imagine what I would be doing now if not for the Emperor. Back then, we were like opportunists, but the Emperor and His Majesty still showed us great tolerance."
Qin Feng and the others nodded in agreement, their hearts filled with emotion. Just then, the slightly tipsy Zhang Yang finally began to cry.
Knowing Zhang Yang's past, everyone comforted him.
He had once been a poor scholar with nothing but a few books at home, hardly different from a pauper.
Now, he had become the foremost "inventor" of Da Qian, destined to be recorded in history, a title bestowed upon him by Liang Xiao himself.
"His kindness is beyond words, but some things, seen in trifles, make one admire him even more," Zhang Yang muttered as if to himself, then chuckled, "What touched me the most, you all would never have guessed!"
"Stop playing coy, or I'll take your wine cup!" Lin Xiu urged.
Only then did Zhang Yang begin to tell his story.
"It happened last year after he returned to the capital. Our children were four or five years old, and our families went on an outing together. On the way back, we encountered a worker diligently cleaning the streets. At that moment, he arranged for his eldest daughter to bring water to the worker."
Everyone nodded slightly, not surprised.
This was a typical action they expected from Liang Xiao.
"I've known him for many years and am used to it. But after the worker left, he said something simple to his children. The first half was: 'You must work hard in the future.' Guess what the second half was?"
As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, his wine cup was snatched away by the "angry" crowd.
"Mr. Zhang, hurry up and tell us!" Lu Changhe from the next table was the first to get impatient.
"Give it to me, give it to me!" Zhang Yang quickly snatched his wine cup back, took a sip, and sighed for a long time.
"The second half he said was: 'Only then can you improve your lives!'"
The moment he finished speaking, the noisy tables fell silent. Everyone wore expressions of shame.
After a long pause, Gu Shaoyan sighed, "I understand why Mr. Zhang is so touched! If it were anyone else at that time, including myself, when educating their children, it would often be, 'You must study hard, otherwise you will have to work as hard as they do in the future.'"
"Even in a few simple words, he still cared for the common people without looking down on them, which is why he is revered by all! I can't afford to wait. In the future, I must also pay attention to how I educate my children…" everyone praised sincerely.
Zhang Yang spoke his heart out and finally laughed heartily.
This was just a small story, but it made everyone respect him even more.
Seeing the small, understand the great!
As night fell, Liang Xiao returned to toast everyone, and the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious.
"Groom's uncle, flowers for you~"
Just as Liang Xiao was talking with everyone, a little girl about four or five years old bravely walked over and held up a small flower basket filled with red flowers to Liang Xiao.
"Thank you!" Liang Xiao squatted down, accepted it with both hands, and then asked, "Little sister, what's your name?"
"Groom's uncle, my name is Xiao Qin'er~"
Liang Xiao gently patted her little head and couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Qin'er is so well-behaved, whose child are you?"
Xiao Qin'er seemed surprised that Liang Xiao would ask, and quickly looked around, saying in a milky voice, "My mother and the others told me not to tell Groom's uncle~"