After Transmigration: Building a Kingdom in Turbulent Times

Chapter 1104 - 1089: The Wedding

Zhao Hanzhang slept well and woke up naturally the next day. After having lunch, she began to dress up.

The preparations at Zhao Mansion were orderly, with Zhao Zheng and other Zhao Family members helping behind Zhao Erlang. Now, the mansion mostly had only Zhao Family’s friends and relatives, as guests would go directly to the General’s Mansion.

Over there, Zhao Family members and Zhao Hanzhang’s aides were also entertaining guests.

Everything was ready, and when the auspicious time came, Zhao Hanzhang, dressed in full regalia, came out from the inner courtyard. The Zhao Family members waiting in the yard were momentarily stunned, dumbly staring at her.

Zhao Hanzhang, dressed in dark attire and fine clothes, looked like a noble deity descending upon the world. She stepped over the threshold, lifted her eyes, and asked, "Are you all ready?"

The crowd regained their senses, stood upright in two rows, and respectfully saluted Zhao Hanzhang, "Greetings, Great General. Everything is ready."

The people outside all said Zhao Hanzhang was the reincarnation of a deity. As her cousins and nephews, they naturally didn’t believe it, but now, inexplicably, they started to believe.

Zhao Hanzhang nodded and raised her hand, saying, "You may dispense with the formalities."

Zhao Hanzhang stepped into the main hall where Mrs. Wang was already seated. Upon seeing her arrive, her eyes turned slightly red.

Zhao Hanzhang bowed deeply to Mrs. Wang in the presence of her family members and seriously said, "Thank you for the years of care and guidance, Mother."

Mrs. Wang wanted to stand up, thought for a moment, and sat back down, saying with reddened eyes, "Alright, get up quickly. Today is your joyous day. You must live well in the future. I don’t expect you to be very wealthy or noble, just that you may live safely for a lifetime."

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and agreed.

Zhao Zheng reminded, "Third Sister, the auspicious time is coming, and the guests are waiting at the General’s Mansion."

Zhao Hanzhang then extended her hand to Mrs. Wang, "Mother, let’s go."

Mrs. Wang took her hand and headed outside.

Zhao Hanzhang first helped her into the carriage before mounting her horse. Seeing the long procession following behind, she smiled slightly and waved her hand, saying, "Let’s go!"

Xi Le immediately sounded, and the procession began to move, followed by long lines of makeup boxes and trunks.

As they reached the end, turning a corner to another alley, they heard the lively sound of joy over there as well.

Zhao Hanzhang instinctively turned her head and saw Fu Tinghan just mounting his horse, also looking over here.

The two gazed at each other from afar, both unable to resist smiling. Then one turned left, and the other turned right, leaving through two separate streets.

Their processions would form a semicircle, one from this end, one from the other, heading to the General’s Mansion, perfectly connected into a square.

This route had been publicly disclosed a few days ago because Zeng Yue and Shi Hongtu, as trusted aides of Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan, personally led the aides, walking through it repeatedly to control the speed.

Aside from them, aides would also be stationed along the way, able to report time and control timing, while also ensuring the procession’s safety.

At this time, Zeng Yue rode behind Zhao Hanzhang, controlling the pace of the procession.

The streets were lined with citizens, and even the balconies of the houses on both sides, and even the trees were filled with people. Soldiers were scolding them, trying to get them down.

But those on the trees clung tightly, refusing to come down.

As Zhao Hanzhang’s procession passed by a building downstairs, someone shouted from a second-floor window, "Great General—"

The voice was so loud that it broke the sound, causing her to accurately look toward a second-floor window amidst numerous shouts of "Great General," and saw a young man joyfully smiling from there, vigorously scattering petals toward her...

Zhao Hanzhang was stunned, and the drifting petals fell all over her.

Zeng Yue, who had been gripping the hilt of his sword, relaxed, waved away the falling plum flowers, and continued following.

But the young man’s action seemed to toggle a switch, as people on the street, both from second-floor and those standing by the roadside, grabbed petals and scattered them toward Zhao Hanzhang. A woman, unable to resist the allure, threw her sachet too, but before it reached, it was softly smacked down by Zeng Yue...

Then soldiers began to restrain people on both sides of the street, forbidding them from throwing things.

Zhao Hanzhang laughed, grabbing a handful of drifting plum flowers, and merrily said, "Flowers can be thrown, but nothing else. If my face gets damaged, today’s ceremony won’t go well."

The citizens laughed jovially and reached out to grab fallen plum flowers, throwing them toward the procession once more.

Fu Tinghan also found himself assailed by plum flowers. As he turned into the main street, people began to scatter plum flowers upon him. Passing by an inn, he caught some drifting plum flowers with one hand, dumbly looking at the familiar face peeking from the second-floor window.

This was the young man from yesterday.

So they picked plum flowers yesterday just for the wedding?

Seeing plum flowers scattered across half the street, with half the street still remaining, Fu Tinghan muttered to himself, where did these kids get so many plum flowers?

Could they have stripped all the plum trees in Luoyang bare?

Not far behind Fu Tinghan, Princess Hongnong watched Fu Tinghan, engulfed in flower rain, while hearing citizens excitedly shouting Great General and Mr. Fu...

Listening to their chants of long-lasting harmony and musical accord, her face momentarily showed surprise.

Fu Xuan watched with great interest, enthusiastically discussing with her, "Looks like the people of Luoyang hold Ting Han and Third Lady in high regard."

Princess Hongnong lowered the curtain and coldly corrected, "They do not love Ting Han, they love the Great General, Zhao Hanzhang."

Fu Xuan glanced at her, saying, "When we arrive at the General’s Mansion, you ought to smile, don’t be so frigid."

Princess Hongnong cast him a sidelong glance as if not needing his advice.

Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan passed through the floral rain, both imbued with the cool fragrance of plum blossoms. The two processions arrived at the General’s Mansion almost simultaneously, where Zhao Song was leading the guests in waiting. Seeing the two arrive at the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Presiding over such a wedding for the first time, there were many unpredictable factors, and he was quite worried. What if one was slightly late and the other slightly early?

Losing the auspicious timing would be unfavorable.

Fortunately, their calculation was precise, and they arrived together.

Through the crowd, Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan exchanged glances, both with smiles in their eyes as they looked at each other and dismounted.

The guests stared blankly at the pair, only to see them turn around and walk to a carriage behind them, escorting their parents down before they proceeded toward each other.

This wedding ceremony truly was like none before, neither a traditional bride nor groom nor something akin to joining the family, utterly unique.

Nevertheless, the court ministers were quite pleased, was this not simply the Great General and Minister Fu sharing a marriage certificate and living together? It seemed quite good.

They approached each other and stood before Zhao Song. Not only the guests behind him, but even Zhao Song was momentarily stunned.

Both were dressed in dark attire and fine clothes, yet the styles differed. As they stood together now, they resembled two stately pines leaning upon one another.

Zhao Song first invited Mrs. Wang, Princess Hongnong, and Fu Xuan inside the mansion to rest, then he allowed Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan to enter.

Arriving at the main hall, the elders of the Zhao Family, Zhao Hanzhang’s confidants, and other ministers from the court all stood on either side, watching the pair as they walked to Zhao Song.

Zhao Song looked at the approaching couple with eyes full of contentment. This was the only joyous event for him in recent times. Although Zhao Hanzhang’s wedding was very unique, unparalleled in the world, due to her status, no one had any objection. Zhao Song proceeded directly to the main point, smiling, "Marriage unites two families, honoring the ancestors above and continuing the lineage below. Thus, gentlemen hold it in high regard."