The sound of firecrackers mixed with the sounds of gongs and drums came from the sky, and Lü Siniang said with delight, "The groom is here."

Huang Qingqing moved a stool to block the doorway and instructed Cui'er and Guo'er to hold the door shut and not let Lu Yanzhao and the others in.

In the middle of the wedding procession, Lu Yanzhao sat leisurely on horseback. He was dressed in a bright red robe with a gold and vermilion belt around his waist, and a red brocade and jade crown on his head. His jet-black hair was neatly tied up with a gold hairpin. He was handsome and dashing, yet also exuded an air of unapproachability.

Lu Yanzhao took a deep breath to suppress the excitement in his heart.

On this day, which he had waited for for a long time, he finally married the person he had longed for.

He dismounted and walked to the door, only to be blocked by the article.

"If you want to take my sister away, you'll have to get past me first."

Lu Yanzhao smiled and said, "I wonder what advice my brother-in-law has? I'll keep you company."

The article looked up and saw that the person in front of him was the one he admired. Although it was a bit presumptuous of him to stop him, he had to rise to the challenge for the sake of his beloved sister Jiaojiao.

Wen Zhang swallowed hard, nervously twisting the hem of his clothes: "I'll give you a couplet; if you answer it, I'll let you in."

"no problem!"

The article frowned, and after a moment of contemplation with his hands behind his back, he said, "The first line is: 'Smoke locks the willows by the pond,' please provide the second line."

These words caused a huge uproar in the crowd.

I knew that "Smoke locks the pond and willows" was considered an absolute masterpiece because no one has been able to come up with a suitable matching line to this day.

The brilliance of this first line lies in its incorporation of the radicals for the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. As we all know, the five elements interact in a cycle of mutual generation and restraint. To create a matching second line, it must not only conform to the five elements but also evoke a sense of imagery. To this day, only one talented scholar, Ji, has managed to come up with a matching second line for "Cannon guards the sea city tower."

The article was written without any mercy to Lu Yanzhao.

Actually, Wen Zhang felt wronged. Last night, he discussed the matter with his father, Gu. He thought that when blocking the door, he should have his brother-in-law write a poem. However, his father insisted on using an absolute poem and asked him to find Lu Yanzhao to provide the matching line.

Isn't this deliberately making things difficult for him?

Lu Yanzhao said with a half-smile, "If my brother-in-law doesn't make a move, he won't. But if he does, he'll give my brother-in-law a hard time."

The writer was on the verge of tears.

Lu Yanzhao lowered his head for a moment and then came up with the second line: "Peach blossoms illuminate the Jinjiang River embankment."

The crowd gasped in astonishment. As expected of Lu Zhuangyuan, who had achieved the highest honors in the imperial examinations, although his couplet was not as good as the one that could suppress the sea and build a tower, it contained the five elements and matched the meaning of the first line, so it was already quite good.

The article was filled with admiration. He stepped aside and cupped his hands in greeting to Lu Yanzhao, saying, "Brother-in-law, please go first."

What an amazing brother-in-law! He's more than just a role model; he's practically a god to him.

Lu Yanzhao moved unceremoniously to the door of the boudoir, pushed the door, and found it blocked from entering.

It seems that marrying Gu Nanjiao was really not easy.

Huang Qingqing's voice came from inside: "If you want to marry Jiaojiao, answer a few questions first. If you answer them correctly, you can marry Jiaojiao."

Lu Yanzhao smiled and said, "Bring it on!" He could answer all the ancient questions, so he didn't believe Huang Qingqing's question could stump him.

Huang Qingqing asked, "What can't a person's right hand grasp?"

Lu Yanzhao frowned. The question seemed simple, but it actually contained a hidden mystery.

The guests who followed also lowered their heads in thought. Some of them saw Lu Yanzhao's troubled expression and offered suggestions: "Air, it's air."

"It's water, but you can't catch water."

Lu Yanzhao gazed intently ahead, then parted his thin lips slightly: "Right hand."

The scene fell silent instantly. That's right, you can't grab your right hand with your right hand.

Huang Qingqing had to admire Lu Yanzhao; he was able to answer such a brain-teasing question.

"One more question: Who has the biggest belly in the world?"

Lu Yanzhao's face darkened: Who gave Huang Qingqing such a mess of questions? Could it be Bai Luochen's servant?

But Lu Yanzhao still thought about it seriously for a moment and replied, "It is the Prime Minister."

The guests were puzzled: Why the prime minister?

Lu Yanzhao said calmly, "Because a prime minister's belly can hold a boat."

The guests suddenly realized!

Inside the room, Gu Nanjiao proudly raised the corners of her mouth. Lu Yanzhao was truly a genius; he could even answer such a brain-teasing question.

Huang Qingqing asked in a low voice, "Jiaojiao, do you want to ask one last question?"

"Ask, of course you should ask."

Then, Huang Qingqing posed the last question: "Which month has twenty-eight days?"

Just as he finished speaking, Lu Yanzhao's impatient voice came: "There are twenty-eight days in every month."

With a bang, the door was kicked open.

Before Gu Nanjiao could react, Lu Yanzhao hoisted her onto his shoulder.

Lu Siniang quickly picked up the red veil and put it on her head, thus concealing her face.

After bidding farewell to Gu's father, Gu Nanjiao was placed into the bridal sedan chair.

With music playing all the way, Gu Nanjiao felt like she was dreaming.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the Lu residence.

After the wedding ceremony, they were led to the bridal chamber.

Gu Nanjiao sat alone in the bridal chamber, and through the veil, she saw peanuts, longans, lotus seeds, and red dates laid out on the bed.

She couldn't resist secretly eating some and hiding the shells under the bed.

There was no other way; I was just too hungry to stand it.

Just then, she heard the door open. She quickly sat up straight.

Could it be Lu Yanzhao?

Wait a minute, shouldn't we be entertaining guests at this time? Besides, it's not even dark yet, it's not time for the wedding night.

Cui'er called softly, "Madam?"

Then, a plate of sweet cookies appeared in front of Gu Nanjiao.

Cui'er said, "The young master instructed me to bring some food over. Madam must be starving!"

Gu Nanjiao nodded; she was indeed starving. Fortunately, Lu Yanzhao was thoughtful and knew to have Cui'er bring over some pancakes.

"Madam, please eat quickly. We're short-handed in the front hall, so I'm going to help."

"Okay, go ahead."

The night was alluring, and just as Gu Nanjiao was about to fall asleep, there was a knock at the door.

Lu Yanzhao came in, helped Gu Nanjiao, who was leaning against the bed, to sit up, and picked up a carrying pole to lift the red veil.

Gu Nanjiao felt a little embarrassed and subconsciously rubbed her mouth.

Lu Yanzhao said in a low voice, "Wife, let's drink the nuptial wine!"

After drinking, the crucial moment arrived.

The original owner of this body was already eighteen, and Gu Nanjiao wasn't a pretentious person.

However, she was still nervous and her palms were sweating.

What was she going to do next? Did ancient women serve their husbands while they changed clothes, and then…?

But she didn't know how. The booklet that Fourth Sister had given her had written down what to do first and what to do next, but Lu Yanzhao had taken the booklet away.

She couldn't just start by tearing at Lu Yanzhao's clothes.

When Gu Nanjiao got nervous, her thoughts wandered to outer space, and she sat there blankly, motionless.

Lu Yanzhao took off his clothes first, and when he heard the rustling sound, Gu Nanjiao looked up.

The two locked eyes.

Under the candlelight, Gu Nanjiao, with her light makeup, looked even more stunning than usual, especially her shy demeanor, like a delicate flower ready to be picked.

Lu Yanzhao was different today; his face was as fair as jade, and the smile on his lips was particularly captivating.

Gu Nanjiao couldn't resist the urge to touch it, and subconsciously reached out to touch it.