On the 28th day of the third lunar month, it's a sunny and pleasant day, suitable for weddings.
Early in the morning, the Prime Minister Pei Mansion was filled with guests and friends, with gongs and suonas playing loudly, and people coming and going; it was very lively.
Today is the wedding day of Pei Jinheng, the eldest legitimate son of Prime Minister Pei, and almost all colleagues with official positions and high-status children were invited. Even the nobility from the palace sent gifts, all hoping to curry favor with this court Prime Minister.
A small green cloth horse carriage slowly approached, seemingly inconspicuous, and stopped beside an alley not far from the Prime Minister Pei Mansion.
"Will he come?"
The carriage stopped, and Li Qingmu's magnetic voice sounded.
