On the 27th of this year, Xu Yanyan's wedding date was finally decided. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, he was married to the youngest son of King Yong's family. It was unseemly to say that at his age, he should have had two or three wives and concubines, with children around his knees. Unfortunately, time passed by and the marriage was not finalized until a few years ago. King Yong personally came to marry him and said frankly that his youngest son had been in love with him for a long time and was willing to come into his home and grow old together hand in hand. Xu Yanyan's parents were naturally satisfied. There were always marriages between men and women in Daye Dynasty. Although the other party was a man, he was also the son of Prince Yong. What's more, Xu Yanyan's younger brother Xu Yanyi was there to carry on the family line and bring glory to the family. Xu Yanyan left home to study at the age of fifteen or sixteen. Although his qualifications were mediocre, he always pushed himself to make progress, and all his efforts were just to catch up with Wu Yihong's footsteps. When Wu Yihong entered Taixue, he also tried his best to enter Taixue. Wu Yihong went to Qizhou to be an official, and he also went to Qizhou to work with him for several years. Now back home, the Xu family's parents only hope that he will live a stable life. It would be better if he has someone to accompany him. King Yong proposed marriage, and there was no reason to refuse. Xu Yanyan also knew that Wu Yihong was out of reach, and it was right to start a new life of his own. He had seen Prince Yong, and he looked like him. If he put aside his youthful dreams, everything was pretty happy. Xu Yanyan gently raised the wine glass, took a sip, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. I originally set my heart on the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminated the river.
Intention: It is best to live a hundred years old and have a long life together.