I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 1551: On the Wedding Day

"Have a seat," Yi Feng called out.

Cang Sheng sat down on a stone bench nearby.

Yi Feng patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Have you been practicing your swordsmanship well these past few days?"

"Of course, Brother Yi Feng. I still get up early every day to practice swords until noon. I've already mastered the sword technique you taught me before."

As he spoke, Cang Sheng was about to stand up and demonstrate a few moves, but Yi Feng stopped him.

"Good, no need to show the sword technique. I asked you to come over to tell you this: on your wedding day, several elders will attend the banquet. They're not outsiders—they're old friends of your ancestors. Remember to treat them with respect and courtesy."

Upon hearing this, Cang Sheng was overjoyed.

"Really? My ancestors' old friends are coming to my wedding? This is a great honor for me as a junior. But how did you find them, Brother Yi Feng?" Cang Sheng asked, both surprised and delighted.

"You don't need to ask how I found them. Just remember what I told you," Yi Feng said with a faint smile.

Upon hearing this, Cang Sheng quickly replied, "Rest assured, Brother Yi Feng. I will treat them well and won't bring shame to my ancestors or to you!"

Cang Sheng, who was used to being alone and without family, felt his heart warm at the thought of having elders attend his wedding.

These people were like family to him, and he had been worried because he had no one of his own.

Although most of the people in the Situ Mansion had accepted this match, there was still a small group who whispered behind Cang Sheng's back.

They said Cang Sheng was an orphan without a single relative.

They claimed he used his status as an orphan to become a live-in son-in-law at the Situ Mansion, and that he was actually after the family fortune...

In recent days, Cang Sheng had heard these rumors and felt somewhat indignant, but he didn't take them too seriously.

After all, the wedding was imminent, and it was not a good time to stir up trouble.

Besides, other people's mouths were beyond his control.

As if sensing Cang Sheng's thoughts, Yi Feng gently patted him on the head.

"Just focus on being the groom. I've got everything under control."

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm," Cang Sheng nodded vigorously.

Yi Feng smiled knowingly.

This kid had only dressed more maturely on the outside; inside, he was still the same Cang Sheng.

But the boy was still young and had plenty of time to experience and grow. Yi Feng wasn't worried at all.

This was a descendant of the Cang family, flowing with the blood of the Cang bloodline.

"Go take care of your preparations."

"Got it, Brother Yi Feng."

Cang Sheng said nothing more.

Yi Feng's words had put him at ease, and he turned around to continue with the preparations.

That day, not a single cloud hung over Clear Sky City.

The weather was brisk, the wind gentle, and the sun bright.

On the long street, drums and gongs filled the air with lively noise.

Dressed in a bright red wedding robe, Cang Sheng rode a tall, jet-black horse.

Behind him followed dozens of people.

Some led horses, some carried loads on poles, and some held up large wooden welcoming signs, on which the character for "joy" was written in cinnabar.

The loads contained nuts, dates, candies, and other things prepared as good-luck treats for the watching crowd.

Amid the cheers of the people lining the streets, the tall horse stepped slowly on the bluestone pavement, carrying Cang Sheng toward the Situ Mansion.

Most of those following Cang Sheng were his fellow bodyguards from the escort service they usually worked together.

These people were mostly of humble origin.

Seeing how quickly Cang Sheng had grown and won the heart of Miss Situ, they were all overjoyed.

Along the way, they distributed invitations to the men, women, old, and young who came to congratulate them, and handed out candies to the children.

Laughter, blessings, praises, and congratulations rose and fell along the long street.

Parading through the streets during a wedding procession was a custom of the Qianlong Empire.

It was meant to spread the joyous news and add to the festive atmosphere.

Hearing all the compliments, Cang Sheng looked a little shy.

Suddenly becoming the center of attention made him very uneasy.

He had seen what a groom looked like parading through the streets, and he had imagined what his own wedding day would be like.

But now that the day had actually arrived, he was still extremely nervous, afraid of making any mistakes.

Then he remembered Brother Yi Feng's advice: be confident and calm.

So he lifted his chest and held his head high, keeping himself in the best state to welcome the most important moment of his life.

After a while.

Cang Sheng's entourage arrived at the entrance of the Situ Mansion.

Situ Taili, along with many family members and clan members, had long been waiting at the doorstep.

Yi Feng had not accompanied Cang Sheng on the parade; he had come earlier to wait here with Situ Taili.

Seeing the grand wedding procession approaching with the sound of drums and gongs, the Situ family burst into cheers and excitement.

As soon as a group of Situ children spotted the nuts, candies, and dates in the loads, they swarmed over, cheering like little wolf cubs spotting meat.

Then, people began to greet and welcome the guests.

Up to this point, no one had yet seen the bride.

This was the custom of the Qianlong Empire.

The wedding banquet was usually held at the bride's home and began at a lucky hour around noon.

After the groom's street parade, he would then receive the guests.

When the guests had all arrived and the auspicious moment came, the wedding ceremony would officially begin.

The bride and groom, in front of many witnesses, would bow to Heaven and Earth, bow to the parents, and bow to each other.

After the ceremony, the bride would return to her chambers, while the groom entertained the guests.

On the first night, the groom would stay at the bride's home, and the next day, the groom would carry the bride into an eight-person sedan chair and take her back to his own home.

The wedding feast was a running buffet, typically held from the day after the ceremony for three days and three nights.

During this time, anyone who came to congratulate, regardless of status, would be invited to sit at auxiliary tables and enjoy the banquet.

So, for a large household like the Situ family, holding a wedding feast was equivalent to a citywide celebration.

It could even be more festive than the New Year.

This made sense, as such noble families' wedding banquets usually featured all kinds of delicacies from land and sea.

These were things ordinary common folk couldn't usually eat.

So, regardless of their social standing, most people would come to the Situ Mansion to join the festivities.

Cang Sheng's wedding was being held in grand style.

The entire Situ Mansion was decked out luxuriously, with an event as large as a thousand tables. The Situ family had also invited friends from all over.

From these grand arrangements, it was clear how much the Situ family valued the wedding.

It was not only a special care for the young couple but also a display of the Situ family's bearing and power.

As guests streamed in endlessly, Situ Taili, who was usually stern, was beaming the whole day.

Cang Sheng was also smiling from ear to ear. Before entering the mansion, people always offered greetings like:

"May you have a child soon," "Be united forever," "A hundred years of harmony," "A harmonious couple," "Stick together through thick and thin..."

These well-wishes greatly pleased Cang Sheng.

Thinking of his soon-to-be bride, Qingyi, waves of happiness and contentment surged within him.

But uninvited troublemakers always seemed to show up, determined to disrupt the happy event.

Just then.

A young man in a brocade robe came swaggering over.

He had a sharp chin and narrow cheeks, looking arrogant and overbearing.

Behind him followed two highly skilled experts.

All three carried curved swords at their waists, and it was clear they hadn't come to offer congratulations.

The young man gave Cang Sheng a spiteful once-over.

Then, with a mocking face, he turned to look at Situ Taili.

“Oh, Master Situ, throwing a celebration, are we? May you have such joy year after year, and such festivities every single day!”

Before Situ Taili could respond, the young man sneered, “But it seems the Situ family has grown too bold for your own good, daring to turn a deaf ear to the edict of None-Sacred Mountain.”

“Then don’t blame us for crashing your party uninvited, just to add some excitement and liven things up. Hahaha…”

The young man laughed with unrestrained arrogance.

Behind him, the two experts took a small step forward, subtly shielding him in their midst.