Dajin royal family

Chapter 78 The Big Wedding

On the third day of November, it is advisable to get married and travel.Just after Maoshi, the sky was just dawning, and there were small snowflakes in the sky. People began to wake up in the silent Chang'an, and the snowflakes covered Chang'an with a thin layer of silver gauze.

In Fufengfang, the gate of King Zhao's Mansion slowly opened, and several servants carried two huge bronze tripods that could only be embraced by three or five people and placed them in front of the mansion gate. Charcoal fire was poured into the tripod, the flames burned and the snowflakes fell on the ground. It melts into water in the flames and evaporates into white mist.

Not long after, some young children got up early from the warm blankets. Some of them were the children of the neighbors of King Zhao's Mansion, some came from other streets, and some were the children of guests who came to the wedding banquet.Children frolicked and played around the bronze tripod, and the guards of King Zhao's Mansion went out with utensils, stood at the door, grabbed money from the utensils and scattered them on the ground for the children to loot.Rich people usually sprinkle money or silver coins, while ordinary people sprinkle copper coins.

While throwing money, other guards distributed some food to the children, all of which were exquisite snacks, including pastries, candied fruit, preserved fruit, dried pistachios and so on.For a while, the children laughed and laughed, and gradually became lively.

After a while, the guests came to the door in twos and threes.Standing at the door to welcome the guests was Jiang Shiyan, the son of Guanwang Jiangxiong. He is in his 20s, tall and tall, and he is currently walking in the temple with the patriarch of the clan.

Jiang Chengxiao is a child of the clan, and King Zhao is an outstanding figure in the clan, so his wedding clan naturally attaches great importance to it.Not only that, the emperor and queen also sent congratulations.

From the moment the palace opened, the music troupe in the palace began to hold the piano and flute, sing and play.

"Xuanchang and Zhuguan, the swans face each other."

Jiang Chengxiao stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at himself in the mirror calmly.Today he has light makeup, a silver crown on his head, and drooping temples.His body shape follows that of Zhao Wang Jiangling. Although he is only 15 years old, he is very tall. According to his measurement unit, he is about 1.8 meters.And his appearance is similar to his biological mother Xiao's, with the graceful beauty of Jiangnan women, and the heroism of Zhao Wang, the two are neutralized and become "handsome".

"What a nice face."

The night was still there, the bedroom was brightly lit, and the dim candle flickered slightly, his shadow was reflected on the wall dimly.

Gently stroking that handsome face, he shamelessly praised himself.

"Unfortunately……"

Slowly closing his eyes, he was thinking, Chi Fan must be feeling very uncomfortable at this moment.But he can't do anything, like a sailboat going down the river, he can only drift with the current and cannot control the direction by himself.

Nan Jiyun put on a new suit, walked into the bedroom, and said respectfully: "Master, the horses and chariots are ready, and the ritual master said that we can set off."

"understood."

Jiang Chengxiao turned around with a smile on his face, "Ji Yun, you look good today, you spent a lot of money."

Nan Jiyun said: "It's all arranged by the princess. The princess said that today is the day of the master's great joy. We dare not neglect it."

Jiang Chengxiao nodded, walked out of the dormitory with strides, and walked down the corridor, surrounded by servants who were decorating with lanterns and festoons. When they saw Jiang Chengxiao, they packed their bags.

Contrary to what he thought, although it was a wedding, not all of the palace was "red".Instead, "colorful" decorations are used. Of course, the main color is red, but not all of them are red, and there are also some purple, pink and so on.

In the dark, the welcoming team from Prince Zhao's Mansion set off. The distance between the two houses is not too far, only two miles. Zhao Wang's Mansion is located in North Fufengfang, Dongdingmen Street, while Changsun's Mansion is located in West Xuanhefang, Dongdingmen Street. There is only one Changyefang and one Dongdingmen Street.

There were more than a hundred people in the welcoming team, all dressed up as the guards of King Zhao's residence, and surrounded by a Qixiang chariot.

Originally, there was no need to go out to greet the relatives, which was proposed by Jiang Chengxiao.As for why, it is naturally due to the "too early" time of Mao.It was about five o'clock at this time, and every household had just opened their doors to prepare for the day's livelihood, so there were naturally fewer people watching him on the road.

Sure enough, just as he thought, after a cup of tea, there were scattered people on the side of the road watching, and some children of merchants followed their father and stood on the side of the road watching them.

At this time, the guards of King Zhao's Mansion will give a lot of money to those children.And those adults would smile and salute to them, and the children happily picked up the money, saying "Thank you newcomers".

Jiang Chengxiao was wearing black clothes and a silver crown, looking beaming.But the guest minister, Zheng Ruyi, was a little uneasy. He kept looking forward. Jiang Chengxiao saw that he was a little nervous, so he smiled and said, "Why are you nervous? It's not your groom today. Why, aren't you already married?"

Zheng Ruyi was slightly older than him, and had already married Wenxi Pei's daughter-in-law two years ago.

Zheng Ruyi smiled wryly, "It's not that I'm nervous about what the prince said, it's just that this roadblock is really a headache."

Barriers are a custom in weddings. The woman's family will set up barriers to stop the car halfway and ask for money, just like asking for red envelopes today.Generally, before welcoming the bride or after receiving the bride, they will stop the car to ask for a gift. This is also a custom that causes headaches for the man’s family. It’s okay if the woman’s family stops the car. If they are not satisfied, they will capture the bride and humiliate her for three days before releasing her. Later, it gradually becomes a vulgar custom.

"You worry too much, no one in Chang'an city dares to trouble Prince Zhao's mansion casually."

This kind of vulgarity is only aimed at civilians. How can a bully dare to target Zhao Wangfu? That is not "joy", but courting death.

"That's true." Zheng Ruyi smiled, she really thought too much, and that blind-eyed member of the welcoming team of King Zhao's Mansion dared to stop her.

At this time, the weather was already very cold, and there were still snowflakes in the sky. Although the black clothes Jiang Chengxiao was wearing were thick, the boots under his feet were very cold, and his feet were already numb from the cold.

Exhaling the breath is as white and misty as taking a puff of smoke.Most of the guards and others behind him were like this, but they were all in high spirits, talking and laughing in low voices along the way.

"It's really cold, and you have such a fantastic idea. We will greet you immediately."

Yu Qing clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and rubbed his hands together vigorously, "Then what kind of woman is Changsun that makes you so anxious."

Jiang Chengxiao could hear the joking tone in his words, so he didn't take it to heart, but followed his words and said, "A woman who is a bit smart."

"Haha." Yu Qing smiled when he heard the words, stretched out his hand to hold the rein, looked left and right at the quiet streets of Chang'an City, and said with some melancholy: "In the past, at this time, I was bored in the mansion. Chang'an is so quiet. See you more."

"You should come out and exercise more." Jiang Chengxiao joked: "If you and I fight again, you will definitely not be my opponent."

He was not in good health before, and he always lost more than he won in the six arts competition with Yu Qingze, but after nearly a year of training, he was confident that he would not lose to Yu Qingze.

Yu Qing smiled awkwardly. He was literary, and he only had a basic understanding of the six arts. He said, "Today is your day of great joy. What are you talking about?"

Are you overjoyed?

Slightly looking up at the snowflakes floating all over the sky, Jiang Chengxiao didn't feel the slightest bit of joy.On the contrary, I feel like a passerby, without joy or sorrow.To him, this road to Changsun's Mansion was the same as any other road.

No nervousness, no fear, no anger.

After a stick of incense, they arrived in front of the Changsun Mansion.I saw that the gate was closed tightly, and there was a red strip hanging outside the house, on which was written in black and red paper: Poetry.

"Do you two have a draft?"

The word "poetry" means that Jiang Chengxiao wants to write a poem and hand it to the people in the Changsun Mansion. If they are satisfied, they will open the door. If they are not satisfied, he will continue to write.In addition to poetry, some people will also ask for other things, in short, it will not exceed the "six arts".

Yu Qing said: "No, today is a major event in your life, how can you let us do it for you?"

"Brother Qing Ze is right, my son, but we can't take the place of you in this matter." Zheng Ruyi agreed with a smile.

Because the Great Jin Dynasty inherited the Han system, there was not much achievement in the "Wen Dao" line, and the current mainstream is still martial arts, so the scope of this "poetry" is not limited, but most of the poems written by the bridegroom are in the direction of newlyweds.

Can he compose poetry?
The answer is no, he only knows two songs, one is "Quiet Night Thoughts".

The other song is amazing, "Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night", which is known as "a single story that overwhelms the whole Tang Dynasty".The reason why he knows this poem is because when he learned it when he was in school, the teacher forced him to know it, and this poem is really very good and beautiful.

Since he wanted to write, he had to write a great one.Since his father told him not to let others gossip, not allow others to object to the marriage, and not let the rumors outside be confirmed, then he will make a high profile this time.

What's more, the happiness of this marriage is also the expectation of that superior person.

The Great Jin Dynasty has only been established for more than 30 years, and his poem will suppress all subsequent poets, and Jiang Chengxiao will also be included in the literary world because of this poem.

He wants to "overwhelm the whole Jin with a single article"!
"Come here, take care of me with pen and ink!"

Jiang Chengxiao got off his horse and came to the desk prepared in advance in the Changsun Mansion. Nan Jiyun skillfully began to grind it, while Wu Shanhui spread out the white paper, took out the unicorn paperweight and put it on the desk.

Pull up the hem and sit down on your knees.Take the ink pen, pick up the pen and write on it: Spring River Flower Moonlight Night.Then I began to recall the whole poem, and then wrote it down stroke by stroke.

On the quiet long street, there was a procession of hundreds of people welcoming relatives. In front of the gate of the mansion, one person knelt on a mat and wrote a poem with a pen, while two house slaves stood on the left and right.

There are small snowflakes floating in the sky, everything is so quiet and simple.

"I don't know what Qingque will use as a topic." Yu Qing stroked his hairless chin, pretending to be contemplative.

Zheng Ruyi smiled and said, "Brother Qing Ze is really not prepared?"

Hearing this, Yu Qing laughed, "I also want to ask Brother Ruyi about this, I think, you and I should be the same."

Zheng Ruyi smiled and said nothing.

As the guest prime minister, there is still work to be done.Although the two of them are not literary and thoughtful people, it is still no problem to write a poem or two according to the occasion.

Furthermore, the Changsun Mansion is not a family of farming and education heirlooms, so it will not embarrass him in this regard.If Jiang Chengxiao really wanted to make things difficult, the Changsun Manor should let him shoot arrows!

In the mansion, Changsun Sheng and Mrs. Changsun were surrounded by a large group of relatives and friends, among them were middle-aged women and more children.

Just as Zheng Ruyi and Yu Qingze guessed, Changsun Sheng had no intention of embarrassing Jiang Chengxiao from the beginning, as long as he just wrote a doggerel, he would let someone open the door and let him in.

If it is difficult, he will set up a "golden screen" and let him shoot arrows.

This marriage has already made people in Zhao Wang's mansion very angry, and he doesn't want to embarrass Jiang Chengxiao on these trivial matters.After all, he didn't know what kind of temperament his son-in-law was.

"Ah Lang, the poem written by the new uncle."

A servant took out the blank paper from the crack of the door, trotted all the way into the hall, and handed the blank paper to Changsun Sheng.He didn't even look at it, he put the white paper on the table and waved his hand: "Open the door!"

Chang Sun Sheng didn't read this blank paper with poems written on it, but another person held it in his hand.This person is the servant of the Ministry of Rites, Pei Ju, Duke of Wenxi County.In the 17th year of King Kai's reign, he and Changsun Sheng jointly traveled to 36 countries in the Western Regions, and the two formed a deep friendship along the way.

This time, Changsun Sheng married a daughter, and he is a public servant. He is the Minister of Rites, so he must come here to watch the ceremony.Due to his personal identity, he is an old friend of Changsun Sheng, so it is reasonable to come here.

Slowly opening the white paper, Pei Ju smiled and looked at the poem written by the prince of Zhao Wang.

The Wenxi Pei family, the Xingyang Zheng family, and the Taiyuan Wang family have the same status in the Shandong gentry group as the Dou family, the Dugu family, and the Wei family in the Guanzhong aristocratic group.

Unlike the Guanzhong aristocrats who rose through the military, the Shandong gentry were all "farming and studying" families that had been passed down for a long time, and their writing style was extremely prosperous.What they are famous all over the world is the "cultural rule" of the imperial court by the outstanding children of generations of clans.

Therefore, Pei Ju is naturally knowledgeable and talented, otherwise he would not have been sent to the Western Regions as a literati, and he would have served as the Minister of Rites upon his return.

In his heart, he didn't really care about what kind of poems King Zhao's son could write, he just looked at it for fun, because after all, King Zhao's mansion was a general, King Zhao was a strong commander in war, and he was an outsider in reciting poems and composing Fu.And as his son, Jiang Chengxiao, what shocking works could he write?

but……

This time Pei Ju miscalculated. When he started from the first line of "the tide of the spring river connects with the sea level, the bright moon on the sea grows together with the tide", his eyes never left the poem, there was no smile on his face, but more and more The more you look, the more surprised you become.

"Amazing, amazing, good, good, good..." Pei Ju kept muttering to himself, his eyes seemed to sparkle.

After reading a poem, Pei Ju seems to have a deeper understanding of the eight characters "the lingering sound lingers on for three days".He suddenly wanted to meet this Jiang Chengxiao, and wanted to chat with him.What kind of person is a person who can write such a poem.

He didn't doubt that it was someone else's ghostwriting, because the literati of this era are very proud, and the literati of this era also "advocate the six arts of gentlemen". Door chant".

The so-called chant of knocking on the door is a folk poem that opens the door.

"Pei Gong."

A little girl's voice came from behind Pei Ju, he turned his head and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"Madam asked the servants to send in the poems written by the new young master, for all aunts and girls to read."

Pei Ju nodded, and handed the poem to the servant girl to take it in.

Pei Ju turned to his eldest grandson Sheng, stroking his beard and smiling, "Mr. Sheng has got a son-in-law."

East bed quick son-in-law?

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Changsun Sheng's mouth. This marriage has developed to the point where it can no longer be regarded as "happy", but "stiff".

As the door of the eldest grandson's mansion opened, the maids, servants, and young children in the mansion poured out one after another, and Natou bowed: "Congratulations to the new uncle."

Nan Jiyun and Wu Shanhui led a group of house slaves and guards, took out money, cloth, and jewelry from the bag, and threw them to them boldly, and everyone was overjoyed and looted.Surrounded by a crowd, Jiang Chengxiao walked into the mansion.

The eldest grandson Wuji also got up early today, dressed in new festive clothes, and stood in the courtyard. When he saw Jiang Chengxiao, who was surrounded by everyone, he pursed his lips slightly, bowed his hands to Jiang Chengxiao, and forced a smile, "I have seen the prince."

Jiang Chengxiao smiled all over his face, and supported him with both hands, "The auxiliary machine is separated."

The auxiliary machine is the name of Changsun Wuji, so the name of calling him is naturally for the sake of closeness.

As for whether it was from the heart, only Jiang Chengxiao himself knows.

Changsun Wuji sighed slightly in his heart, if the person in front of him was An Min, it would be great.

"My son, please follow me into the hall and meet my father and mother."

"Okay, it's work."

Changsun Wuji led Jiang Chengxiao to the hall, Zheng Ruyi and Yu Qing waited for the guests, and the welcoming guards followed the people from Changsun's residence to the side hall to have some tea.

Entering the hall, I saw Changsun Sheng and his wife, Mrs. Changsun, kneeling on the main seat, and Pei Juban sitting on the side, looking at Jiang Chengxiao with a smile.

The first impression Jiang Chengxiao gave him was not the toughness of the generals, but the gentleness of the children of their family.This surprised him a little, and made him not have any opinion on it in his heart.

Mrs. Changsun met Changsun Sheng and Jiang Chengxiao. The former was not very friendly when they first met in Dalin Temple, and the latter was at his coronation ceremony.

"Meet my wife." Jiang Chengxiao saluted solemnly.

Changsun Sheng and Mrs. Changsun stood up, stepped forward to help him up, and said: "My good son-in-law, please stand up. You don't need to be polite. Your father and I are generals in the court, and we appreciate each other. It is today's honor to be able to get married. Blessings, I only hope that the son-in-law and the little daughter will be able to sing in harmony and be happy after marriage."

Mrs. Changsun also smiled and said, "I wish you and Guanyin's maidservant health and happiness."

"Thank you, Elder, Qingque remembers."

No matter what you think in your heart, you still have to have a good attitude on the surface. A child shouldn't have a temper, and that's not something he can play with his status.

Changsun Sheng took him to his seat, and the two had some personal conversations.Mrs. Changsun led a group of maids and servants into the inner courtyard.

Opening the curtain, Mrs. Changsun saw the female relatives surrounding the Changsun family.

She had already put on her wedding dress and was sitting in front of the dressing table. The wedding dress was bright and eye-catching, and her long tail was smoothly spread on the ground.The female relatives surrounded the Changsun family chattering very lively.

"What are you talking about? The makeup is done, and the person has already arrived." Mrs. Changsun walked up to Mrs. Changsun, looked at the newly married daughter, and felt a sense of sadness in her heart for no reason. After today, this daughter will be someone else's wife. .

"My sister is doing her makeup, and we are talking about the song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River." Said a pretty and lovely girl with bright eyes and white teeth.

Dressing is divided into two steps, the former combs the hair, and the latter applies makeup.

Combing hair is very simple, Changsun is no longer a girl, but a woman from now on, so she combed the flying fairy bun.

There are more steps in applying makeup.It is further divided into one cleansing, two moisturizing, third applying face powder, fourth applying rouge, fifth painting eyebrows, sixth applying flowers, tracing oblique red, face makeup, and seventh applying lip balm.

Mrs. Changsun had already painted her black eyebrows with the help of her maid, using the "Luo Zi Dai" sent by Zhao Wangfu.

Seeing this, Mrs. Changsun took the vermilion brush from the servant girl's hand, and said, "Qingyi, for my mother, I will draw oblique red and paste flowers on you."

Slanting red is to draw some "leaf lines" on both sides of the cheeks. Now the mainstream is generally painted on the corners of the eyes, similar to eye shadow.Huadian is a "flower pattern" pasted on the eyebrows.

"En." Mrs. Changsun hummed lightly. Mrs. Changsun was a little surprised. She seemed to hear a little "happiness" from her daughter's voice just now.She had always remembered her daughter mourning over the marriage.

"Think about it?"

Mrs. Changsun is holding a vermilion pen.Carefully painted oblique red on her daughter, and asked her softly.

Eldest Sun Qingyi was slightly silent, silently clenched the white paper in her hand, and said after a while: "Mother's teachings, my daughter will keep them in mind."

Mrs. Changsun breathed a sigh of relief, "Qingyi, mother knows about the matter between you and Li Erlang, but you have to remember that since the matter has come to this point, you shouldn't think otherwise. You are Jiang's wife, and you should be cautious in your words from now on. OK."

"We women, when we get married, we should take care of our husbands first. Now everyone outside is waiting to see the jokes. My mother doesn't want you to do things that insult Zhao Wangfu and Changsunfu, you understand."

"Daughter knows, she must abide by her duty."

"That's good, mother believes in you."

Mrs. Changsun painted her oblique red and pasted it with flowers, and then asked, "What poem did they say just now?"

It was the little girl with bright eyes and bright teeth again, she said with a smile: "The poem written by Shizi is really good, everyone says Shizi has literary talents."

Mrs. Changsun smiled slightly, hearing others praise her son-in-law, she would naturally be in a good mood.

Changsun Qingyi gently stroked the white paper with her slender jade fingers, sighed slightly, and wondered who was the woman who made him look like the white moonlight?Is he expressing his attitude?

The future husband is talented in literature, but he loves her, Changsun Qingyi can't help but feel a little bit disappointed in addition to fear.

Close friends all said that he compared his thoughts to the moon, but only she knew that he didn't even bother to give her a look.

He didn't write this song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" for himself.

Mrs. Changsun thought of something, and whispered in her daughter's ear: "Did you read the brochure my mother gave you last night?"

Hearing this, Changsun Qingyi's thoughts stopped, and the next moment Hongxia surfaced, she nodded slightly while holding back her embarrassment.

Mrs. Changsun smiled lightly: "Qingyi, this matter must be taken seriously. It is not only the joy of the boudoir, but also a major event for the succession of the family."

"Daughter remember it, mother, don't worry." Her shy voice was low and inaudible.

Not long after, the auspicious time has come, and it's time for the newcomer to set off.

The eldest grandson Qingyi bent down and kowtowed three times to her mother, got up and left, a large group of unmarried daughters of the eldest grandson's family were already waiting at the door, including direct descendants and collateral descendants.

Dozens of women from the eldest grandson's family surrounded the eldest grandson Qingyi and walked slowly downstairs, ringing peeps. On both sides were the bridesmaid, eldest Sun Wei, and the dowry maid, Pei'er, supporting the bride from left to right.

Sun Qingyi, the eldest bride, wore a phoenix crown on her head and a green dress in Xiapei. At this time, she did not cover her head, but the four maids used round fans to cover their faces.

Jiang Chengxiao looked at that graceful and charming person, feeling a little dazed. It would be great if there was a fiery voice and smile hidden under the round fan.

"Woman, Qingque has gone." Jiang Chengxiao bowed to Changsun Sheng.

"Okay, okay, let's go." Changsun Sheng glanced at his daughter, feeling reluctant to part with him, but he could only put on a serious face, and taught him a lesson: "Guanyin maidservant, after you get married, you must respect your in-laws and be harmonious with your siblings. Do not act recklessly."

The eldest grandson Qingyi bowed gracefully, "Daughter remembers father's teachings."

Picking up the eldest grandson Qingyi, Jiang Chengxiao walked in front, Qingyi was surrounded by her natal family and walked behind, and the eldest grandson's parents kept pouring water in copper basins behind her, implying that she was splashing water to go out, and the eldest grandson Qingyi is the Jiang family from now on.

Mrs. Changsun held a brocade handkerchief and wiped her tears from time to time. Her daughter's back was gradually blurred in her eyes.

Seeing this, Changsun Cheng sighed slightly, "Okay, don't cry, they will return home in a few days, and we will see each other again then. Besides, King Zhao's Mansion is not far from our mansion. If you are willing, you will definitely come back to see it from time to time.”

"It's true what A Lang said, my concubine has lost her composure." Mrs. Changsun laughed through tears.

(End of this chapter)