My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 170 The Big Wedding Day
"acquaintance."

Yang Jiu said as she went downstairs to the body sewing shop.

"Master Jiu, if you need anything else, please just ask." Hao Chunmei greeted Yang Jiu with a smile when she found out.

Yang Jiu frowned and said, "It's about to be demolished, the road belongs to everyone."

"It's just for one day, and the carriages can pass over there, so it's not a problem." Hao Chunmei smiled and waved her hand.

The troupe will be here soon.

When the big drama is sung, the people in the past will definitely be very happy, and they will be able to spend an unforgettable Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Master Jiu still not going to change clothes? The auspicious time will come soon." Hao Chunmei urged.

Good time?

I don't even know when the auspicious time is.

Gan Sisi walked out of the steamed stuffed bun shop, said with a smile: "Ninth Brother, everything is set up, so let's do it this way."

Yang Jiu nodded, thinking that everything would be fine if the government didn't dismantle it, and it would be even more unlucky if the table was dismantled before the matter was over.

"Brother Jiu, it's almost time, let's go change clothes." Gan Sisi said, pulling Yang Jiu into the body sewing shop.

She has to wear Yang Jiu's wedding dress herself, and Aunt Mei is responsible for her dressing up.

Yang Jiu cooperated very much and asked, "When is the auspicious time?"

"At three quarters in the afternoon." Gan Sisi replied.

Three quarters in the afternoon?

Beheaded on time?

What kind of auspicious time is this?

Xu Shi saw Yang Jiu's doubts, and Gan Sisi explained: "I am the lone star of Tiansha. The evil spirit is the weakest at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, which is suitable for worship."

Once superstitions are developed, there will be no end to them.

It's just that it's three o'clock in the afternoon to visit the hall, when is the bridal chamber?
Putting on her wedding attire, Gan Sisi kissed Yang Jiu's face, said with a smile, "How can you be so pretty?"

After saying that, he ran out.

This...is it reversed?
Yang Jiu sat at the head of the bed and checked the blood-drinking knife, corpse suppressing talisman, ghost-repelling talisman, etc., to deal with the funeral man, without these, it is absolutely impossible.

But thinking of Wei Zhongxian coming, I still feel a headache.

And Wu Sanyue, who didn't look for Yang Jiu for two days, either found a new love, or was plotting something.

Is it easy for a corpse seamer to find a wife, and he has to do so many things?

"Jiuye, I'm here to confirm, do you really have to use hot pot for meals?" Fan Tong knocked on the door and asked loudly.

Yang Jiu said: "That's it."

Fan Tong immediately ran to the hot pot restaurant to inform.

According to Yang Jiu's plan, if the people passing by want to have a glass of wedding wine, they can sit down without having to pay for it.

Even if there is a sign stating it, few people would dare to sit down and have a meal.

People who passed by were shocked to see that the body sewing shop was going to hold a wedding.

Which family's girl dares to marry a corpse stitcher?

Even if the corpse stitcher in Dongchang is an official, that would be very unlucky.

It was still early, and Gu Hongjie showed up with a large group of people, carrying several large boxes, all of which were congratulatory gifts.

"Senior is able to come, it is the honor of junior, I really don't need to bring..." Yang Jiu greeted him with a smile.

Gu Hongjie laughed loudly and said, "How can you go to the wedding banquet empty-handed?"

"Senior, please sit here." Yang Jiu moved sideways to get out of the way.

The people brought by Gu Hongjie directly filled the five tables.

In front of the sewing shop, it became very lively in an instant.

Near noon, Su Qingcang and Su Jinyun came with congratulatory gifts.

While exchanging greetings, Zhuge Zhengxiong arrived with four famous arresters and sat at the same table with Su Qingcang.

Zhuge Zhengxiong's coming was beyond Yang Jiu's expectation.

In addition, Tie Jiang's family of three also came to congratulate him.

Those who have received Yang Jiu's favor all brought their families to congratulate them.

But when Wei Zhongxian arrived, people were still very shocked.

Su Qingcang and Zhuge Zhengxiong immediately stood up and greeted each other with clasped fists.

Wei Zhongxian told Yang Jiu not to worry about him, and just concentrate on getting married, and treat him as if he didn't exist.

This is of course a joke, but fortunately Su Qingcang and Zhuge Zhengxiong are there, so they can help entertain Wei Zhongxian.

With these three great gods in charge, no one would dare to take their seats no matter how bright the sign for a free wedding banquet is.

"Sister Chun, what's going on?" Gu Hongjie began to fidget.

Yang Jiu is a corpse stitcher. He was worried that the wedding banquet would look shabby because there were no one there, so he brought more people over to warm up the venue.

Who would have imagined that the chief arrester of the six gates and the commander of Jinyiwei would all come, and even Wei Zhongxian would find time to come.

Even if there is happiness in the family of the important ministers in the court, it is difficult to invite these three at the same time.

Especially Wei Zhongxian is even more difficult to get.

"Master Shi is here." Someone suddenly shouted.

The person who came was Shi Xiongxiong, the envoy of the Zhenshi Division.

Seeing this person, Gu Hongjie frowned even more.

The envoy of the mortuary department came to attend the wedding banquet of the East Factory seamstress?
Outrageous.

"Master Shi, this way please." Yang Jiu cupped his fists and smiled.

Shi Xiongxiong stared at Wei Zhongxian, and said with a smile: "Master Yang, don't worry, I'll just squeeze here."

Standing up ruthlessly and knowingly, made room for Shi Xiongxiong.

After sitting down, Shi Xiongxiong said with a smile: "I've heard that there is a hot pot restaurant in Chang'an. It's delicious. I haven't had time to try it. I happened to bump into it today."

"Master Shi is empty-handed?" Wei Zhongxian asked with a smile.

Shi Xiongxiong pointed to the wooden sign on one side and said with a smile, "It's free."

Wei Zhongxian smiled without saying a word.

Gan Sisi stood in front of the window, seeing so many people came, it made her very nervous.

"Xiao Jiu's face is really big, all the people who come here are big people." Aunt Mei said with a smile, and called Gan Sisi to come over after speaking.

Gan Sisi, wearing a blood-red wedding dress and light makeup, is as beautiful as a fairy in the sky.

"Aunt Mei, who is that?" Gan Sisi saw a lot of people suddenly appear at the end of the long street, all dressed luxuriously, carrying mountain-like gift boxes.

There is a sedan chair in the middle, surrounded by many people, the momentum is huge.

Aunt Mei came over to take a look, her expression changed drastically, and she said in a trembling voice, "That's the sedan chair in the palace."

People who can sit in this kind of sedan chair must have a very noble status, and they often avoid the corpse sewing shop to avoid bad luck.

"In the palace?" Gan Sisi was quite surprised.

When the sedan chair approached the No. [-] mortuary shop, it stopped slowly.

The person who got off the sedan chair was Wu Sanyue.

"Aunt Mei, who is that person?" Gan Sisi asked suspiciously.

Aunt Mei was stunned, and said in a quack voice, "It should be, a saint."

Wu Sanyue is the only person who can have this kind of ostentation when going out in the palace.

Those concubines left behind by the late emperor would be lucky if they could save their lives. It is absolutely impossible to visit Chang'an City like this.

"What is the saint doing here?" Gan Sisi asked again.

Aunt Mei forced a smile and said, "I can't come to your wedding banquet, can I?"

Gan Sisi also laughed.

The saint came to the wedding of a seamer?
What a joke.

Aunt Mei pulled Gan Sisi over and concentrated on doing her hair.

On the long street outside the window, there was a dead silence, and a needle could be heard.

Wei Zhongxian and others hurried over and saluted one after another.

Wu Sanyue waved her hand, telling them to do what they should do and not to make a fuss.

Wei Zhongxian took the lead back to his original seat and sat down with a smile on his lips. There have been some rumors in the palace recently, and it seems to be true.

With Wu Sanyue's dominance, would she agree with Yang Jiu to marry another woman?
"Sage, didn't you say you're not going to come?" Yang Jiu whispered, his mouth twitching.

Wu Sanyue smiled and said, "You don't want to see me?"

"Don't dare..." Yang Jiu said.

Wu Sanyue walked to the empty table on one side, sat down and said, "Come and have a wedding wine, okay?"

Yang Jiu naturally had no objection.

noon.

All the sewers took their seats.

The streets are getting busier.

The appearance of Wu Sanyue made it impossible for Wei Zhongxian and others to let go.

On the contrary, the third master and others were eating and drinking, very festive.

Three o'clock noon.

The newcomers entered the arena on time, with thunderous cheers.

The original officiant was the third master. When the third master learned that Wei Zhongxian would come, he chose to refuse.

Later, it was replaced by Wei Zhongxian, which was also Wei Zhongxian's initiative.

After Wu Sanyue arrived, Wei Zhongxian also withdrew, so Yang Jiu had no choice but to invite Wu Sanyue, but Wu Sanyue would not expect Wu Sanyue to agree.

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Second obeisance to the saint."

"Happy husband and wife."

"Send to the bridal chamber."

Wu Sanyue thought it was very fun to be the first wedding host.

Since neither Yang Jiu nor Gan Sisi had a high reputation, she shouted "worship the saint", which confused everyone.

But no matter what, the ceremony was completed, and the sound of firecrackers was loud.

After the cheerful suona stopped, the troupe began to take the stage and sang "Meeting in the Flower Pavilion".

The common people dare not sit down to eat, and stand in the distance to watch the play, which is quite beautiful.

Wu Sanyue found a seat and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat.

The eunuch and maid following her were too nervous to speak.

They wanted to taste the food and poison first, but they were stopped by Wu Sanyue, which made Wei Zhongxian and others very anxious.

In the corpse shop.

Gan Sisi was sitting on the head of the bed, with a red hijab covering her head, her hands were tightly clasped together, quite nervous.

Yang Jiu stood at the side and said with a smile: "It's still early, you take a break first, I'll go outside to entertain guests, and I'll bring you some food later."

"I, I want to sit here until dark?" Gan Sisi thought to herself that it's only past noon.

Yang Jiu asked with a smile: "Do you want to be in the bridal chamber now?"

"There are so many people outside..." Gan Sisi always felt that someone would rush in suddenly.

After all the worship, the next step is definitely the bridal chamber.

Things to do sooner or later, do it early and relax.

Sitting here with a red hijab now, it is really tormented.

Yang Jiu thought for a while, came over and picked up Yu Ruyi on Gan Sisi's lap, gently lifted the red hijab, revealing a face that made him stupefied.

Gan Sisi lowered her head shyly.

Yang Jiu smiled, kissed her lightly on the forehead, turned around and left the room.

The people outside were eating in full swing.

Especially Wu Sanyue, it was as if she hadn't eaten for several days, she was a little hungry, and she didn't have the attitude of a saint at all.

Wei Zhongxian and the others ate a few mouthfuls casually, and left one after another when Yang Jiu came out to offer a bowl of wine.

Seeing those people leave, Gu Hongjie suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

They had to leave last, and the stage and the shed had to be dismantled.

No one wants to stay and make trouble in the bridal chamber.

It always feels weird to have a bridal chamber in a body sewing shop.

"San...Sanyue, shouldn't it be time to go back?" Seeing Wu Sanyue staring up, Yang Jiu hurriedly changed his words.

Wu Sanyue said: "I'm not full yet."

Although all the previous experiences were just dreams, for Wu Sanyue, they were real things that happened.

Yang Jiu is now worried that Wu Sanyue is actually here to stop him and Gan Sisi from having a bridal chamber.

"It's broad daylight, don't you..." Wu Sanyue swallowed the food in her mouth, and looked at Yang Jiu with a smirk.

Yang Jiu laughed and said, "The spring night is too short, counting from now on, shouldn't it be longer?"

"Since that's the case, then I won't bother you, and I'll find time to eat... hot pot another day." Wu Sanyue stood up with a smile.

Yang Jiu cupped her fists and said, "Walk slowly in March."

Wu Sanyue smiled, got into the sedan chair and left.

So obedient?

Wu Sanyue didn't say anything out of line, didn't do anything special, Yang Jiu couldn't believe it because she was so cute.

It's just that the marriage has been going on so far, it's almost time to end, and the mourner hasn't shown up yet, shouldn't he suddenly barge in while they are doing business?
This kind of thing is actually a matter of an instant. If you don't grasp the time well, everything will be late.

What was going on in the mind of the mourner?
"Third Master, are you leaving now?" Yang Jiu asked with a smile when he saw Third Master standing up.

The third master is more lustful when he is addicted to alcohol, and he has to go back to the mortuary to sleep before he has drunk much, which is a bit abnormal.

"There are still a few important corpses to sew up tonight. I have enough food and drink, so I have to sleep." The third master said with a yawn.

When people are old, their energy is limited and they need to be restrained.

"Master, Master is still waiting for you, go quickly, we are here." Guo Qiniang smiled evilly.

Aunt Mei also urged: "Yes, Xiao Jiu, while I can still move, I can help you take care of the children."

"Then I'll leave it to you guys here." Yang Jiu thanked Gu Hongjie again before entering the body sewing shop and closing the door.

Gan Sisi was a little hungry, seeing Yang Jiu bring in two big chicken legs, she was so hungry that she twitched.

"Is there anything unusual?" Yang Jiu handed the chicken leg to Gan Sisi.

Gan Sisi shook her head, very normal.

Yang Jiu fetched water and washed Gan Sisi's hands later.

At this moment, the orange cat squeezed in through the door opening.

"What are you doing here? Not with your wife and children?" Yang Jiu didn't want to be disturbed by a cat.

The orange cat holds a gold hairpin in its mouth and holds its head high, indicating that this is a wedding gift for you.

"Stolen it?" Yang Jiu took the golden hairpin with contempt on his face.

The orange cat barked indifferently, then grinned at Gan Sisi, twisted its buttocks and squeezed out of the doorway again.

"Daju is quite sensible." Gan Sisi felt that the gold hairpin was also worth a lot of money.

Yang Jiu threw away the gold hairpin, went over to block the door, and urged, "Hurry up and eat."

"Why are you so anxious?" Gan Sisi rolled her eyes.

Yang Jiudao: "I've been waiting for so long, of course I'm in a hurry, you know I'm a good man who didn't even go to brothels."

"I didn't go shopping either." Gan Sisi retorted, still gnawing on the chicken leg.

After eating two chicken legs, Gan Sisi washed her hands in the basin and asked, "Jiulang, do you think the mourner will come?"

She has asked this many times, the wedding ceremony is the most beautiful thing in life, and no one wants to be disturbed in the middle.

"I'm afraid he won't come." Yang Jiu said
Gan Sisi washed her hands, wiped them dry with a cloth, and sighed: "Murong Ba won't let us get married, and he won't let us get married when he sends the mourner. Why do I think Murong Ba is sending the mourner?"

Murong Ba has been beheaded and killed several people, and now in Sichuan, there are still people who use the banner of Murong Ba to rebel and seek profit.

Murong Ba became a kind of totem.

Sending off the mourning man may also be a kind of totem.

From the "Book of Life and Death", the mourners appear in different places and do different evil things. Judging by the style, they don't feel like the same person.

"Jiulang, let's..." Gan Sisi lowered her head, her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Although it's broad daylight, but there's nothing to do now, if you don't drink a cup of wine in the bridal chamber, is it possible to just sit and wait for the dark?
Maybe the mourning man thought that they would bridal chamber at night, so he would do the business now, but the mourning man would be caught off guard.

Yang Jiu pours the wine and sits on the head of the bed.

The arms of the two were intertwined, and they gently sent the wine into their mouths.

Immediately, Yang Jiu hugged Gan Sisi and fell into the bed. The bed curtain fell, and the clothes could be seen flying up.

"Hehehe..." A cold and dull voice suddenly sounded.

Yang Jiu quickly poked her head out of the bed curtain, and asked coldly, "Who?"

It was business as usual in the body shop.

"Jiulang, there shouldn't be ghosts in this room, right?" Gan Sisi asked in fear.

Yang Jiu complained: "When you kill people, aren't you afraid that they will turn into ghosts and come to you?"

"How can it be so easy for a person to become a ghost after death?" Gan Sisi huddled under the quilt, and the sly laughter just now clearly explained the problem.

There have been so many corpses in the corpse shop, it is very possible that there will be one or two ghosts left behind.

"Hehehe..."

Just as Yang Jiu retracted his head, the sly laughter came again.

This time Yang Jiu heard clearly, the voice came from under the sewing table.

Whoosh.

A ghost-repelling talisman waved away.

Unexpectedly, before the ghost-repelling talisman got close to the corpse-sewing table, a dazzling flame shone, and it was directly reduced to ashes.

A paper figurine slowly crawled out from under the corpse sewing table.

This paper figurine is made of different colored ghost papers, with a smile on his face, blush like a full moon, pretty flowers, even in broad daylight it is still very scary.

Yang Jiu got out of bed, put on her shoes, and said with a smile, "It turns out that we have already prepared to send the mourner off."

"Yang Jiu, the elixir of immortality, you can make it tonight." Paper mouth uttered words.

Yang Jiu walked over and sat down on the chair, and asked with a smile: "You don't dare to come in person to see the mourner?"

"The puppet clone is more secure." The paper figurine sneered.

Yang Jiu said: "Then make a move."

After finishing sending off the mourner, we have to bridal with Gan Sisi, which is the most important thing.

The paper man slowly pulled out a knife from his waist, it was a paper knife, waved it casually twice, and sneered again.

Yang Jiu stretched out his hand, and there was also a blood-drinking knife in his hand, and said with a smile: "I like to compare sword skills with people, of course, ghosts are also fine."

"Jiulang, do you want my help?" Gan Sisi asked under the quilt.

Yang Jiu waved his hand and said, "No need, I can fix this kind of mess with my eyes closed."

"Yang Jiu, don't be crazy. I made this puppet out of a hundred corpses, including twelve corpses of corpse sewers. The power is infinite." It's the voice of a mourner.

Since the mourner is not in a hurry to act, Yang Jiu also wants to have a good chat with the mourner, and immediately asks: "I heard that the most powerful puppets are often connected with the master's blood, but is it true?"

"I didn't expect you to know something about puppet art, but even if you can destroy this puppet, you can't hurt me." The mourner was very proud.

Yang Jiu laughed, and said teasingly: "Send the mourner, have you ever heard that the villain died of talking too much?"

"If I don't say a few more words, how can I highlight my strength? Every word I say is very refreshing." Sending the mourner sneered.

Yang Jiu stepped forward with a sudden step, and the blood-drinking knife slashed at the paper figurine with lightning speed.

The paper figurine grinned sinisterly, and slowly raised the paper knife in his hand.

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