Yuchi Shuang was well prepared, spreading out her brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, signaling Jiang Hai to begin. In her heart, she was still arguing with Guo Qianqian.
Jiang Hai then started plagiarizing and started to recite Jia Dao's poem about getting dressed to praise her beauty.
“I don’t know what night it is, I urge you to go to the balcony and get closer to the mirror table.
Who says lotus is planted in water, a branch blooms in a bronze mirror?
Yuchi Shuang wrote as she listened. What a great poem! She couldn't help but sigh that her brother-in-law was very talented. Little did she know that Jiang Hai had a lot of these things in his head, and he just copied them out.
Of course, she hadn't achieved her goal yet, so after finishing, she asked Jiang Hai to continue. Jiang Hai had no choice but to continue copying, and copied several more poems in a row, until the fifth one, Jiang Hai played Lu Chang's five-character poem, the last line of which was "I ask if her makeup is finished yet, the dawn is about to break."
Yuchi Shuang felt that Jiang Hai was already quite anxious, so she let him go. However, she was also very satisfied. Today, she asked her brother-in-law to write five poems, and they were all excellent works.
Jiang Hai finally got to see his bride as he wished.
Today, Yuchi Ziling was dressed in a green wedding gown, with her hair styled in a reverse bun, topped with a golden brooch and a plum blossom embellishment on her forehead. Her eyebrows were lightly drawn, her face lightly smeared with rouge, and she held a silk fan in her hand, half covering her face.
It is flawlessly beautiful, like a fairy descending to earth.
Jiang Hai had never seen her with such elaborate makeup before, and his eyes widened. Compared to her usual bold look, her makeup was completely different, with a touch of softness and gentleness.
Oh, it’s not bad, it can be sweet or salty. Jiang Hai was delighted.
After picking up the bride, Jiang Hai did not use a sedan chair carried by eight people to pick her up because they were going back to southern Xinjiang directly. Instead, he directly got into the carriage they came in. Of course, the carriage was decorated very festively today.
Before the wedding begins, there is a "blocking the car" phase where friends and family gather to block the car's way, and the groom has to throw out wedding money to buy his way through.
But this is the easiest part for Jiang Hai. Young Master Jiang can spend money on his birthday, let alone getting married.
Uncle Hao had been prepared and brought Jiang Hai a large basket of red envelopes filled with gold and silver wedding money. Jiang Hai grabbed the red envelopes and scattered them into the crowd. Each of his friends and family happily accepted the wedding money thrown in, hoping for good luck.
Those who got lucky stopped bothering the groom and made way for him.
Only after completing this process could they set off on their journey. The carriages and horses led the way, followed by the procession carrying the dowry. The long procession slowly made its way towards the South City Gate.
The ancients said, "A thousand acres of fertile land, ten miles of red dowry." Although Jiang Hai's group didn't reach such an exaggerated level, it was still a very generous dowry. Only the rich and powerful families in the capital could afford to marry off their daughters with such a large scale.
After leaving the South City Gate, Yuchi Zhong and his wife and other close relatives accompanied them for several miles before the car stopped. At the time of departure, Yuchi Ziling waved goodbye to her parents vigorously through the car window, tears in her eyes.
Jiang Hai turned his horse around, and Wen Zhi followed behind him, carrying a cage covered with red cloth. Jiang Hai handed it to Yuchi Zhong,
"Old Taishan, if you encounter any problems or have any urgent matters, you can send a pigeon to Southern Xinjiang. After returning, I will ask my wife to write to the two elders more often."
When Jiang Hai came to the capital, he brought these well-trained pigeons with him, just in case they could send a message to the new city. Now that he was leaving, he left the pigeons at Yuchi's house to give Yuchi Ziling some peace of mind.
Yuchi Zhong took the cage, lifted a corner of the red cloth and took a quick look. All the pigeons were of excellent quality.
"My dear son-in-law, you are so thoughtful. Please give my regards to your father. Go ahead. The journey is long, so hurry up and start your journey."
Jiang Hai saluted and turned back to the team.
The dowry was loaded onto a pre-prepared carriage, and the team sped up and headed towards Taihe City.
Yuchi Zhong and his wife stood there and watched for a long time, until they could no longer see the carriages and horses. Then they turned back hand in hand, gathered their thoughts, and returned to the general's mansion.
"Be filial and respectful as a wife, and follow her husband's will.
We parted this morning, when will we see you again?
..."
Young Master Jiang walked around the capital, stayed for a few days, and left behind five poems urging marriage. With a wave of his sleeve, he took the eldest daughter of the general's mansion away. Unbeknownst to him, on his way back, the capital had already spread his legend.
Yuchi Shuang wrote down Jiang Haiwen's poem and spread it among her circle of close friends. All the girls envied Yuchi Ziling for marrying such a good man. Jiang Hai had unknowingly become the public enemy of many talented men in the capital.
Of course, these are all later stories, which only fermented after Jiang Hai left for a while.
Time goes back to when Jiang Hai's wedding procession left the capital and headed towards Taihe City. After walking for a while, it was almost noon and the weather was getting hot.
Jiang Hai asked everyone to take off their festive attire and return to their original attire. He followed them outside on horseback. It was extremely hot, and wearing a red robe was unbearable.
Jiang Hai handed the white horse to the person following behind him and quickly got into the carriage where Yuchi Ziling was sitting.
After entering the carriage, Jiang Hai began to take off his clothes in front of Yuchi Ziling and Cai'er.
"You, you, you, what are you doing?" Yuchi Ziling was shocked. She thought he was going to force her to have a wedding night here. This was a bit too exciting.
Cai'er was even more stunned. How could it be like this?
"Sir, you can't do that. We haven't gotten married yet."
Jiang Hai threw the red robe he took off onto Cai'er's face.
"You're so young, and your mind is full of dirty things. I'm just horny, what are you thinking? Also, it's time to call me Master now, okay?"
Jiang Hai was wearing a normal robe underneath his red robe. He had been prepared. It would be very embarrassing if he kept wearing the red robe all the way through southern Xinjiang.
Cai'er took the red robe speechlessly and folded it up and put it away.
Jiang Hai glanced at Yuchi Ziling who was still dressed up.
"Madam, why don't you take off your clothes too? It's so hot, isn't it stuffy?"
Yuchi Ziling glared at him unhappily.
"You are wearing a robe underneath, but I am not. How can I take it off?"
"It's okay, I don't mind."
"I mind." Yuchi Ziling turned her head away and didn't look at him.
Jiang Hai laughed and raised his eyebrows.
"Why don't you just fan yourself with a fan? Why do you always cover your face with this fan? You're going to be gone for nearly a month. You don't plan on covering your face like this forever, do you?"
Our Young Master Jiang just wants to take a few more glances at his wife with her beautiful makeup on.
Yuchi Ziling was actually feeling quite hot too, and thinking that what he said was right, she stopped covering her face and fanned herself with the fan.
Jiang Hai sat at the side, staring intently for a while. Yuchi Ziling felt a little awkward and turned around to ask him to stop.
As a result, when he turned around, he saw that Jiang Hai was bleeding from one of his nostrils.
"Hey, you're bleeding from the nose."
Jiang Hai realized it later, Cai Er quickly handed him a handkerchief. Jiang Hai took it, covered his nose, raised his head, and gasped.
"Oh, I've been getting angry lately."
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