Chapter 13 Erotic Poems
Yu Sheng continued to chatter on, "How could those bandits be so bold? It's one thing to get entangled with the rebels, but they even dared to throw people in front of the official road."
Yu Wanyin felt something was off as she listened, and she asked vaguely, "Who is it?"
"You're getting married soon, it's best if you know as little as possible about this kind of thing."
Yu Wanyin remained silent for a long time.
Despite the sweltering summer heat, she felt a chill run through her body and gripped the beads tightly in her hand.
I thought it couldn't be such a coincidence.
They are the bandits.
Yu Sheng naturally didn't think that Yu Wanyin could have any connection with that group of people, and just assumed that she was asking out of curiosity.
He then vented a few more complaints about officialdom, reminding Yu Wanyin, "After you get married, remember to participate less in court affairs and stay at home to be a good wife and mother to the Prime Minister."
"Your wedding is tomorrow, is everything prepared?"
Yu Wanyin replied absentmindedly, "Everything is ready."
"From now on, you will be the new bride of the Left Prime Minister. Going to the Prime Minister's residence is not just your business, but also a major event for the Yu family."
“Every word and action you take concerns the Yu family…”
Yu Wanyin didn't listen to what he was saying at all; her mind was filled with the matter of the bandits that Yu Sheng had just mentioned.
After Yu Sheng finished speaking, he sent a head maid to explain the rules of tomorrow's grand wedding to Yu Wanyin in detail.
Yu Wanyin stepped out of the room and asked the old woman, seemingly casually, "Have you heard about the bandits who have entered Shang'an?"
“This old servant has been in the manor all day and has never heard of it,” the nanny thought Yu Wanyin was afraid that bandits would ruin tomorrow’s wedding. “But these days, there are plenty of bandits in the mountains, so it’s not a strange thing.”
"Besides, we'll be entering the Prime Minister's residence tomorrow. Even if those thieves are bold, they won't dare to provoke the Prime Minister's residence."
Yu Wanyin took a deep breath; it seemed so.
Nowadays, so many mountains are hiding bandits, and it may not necessarily be them.
She's starting to see threats everywhere.
The nanny escorted Yu Wanyin back to her room and explained the etiquette and rules for the next day to her in detail.
Since the Left Prime Minister no longer has parents, they skipped the tea ceremony and went straight into the bridal chamber.
After the old woman finished explaining the etiquette and rules, she turned around, picked up a box wrapped in red silk from the side, and handed over the contents.
Yu Wanyin looked like a painting.
Yu Wanyin stopped halfway through unfolding the scroll.
Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she managed to restrain herself several times before losing her composure.
The old woman stepped forward and said, "Don't be afraid, young lady. All brides have to go through this. It's a joyous occasion."
“Take a closer look at this picture…”
She was about to explain the details of the painting to Yu Wanyin when Yu Wanyin interrupted her, saying, "I'll see for myself."
“These etiquette and rules must be explained clearly,” the old woman said. She was ordered to teach Yu Wanyin the rules and could not be taken lightly. If something went wrong tomorrow, she would be the one to suffer. “Miss, you must not refuse your husband out of fear and refuse to consummate the marriage. This is a very unlucky thing.”
"The bride will experience some pain the first time, but she should not offend the Prime Minister and make him feel that she does not like him."
"There's a trick to this..." the nanny explained in detail, and Yu Wanyin listened with a forced smile.
Marriage is something that will happen sooner or later.
However, bringing it to the forefront is a different matter altogether.
Yu Wanyin listened half-heartedly, still unable to imagine that Chu Yu's pure and innocent face would do something that sounded a bit dirty.
Perhaps due to excessive nervousness, Yu Wanyin did not sleep well all night.
I vaguely dreamt of the elaborate and tedious process of the wedding the next day, and then intermittently dreamt of a mountain village where everyone was enthusiastically preparing for another wedding.
Occasionally, she would forget in her dreams who she was going to marry.
In the midst of her dream's twists and turns, she saw herself sitting in her bridal chamber, but after she pushed the fan away, the tall and burly bandit king suddenly appeared before her.
She was terrified and went to find Chu Yu.
“He’s dead.” He approached her step by step, roughly tearing open her wedding dress. “Now you’re mine.”
"You little liar, I've been looking for you for ages."
Yu Wanyin was woken up at a crucial moment, and she was still a little dazed when she opened her eyes.
The force pulling at my body changed from real to illusory.
Soon, the sounds of maids bustling about inside the house and the festive drums and music outside the courtyard overwhelmed her thoughts.
Yu Wanyin was woken up by them to bathe and dress, and even the dream in her mind became blurry.
When she finished dressing and changing into her wedding dress, people outside were shouting that the Prime Minister was coming.
Yu Wanyin had almost forgotten what she had dreamed about.
Holding a fan, she was escorted out of the room by the matchmaker.
Chu Yu was dressed in a noble robe, with black upper garment and red lower garment. The red and black colors added a sharp and solemn air to his appearance that was different from his usual self.
This attracted the attention of the girls in the courtyard, who kept glancing at him.
Chu Yu Wuyi is the most admired young master among noble ladies in Yingzhou at the moment.
Everyone said that he had an extraordinary demeanor, and even compared to the king, he seemed more like a person of authority.
As Chu Yu was the Left Prime Minister, Yu Sheng and the Nie family dared not make him kneel, thus exempting him from many grand wedding ceremonies.
Even when his father and son-in-law reprimanded him, Yu Sheng only dared to speak kindly.
In fact, given Chu Yu's status, he didn't need to come to fetch the bride.
The Yu family can send off the bride.
The fact that he came shows that he values this marriage.
His newlywed wife was someone no one dared to look down on.
A crowd of people gathered outside the Yu residence to join in the fun. Most of them were servants from nearby official residences who came to ask for some wedding candy as a lucky charm.
Some people gathered to see the so-called "Yingzhou Poppy," while others came to see Chu Yu. Everyone received wedding candies and lucky bags, and were overjoyed, exclaiming, "It's been a long time since there's been such a joyous occasion in the capital!"
"I think the Prime Minister and Madam Yu are truly a perfect couple, a match made in heaven."
"Who says it isn't?"
At this moment, Rong Si, who was leaning against the carriages and horses of the procession, lazily lifted his eyelids.
The phrase "golden boy and jade girl" ran through my mind, as if I were watching a play.
This group of people truly knew nothing about what was happening on the northern border.
They were all servants in the households of court officials, which means that most of the officials in Yingzhou were also missing.
The coachman who was traveling with him also came up to him while they were waiting, "Have you seen our new lady?"
"No."
"I've never seen her either. She rarely appears in public, but she attended a royal banquet once, and her good reputation spread."
"The willows are adorned with a beautiful face, and her jade-like countenance seems to float among the flowers. Even the old Marquis Jiang wrote a poem for her." The coachman swallowed unconsciously as he spoke. "From now on, she'll be in our courtyard every day."
Rong Si was chewing on half a lemongrass.
What a terrible poem! It's clearly a vulgar and obscene piece.
Rong Si had overheard this story, saying that Old Jiang got drunk at the palace banquet and, upon seeing the Yu family's daughter, recited this line.
In reality, the poem, "Drunk, I linger on the beautiful face, amidst the flowers, I long to spend the night with her, her fragrance mingling with my pillow. My beloved daughter, with a touch of tenderness, trembles with fear. The spring night in the brocade tent is not yet over," is a blatant indication that Yu Sheng should leave his daughter with him that night.
Strangely enough, within half an hour, Old Jiang died suddenly from excessive drinking.
Old Jiang Hou is dead, but this lousy poem was altered and spread.
Suddenly everyone knew about Xiaoyu Beauty of Shang'an, and countless people came to visit her.
This group of people are really eager to find beautiful women.
Naturally, the one with the greatest power wins the beauty's heart, and this Yu family girl is also a pitiful person.
But he doesn't have the habit of pitying others for too long.
Perhaps she would have been quite happy to marry a treacherous minister like Chu Yu.
Rong Si leaned against the carriage with his arms crossed, looking at the entrance.
People started walking out and setting off firecrackers at the door, which meant that the people inside were about to come out.
The coachman turned and patted Rong Si on the shoulder, sighing, "Get ready to get to work. You're lucky to be in charge of getting the bride on and off the carriage."
The carriage was elevated, requiring a strong person to lift people up and take them down, otherwise they were prone to falling.
This task naturally fell to Rong Si.
More and more people came out of the courtyard, spread out the blankets, and welcomed the newlyweds out.
The surrounding area was filled with cheers and applause.
The two were escorted out of the courtyard by a crowd of people.
Rong Si stared intently as the tall, refined young man emerged. This was the first time he had seen Chu Yu since he had been in the manor for several days.
The girl next to him, however, covered her face with a fan. She was slender and completely hidden by the crowd around her, so he couldn't see anything.
Rong Si tightened the reins of the carriage and leaned against the side to watch.
The way Chu Yu was protecting him so tightly didn't seem like someone he could help into the carriage.
He was happy to have some peace and quiet.
Yu Wanyin was still thinking that the wedding procession was much smoother than in her dream.
Chu Yu helped her into the carriage, and after the curtain was lowered, Yu Wanyin took off her fan.
She sat in the carriage and listened to the firecrackers outside finish, the matchmaker shout a few congratulatory words, and then the procession set off for the Prime Minister's residence.
The journey to the Prime Minister's residence will take a while.
Yu Wanyin's back was a little sore from sitting, but she could only lean against the carriage weakly out of consideration for her appearance.
Hearing the commotion, Qing Song asked softly from the side, "Breakfast was rushed, would Madam like something to eat?"
Yu Wanyin wasn't very hungry and said softly, "It's alright."
The two simple words reached the ears of Rong Si, who was driving ahead, and the voice sounded strangely familiar.
The man frowned slightly and turned his head away. The people in the carriage remained silent until they arrived at the Prime Minister's residence.
Rong Si reined in his horses.
He strode forward, ready to help the bride alight from the carriage.
The curtain was lifted, revealing a corner of the bride's wedding dress.
As Rong Si's gaze moved from the hem of her skirt, the curtain was drawn back down.
Chu Yu came from the front to greet them personally, and the people on both sides made way for him, instructing them, "I'll take care of it."
The matchmaker called to him from the side, "Now that the Prime Minister is here, you should go and collect the horses."
As they were talking, the curtain was lifted, and Chu Yu helped Yu Wanyin out of the carriage.
Yu Wanyin's long red dress swayed slightly with her movements, accidentally catching the hem of the groom's black robe.
But the hems of her dress quickly spread out as she was ushered into the Prime Minister's residence.
Rong Si felt something brush against him, and when he turned around, he only saw Xi Hong's back.
The red jade earrings hung on her pinkish-white earlobes, swaying gently and tugging at the stray hairs behind her ears.
From behind, her slender, white neck was visible, its graceful curve disappearing deep into her clothing.
The man's pupils contracted, revealing a hint of danger, and in a daze, another figure, soaking wet, appeared in his mind.
He pressured her, and she sat up in fright on his bed, holding her breath in fear, her neck forming a beautiful and delicate curve.
Tell him, "I have agreed to follow you today because it is my own free will."
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