Wedding
October 8th is a good day for marriage.
The Earl's mansion had been bustling with activity since before daybreak, with both direct and collateral branches rushing to help out, not daring to slack off. Yet, despite the bustling clamor outside, Cui Zhijun sat quietly in the dimly lit Silver Bamboo Hall, dressed in his official robes.
The light and shadow in his eyes changed again and again, without a trace of emotion.
Cui Zhijun couldn't understand what was going on in his mind, and he even felt a little lost. He was confused about what kind of person he would spend his life with, and he was confused about how to take good care of her.
He probably understood the responsibilities of a husband, but no one had ever really taught him what they were.
He was somewhat afraid of living a life full of resentment like his mother and father.
But as the sunlight gradually climbed up the walls of Bianjing and sprinkled on the windowsills of thousands of households, the flower-patterned futou in front of Cui Zhijun was filled with hope.
"Erlangjun, it's time to set off--" someone suddenly shouted outside the window.
Cui Zhijun didn't hesitate any longer. He picked up the flowered fu headband and put it on his head.
The bright days began with the conclusion of the marriage between the two families. At this moment, he decided to muster up the courage to get rid of those bad pasts with the girl named Taishi Zheng.
I hope my wife’s heart is like mine.
It’s just poor and naive Cui Erlang, he still doesn’t know that the girl opposite him is the frivolous and dissolute person he thought he was that day!
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"My dear, my dear. Have you really forgotten what day it is today? Although I think it's too early, you should get up quickly. Madam Yuan is coming with her men to kill us! If you don't get up, even the master can't save you—"
In Gaochun Garden, Taishi Zheng was sleeping with her legs spread out. Her unique sense of relaxation was truly enviable.
But we have to look at the day anyway.
Waves of murderous aura were approaching the boudoir. In desperation, Fu Yuanzi pinched Tai Shi Zheng's nose tightly, hoping that she would wake up.
But who would have thought that Zheng stretched out her hand and fluttered like a turtle that had turned over, and then she became motionless after flapping twice.
Oh no, I hope I won’t suffocate to death.
Fu Yuanzi quickly let go. But with a formidable enemy at hand, what could she do if the man remained unconscious? Suddenly, before she could react, Yuan Cairui and a group of palace servants stormed into the room.
"Ah, Aunt Yuan."
Fu Yuanzi deliberately raised her voice and moved sideways to block the person on the bed. It was so exaggerated. Yuan Cairui glanced at her and said nothing.
She had raised Zheng, and she'd known from the beginning that she wasn't as well-educated and well-mannered as she appeared to be. Her free-spirited nature was ingrained in her. And now, following her even more unruly father, she'd completely let loose, completely forgetting the prudent and virtuous moral principles she'd learned in elementary school.
What will it be like to marry into my husband's family in the future?
Yuan Cairui stood up straight and ordered, "Go and pull that person up for me—"
Fu Yuanzi was utterly stunned. She stood by the bed, looking around. Finally, she steeled herself and hid away before the palace maids approached.
Fu Yuanzi hurriedly rubbed his hands and bowed, "My dear lady, may you be blessed. Even Yuanzi can't handle Si Gong Ling, so who can handle her? Please forgive Yuanzi this time."
Beside the bed, a palace maid lifted Taishi Zheng's shoulders and lifted her onto the carpet in front of the bed. The sensation of being suddenly transported from heaven to earth made Zheng wake up in a daze.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked down at her smooth feet, then looked back at the messy bed, and gestured with her hands in disbelief, "Shouldn't I be there? How did I stand up?"
Fu Yuanzi was laughing secretly beside him.
But Yuan Cairui didn't give Zheng any chance to breathe. The wedding was imminent, and she immediately ordered everyone to act. "Come here, quickly help the young lady wash and dress. Don't delay the time and keep the groom waiting."
"Yes." The palace servants responded and came over and surrounded the man.
Taishi Zheng suddenly shuddered. How could this happen? It was as if she had returned to the days in Kunning Palace...
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The bride wakes up,
The groom had already gone out to the courtyard.
A gentleman with a clear mind and upright moral character, Cui Zhijun shuttled between corridors where red silk fluttered in the wind. His eyebrows and eyes were as clear as the autumn water in the Jinming Lake, and his straight back was not stained by a speck of dust.
He came to the banquet set by Cui Yu and picked up the prepared wine cup. This was the last thing Cui Zhijun had to do before welcoming the bride.
All I heard was the father's instructions to his son before he was about to drink: "Go and welcome your chancellor to carry on our family business. Encourage the commander to be respectful and be the heir to my late mother. If you do this, there will be order."
After receiving the instructions, the son replied, "I will. I am afraid I cannot bear it, so I dare not forget your order."
While these words should have conveyed care and encouragement from elders to their children, the stiff exchange between the father and son was merely a matter of following etiquette.
One-sided teachings cannot move people. Cui Zhiyun and Cui Yu looked at each other, as before, without saying anything.
"My son is gone." Cui Zhijun bowed and said goodbye.
Cui Yu nodded.
Until the suona started playing, the groom rode on a tall horse, the welcoming lady walked in front, and the flower-flowered lady followed behind.
The joy of welcoming the bride finally eased everyone's frown.
The joyous music played along the way, as they passed through the narrow and wide alleys. Whenever someone came to congratulate them loudly, Cui Zhijun would give them a good fortune. The congratulations continued, and everyone said: This young man must have married a beautiful girl.
After finally arriving outside the Taishi residence, the music was still going on, but it was blowing faster, as if urging the bride to get dressed quickly.
At that time, Yi Zi Shi and Qi Jia Mi,
And Xia Buyu, who had not shown up that day, followed the sound and went out of the door.
The three of them stood on the steps, jostling each other, just to be the first to catch a glimpse of Cui Zhijun.
"Which one is Cui Zhijun? Why can't I see clearly?" Qi Jiami wanted to join in the fun, stretching her neck forward. Yi Zishi couldn't help but look at her with disdain, "You have poor eyesight, but you still want to see? It's just that one—"
Qi Jia found guidance and fixed her gaze on Cui Zhijun. "Hey? You're right, even though I like dark-skinned girls, Cui Zhijun is really handsome!"
This time Yi Zishi did not refute, Cui Zhijun was indeed good-looking.
But Xia Buyu was unwilling to do so. He stood in front of the two of them on the lower step and said disdainfully, "Tsk, is that all? You're far inferior to me. If you ask me, Zheng should marry me. That way, after we get married, neither of us will have to worry about the other, and my father won't have to force me to marry those delicate and weak young ladies every day. Anyway, I have the Xia family under my wing, so Zheng can do whatever she wants."
"You?" Qi Jiami laughed.
"Xia Laowu, you are enough for your family, and you still want to marry Zheng? Besides, you have such a treacherous mind, so stay away from our Zheng."
"Yes, I have enough at home, so I can marry into the family!" Xia Buyu argued.
Yi Zishi and Qi Jiami were speechless. They just looked up and discussed it, and then pushed the people in front of them: Go -
Just at this moment, as the welcoming procession was about to approach the main gate, Xia Buyu stumbled and fell in front of Cui Zhijun. Cui Zhijun quickly reined in his horse, jumped down, and was about to help the person on the ground, "Sir, be careful."
Xia Buyu probably felt embarrassed, so he covered his face with his sleeves and turned around, staring fiercely at the people on the stairs. His eyes seemed to say: You two, wait for me. From now on, no one will be able to use the private rooms in Fengle Tower!
But Cui Zhijun didn't know what Xia Buyu meant by this. Why was there still someone sitting there? Could it be some weird custom?
He looked pleadingly at his wife's family members standing on the doorstep.
Qi Jiami's evil idea flashed through her mind, and she said, "Groom, don't you understand what Xia Laowu means? He is asking you for a lucky money..."
Ask for a good fortune,
This yamenei needs his reward!
After hearing this, Xia Buyu suddenly stood up, put his arms around Qi Jiami's neck and went back to the house, leaving Cui Zhijun standing there in a daze, holding half of the lucky money.
Yi Zishi hurried forward and ordered people to distribute colorful silk to the wedding procession, and tried to smooth things over for the two people. "Don't blame me, groom. Today is a festive day, so a little noise will make it lively. They are not usually like this. Come, come, don't delay. The bridegroom, come and ask for information - everything is ready on the bride's side."
The banisher stepped forward and spoke to the emperor, and Cui Zhiyun finally came to his senses and replied, "My son ordered Zhiyun to send someone to lead the army as it is the first dusk. I accept your order."
The banisher replied, "Taishi Zheng is a respectful man with a beard."
The voices of the conversation were carried into the front hall. Taishi Zheng was covered with a shawl, with gorgeous makeup on her face, and she was holding a golden fan to hide her shyness.
Her heart couldn't stop beating wildly after hearing the voice.
Xia Buyu looked at Zheng with a look of regret, "Zheng, she is indeed quite pretty. It's just that her fun nature has always overshadowed her beauty."
Qi Jiami was intoxicated by Zheng's beauty, but she couldn't help but retort, "Shut up, you don't even need me to tell you."
Then, Yi Zishi came in to report.
Taishi Zhengjiang and Yuan Cairui, who was working for the young lady, exchanged a glance, then both stood up and walked over to Taishi Zheng. With the kindness and care of elders, they gently admonished her...
"Be careful and respectful, and do not disobey orders day or night!" Taishi Zhengjiang straightened her phoenix crown.
"Be diligent and respectful, and do not disobey the palace duties day and night!" Yuan Cairui adjusted her shawl and tied a scarf for her.
Although Zheng's journey didn't seem to be full of success, and many people even left her, she never lacked love. Her heart was always filled with love.
She smiled and replied, "My daughter obeys."
"Go, girl."
There were no more sentimental exchanges, simply because Taishi Zhengjiang knew that Zheng was his daughter, no matter where she was. He smiled and waved, like bidding farewell to an old friend on a journey. Though he remained silent, Zheng knew that home was always here.
Tai Shi Zheng turned his head and walked forward boldly.
At that time, Jin Dianbu stood among the crowd at the door, putting the white jade necklace given to the incoming bride on her head and relaying Si Kou Jue's words, "This is a gift from the lady. The lady asked me to pass it on, so why should I just let it go? She hopes that the young lady will always smile and maintain her rare original heart. She hopes that she will continue to walk with her new husband."
After saying this, Jin Dianbu left the stage.
I didn't even have time to wait for Tai Shi Zheng to say thank you.
The passionate suona music was still playing. Tai Shi Zheng walked out of the door with the advice of his family and the blessings of his friends, leaving home and heading towards the future.
The man she was going to hold hands with was standing under the scorching sunlight. She looked at his face through the thin fan.
Cui Zhijun was very polite and stretched out his arm to help her climb onto the eaves, but Taishi Zheng insisted on grabbing his hand and touched the palm that he had been longing for for a long time.
It is warm and soft.
Cui Zhijun looked up in surprise, but he didn't know whether Tai Shizheng had intentionally moved the fan, and he only saw a familiar profile reflected in his eyes.
This made Cui Zhijun even more surprised——
etc…
This is not that "lecherous woman"!
No, how could that be? I must be seeing things.
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