Lin Zikui blew him like this for a while. Xiao Fu maintained the half-squatting and slightly bent posture, and his breathing became a little rapid.
In fact, he hadn't slept for two and a half days, but he suddenly couldn't sleep again.
Lin Zikui had never had his ears pulled before, so he thought it must be painful, but not that painful, so he reached out and rubbed his ears.
This rub almost made Xiao Fu faint. He held his breath and tilted his head slightly to look at him.
Lin Zikui was still talking: "Why did the teacher pull your ears so naturally? Have you been pulled by him often before?"
"Yeah..." Xiao Fu stared at him intently, his eyes darkening.
Lin Zikui also lowered his eyes, still clear and a little shy: "In the past, when I was in school, my classmates were often pulled by the ears and hit on the palms by the teacher because they did not study well and could not recite the Book of Songs. Is it because of this that you are also like this?"
"Yeah, so I got angry and refused to learn." Xiao Fu saw his shoulder right in front of him, so he simply rested his chin on it and stretched out his arms to hug him.
Lin Zikui's eyes widened, his hands fluttering in the air, his head tilted to make room for him to lean more comfortably: "I heard from the teacher that he felt he couldn't teach you, so he drove you away."
"How many bad things has he said about me?" Xiao Fu closed his eyes and wanted to sleep on him in this position. He pressed his body weight down a little, and he felt so heavy that Lin Zikui couldn't breathe. However, he didn't feel uncomfortable, he just felt his heart beating too fast.
"You only said a little bit, and you always stopped yourself from talking. So... I only know that you like to hang upside down on the tree and blow the bamboo leaves, and you don't practice calligraphy well. You use the calligraphy copybook to fold paper, but you don't fold the paper well, and your blowing is not pleasant to listen to." To Lin Zikui, this was not considered a bad word. On the contrary, Xiao Zhaoling became even more adorable in his heart.
Xiao Fu's voice gradually faded away, and he said with a smile: "This is not enough, after hearing so many bad things, you still like me?"
Lin Zikui said "hmm" in a voice that could only be heard by ears.
"Say it louder, say you like me, you miss me."
Lin Zikui's ears were red as he slowly said, "If I could change my heart to yours, I would know how deeply I miss you."
Xiao Fu sighed, buried his face in his neck and rubbed it. When his stubble rubbed against it, Lin Zikui froze for a moment, and listened to his tired voice saying: "Scholar, I rode a horse for two and a half days to get here, and you still read poems to me, why don't you carry me to bed?"
"Ah?...Oh." Lin Zikui did as he was told. Although it was the wedding room, it was okay to let the bride sleep in it in advance. He helped Xiao Fu to the bed covered with a red wedding quilt. Xiao Fu quickly kicked off his shoes and held Lin Zikui's hand to prevent him from leaving.
"Lin Lang."
Lin Zikui sat by the bed and covered him with a blanket: "I'm here."
"You will know once you have won my heart. You will know how much I love you," Xiao Fu said in a low voice with his eyes closed, covered with the wedding quilt, "The dowry is still behind. By the way, tomorrow is your birthday. I remember it. I am afraid that I will be late and cannot celebrate your birthday. You will blame me."
Lin Zikui listened for a while before speaking: "I blame you. I blame you for working so hard for your birthday and not getting any sleep. What if something happens on the way? There will be so many birthdays in the future."
"I know that Lin Lang is considerate of me and loves me. I want to accompany you on your eighteenth birthday, and your nineteenth, and your twenty, and even when you are seventy or eighty." Xiao Fu pulled his hand to his chest and covered it, and slowly fell asleep. Lin Zikui sat there, looking down at the dusty Zhao Ling. He was soft-hearted, especially when facing Xiao Zhaoling. Even the dirty stubble on his face that he forgot to shave seemed less annoying.
But still a little bit.
Lin Zikui couldn't think about it.
The next morning, Xiao Fu got up and found Lin Zikui was not in the bridal chamber. Xiao Fu pushed open the door and took a look. Sure enough, he was in the side room, sleeping with the servant.
Because of the heat, the master and servant slept back to back, but Xiao Fu couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Mo Liu out of the bed.
"Miss Xiao?" He woke up in shock.
Xiao Fu: "Mo Liu, how can you protect your master when you are so short and thin? Go, let Jin Zun practice martial arts with you."
"Ah? I don't practice martial arts. I'm just a book boy."
"No, you have to practice."
"No, I don't. Oh, yes, it's my son's birthday, I want to cook longevity noodles for him!"
"Okay, go cook the noodles." As long as I'm not in bed.
It rained in spring last night, and the peach blossoms scattered across the courtyard. Xiao Fu found a broom to sweep the flowers. Xue Xiang saw him working amid the sound of birds singing through the window. He took off his hibiscus, wiped it, and put it back on.
——It is absolutely true. Xiao Fu, who was sent to his place by the Duke of Changguo but failed to be reformed, is sweeping the floor, watering the flowers and wiping the table here at Lin Zikui's place.
Lin Zikui got up, and Xiao Fu went to fetch him some water for washing.
Xiao Fu said he wanted to take a walk around Fengtai County. Lin Zikui, who was eating longevity noodles, agreed, but said, "You are the bride, and you are wearing men's clothes, otherwise..."
Lin Zikui wanted him to wear a veil to cover it up, as he didn't like people talking about Zhao Ling behind his back.
Xiao Fu nodded and interrupted: "Okay, I'll go change my skirt."
Xue Xiang took off his brow, wiped it, and put it back on.
Xiao Fu put on her skirt, but her hair was still tied up in a bun. Lin Zikui looked up and saw it. Xiao Fu said, "Jinzun and the others don't know how to put their hair into a bun, and neither do I."
"I know a little bit. Let me do it." Lin Zikui asked him to sit down, went into the house and took out the hairpin and comb he had bought earlier, and gently combed and tied his hair. His hair was smooth and jet-black, and it slid back and forth in his hands.
Xiao Fu was very curious and looked up at him: "How do you know this?"
Lin Zikui stretched out his hand and pushed his head down: "Lower your head. When I was young, I often watched my father comb my mother's hair. After watching it once or twice, I learned it."
The Lin family was not a poor family, but they could not afford maids and servants, so the parents did everything themselves. When Lin Zikui first fell in love a few years ago, he thought of the second daughter of the Xiao family and often imagined the scene of him studying in the future while the second daughter knitted clothes beside him.
It seems that this is no longer possible, as Xiao Zhaoling doesn't know how to weave clothes.
He looked like he could kick a loom to pieces.
Xiao Fu raised his head again: "I see there are mountains above, let's go to the mountains to enjoy the spring."
"Okay." Lin Zikui nodded his head back and put his hair up, "I'll go down and call the teacher later."
Xiao Fu looked up: "Wait, why did you call him? Can he still climb the mountain?"
Lin Zikui was very patient and poked him on the head: "Lower your head. Of course you have to shout, that's the teacher."
Xiao Fu: "He can't go. If you take him, I won't comb my hair!"
Lin Zikui: "You have to comb your hair. It doesn't look good if you comb your hair halfway."
Xiao Fu: "Then don't take him. I'll tell him." Xiao Fu shouted, "Prime Minister, just lie down at home!"
Old Xue was so angry that his beard was crooked, and he also shouted: "I won't go, I can't walk!"
Xiao Fu was not uncomfortable wearing women's clothes. When he met Lin Zikui's old neighbor when he went out, he would take the initiative to say, "I am the daughter-in-law of the Lin family."
An old lady looked up at him, stunned: "Uh, uh, this... is such a pretty young wife."
Xiao Fu held the handkerchief and said, "Auntie, you are joking. Remember to come and drink at Lin Lang and I's wedding."
After Xiao Fu and Lin Zikui left, one could still hear discussions.
"She's really good-looking, but she looks very tall and thick. She's blessed and must be able to have children easily."
Lin Zikui explained embarrassedly: "Zhao Ling, they don't have any bad intentions when they talk like this."
"I know that your neighbors are not bad people. This place is small, and there is a genius like you. Who else would they care about if not you? By the way, is your ancestral grave also on this mountain?"
"Yes, I will take you to see my parents. They are buried together in the same tomb. Living together, sleeping together, dying together."
In the small Fengtai County, within a few days, everyone knew that Mr. Lin was going to get married.
The lady is from Yunnan, and she has a very beautiful face.
Many people came to see it, but no one saw the daughter-in-law.
Before the wedding, Lin Zikui had a lot of things to do, such as writing invitations and inviting actors and actresses. He could not handle so many things by himself, and he did not understand many of the rules of marriage. Fortunately, Prime Minister Xue called a dozen maids and old women from his hometown to help.
On the fifteenth day, just after dawn, the maid of Xue's mansion prepared the bride's face, which meant shaving the hair on her face. Not only that, she also shaved her leg and armpit hair. The maid said, "Miss, can you take off your clothes? I will shave you."
Xiao Fu thought for a moment and asked her, "How do you shave other people's hair? Teach me. I'll do it myself."
The maid waited for a while and came in to put makeup on him. The more she put on makeup, the more she felt something was wrong. Why did the bride look so much like a man? She was beautiful, but...
This isn't right. Could it be that Mr. Lin has been cheated?
The old woman found Xiao Fu very familiar, as if he was someone who had studied at the Xue Mansion more than ten years ago, and seemed to be... the son of the Duke of Changguo.
Because the young master was so handsome, the old woman still remembers him.
I thought to myself, "Another surname of Xiao, could she be the daughter of the Duke of Changguo's Mansion? She is indeed the daughter of the Princess of the Prince of Yunnan's Mansion, she is really tall and mighty, a woman who is as good as a man."
Xiao Fu had never put on makeup before. When he looked in the bronze mirror, he saw that his face was too white, so he reached out and wiped it off a little: "It doesn't need to be so thick."
Maid: "Miss, would you like to apply some lip balm?"
Xiao Fu glanced at the bright red rouge petals and nodded: "Just a little."
The lanterns were bright red and the sky was approaching sunset. Xiao Fu put on the bridal veil, bent down and sat in the wedding sedan.
The four sedan bearers felt their shoulders sink and they all thought at the same time: This bride is so damn heavy.
The bride was still anxious. She stretched out her slender fingers from her yellow sleeves, lifted the curtain and urged: "Go, go quickly."
The sedan bearer heard the bride's "rough voice" and said with a smile, "Don't worry, bride. We have to walk ten miles."
"Walk faster." The bride took out a few golden beans and stuffed them in. "These are for you. Call four more people to carry me. I'm heavy and you walk slowly. Hurry up and don't make my husband wait anxiously."
I have been doing this job as a sedan bearer for many years and have carried so many brides, but this is the first time I have seen someone so impatient.
It was almost dark, and when the time of Shen arrived, the wedding sedan was set off.
Lin Zikui was pacing in front of the Lin Mansion which had just been renovated. It was just getting dark and the house was already crowded with guests and onlookers.
It is a custom to meet the groom in the morning and walk together in the evening, and to worship in the hall at the hour of You. After the bride enters the house and drinks the wedding wine, she can enter the bridal chamber as soon as it gets dark.
The sound of gongs and drums gradually approached. Lin Zikui was wearing a bright red robe with dragon and phoenix patterns on the sleeves and shoulders, a black gauze hat with long wings, and a golden flower on each side of the hat. He was dressed elegantly like a top scholar in the imperial examination. He paced back and forth anxiously, looking at the end of the street, and called softly: "My wife..."
Xue Xiang put his hands in his sleeves, still thinking, Xiao Fu wouldn't really marry into the Lin family wearing a woman's wedding dress, no way, no way...
When the real wedding sedan landed, the maid helped Xiao Fu get down from the sedan. Although she was covered with a red veil, one could tell it was Xiao Fu just by looking at her figure. The action of lifting her skirt and stepping over the saddle was something that most brides could not do.
Xue Xiang covered his eyes, his cheeks twitching: "What kind of thing is this? It's ridiculous, extremely ridiculous. What's even more ridiculous is that I have to preside over it myself."
The bride entered the right side of the wedding hall, and the bridesmaid put the red ribbons into the hands of the two of them, connected the bride and groom with a red silk thread, and shouted loudly: "The auspicious time is coming soon, perform the temple ceremony, and play music!"
Amid the crackling of firecrackers and festive music, Lin Zikui held Qianhong's hand, trembling slightly, and faced Xiao Zhaoling.
Through the red veil, Xiao Fu could only see Lin Zikui's boots.
The bridesmaid shouted, "The host of the incense offering, kneel before the incense table, all kneel, burn incense, burn incense twice, burn incense three times!"
He shouted again: "Knock, kowtow again, kowtow three times!"
The newlyweds all kneel down to pay homage to their parents, burn incense, and worship the tablets.
Three kneelings, nine kowtows, and six bows. This ritual is complicated. I have to kneel down and stand up again and again, and my knees are sore from the knocks.
Bride: "The couple bows to each other——"
The place was bustling with noise and guests. Lin Zikui looked at Xiao Fu with tears in his eyes. He bent down and bowed solemnly. The top of his hat and Xiao Zhaoling's phoenix coronet gently hit each other, making a tiny sound. Lin Zikui bent even lower and seemed to be able to hear his breathing.
The guests applauded loudly and cheered continuously.
"The ceremony is over, dismissal, and escort to the bridal chamber!"
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