Chapter three hundred and thirty fifth welcome
Qian Yuan was self-aware. After confirming his time traveling through reality, his first reaction was that those poems that were familiar to me in memory should not be used randomly.
It is very fulfilling to show one's saints in front of others, but if someone asks them all about them... it would be embarrassing.
Therefore, Qian Yuan would rather make Xiaoqi a talented woman in Yongxu than let herself gain a reputation... So, now is the moment when Xu Wei shows off.
He is worthy of being a talented man all over the world. Xu Wei, who experienced a thousand miles of pursuit and a serious illness last year, is now thin and no longer obese. He spits out seven poems to urge makeup in a moment, winning applause.
But just urging makeup poems is not enough. Yang Wen brought a lot of silver ingots and gave enough benefits, and the door was opened... It was no different from later generations stuffing red envelopes into the cracks of the door.
Xiaoqi was wearing a big red face today, with a red veil covering his head. With Xiren and Qingwen's support, almost everyone outside couldn't help but take a step back.
Although she was only fifteen years old, Xiaoqi was almost 1.7 meters tall. With thick-soled shoes, she was taller than most of the people present. For example, Xian Yan and Sun Ying hid behind, and they had to raise their heads...
Another set of procedures was arranged. Xiaoqi entered the wedding sedan chair with hatred amid the instructions of his grandfather Xu Jie... Xu Fan did not get any chance to speak from beginning to end, but Ji took Xiaoqi to be quite intimate.
Before the people set off, the dowry had already started to be sent. Although the Xu family was a civil servant, Xu Jie was the second assistant to the cabinet, so he was quite generous in his actions. He had collected sixty-four dowry units, and ten pieces of soil and ten pieces of tiles were placed in front, which meant a hundred acres of fertile land and ten real estate.
Qian Zheng and his wife were only caring for entertaining guests. The outside was full of rituals and music, and firecrackers were constantly coming, and the horse was very busy. The horse manager was busy inside and out. They sent dowries to Suiyuan one by one and were placed in order, which was placed for the guests to see.
After the palace examination, Zhu Dashou brought his mother and biological mother to Beijing to support him. The two women were amazed. It was such a big deal. Just the row of exquisite mahogany furniture... Even in the south of the Yangtze River, there were not many families who could buy it.
Well, it’s not that Zhang was looking at Xiaoqi with such resentment. It was natural to buy a dowry for his daughter. He almost took out his old foundation. This set of mahogany furniture alone... not only cost a lot of money, but also gave a lot of favors.
"The Qian Mansion is really big." Zhu Dashou's mother whispered: "Suiyuan alone is bigger than ours."
Zhu Dashou's biological father died early and had no brothers and sisters. His mother had a good relationship with his biological mother. The latter laughed and said, "Huating Qian's family is so famous. It is said that the groom is still Tao Zhu Gong."
"It is said that it is still delicious... My son is picky now when he eats."
There were firecrackers outside, and the cheers of the children came, "The bride is here, the bride is here!"
The wedding sedan chair did not go directly to Suiyuan but to the main hall. Although the Qian family's big house and the second house had already separated, Qian Yuan's mother, Tan, did not go to Beijing, and the elders were only Qian Zheng and his wife.
Finally, it was time to worship the world. Qian Yuan and Xiao Qi held both ends of red silk, although they were separated by red heads, but when they looked at each other... at least the affection in Qian Yuan's eyes made the onlookers envious and jealous.
It’s not that I am envious of Xiaoqi finding such a rich husband, but that I am envious of Xiaoqi having such a husband... The Qian Mansion has sent food to the Xu Mansion for several months, and the good stories of Qian Yuan and Xiaoqi’s poems have long been spread all over the city.
The scholars in Suiyuan were also envious and jealous. Except for Sun Ying and Xian Yu, the rest of the people had already got married, or had been married once. Who wouldn't be blindly married by obedient orders by his parents? Who would have Qian Yuan's luck to choose a favorite person himself?
One of the two positions in the right position is empty, which is left for Qian Yuan’s mother, Tan. Lu was sitting slightly, and the other position is Qian Zheng. There is a jade plate on the table in the middle, with a red cloth as foundation, and a piece of jade Ruyi, which is as green as deep as water... Well, it can also be called Buqiu Ren.
After three prayers, they will naturally be sent to the new house. Of course, the bride has to stay in the new house, and Qian Yuan has to come out to entertain guests.
The new house was full of female relatives, all of whom came to see the bride. Qian Yuan smiled and picked up the ruler and gently lifted the red veil.
Everyone looked at the bride with a snow-white oval face, a slightly pointed chin, long eyebrows on her temples, her eyes were bright, and her eyes were like lacquer dots. She looked very smart. Although she was a little young, she was tall and had a bit of heroism.
This was the first time Lu saw Xiaoqi. He had a smile on his face and nodded in his heart. His appearance was worthy of Yuan'er, but he was not graceful enough... In other words, his face was not big enough.
Xi Po said another series of auspicious words. Several women smiled and sprinkled some meaningful dried fruits on the bed. Xiren and Qingwen stood up with Xiaoqi. Pan En's wife Liu is a rare family among Huating's fellow villagers, who are both parents and in-laws, and have both children. She poured two glasses of wine, "After drinking Heyi wine, we will be harmonious and beautiful in the future, and we will grow old until we grow old."
Next... some sharp-eyed women had a strange look. The bride had no problem and her movements were a bit awkward, but the groom... was very skilled!
I really can't blame me for this... After all, I was in the business world in my previous life and always had to play tricks.
After drinking the glass of wine, Qian Yuan had no time to say a few words to Xiaoqi and was rushed to the front to entertain the guests.
There are so many people coming today, that is, the Qian Mansion is big enough, and many gardens are separated. Qian Zheng's colleagues in the same year, Huating fellow villagers, and Qian Yuan's colleagues in the same year, all separated. Except for Sun Ying and Xu Wei, who volunteered to stop drinking for Qian Yuan, the others all dispersed to accompany the guests.
Well, it is actually mainly to distinguish between the two types of people. Yan Dang and Xu Dang and Xu Jie's disciples have come, and many of Qian Yuan and Yan Shifan have maintained a good relationship. Qian Yuan is really afraid that they will cause trouble after drinking... Especially today, the Suiyuan Liquor is equipped, which is easy to get drunk.
One yard and one yard, Qian Zheng's colleagues were all elders of the same year, and not many people came, but Qian Yuan's colleagues of the same year were more. In addition, there were Zhang Juzheng, Hu Zhengmeng, Dong Fen, and Tang Ruji who were in love.
The first yard of Xu Wei, the waste, collapsed before the end of the end. Sun Ying was really not strong enough, and the second yard was also sacrificed.
Qian Yuan had to take the scholars of Suiyuan one by one. After Zhu Dashou, Tao Dalin, Sun Jian and Xian Dui died one after another, Chen Younian and Wu Dui showed a lot and ended up with it.
“Just right.”
When the guests left, Qian Yuan looked proudly at Chen Younian who had lasted until the end. Wu Dui drank the sobering soup and went to bed. He was not drunk, and his friends were all drunk... This means that no one made a bridal chamber.
"Young Master, you're finally back, hurry up, smells of alcohol."
Xiangling quickly poured water, and Keqing took a piece of clothes and gave Qian Yuan a replacement.
After washing his face, Qian Yuan sat by the bed with a smile, "Are you hungry? Is there someone who has brought you food?"
"Not hungry." Xiao Qi saw that there were no outsiders in the new house, "It's finally over!"
What Xiaoqi said was not that Qian Yuan had finished entertaining the guests, but that the marriage was finally over and he finally escaped from the cage.
"Well, I'll be free in the future." Qian Yuan pulled Xiaoqi's big red wedding dress, "How many layers are you? Isn't it hot? Take it off?"
Xiaoqi rolled his eyes and blinked at the table, "Is it better for people who put on makeup? Is it in line with the rules?"
"Of course, it's in line with the rules." Xiangling rushed to say: "A lot of wives are adding makeup, and the princess of Prince Yu's mansion asks someone to add makeup, with a gold-shaped face."
"You're just talking too much!" Qian Yuan cursed with a smile: "I haven't gone out yet, I want to have needle holes!"
After all the four maids went out, Xiaoqi hesitated and asked in a low voice: "King Yu?"
Qian Yuan got up and closed the door, opened the window and looked at it, finally sat back to the bed, attached himself to Xiaoqi's ear and whispered: "It's the later Emperor Longqing."
"Oh...I don't know...Don't move, itchy...itting..."
"Call me and listen to me... Don't be afraid, I'm helping you with my husband. Can you help me with such a complicated marriage? "
"Gee, it's so itchy... Are you considered ****?"
Chapter completed!