Chapter 42: Big Wedding (I)

Autumn in Kyoto is different from other places. The red leaves of the West Mountain are held by little girls in the street market and sold like flowers. The white weeds on Yongyaoji Lake to the south are also tied into bundles and sent to the homes of rich people to exorcise evil spirits. The cool autumn wind passes through the streets and alleys of Kyoto, drifting through the forest tips, brushing the smooth cheeks of ladies on the street, blowing away the steaming hot air in the restaurant, as if it wants to blow away all the dryness and darkness of the whole year.

Tianhe Avenue is the quietest, cleanest and beautiful street in Kyoto. There are government offices on both sides of the department. Today is the first day of the New Year, which is the first day of the tenth day. Officials have a rare day to relax, but they cannot completely relax, because today is the wedding day of Fan Xian, the eldest son of the Fan family. Whether they are officials of the Ministry of Revenue or not, they always have to go there.

This wedding was a sensation in Beijing. The Fan family of the husband was originally a big family in Beijing. Because of the relationship between Si Nanbo and Fan Jian, the royal family, has been very loyal in recent years. The Minister of Revenue has long been sick and left home. In about a year or two, Lord Fan will take the place.

The groom Fan Xian is a person who has been in Beijing recently. Not to mention the heroic moves of Niulan Street half a year ago, just talking about the post-spraying poems in the hall last month, he has pushed him to the top of the people's words. Fan Xian has been hiding at home since then, so everyone is curious about what this new fifth-rank Taixue Fengzheng looks like.

Of course, the woman was also very amazing. Although the bride returned to the Lin family at the beginning of the year, she was the daughter of the dignified prime minister. The prime minister was the leader of the Chinese court and the head of the Chinese and Chinese officials. What a great event is this? Although the prime minister's status in the court has not been as stable as before for some reasons recently, the officials are still willing to participate in this kind of marriage without any political danger.

The bride and groom are all illegitimate children, and this matter seems to have been collectively forgotten by the Kyoto people.

As for the senior officials who knew the true identity of the bride, they had secretly raised the specifications of the gifts by several levels, and had already sat in the Fan Mansion. They were just curious about what attitude the palace would show today?

Fan Xian was dressed up by five mothers like a puppet. He secretly swore in his heart that if he had to accept such torture in the future, he would definitely escape from marriage, or be a brave and unmarried person, and would rather make the ease of having an affair than the cumbersome marriage.

The wedding ceremony in Qingguo is usually held in the evening, but Fan Xian was dragged out of bed before dawn today. He took a shower and brushed his teeth. Anyway, he had the convenient plays he did in Danzhou. But then, an old lady started to use warm water to turn rouge, which scared Fan Xian so much that she quickly asked what she was going to do. It was not until this time that he realized that he had to put on makeup as a groom!

It was obvious that this matter had exceeded Fan Xian's tolerance limit, so he shook his head and refused. Even if Fan Jian came here to persuade and educate him in person, he did not convince him. The two sides had been in a stalemate for more than half an hour before Fan Xian won the victory. However, in this way, time became much more tense, so five women flocked to help him dress.

Fan Xian had long been used to the clothes of this world, but he still couldn't stand it today. There were three layers of insides with different names in the straight red dress, and the dress was covered with jade pendants, colorful ribbons, flower spikes, and bright colors hit the eyes.

Just putting on this dress, it took a lot of time to go, and Fan Xian was already stiff and unable to move. The only moving brain that could move really missed the miserable childhood with Uncle Wuzhu holding a wooden stick. From the corner of his eyes, he looked at Liu, who was sweating slightly in the room. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and wondered, is she really busy, or is she taking the opportunity to take revenge on herself?

Wearing a crown on the head, tied with jade tags, silver shoe buckles hurt her feet, and wrong gold collar hurts her neck. Fan Xian was pushed to the front hall by the women like a fool.

Fan Ruoru and Fan Sizhe were also dressed up happily today, especially Ruoru, whose face, which was a little bit deserted in the past, looked particularly energetic by the pink clothes. The siblings looked at their brother's pitiful appearance and covered their lips and smiled. Fan Sizhe made fun of it and said, "Where is a flower dumpling?"

Fan Xian was angry and took two steps forward. He didn't expect that there were too many adornments on his body, but he kept ringing. He laughed at himself: "Not the flower rice dumplings, it was obviously a big wind chime that was moving."

The most painful thing in this world is to spray the colored wind chimes and parade the streets. Fortunately, there is no need to ride a horse, but sit in a sedan chair. Otherwise, Fan Xian would cover his face and run back to Danzhou in shame. Finally, the wedding team arrived at the Lin Mansion. Lin Wan'er had moved back to the Lin family ten days in advance. She could not go to the royal palace to welcome the bride in front of the entire Kyoto.

A burst of firecrackers rang out, and Fan Xian was slightly lost in the sedan chair. He smelled the faint smell, and somehow remembered something from a long time ago. He shook his head, pulled his thoughts back, forcibly smiled on his already stiff face, and stood out of the sedan chair.

According to the rules, Fan Xian could not enter the house, and the prime minister could not go to the Fan Mansion today. With the sound of firecrackers and the sound of sheng and flutes, the gate of the Lin Mansion gradually opened. What came out was Yuan Hongdao, the leading figure in the Lin Mansion. This strategist had a red flower on his hat today, which was really a bit romantic.

"Young Master Fan." Yuan Hongdao greeted him with a smile on his face.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly in his heart, complaining that the other party had a great reputation as Yang Er, but he forced himself to say, "Mr. Yuan." The two of them had met several times in the prime minister's mansion in the past, and they were not unfamiliar with each other's identity.

Half of the veterans who specialize in receiving brides in Kyoto today were snatched by the Fan Mansion, so when the Lin Mansion opened, the mothers opened their mouths and spoke auspicious words there, which made Yuan Hongdao stunned. Everyone rushed to the door.

Then I encountered a truly powerful resistance.

As mentioned earlier, half of the wedding masters in Kyoto today were snatched by the Fan Mansion, and what about the other half? Naturally, they were snatched by the Lin Mansion, so they saw the two sides spitting everywhere, complimenting on the surface, but in the dark, they were blindly bragging themselves and belittled each other, and they sounded more like two local rich men in the village getting married, rather than the prime minister's daughter marrying Si Nanbodi's son.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly. He understood that this was just a custom of the country. Before taking the bride, the woman must have a fight in front of the mansion, saying that after the ceremony, she could quarrel all the fights of the newlyweds in the future.

Because it is a custom, it is rare to hurt the harmony because of this matter. However, the quarrel between the two parties is the highlight. Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind or the west wind overwhelms the east wind. After all, although the woman gets married after marriage, her family members should show their strength in advance to ensure the woman's status in the complex backyard life in the future. In short, among the two families who get married, the first thing they have to do is to rely on the women who speak to compete for the best.

Fan Xian stood dizzy, not knowing how long it took to quarrel, but finally found that the noise in his ears became less. He was overjoyed, opened his eyes and shouted, "Is it done?"

After a moment of embarrassment and quiet, someone whispered: "Young Master Fan, it's still early."

The Lin Mansion clerk found the talk and said with a smile: "It seems that the son-in-law is anxious, so that's right, our lady..." He scolded the girl in his hometown again.

I don’t know how long it took, Yuan Hongdao found that Fan Xian’s face was a little pale, and squeezed over and asked in a low voice: “Young Master Fan, be patient. Beijing is not as good as Danzhou, and there are indeed more rules.”

Fan Xian said happily, "I'm not in a hurry." He said to himself in his heart that I have been enduring it for more than 30 years, of course I'm not in a hurry. After a while, this very vulgar ceremony finally ended. After a burst of rituals and music, the gate of the Lin Mansion opened for the second time. Under the two happy women's greetings, the bride's lady Lin family finally came out.

Fan Xian's eyes lit up. Today, Wan'er was wearing a bright red dress with wide sleeves and her pair of clothes, with endless joy in her beauty, but the red scarf on her head covered the pearl crown on her head and the face she had never forgotten.

The Kyoto people who were separated from the outside watched the fun suddenly lit up and shouted before Fan Xian. Some young people even shouted that the bride would lift the red cloth above their heads, so that everyone could see if the bride was beautiful or not.

If these young people talked like this, not to mention that the Lin family would beat them into a mess, but to say that the members of the Qi Nian group who had been scattered in the crowd today and were watching everything secretly would definitely lock these little bastards who were humiliating their future mistress to the Supervisory Office until they died of old age.

But today is a happy day. The emperor must have fun with the world when marrying his wife. Lin and Fan's mansions cannot be avoided, so it is difficult to destroy this atmosphere. But Fan Xian was a little unhappy and looked at those people indifferently. The people under his subordinates understood it. Suddenly, a few inaudible chucks sounded in the crowd. It was probably the young people who were most interested had their feet.

After another routine procedure was over, Lin Wan'er, who was full of red, moved her steps lightly and got into the wedding sedan chair in front of her head.

During the whole process, Fan Xian was unable to say a word to her, and he met a look and slid across his fingertips.

The guests returned to the Fan Mansion, and the ceremony and music were heard and it was very lively.

The bride was first greeted to the inner room for a while, and the groom stood in front of the main hall to welcome the guests. Fan Xian smiled and spoke to the people he knew or not, while whispering to the people around him: "When will you worship the heaven and earth?"

"It's still early, the young master, the same prison, the same seat, the same equipment, and the same..."
Chapter completed!