The maid waiting at the door nodded in agreement, then turned around and walked towards the boudoir of the two men.
Not long after the meeting, I heard a clear voice shouting.
"The bride has arrived."
Then two brides wearing red clothes and red hijabs were invited directly into the house.
Seeing the arrival of his two daughters, Mr. Qiao's eyes couldn't help but be filled with tears. What do you want to do as a parent in your life?
He still hopes that his children can live a wonderful and comfortable life. Now that his two daughters are getting married soon, his mission is almost completed.
Yuan Shu walked to the side of Xiao Qiao. In fact, it was impossible not to be emotional. Thinking about it, these two brides were not inferior to Cai Wenji, but even slightly surpassed them in fame. Who in future generations would not know the wife of Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong?
Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, the wife of Mei Zhoulang and Zhou Yu, are now going to become his concubines. It has to be said that fate plays tricks on people and things in the world are unpredictable.
"Please ask the groom to carry the bride to the wedding sedan."
Now that everyone is here, there is nothing to hesitate. The matchmaker shouted loudly, and then Yuan Shu directly picked up Da Qiao and sent her to the sedan chair. After seeing off Da Qiao, he returned and brought Xiao Qiao as well.
Got on the sedan chair.
"The newlyweds get on the sedan chair, play music, and return to Yuan Mansion."
The noisy music resounded through the sky again, and the team that welcomed the bride made a big circle before returning to Yuan Shu's mansion.
There was also a grand banquet in Yuan Shu's mansion. As long as any of his civil and military men who were in Xindu were present, all the big families above Xindu also came forward, making the entire Prefectural Mufu's Mansion extremely lively.
The banquet lasted from afternoon to evening. During this period, Yuan Shu, as the protagonist of this wedding banquet, naturally had to be toasted, but Jushou followed Yuan Shu closely and helped him to hold back all the wine.
According to Ju Shou's intention, the purpose of marrying a concubine today is to allow Yuan Shu to work harder and gain more, and to spread the branches and leaves of the Yuan family as soon as possible. How can he work overtime at night if he is drunk?
So he wants to prevent this from happening.
In the evening, after the guests had dispersed, Yuan Shu walked lightly to the outside of the wedding room. He gently opened the door and entered inside. He saw two shy brides in red robes and hijab sitting on the huge wedding bed.
"But my husband is here?"
A crisp voice came from the mouth of the bride on the left.
"Just for my husband."
Yuan Shu's deep voice directly circled Er Qiao's ears.
"Husband, although my sister and I are not from well-known families, we are still well-educated and ladies. I have long heard that your husband is excellent in martial arts and martial arts. When we got married, he shocked the world with his song Magpie Bridge Immortal. I wonder if Mr. Tao Dao can do the same for me.
Give your sister a poem?"
Yuan Shu couldn't help but be startled when he heard Da Qiao's words, but after thinking about it, he suddenly realized that men may be compared with each other more than cars, houses, and horses, so what would a woman, especially a woman who is a man, compete with?
It is nothing more than a man's love for him. Since he gave Cai Wenji a poem called Magpie Bridge Immortal when he got married, now Xiao Qiao naturally wants to get a poem to express Yuan Shu's love for them.
"Does that mean that I can't stand up to Lai Shi? Are you just not going to follow me on Dongfang Road?"
Although he understood what Xiao Qiao meant, if they really wanted to threaten him with this, Yuan Shu would never let them spoil him.
"How is it possible? From today on, my sister and I are my husband's. Asking my husband for poems is just a little girl's mentality. Please don't be angry."
Xiao Qiao next to Da Qiao also spoke. His voice was different from Da Qiao's crispness, but it had a touch of softness.
"Haha, little girl mentality, okay, then I will fulfill your wish."
After hearing Xiao Qiao's words, Yuan Shu's frown relaxed. Everyone has a love for beauty. For these talented women, only poems and books can impress them the most. Who doesn't want their husband to be a suave man?
What about the literati?
But after all, it is not easy to think of a poem to suit the occasion, and Yuan Shu only has so much stock in his stomach. He has to think carefully and cannot lose his place in front of his woman.
After saying this, Yuan Shu fell into deep thought and began to open his head and think.
"Yes."
Yuan Shu also had a hint of inspiration in his mind when he looked at the beautiful pair of big and small Qiao.
Hearing Yuan Shu's words, Xiao Qiao's eyes clad in hijab shone brightly at the same time. They wanted to hear what kind of masterpiece their husbands could make in a short time. They hoped that they would not just perfunctory their own works, otherwise they would...
Too disappointed.
"Please also ask your husband to sing this song to our sisters."
Da Qiao's voice, as clear as an oriole's, once again surrounded Yuan Shu's ears.
"listen.
Changting Road, with its green poplars and fragrant grass, is an easy place for young people to go.
The lingering dream at the top of the building is the fifth clock, and the March rain is leaving melancholy at the bottom of the flower.
Being ruthless is not as painful as being sentimental, an inch is like thousands of strands.
When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless space for lovesickness.”
Yuan Shu's poem is "Spring in the Jade House" written by Yan Shu, a poet of the Song Dynasty.
"Spring Hatred", the first few sentences may be a bit unsatisfactory, but the beautiful ones behind it are absolutely famous through the ages, especially when the end of the world is endless, there is only endless love, and no matter how far the end of the world is, there will be an end.
That lovesickness has no end and will never stop, which fully expresses the taste of love.
"My husband's literary talents are indeed as people say, and Qiao Ying admires him very much."
"Qiao Qian also admires her very much."
Xiao Qiao was originally a well-educated and talented woman. She was a little disappointed when she heard the first two sentences of Yuan Shu, but the last two sentences made the two people's eyes bloom with a destructive light. It turns out that love and lovesickness are like this.
It seems that her husband is indeed a loving person, and they will not be at a loss based on this poem alone.
"Then, husband, you can lift your hijab now."
After hearing what the two said, Yuan Shu directly picked up the Yu Ruyi lying beside him, slowly came to the front of the two of them, and then gently lifted their headscarves with Yu Ruyi.
He had seen Qiao Yuanshu before, but when he lifted his hijab today, two beautiful faces appeared in front of him, and he was immediately stunned.
Compared with Cai Wenji and Linglong, the appearance of the big and small Qiaos is higher than that of Cai Wenji and Linglong. They are definitely at the peak of their appearance. Otherwise, Cao Cao would not have built the Bronze Sparrow Tower in the first place and wanted to kidnap Er Qiao from Jiangdong and hide it deep.
The elder sister Da Qiao is a kind of gentle and generous intellectual beauty, while Xiao Qiao is graceful with a hint of playfulness, and playful with a hint of cleverness. Although the two sisters have the same parents, they have their own merits, which makes Yuan Shu nostalgic.
Left and right, no stopping.
"Please husband, please have mercy on me."
"Please husband, please have mercy on me."
Xiao Qiao looked at Yuan Shu in front of her, who was also their husband, and couldn't help but lower her head shyly.
"Don't worry, I will definitely take pity on you."
Yuan Shu's fatigue in the past few days has been swept away, and Jiangdong and Qiao are still serving him together. Just think about the blessings of this group of people. It is so exciting that he feels a little dreamy.
