"That's true..." The two of them did not dare to talk nonsense now. Wang Xian sighed and said: "Actually, I just wanted to deal with them, saying that I could take Baoyin farewell back to Beijing and report to Emperor Ming to get married again.
This way he can also help his brother and sister escape without getting into trouble."
"That's great." The two asked, "Why can't you wait?"
"It's not that I can't wait, it's Mahamu." Wang Xian said helplessly: "He refuses to change and doesn't listen to me at all. He insists on getting married tomorrow. He says it's the custom. I can go back and have another one."
"It seems that this marriage is a must, sir." The two laughed and said, "If this is a sin, I'm afraid all men in the world will fight to suffer it."
"Shall we change?" Wang Xianbai glanced at the two of them and ordered Wu Weidao: "Tell Tuohuan that your highness will not wear their wedding robe. Either he will sew a Han family robe, or I will wear this one."
"Yes." Wu Wei got up and went out to deliver the message.
Compared with the helpless and wretched atmosphere in Wang Xian's tent, the atmosphere in Daliba's gorgeous sweat tent was pure sadness.
Baoyinqiqige sat there blankly, still wearing a veil on her head, not to cover her face, but just not to let others see her crying. Her brother Daliba on the side said ashamedly: "Sister, don't be sad, actually.
This is just a show, we won’t take it seriously, and neither will the Han people.”
"Some things don't mean you don't care if you don't take them seriously." Baoyin shook his head and said sadly: "I have been dreaming about my wedding since I was sensible. I hope there will be an unparalleled hero riding a snow-white divine horse.
, stepping on the flowers all over the ground, came outside my tent and sang the most beautiful love song..." As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, and he covered his mouth and couldn't help himself.
"Alas..." Dariba said angrily: "Brother promises that when you get married, he will definitely find you an unparalleled hero, let him ride a white horse, step on flowers, and sing the most beautiful love songs..."
"No need, the dream has been broken." Baoyin Qiqige shook her head and laughed miserably: "Lies are like snow lions near the fire, but they are so lifelike that they will dissipate soon. Then I will
I have become a joke on the grassland, what kind of hero would disdain me?"
"Alas..." Daliba knew that what his sister said was true. Soon the truth was revealed. People knew that the grandson married by the Mongolian princess was actually a fake. Why did they laugh at Baoyin? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel guilty.
He sighed and said, "It was my brother who harmed you."
"No, I did it voluntarily. For the sake of the survival of the Borzigit tribe, what does my sacrifice mean?" Baoyin lifted her veil, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, calmed down and said, "Take it.
bring it on
"What?"
"The antidote sent by that bastard." Baoyin Qiqi said.
"Sister, you'd better not use it first," Daliba frowned, "Returning to your original appearance will bring you more dangers."
"He doesn't have that ability yet," Baoyin snorted, her eyes blurred for a moment and said, "I'm just doing it for myself. This is a once-in-a-lifetime wedding. I can't wrong myself too much..." At the end of the sentence, her eyes became firm again,
His eyes sparkled like gems.
Da Liba had no choice but to hand the small medicine bottle that Wang Xian had sent to the maid Sana, and went out with a sigh.
Sana poured out the medicinal powder, mixed it with warm water, and mixed it into a basin of pink liquid. She couldn't help but feel a little worried, so she tried it on her face first and found no difference, then she took it over and dipped it in cotton cloth and wiped it carefully with Beji.
Then a magical scene happened. The stubborn khaki color faded away from the area that had been wiped, and her true color as white as jade was restored. Moreover, it was smoother and tenderer than before, as shiny and elastic as a baby.
After Baoyinqiqige's skin was completely restored to its original color, Sana was stunned. After a while, she remembered to get a mirror for Bieji, and said in tears: "Bieji looks even more beautiful than before."
Baoyin looked at the beauty with creamy skin and slender eyebrows in the mirror, and she felt a little as if she was from another world. After a while, she said quietly: "I'll give her a drink so that I won't be hurt forever."
"..." Sana was stunned, not knowing what Beji was talking about.
"Let me drink and have fun for now. Only in this way will I not be sad forever." Baoyin's voice was low, and her beautiful eyes were filled with moisture.
The next day was the day when His Highness Taisun of the Ming Dynasty married a Mongolian princess. Wang Xian and the others were not surprised. Mongolian weddings were much simpler than those in the Central Plains. But what surprised them was that Mongolian weddings had
This place is actually closer to the ancient rituals than the weddings of the Ming Dynasty... For example, their wedding was held at dusk, and the "Book of Rites" called the wedding a dusk ceremony, precisely because in the Spring and Autumn Period, the ceremony of marrying a wife was held at dusk.
.But after the Tang Dynasty, people in the Central Plains got married during the day. On the contrary, in the eyes of the Central Plains people, Yi Di still adhered to the ancient etiquette.
However, during the day, the camp was also full of joy and enthusiasm. The Wara people, who were good at singing and dancing, and loved the excitement, sang and danced around the tents of the bride and groom, accompanied by various musical instruments, just like a grand festival.
At dusk, Wang Xian came out of the tent. He was not wearing Mongolian dress, but a crimson gauze robe, a gold crown on his head, and a jade belt around his waist. He looked mighty, handsome, and noble. He insisted not to wear Mongolian dress.
, but Mahamu and his son were so worried that Tuohuan had an idea and found out the royal uniform that Emperor Yongle gave to Boluo and gave it to Wang Xian to wear. Although it was a county royal uniform that was two grades lower than Taisun's uniform.
Sex, but Wang Xian finally reluctantly accepted it.
As matchmakers and best men, Tuo Huan and Wu Wei, all dressed in costumes, surrounded him and came to Mahamu.
Mahamu did not wear the royal clothes given by the Ming Dynasty, but the traditional Zhisun clothes, and looked at Wang Xian with a smile. At this time, a maid brought a tray, Mahamu raised his wine glass, and Wang Xian had no choice but to
After raising one, the Mongolians began to sing a wedding song. Of course Wang Xian couldn't understand it, but fortunately, Tuohuan translated in a low voice:
"The wedding passed down by Genghis Khan is our happiest time. Let us sing to our heart's content on the vast grassland and be happy forever..."
'If I were really the great grandson of the Ming Dynasty, I would really feel humiliated.' Wang Xian secretly said: 'Unfortunately, I'm not, so I don't feel anything at all.' When the Wala man finished singing, he drank it all with a smile, and then stood in front of everyone.
Surrounded by people, he mounted his horse and circled around the camp first, and then went to the woman’s house...Wang Xian didn’t understand at the time. The woman’s yurt was obviously in the camp and it was just a matter of steps away, so why did she have to ride a horse?
Go around in a circle?
"It is our Mongolian tradition to welcome brides on horseback," Tuohuan explained with a wry smile: "If you ask them to walk, they won't know how to do it."
"That's it." Wang Xian nodded, understanding.
When I arrived at the end of the field, I saw that the yurt where the bride was staying was tightly closed. The young men and women from the Borzigit tribe formed a semicircle in front of the door, as if they were refusing to marry. The matchmaker had no choice but to step forward and said: "
Today is an auspicious day, and we are getting married according to the engagement contract."
However, the bride's family still blocked the door and asked questions loudly with Mongolian folk songs, and asked the groom to answer in singing. Both parties went back and forth and had a great time singing. Wang Xian, the groom, became a bystander. Waiting for the woman's question, the groom
Everyone answered fluently before opening the door to invite the groom and the wedding team in. From the beginning to the end, Wang Xian didn't know how the Tuhuan group would answer for him...
After the groom enters the house, he first worships Buddha and the God of Fire, and then presents gifts to the bride's parents and greets them. Baoyinqiqige's parents died early, and other relatives could not come for a while, so the only parent is Daliba.
. His nature today was not too high-spirited. He just said a few simple words of honor, then welcomed the guests as guests, made him a guest, and entertained them with rich whole-sheep wine.
The bride's clan members rushed to drink the groom's wine. Although Wang Xian had a hangover pill as a base, the result of the wheel battle was that he was dazed and his hands and feet were weak. At this time, the real trick began, and someone served a
The groom was served the cooked lamb neck and asked him to break it in the middle, saying he wanted to test whether the groom had the strength to hold the bride.
Wang Xian asked Tuohuan, is this also a custom? Tuohuan nodded and said that if you want to marry a bride, you have to pass this test.
Wang Xian secretly rolled his eyes, can I not get married? But in the middle of the play, he had to go on playing it no matter what, so he had to pick up the sheep's neck with both hands and break it hard. Who knows that after all his efforts, he was sweating profusely?
He didn't break it, which caused a burst of laughter in the yurt. The woman took the opportunity to mock the groom with spicy and mean words, but unfortunately... Wang Xian couldn't understand a word of it.
After exerting force for a while, he felt something was wrong. He turned the sheep's head over and over and groped around again. He actually found a red willow stick from the bone marrow of the sheep's neck. It suddenly dawned on him that no wonder he couldn't break it.
Well. When I went to break it, the neck of the sheep was easily broken... I couldn't help but sigh to myself, drinking was a waste of time. It was only now that I discovered the mechanism. It really shouldn't have happened.
He felt that it was too slow, but the Mongolian felt that it was too fast. Before he could give him a good ridicule, he replied to Riba's question: "Have you told him about the secrets here?" Of course he spoke in Mongolian.
.
Tuohuan shook his head and said, "I'm also waiting to see his jokes."
"Then he discovered it so quickly..." Daliba couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. This Han man is really smart. If he really wants to be Baoyin's husband, it would be good. He whispered: "Invite Farewell Ji."
Under the expectation of everyone, the maid helped the bride out, and everyone saw a beautiful woman with eyes floating in the sky, as beautiful as the water of Luo Shen. She was wearing a gorgeous Mongolian robe in pink with red edges, and a black waist.
The belt is knotted with apricot yellow tassels, embellished with a sparkling emerald, a jade bracelet on the wrist, and long riding boots on the feet. It is gorgeous and full of heroic spirit... More importantly, in the reflection of the red wedding robe
Next, her charming and exotic face was so white that it was no longer the strange color she had just a while ago...
There was silence in the yurt. Everyone was immersed in Baoyinqiqige's soul-stirring beauty. They felt like they were about to suffocate after having fun... Sure enough, the grandson of the Ming Dynasty got a big deal.