"Third brother, I remember that our Zhang family's old house in Pucheng was originally worth one hundred and fifty guan."
Zhang Yue said: "That's the price."
Zhang Shi said with emotion: "Now we have bought a house in Bianjing, and it is worth 3,850 yuan. This has increased many times, but I still like my old house."
Zhang Yue smiled, but it was difficult for him to understand Zhang Shi's mood.
I studied in a small town, then went to university in the provincial capital, and finally worked in the provincial capital. What I wanted most was to buy my own house in the provincial capital.
Now he finally has his own home.
Brother Zhang Yue and Zhang Shi looked at the front door of their home and had a different emotion.
But it is undeniable that no matter how the mood has changed from the cramped and low-rise building to the tall and gated compound of today, now they are full of contentment in their hearts. They finally have a place to stay in Bianjing.
Now under the bright sky, my yard and alleys are quiet. In a few hours, the place will be busy with traffic and crowded with greeting guests.
Zhang Yue took a deep breath in the morning light and felt his heart beating very fast. He couldn't tell whether it was anxiety or excitement when he calmed down.
The Wu Mansion was busy before dawn that day. Mrs. Wu and the fifteenth mother came to the Wu Mansion early in the morning. As for Wu Anshi, Wu Anchi's brother and sister-in-law all helped to clean up the house.
Wu Anshi and Wu Anchi took charge of foreign affairs, preparing to receive guests, tidying up and decorating, sweeping the house inside and outside, etc.
The Seventeenth Mother got up before the fourth watch, boiled some soup in the kitchen, took a bath first, and then a blessed woman gave the Seventeenth Mother a facial.
The Quanfu woman first applied fragrant powder on Seventeenth Niang's face, then used a red cotton thread to twist her face back and forth, and finally pulled up Seventeenth Niang's hair and combed it into a bun.
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It was just dawn at this time, and the Seventeenth Mother was sitting by the mirror, being helped by her sisters, sisters-in-law, and the maids in the room to lay her hair on her temples, add makeup, paint on her lips and eyebrows, and put on hairpins and clothes.
There were more than a dozen women busy in the room.
At this time, several ladies from the palace who were friends with Li Taijun came to the bridal chamber to meet the Seventeenth Mother.
A lady named Gaoming said with a smile: "You five girls of the Wu family are all good fortune-tellers. The first four sisters have all married into the prime minister's family, and one of them will marry the prime minister in the future."
Everyone laughed when they heard what the fateful woman said.
No one would find it auspicious to say too little on the wedding day, but they are afraid of not saying much. This is a lively and joyful atmosphere.
Seventeenth Mother was also smiling beside her, but she smiled and shed tears for some unknown reason.
Everyone is accustomed to it. On the day of a woman's wedding, she is attached to her family and it is necessary to shed tears. Everyone continued to chat.
But Seventeenth Mother burst into tears. Madam Wu saw that Seventeenth Mother was not crying properly, so she wiped her tears and asked, "What's wrong?"
Seventeenth Mother choked and said: "I think of the people in the nunnery..."
Lady Wu sighed in her heart, knowing that Seventeenth Mother was sad that her biological mother could not see her get married with her own eyes.
Mrs. Wu said: "I'll go and see you later. Today is your big day, so don't talk about this."
After finishing speaking, Mrs. Wu called out: "Bring some red dates and longans."
Mrs. Wu put these into Seventeenth Niang's hand and said: "Eat some when you get on the sedan. You have to go all day without eating or drinking."
The seventeenth mother held it in both hands.
Mrs. Wu said to Seventeenth Niang again: "Be your bride well. If the husband of the Zhang family treats you badly, just tell me that your brother-in-law and I will not divorce him."
The Seventeenth Mother said: "Before I got married, I was no better than after I got married. My sister can vent my anger for a while, but my happiness in this life still lies with him. If the power is really useful, the daughter of the official family will not be divorced."
Mrs. Wu sighed and said, "This is the fate of our women."
The Seventeenth Mother had stopped crying at this moment and held a red date in her mouth.
Everyone in the room was chatting and laughing, but for a moment there was another commotion outside the room. People from the eldest room of the Wu family (Wu Yu) also came over, and it became even more lively for a while.
At this time Wu Chong and Li Taijun arrived.
The Seventeenth Niang, fully dressed, went out.
Wu Chong looked at his daughter and said, "Please go and pay homage to your family and ancestors. May your marriage be harmonious and smooth. In addition, since you are married, you will become a member of the Zhang family in the future. Please be filial to your brothers and sisters-in-law there and be respectful to them."
Husband, please don’t miss me at home.”
The seventeenth mother leaned back with tears in her eyes and said, "My daughter knows this, please take care of her parents."
When the time came, Zhang Yue and his entourage set off to the Wu Mansion to welcome the bride, while Guo Lin, Zhang Shi, and Zhang Qiu stayed at the manor to receive the guests.
In front of him is the emperor's ceremonial guard, marching forward in a mighty manner. Cao Yan, the uncle of the state, is only an alley away from Zhang Yue. As a relative, it is inconvenient for him to attend the wedding of a civil servant, but he still raises several horses at home.
The tall horse was lent to Zhang Yue.
Zhang Yue was riding a big white horse without any stray hairs. He was dressed in the official uniform of the bridegroom and was particularly energetic. Zhang Gong led the horse for him in front of the horse.
Following Zhang Yue were the etiquette instructor and the matchmaker, Mrs. Zhuang.
Behind him are Huang Haoyi, Fan Zuyu, Wang Anli, Zeng Zhao, Xu Jiang, etc. They are all groomsmen, holding vases, candles, incense balls, salas for washing, makeup, photo booths, skirt boxes, clothes boxes, and hundreds of knots.
, umbrellas, chairs and other items.
There were also officials from the Street Department on the left and right. Since the marriage was granted by the emperor, the officials from the Street Department were also very considerate and sent soldiers holding water jars to sprinkle water on the roadside to prevent dust from flying by.
Afterwards, the music officials played music, and more than thirty singers in red and purple clothes were mixed in the procession. This is also the custom of Bianjing's wedding, because it is inconvenient for men and women to mix together at the wedding, and bringing singers can hide the public's eyes.
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The crowd gathered around the groom and the sedan chair as they headed to Jinliang Bridge.
Along the way, everyone was paying attention. Everyone knew that the number one scholar was getting married today, so they went to welcome him.
The people stayed on the side of the road, and some people followed the procession to watch the excitement.
Soon Zhang Yue and his entourage arrived and stopped in front of the Wu Mansion, but saw that the door was closed.
While the musicians continued to play Sheng songs, Huang Haoyi, who was holding a coat box in his hand, muttered: "I heard that people in Bianjing will give the groom a slap in the face when they get married?"
"What's the show of force?" Fan Zuyu, who was holding a vase at the side, asked.
Huang Haoyi gestured towards the gate of Wu Mansion with his mouth and said: "You see, this can be said to be a closed door."
Fan Zuyu said: "How can this be a good thing?"
Huang Haoyi said: "It's easy. Just compose a poem to encourage makeup, or order the musicians to play music to encourage makeup, or give them more colorful forgings or door seals."
"What if you still don't open the door?" Fan Zuyu asked.
Huang Haoyi said: "I don't know. If that's the case, with the many years of friendship between you and Du, I'm afraid I'll have to kneel in front of the door and beg on Duzhi's behalf."
Fan Zuyu couldn't help but pale when he heard this.
Seeing that there was no movement in the Wu Mansion,
The gentleman next to Zhang Yue motioned for the drummer to stop, but he shouted loudly: "The beaded curtains are hung with jade hooks, and the carriages and horses are arriving at the door. There will be lots of bonuses and bonuses, and wealth and splendor will last for a hundred years."
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But as soon as he finished speaking, the gates of Wu Mansion opened.
