Wearing a red satin robe, covered with crimson gauze, and with a coquettish little red flower on the temple hairpin.
Li Yunniang put the jade belt around Yang Lin, then walked around in front of him, stood on tiptoes and pursed her lips, looking at him carefully.
For a while, he straightened Yang Lin's robe, and for a while, he stretched out his hand to tidy up his hair.
Yang Lin said impatiently: "Okay, that's almost enough. You don't have to be blown away by the wind when you go out."
Yun Niang slapped him and said angrily: "Today is Da Lang's wedding day, why are you so impatient?"
Yang Lin flicked his sleeves, put them behind his back, laughed and went out.
Li Yuniang behind her looked at Yang Lin who was finally getting married, her eyes full of tenderness.
In just a few years, this young man who gave himself another life has slowly grown up.
Outside Zhaode Square, a brocade screen blocks the road, and the trees on both sides are wrapped in colorful satin, with brocade flowers hanging low.
Several hundred porters selected from the Long Live Camp, also wearing festive red robes, formed a team of four carrying gift boxes, and they all spread out two miles away.
Yang Lin had not originally planned to make such a big deal, but his subordinates refused to do it. This was a wedding to declare the relationship between the queen and the young master. It represented that his faction had a strong backer and that the relationship with the official family was further developed.
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When you climb to the top of power, a considerable force will naturally form around you, a group of people who can be driven. This force will inevitably expand with his power and influence.
Some of your actions and decisions will inevitably be affected by them. When this force reaches a certain level, even if you want to retreat, they will push you forward——
In Zheng Mansion, before dawn, Zheng Yunyao had already gotten up early, and the maids and bridesmaids were as busy as butterflies wearing flowers around her.
Changing clothes and makeup, twisting faces and twisting hair, waiting for the procession to welcome the bride.
Empress Zheng sent someone to deliver the dowry for this wedding. The list alone took half an hour to read.
Others only thought of how generous the current queen was, but few knew that most of the dowry was sent in by Yang Lin, which was like a formality. In the end, the dowry would be returned to Zhaodefang anyway.
Zheng Shen felt dizzy and dazzled. They had never seen many things before.
There are rosewood and huanghuali furniture, as well as countless boxes of various kinds of silk and mink fur. Jewelry is packed in boxes, with at least six pieces of each kind. Boxes of gold and silver jewelry are also available near Bianliang.
Land title deed.
There are also countless precious medicinal materials such as ginseng, cordyceps, Ganoderma lucidum, deer antlers, rhinoceros horns, tiger bones, etc., as well as boxes of daily necessities.
Fortunately, he knew that there would be a betrothal gift coming later, otherwise, just going through the motions with Zheng Shen would make him hungry to death.
Zheng Yunyao didn't have so many thoughts. She had heard of Yang Lin's reputation, and she was very happy that she was getting married this time.
After all, marrying a top scholar, being such a high-ranking official, and having a lot of property was considered a good destination among the many in the Song Dynasty.
It's that Yang Shaozai. His reputation doesn't seem to be very good. I heard that he likes to beat people. Such a person shouldn't beat his wife. Zheng Yunyao looked at the bronze mirror, and a beautiful face gradually appeared. The skin was as white as snow, and the eyes were like
Hengbo, Qiong nose and cherry lips, green hair like a waterfall.
Zheng Yunyao gently clenched her fist, squinted her eyes and said to the beauty in the mirror with a smile: "Yao'er, you are so beautiful, he must be reluctant to hit you."
After saying that, I was a little embarrassed, covered my face and smiled shyly. At this time, the door was pushed open, and Mrs. Zheng came in with a few middle-aged women, smiling,
Among them was the nanny of the house. After listening to half of the story, they thought that Zheng Yunyao was worried about being bullied by outsiders when she married, so they smiled and said to her: "Second Miss, don't worry, your husband's family is so powerful that no one would dare to marry her."
I bullied you."
After Mrs. Zheng came in, she closed the door and went out without even sitting down. The remaining aunt smiled very strangely and took out a booklet from her arms.
Zheng Yunyao came up to take a look, and immediately blushed with embarrassment. Before she could speak, the aunt started to explain seriously.
Normally hearing a word is a huge taboo, but now this aunt opened her mouth and came. Zheng Yunyao was covering her face at first and blushing, but slowly her ten slender jade fingers, which were as green as white, slowly opened into cracks, black paint
Qi looked at the booklet with his eyes, as if a door to a new world had opened.
"Oh my God, if I do this again, won't I die?"
The ladies laughed together, touched her arm and said, "The more it hurts this time, the more your husband will pity you in the future."
The aunt taught Zheng Yunyao for a long time, and told her to hurry up and study, and then they left with their arms crossed and a smile, with a trace of melancholy and nostalgia in their laughter.
When the sky gradually broke, Zheng Yunyao was bathed and dressed up by a group of people. She put on a stuffy dress and had her hair covered with pearls. She was not allowed to wear any of her favorite small jewelry. They were all gold and silver jewelry, which dazzled the eyes.
By this time, Zheng Yunyao's usual quirkiness was gone. She was as nervous as a puppet on strings. She was being pushed and pushed around. Her hands were tightly clasped together. Her head was dizzy and her mind was blank.
No thinking ability at all.
In ancient times, weddings were held at dusk, and this is how weddings came about.
Of course Yang Lin was no exception this time. At dusk, the long queue to welcome the bride finally arrived.
There were indeed a lot of people coming to this wedding. Among the welcoming team were people from Mizhou Port and Chengdu Navy. Song Jiang couldn’t come himself but sent Hua Rong to come. Several business generals from the Western Army also came.
They all mounted their horses in person to join the procession of welcoming the bride.
The streets of Bianliang were swept clean and crowded with people. I don’t know how many people poured onto the streets, just waiting to watch this lively wedding.
The romantic figure Yang Shaozai has kept a low profile recently, making all the readers in Bianliang feel a little lonely.
There are no more fights, no more troubles, and no more celebrations. Bianliang City is just like Qingshui. The excitement of the past few years has become a fucking memory.
In the teahouses and taverns, the jokes from a few years ago were still being told, about riding on horseback and beating court elders, seizing concubines in the street, kicking Wang Fu, and occupying magpie nests by doves.
The common people on the streets of Bianliang, the scholars in green shirts, and the ladies in red sleeves all hope that today's wedding will add some more conversation topics to the teahouse in Bianliang.
People of later generations, due to the increasingly impetuous society and mentality, would find it difficult to understand the people of Bianliang at this time.
Bianliang is the most advanced, prosperous and affluent capital city of its generation.
The civil society here is very mature. Anyone who is born in Bianliang has been used to the cleanest and most hygienic city, the most abundant enjoyment, and the most colorful entertainment since childhood.
For them, any celebration in Bianliang that can be shown to the outside world is worth spending no matter how much money they spend. This prosperity, this kind of development that completely crushes other civilizations, created this city that transcended the times, and also cultivated
A group of unique Bianliang people.
Yang Lin got on a tall horse, surrounded by cheers and crowds, and the large group of people set off with great fanfare. Behind them was a luxurious and ostentatious float, and several pure-colored horses were also hung with red silk.
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When I won the first prize, I didn't praise my horse properly, so this time I can make up for it.
The people along the way cheered loudly, and they didn't know why. Most of them just followed the crowd and shouted randomly. In fact, only the people upstairs and in the front row could see Yang Lin.
When he arrived at the gate of Zheng Mansion, Yang Lin dismounted and went through another etiquette. In the singing of Wang Chaoli, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, he completed the complicated etiquette of welcoming the bride step by step.
No matter how big your official position is, most men are still willing to abide by the rules in their father-in-law's family.
After he finished his work, Zheng Yunyao had been put on the float, and Yang Lin led the wedding team and hurried back to Zhaodefang to worship.
Outside Zhaodefang, several fast horses came galloping towards the outside. Several guards guarding the outside were shocked and said angrily: "Is there anyone who is blind enough to cause trouble today?"
Just as he was about to draw his sword, he was pushed back by Lu Wang beside him. He put down his telescope and said with a wry smile: "It's Brother Yan and Fourth Brother who are back."
When Yang Tong arrived in front of the mansion, he got off his horse and said breathlessly: "Lu Wang! Did you miss my son's wedding?"
"Fortunately, Shaozai hasn't come back yet. Brother, please go change clothes."
Yang Tong was overjoyed, turned around and punched Lu Taixuan, and said: "Whatever I say, I will definitely be able to come back. After listening to your words, hunting bears in Goryeo will mean that I missed Lin'er's wedding in vain."
Lu Taixuan couldn't breathe, so he held his knees and said, "I'm exhausted. Let's drink some water first."
Soon after a few people hurried into the mansion, the float came over and stopped at the entrance of Zhaodefang.
A crowd of officials, relatives and friends gathered around. Yang Lin dismounted and lifted the curtain of the float, taking the bride out. Everyone looked at her and there was a burst of noise in the crowd.
Although Zheng Yunyao was wearing a large shirt, when she bent down to get out of the car, the clothes fell down and the outline of her back was fully revealed. Her shoulders were sharp, her waist was curved inwards, her hips were raised, and her back was very graceful.
Yang Lin had known his wife's appearance for a long time, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she would conquer the country. He was not as excited as the men of this era who didn't know their daughter-in-law's appearance and took off their hijab to gamble.
He stretched out his hand to block the roof of the car, supported her slightly trembling little hand, raised the corners of his mouth, and led the bride to the door of the Yang Mansion.
Once you enter this door, you will be mine from now on.