February 20th, the 31st year of Hongwu Period, is a good day in the lunar calendar, and it is a good time to get married.
God is very helpful. Although winter has not passed yet, the weather is sunny and sunny. Even the gentle breeze is no longer harsh, and it is quite warm like a spring day. Bai Juyi has a poem that is like a vernacular: "The bright winter sunshine is so lovely. I sit down to face the sun, holding the quilt and still taking off my belt. The little slave beats my feet, the little maid scratches my back, asking myself who I am, Hu Ran Peace and peace alone? Peace and peace are good. Let me discuss the outline with you. My heart is not settled yet, and hunger and cold are forced from outside. My heart is not settled yet, and thoughts and worries are burning inside. I am so lucky today. Things and my heart are harmonious, inside and outside and in the middle. "It's clear and unobstructed. So in the sun, I tell you how comfortable you are", a long vernacular, talking about the freedom of basking in the sun in winter. However, this leisurely and comfortable state of mind is far inferior to the self-satisfied and comfortable mood of Zhu Yunwen who got his wish today.
The East Palace in the imperial city was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, in red and green, and with big red "hi" characters on them, it was full of joy. Originally, it was not a big deal for a talented person to enter the palace. Because the emperor liked it and valued it, it was made into a joyous feast, which was much more grand and grand than when Zhu Yunwen married Ma Shuyi.
Concubine Sun came with all the concubines and concubines in the palace, Princess Ningguo came with her sisters and other princesses, and Mrs. Duke Wei came with all the royal wives. . Crown Princess Lu was busy receiving ladies from all walks of life, and she was too busy trotting along. The concubine Lu Shuyi stood tall and commanded the maids, eunuchs and guards up and down the palace. They had to welcome and escort her, and take care of food and drink. There were so many things to do.
Ma Shuyi specially tidied up the "Luoxia Palace", a huge courtyard in the East Palace, as Li Cairen's residence. This palace is located in the southeast corner of Chunhe Palace, not far from Zhu Yunwen's daily office. A few bends of green bamboo cover a small pond, and a dozen large houses are leaning against the pond. At sunset, the sunset reflects on the water, and the waterbirds in the pond are either perching or playing, just like the setting sun and the solitary owl flying together. Zhu Yunwen always liked this courtyard and often rested here after his official duties. At this time, he was satisfied with using it as his new residence. But even if it is a bamboo fence hut, as long as Princess Yining is inside, he will probably be just as happy. Ma Shuyi supervised the cleaning and arranged the furniture. She worked quickly and slowly, and finally it was tidy up in more than ten days.
Zhu Yunwen put on bright red auspicious clothes early in the morning, his heart was in a state of excitement, guests came and went, and he greeted them with a smile, but he was distracted, and his heart was just expecting and waiting.
Duke Cao's government did a very thorough job this time. It started delivering dowries three days ago. Every day, more than a dozen large trucks arrive from morning to night. However, they are also very careful. Most of the dowries are bulky, fancy and festive things: quilts, brocades, strips. A few vases, nothing expensive. Duke Cao Guo not only wanted to respect the order and handle it honorably, but also didn't want to reveal his wealth and be jealous of it, and he didn't want to make a mistake in violation of the prohibition, so he worked hard for this dowry. Today, Li Jinglong personally rode a tall horse and accompanied the sedan to see off the bride in person. He passed from Cao Guogong's residence through the busy city of Yingtian Mansion and the royal road of the imperial city, and passed by in a swaggering way, becoming a good brother.
Finally, the sound of firecrackers sounded, finally the sedan chair entered the door, and finally the newlyweds bowed their heads to heaven and earth. Zhu Yunwen looked at the bride's graceful figure longingly, wishing he could just follow her. However, he was pulled by the emperor to teach him a lesson. His mother shed tears and taught him a few words. Congratulators from all walks of life gathered around to drink and congratulate him, and the concubines, princesses, and elders congratulated him. Zhu Yunwen declined again and again, but finally drank a lot, and his steps were shaky. , a little drunk.
It was late at night, the wine was cold, the guests dispersed, and the entire East Palace gradually became quiet. The fragments of firecrackers all over the ground still retained the joy of the day. Supervisor Ma Shuyi led the housekeeper and maids to start cleaning up, while pushing Zhu Yunwen to the bridal chamber. Xiniang took Zhu Yunwen through many courtyards and arrived at Luoxia Palace.
Red lanterns were hung everywhere, red wedding candles were lit in rows and rows, and red brocade quilts were layered on the bed. Princess Yining in red auspicious clothes was sitting upright on the edge of the bed, with the hijab still tight on her head. Really covered. Zhien stood beside Lianhua and couldn't help being surprised when he saw Zhu Yunwen. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that he had seen him in Langya Temple in Chuzhou. He almost screamed and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands.
Zhu Yunwen's heart was filled with joy, and he realized that he had nothing more to ask for in his life at this point, so he said softly: "There are too many guests, so you have to wait for a long time."
The lotus flower remained silent and bowed its head in silence.
Zhu Yunwen took the wedding stick handed over by Xi Niang, stared at it, and gently lifted the hijab. Under the candlelight, Lotus's cheeks were as red as her cherry lips. She lowered her head shyly and covered her eyes with her long eyelashes. Zhu Yunwen was so happy that he dropped the wedding stick to the ground.
Xi Niang handed over two glasses of wine, but it is a custom in the Central Plains to give glasses of wine, but I wonder if Princess Yining understands? Sure enough, she raised her water-sharp eyes and looked at them in confusion. Zhu Yunwen felt pity in his heart, so he took the lead and signaled Xi Niang to help. Xiniang grabbed Lian Hua's arm and drank the wine as a good deed. Lianhua didn't drink alcohol, so she couldn't help but choked and coughed as soon as she drank the wine. Zhu Yunwen was both amused and sad at the same time, stretched out his arm and patted Lianhua's back gently.
Xi Niang realized what was going on, and along with all the maids and officials, she took Zhi En and left in a hurry, closing the door behind her. Zhien turned around three times at a time, only to be walked away surrounded by Xiniang's maids. When Lianhua saw the door closed, she stood up in panic, and finally sat down slowly again, lowering her head.
Zhu Yunwen sighed, sat down on the edge of the bed next to Lianhua, stretched out his arms and gently hugged Lianhua's shoulders, and called softly: "Yining!"
Lotus's neck was red, she lowered her head and said nothing. At that time, a woman's maiden name was a secret, and Zhu Yunwen did not know the name Lianhua at this time.
Zhu Yunwen stared at her, with infinite tenderness in his eyes, and said softly: "God has been so kind to me, Zhu Yunwen." Seeing Lianhua lowering her head and saying nothing, knowing that she was shy, he tightened his arms and continued softly: "From today on, I am I am your husband. I met you by chance at Langya Temple that day. How could you have thought of it?"
As soon as "husband" heard the word, Lianhua was stunned.
All women have imagined the future when they were young, guessed the future path of love, and pictured their future husband, right? From the age of six to sixteen, everyone around Lianhua, from her parents to relatives and friends, and even Lianhua herself, thought that person was Li Fangyuan. Although no one said it explicitly, it was just because it was so obvious and taken for granted. If it weren't for the Japanese pirates, if the father and brother hadn't rushed off to fight, maybe they would have gotten married and settled down in Seoul. . Thinking of her distant hometown, Lianhua felt sad.
Zhu Yunwen felt the slight trembling of the lotus, and stretched out his other arm distressedly, hugged the lotus, and asked softly: "Are you homesick?" Lianhua was a little surprised at his intelligence, and looked up at Zhu Yunwen. Zhu Yunwen was originally a very good-looking man with clear features and delicate eyes. Today he wore a bright red auspicious suit, which made his eyes look like bright stars, his wind and his god like jade. The most important thing is that there is infinite tenderness in the eyes, and the affection seems to melt the lotus.
Zhu Yunwen met Lianhua's gaze, hugged her arms tightly, and said softly: "This will be your home from now on. I will block all wind and rain and never let you suffer a little bit again." Zhu Yunwen felt this because the entire court had always thought that Princess Yining was imprisoned in Daning Mansion. Lianhua suffered a lot, but in fact, since arriving in Daningwei, it has been a rare happy time in her life.
Lotus was in a trance under Zhu Yunwen's glaring gaze. These days have been living like a dream, every day is extremely unreal. At this time, listening to these vows ringing softly in my ears, I felt misty. It seems like it was just yesterday, years ago, did anyone else say this? In the snow, under the sun, when the north wind blows? Will I never see that person again
Zhu Yunwen saw that she was in a daze and her eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty. He couldn't help but sigh and hugged her tightly with his arms.
The lotus lay passively in Zhu Yunzhen's arms, and there were waves of men's breath at the tip of her nose, but it was strange and fresh; even the red Jifu exuded cleanness and coldness. All this is so unfamiliar.
Lianhua recalled the smell of a man in her memory. At that time, in the flying sand and rocks, under the light of swords and shadows, the smell of that burly man was majestic and domineering, making people feel reassured and warm even in desperate situations. Will that taste never exist again? Lotus closed her eyes and a tear rolled down the corner of her eye.
Zhu Yunwen's heart was broken when he saw Lianhua crying. He hugged her tightly with his arms, rubbed her black hair, and called softly in his ear: "Madam!"
Lian Hua's whole body was shocked and she didn't dare to move.
Zhu Yunwen leaned down and gently kissed the corners of her eyes and cheeks with his soft lips. Slowly, he kissed away the tear stain, and softly, he kissed away the remaining half of the teardrop.
Lianhua's whole body was trembling. She didn't know whether it was shame, embarrassment or anger. She almost cried.
Zhu Yunwen put his cheek against Lianhua's face, caressed her back with his right hand, and called softly in her ear: "Madam!". Zhu Yunwen's mustache had already sprouted stubble at this time, and his fair face was covered with green from his chin to the bottom of his ears. It rubbed against Lotus's cheek, and there were actually scratches on the jade face that was broken by Lotus's blow. A series of red seals. Zhu Yunwen glanced at it and couldn't help but feel distressed. He gently stroked it with his slender middle finger. Finally he couldn't help but covered it with his lips and rubbed it gently.
He took a long breath and whispered in her ear: "You enemy, how many days have I thought about you and how much have I worried about you. When we met by chance in Langya Temple, I felt like we had seen each other before. It was indeed destiny!" Zhu Yunwen recalled. For so long, every time I think of Princess Yining’s worry, anxiety and care, and the surprise of our first meeting in the ancient temple, I smile and shake my head: “I have been waiting for you for more than a year, and you are my wife from today on, do you know? "
The lotus flower touched his warmth, felt his gentleness, and listened to his call, her mind gradually became clear: Yes, this person is her lifelong lover, her greatest support in this life, and more importantly, her mission to the Ming Dynasty.
"Mission!" Lianhua couldn't help but shudder.
As soon as my mind was clear, the past slowly emerged. I recalled the first time in Daning Wei when I heard Zhu Quan joking and said that his future husband was looking for him. Could it be that at that time, Zhu Yunwen had already started to care about him? Later, Sibaili rushed me to Beijing. Was it this husband's idea? He said that he missed and worried about himself and had been waiting for more than a year... Lianhua's stiff body gradually relaxed.
Zhu Yunwen didn't know why, so he just continued to confess softly: "Did you know? That day when Fatty Zhao came to the Ministry of Rites, he mentioned that you were in Chuzhou, so I guessed that it was you I met in Langya Temple. The next day, I was waiting for you in Fengtian Temple. so bitter".
How can it be? How could you possibly guess that? Is it really God's will? Or is it his sincerity? Lotus couldn't help but be confused.
"In the Fengtian Palace, you haven't looked at me and only chatted with the emperor's grandfather. I can take the opportunity to look at you as much as you can." Zhu Yunwen was immersed in happy memories: "These seventeen days, I always think about your appearance. Only then did I realize that I still can't get enough of you." As he spoke, he couldn't help but lean down and kiss Lianhua's cheek tenderly: "It's so easy to wait until today. From now on, when I see my wife, I can always take a good look at her."
Lian Hua listened to him speaking slowly, saying that the infatuated act was extremely ordinary, and couldn't help but feel moved in her heart; recalling her surprise when she saw the emperor's grandson in Fengtian Palace, he was smiling like a spring breeze. Yes, he was waiting for himself, and the waiting was very hard.
Lianhua slowly stretched out her arms, hugged Zhu Yunwen's body, rested her head gently on Zhu Yunwen's chest, and called in a low voice: "Yunlang!"
Zhu Yun was ecstatic when she heard Lunyin. He gently stroked her bun with his right hand and said softly: "Madam! Your husband will definitely give you a warm home." Lianhua buried her head in Zhu Yunwen's chest and hummed. After a while, he pulled Zhu Yunwen's clothes and said softly: "I still miss home."
Zhu Yunwen felt pain and pity. He hugged her hands tightly and kissed her shy eyebrows, pink cheeks and crimson lips again with her soft lips. Zhu Yunwen has been missing her for a long time, and now her passion is rising, and her lips are already hot; Lotus trembles all over, feeling the softness and heat at the corner of her mouth, and can't help but open her mouth slightly. Zhu Yunwen gently pried open Lotus's lips, sucked gently and slowly, and gradually began to conquer the city. Unknown to her, her left arm had already held Lotus's body. With a slight wave of her right hand, she pulled out her hairpin and threw it on the ground. The long green silk hair spread out, and the strands slowly drifted along with the tip of Zhu Yunwen's tongue. .
Zhu Yunwen has been married for seven years and is twenty-two years old. He is passionate but not impatient. He loves lotus very much and just wants to please her. It is the first time he has met her and he feels her clumsiness and shyness. Therefore, although the passion is unbearable, , still light and loving, infinitely slow and gentle. It took a long time for the bright red auspicious clothes to fall to the ground one by one, and the bright red wedding candles were extinguished one by one. Outside the window, the deep night sky is dotted with cold stars, and the mandarin ducks in the pond are sleeping with their necks crossed.
It's exactly this: In the quiet place of the wedding room with candles and candles, the silver pot turns slowly and leaks more; the old love is not over yet, and the overwhelming feelings are waiting for each other infatuatedly; in the fragrant tent, we cuddle up with each other, how can the slight cold invade our sleeves; beside the mandarin duck pillow, we are loving each other, and again The alliance in the mountains remains the same; after the first rain of begonias, the heavy curtains whisper of encounters.
After going through all kinds of hardships, Princess Yining finally got her wish, and Ming Media married the grandson of the Ming Emperor with great fanfare. Will Li Cairen have a happy future