"From now on, we will make a good relationship, and we will be a good couple. Since the red rope is tied, the white head will accompany each other. With one heart and one morality, it is suitable for the family. The alliance contains the mandarin duck spectrum. This contract is hereby made."
Gold characters on red paper, stamped with dragon seal.
At the beginning of the seventeenth year of Jingde, two marriage papers from the imperial palace were packaged in brocade boxes by the servants and sent to the Suiguo Gongfu and Fu Shangshu's residence respectively. The wedding date is the eighteenth of the next month, that is, after more than a month.
Fu Mansion, northwest corner, Haitang Xuan.
Although the name is Haitangxuan, there is no trace of Haitang, and several precious begonias have already been transplanted to other hospitals. On the contrary, there is a tree of cold plums, which has not yet been exhausted, and there are still flowers and branches that are proud of snow and frost. The small table below it is exquisite and lovely, lining the appearance of old plums, and it has a unique charm.
When the marriage certificate was delivered to him by turnover, Fu Mingzheng stood in front of the window and drew the scene of the courtyard in front of Xihui. He slowly put down his pen, took the marriage certificate with both hands, and opened it to look carefully. After a long time, he let out a faint sigh, and went home and said, "I know." There was no other words.
After the old slave who sent the things went, the maid Qian Lan, who was studying ink on the side, showed an indignant expression, and said angrily, "Is this how you recognize it?"
Fu Ming groaned: "If you don't recognize it, what can you do?"
It's not because he just resigned himself to fate like this. When his cousin told him about the marriage a few years ago, he was shocked, angry, and unwilling, but all his emotions and resistance were before the power of the monarchy and the father, and they were vulnerable. Perhaps, the only way to escape is to die. But he was still willing to choose to live, so he had to accept such a situation.
"Although it's not uncommon for a man to marry a man at that time, my lord—"
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the maid Lu Fei who came in with water: "You must not say this again in the future. The Holy One refers to marriage, what will happen to those who disobey? If we want to hurt the Lord, no matter what our hearts are, we will talk about it. Hurry up too!"
"Lu Fei is right." An old mother came out of the inner room, it was Mrs. Shen, Fu Ming's wet nurse.
Shen shi walked towards Fu Ming, and Fu Ming stepped forward to meet him. She took Fu Ming's hands and said slowly, "This is the end of the matter, there is no turning back, brother Ming, just look forward."
Fu Ming calmed down and nodded, "I understand."
But Shen shi's eyes were red, "Master and Madam left early, and it is my incompetence to entrust you to me before dying."
Fu Ming shook his head and said, "Don't say that. We all know what's going on in this mansion, let alone you. Even if my parents are still alive, what can I do?"
Shen shi forced a smile, "There is no way out of nowhere. Back then, when your grandfather was so difficult, he still managed to get through it. Only then did you have a master and you have a brother Ming. This manor is not an inseparable gold. Wo Yinwo, it might be a turning point for Brother Ming to go out from here. Let's think for the best, and we will be more comfortable in the future."
Fu Ming helped the nurse to sit down on the kang, while he sat on the tumbler in front of the kang, with his head on her knees, and replied softly: "I remember, thank you for your teaching. You should also think about it yourself. So, don't secretly bear this heart for me."
"You child is too sincere. If others treat you well, you will remember ten points." Shen shi brushed Fu Ming's hair with a smile, "I don't know if this temperament is good or not. Okay." After speaking, he fell into hesitation. After a long time, he said again: "Forget it, you should know, so you can't hide it from you. There is something I should tell you."
"You tell me." Fu Ming stood up and gave his obedience.
"Our family and the Jin family you are going to marry actually have a relationship with your grandfather..."
After Shen shi finished talking about the old things, Fu Ming was silent for a moment, and then smiled slightly: "It's actually like this, I also remember these things."
Shen shi nodded, "Cause and effect, this may be the opportunity." He added, "This year should be your crown year, but after you get married, there is no custom of the husband's family to hold a crown ceremony for the husband and wife. No way, Ming If brother doesn't dislike it, let me tie your hair and wear a crown for you."
Fu Ming hurriedly said, "How can you dislike it?"
Shen Shi smiled and said: "This is also indecent, it should have been done by the older men in the clan for you. This old lady of mine will take care of you first, and wait for you to marry into the Jin family. If the husband's family treats you well, you can let me Your husband will tie your hair and wear a crown for you again."
Fu Ming said: "It is enough for you to come. In these years, you are the father and mother, who taught me, took care of me, and brought up great kindness. There is no repayment. Please accept tomorrow's three bows."
After that, Fu Ming knelt down and kowtowed three times. Shen shi, Lv Fei and Qian Lan on the side couldn't help but weep secretly.
Shen shi helped Fu Ming up and asked him to sit down before the case. He washed his hands first, dried them, and then took the comb handed over by Xiang Lan Jing. He combed Fu Ming's blue silk, and then skillfully but slowly tied his hair for him, and put on the carved lotus jade crown held by Lu Fei. She had practiced this movement many times beforehand, in order to make it perfect in one go.
Fu Ming stood up and turned around, and he did have a graceful appearance, like a green pine after the first winter, after the frost and snow melted, tall and straight.
"Brother Ming, from today onwards, you will become an adult. Before your death, the master gave you a script." Shen shi took out a bag from his sleeve and handed it to Fu Ming. Fu Ming took it with both hands and opened it. Inside was a plain paper. On the plain paper were written two words in strong strokes:
night heart.
"When Brother Ming was born, it was in the middle of the night, and the moon outside the window was bright and bright, as bright as day. Madam loves the moonlight very much, so the master named you Ming. Before you die, you will be given the name 'Night Heart'. For the word. I hope that in the future, even in the dark night, Brother Ming can still not forget the bright moonlight and have a bright heart. "
"Ming, be taught. Thanks to my father and my mother. From now on, Yexin will never forget the words of her parents and live up to their wishes." Fu Ming bowed deeply to the new moon rising outside the window.
After the minimalist crown ceremony, Fu Ming still sat back next to the wet nurse, "I'm going, I don't know what the future will be like. I should be by your side, but I can't bear you and me to go through those unpredictable days. Your family has many times. Come to Shu, I want to take you back to take care of your grandson and take care of your grandchildren. Now, even if I am reluctant, I should not keep you. Tomorrow, I will send someone to send a message to your family. If possible, I will also visit you. You must take care of yourself and don't worry about me."
Hearing this, the nurse couldn't help sighing again, but she swallowed all the words in her heart. What she could say has already been said, and what she can't say, no matter how hard she swallows her voice, she can't release a single word. In the end, she just patted Fu Ming on the back of his hand and said with a smile, "I must live a long time, waiting to see your happiness and completeness, so that I can return to the master and madam."
After the two had finished talking, the wet nurse pulled Lu Fei and Qian Lan to entrust them one by one. The people in Fu Ming's room were thin, and from now on, only Lu Fei and Qian Lan, the two maids who followed him when they were young, continued to live with him. If Fu Ming's aunt Li, who is the current hostess, will appoint a few more maids and maids to marry him, in order to make the Fu manor's face, how can you trust those people
Not far away, Fu Ming was making tea with the lamp, watching the three people in the room whispering, the shadows swaying on the wall, and the restless heart gradually calmed down - at least, not alone, standing alone. From Fu's mansion to Jin's mansion, there is not much difference for him. Anyway, let's go by chance.
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Fu Ming, word night heart.
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