Autumn in Kyoto is different from other places. The red leaves of Nishiyama are held by little girls in the street market and sold like flowers. The white weeds from Yongyaoji Lake in the south were also bundled into bundles and sent to rich people's homes to display them to drive away evil spirits. The cool autumn wind travels through the streets and alleys of Kyoto, drifts over the forest tops, brushes over the smooth cheeks of the ladies on the street, and blows away the steaming heat in the restaurants, as if to make the dryness and gloom of the whole year All blown away.
Tianhe Avenue is the quietest, cleanest and most beautiful street in Kyoto. There are various government offices on both sides. Today is the first day of the new year, which happens to be the first ten-day rotation. It is rare for officials to have a day to relax, but they cannot completely relax. , because today is the wedding day of the eldest son of the Fan family, Fan Xian, no matter whether he is an official of the household department or not, he always wants to go.
This big wedding was a sensation in Beijing. Her husband's Fan family was originally a big family in Beijing. Because of the relationship between Sinanbo and the royal family, Fan Jian's family members have been very prosperous in recent years, and the Minister of the Household Department has long been sick at home. In about a year or two, Mr. Fan will leave will take that place.
The bridegroom, Fan Xian, is a person who has become popular in Beijing recently. Not to mention the heroic act of Niu blocking the street half a year ago, but the drunk poetry madness in the palace last month has already pushed him to the bottom of the world. Yanfeng. Since then, Fan Xian has been hiding at home, so everyone can't help but be a little curious about what the new fifth-rank Taixue Fengzheng looks like.
Of course, the woman is also very remarkable. Although the bride only returned to the Lin family at the beginning of the year, she is the daughter of the dignified prime minister after all. For some reason, the position of the prime minister is obviously not as stable as before, but the officials are still very willing to participate in this kind of marriage without any political danger.
The bride and groom are both illegitimate children, and this matter seems to have been collectively forgotten by the people of Kyoto.
As for those high-ranking officials who knew the true identity of the bride, they had already secretly increased the specifications of the gift several times, and they themselves had already been sitting in Fan's mansion, but they were just curious about what the palace would show today. posture
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Fan Xian was dressed up like a puppet by five women. He secretly swore in his heart that if he had to endure this kind of torture in the future, he would definitely run away from marriage. Relaxed, without the cumbersomeness of a big wedding.
Wedding ceremonies in the Qing Dynasty are usually held in the evening, but today Fan Xian was dragged out of bed before dawn, took a bath, and brushed his teeth. Fortunately, there are convenient things he made in Danzhou anyway, but Immediately afterwards, there was a woman who thought about melting rouge with warm water. Fan Xian was terrified, and hurriedly asked her what she was going to do. It was only then that he knew that the bridegroom had to make up !
Obviously, this matter had exceeded Fan Xian's tolerance limit, so he shook his head in refusal. Even if Fan Jian personally came to persuade and educate him, he was not persuaded. The two sides stalemate for more than half an hour before Fan Xian won the victory. However, the time became much tighter, so five women rushed in to help him get dressed.
Originally, Fan Xian had long been used to the clothes of this world, but today he still couldn't bear it. Inside the red dress with a straight skirt, there were actually three inner layers with different names. On the dress, there were even more jade pendants, colored ribbons, and flower tassels hanging all over. , the color is so bright that it hits the eyes.
It took a lot of time just to put on the clothes, and Fan Xian was too stiff to move. The only thing that could move his brain was the miserable childhood of fighting with Uncle Wu Zhu with a wooden stick. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the slightly sweaty Liu Shi who was busy in the room, and couldn't help but wryly smiled and thought, is she really busy, or is she taking this opportunity to take revenge on herself
Putting on a tiara, wearing a jade badge, silver shoes with buckles piercing his feet, and a golden collar piercing his neck, Fan Xian was pushed into the front hall by the women like a fool.
Fan Ruoruo and Fan Sizhe were also well-dressed today, especially Ruoruo, whose face, which was a bit deserted in the past, was set off by the pink clothes, making her look extra energetic. Seeing the elder brother's pitiful appearance, the siblings covered their lips and smiled. Fan Sizhe joked, "Where did this zongzi come from?"
Fan Xian got angry and took two steps forward. He didn't want to wear too many ornaments on his body, but the ringing sounded non-stop. He laughed at himself and said, "Where is the flower dumpling, it's obviously a big moving wind chime."
The most painful thing in this world is to go parading through the streets while spraying colorful wind chimes. Fortunately, instead of riding a horse, Fan Xian will definitely run back to Danzhou with his face covered in shame. After much difficulty, the welcoming team arrived at the Lin Mansion. Lin Wan'er had already moved back to the Lin family ten days earlier, so she couldn't go to the royal family's courtyard to welcome her relatives in front of the entire capital.
A burst of firecrackers went off, and Fan Xian sat in the sedan chair and was a little absent-minded, sniffing the faint scent, and for some reason remembered something from a long time ago. He shook his head, pulled his thoughts back, forced a smile on his already stiff face, and stood up from the sedan chair.
According to the regulations, Fan Xian was not allowed to enter the house, and the prime minister was not allowed to go to the Fan Mansion today. Amidst the sound of firecrackers and the sound of the sheng flute, the gate of the Lin Mansion gradually opened, and the person who came out was Yuan Hongdao, the leader of the Lin Mansion. A branch of safflower is pinned to the hat, which is really romantic.
"Mr. Fan." Yuan Hongdao greeted him with a smile all over his face.
Fan Xian smiled wryly in his heart, slandering the other party like Yang Er, but he forced his face to say: "Mr. Yuan." The two had met several times in the prime minister's mansion before, and they knew each other's identity, but it wasn't that bad. strangeness.
Today, half of the veterans in Kyoto who specialize in receiving marriages were snatched by Fan's house, so when the Lin's house opened, the women opened their mouths and said auspicious words there, which made Yuan Hongdao stunned. God, after a while, people rushed to the door.
Then there was a really strong resistance.
As I said earlier, half of the wedding masters in Kyoto today were robbed by the Fan Mansion, what about the other half? Naturally, they were robbed by the Lin family, so the two sides were spitting and festive on the surface, but they were blindfolded, bragging about themselves, belittling each other, and they sounded more like two vulgar villagers. It is not the prime minister's daughter marrying Si Nan Bo's son.
Fan Xian smiled wryly. He understood that this was just a custom of celebrating the country, but before meeting the bride, there must be a quarrel in front of the woman's house. He said that after this ceremony, all future quarrels between the newlyweds can be ended.
Because it is a custom, it is rare to get angry because of this matter, but which side wins the quarrel is the highlight. Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind. After all, even though the woman marries and obeys her husband after marriage, her natal family must show her strength in advance to ensure her position in the complicated backyard life in the future. , first of all rely on the talking wives to compete for superiority.
Fan Xian stood dazedly. He didn't know how long he had been arguing. Finally, he realized that the noise in his ears had subsided. Overjoyed, he opened his eyes and shouted, "Is it done?"
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After an embarrassing silence, someone said softly, "Young Master Fan, it's still early."
The staff of Lin's family found the topic, smiled and said: "It seems that my uncle is in a hurry, that's true, our young lady..." Another good blow to his own girl.
I don't know how long it took, Yuan Hongdao noticed that Fan Xian's face was a little pale, squeezed over and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Fan, bear with me, Beijing is no better than Danzhou, and there are indeed more rules."
Fan Xian forced a smile on his face and said, "I'm not in a hurry." He said to himself in his heart, I've endured it for more than thirty years, so of course I'm not in a hurry. After a while, this very vulgar ceremony was finally over. After a burst of etiquette and music, the gate of the Lin Mansion was opened for the second time, and the bride, Miss Lin, finally came out under the welcome of two bridesmaids.
Fan Xian's eyes lit up. Today, Wan'er was dressed in bright red, with wide sleeves, and she was beautiful with infinite joy, but the red scarf on her head covered the beaded crown on her head and the face that she never forgot.
The people of Kyoto, who were watching the excitement from the outside, got ahead of Fan Xian, their eyes lit up, and they shouted. Some young people even yelled for the bride to lift the red cloth on her head and let the big guys have a look. The bride is beautiful or not.
If in normal times, these young people talk like this, not to mention that the family members of the Lin family would beat them into cripples, but even the members of the Qi Nian group who have been scattered in the crowd today and watched everything secretly, would definitely treat these young people as well. The little bastard who insulted the future mistress will be imprisoned in the Overwatch Council until he dies of old age.
But today is a day of rejoicing, the emperor married a daughter-in-law and had fun with the world, and Lin Fan and the second prince were not exempt, so it was not easy to spoil this atmosphere. It's just that Fan Xian was a little upset, he glanced at those people lightly, and those under his command understood, and suddenly there were a few inaudible ouches from the crowd, probably those young people who were most interested had their black feet.
After another routine was over, Lin Wan'er, who was blushing all over, lightly stepped onto the wedding sedan chair in front of her.
During the whole process, Fan Xian failed to say a word, meet her eyes, or swipe a fingertip with her.
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Back to Fan's mansion, the guests have arrived, and the ceremony and music are singing together, which is very lively.
The bride was ushered into the inner room to sit for a while, and the groom stood in front of the main hall to welcome the guests. Fan Xian was smiling and talking to the people who came here, and asked in a low voice, "When will the bridegroom come?" Pray to heaven and earth?"
"It's still early, young master, in the same prison, at the same table, after the same weapon, and the same..."
Fan Xian didn't listen to what was said later, but suppressed the conflict of swearing and told himself not to worry. As I said before, I have been waiting for more than 30 years, so why worry