On the second day of February, the sun was shining brightly.
Overnight, the dilapidated small courtyard of the Yong family changed greatly.
Lanterns and festoons were decorated inside and outside the courtyard; all the bamboo nails that Yong Ruo had placed before were pulled out, and all the organs and the like were also dismantled-those things are no longer needed.
The courtyard of the Yong family is narrow. The Yong family borrowed the courtyard of the Qin family next door to entertain male guests, and only hosted female guests in their own home, so wedding sheds were set up in both courtyards.
Although the Yong family no longer has any relatives, the family lives in a cramped hutong with many neighbors. Yong Ruo wrote a post with his own handwriting and invited his acquainted neighbors, and the wedding of his daughter was held very festively and lively.
The wedding banquet was contracted to a restaurant, and because they gave a lot of money, the dishes were very rich, which satisfied the neighbors who came to drink the wedding wine. Feng Liao's move can be regarded as fulfilling his promise to invite the neighbors of the Yong family to drink.
Concubine etiquette in this world can be roughly divided into three types.
The simplest one is Aunt Sheng Sheng. Open the girl's face, dress up and send her to a separate room. The next day, the girl kowtows to the main room and offers tea, and it's over. If you want to be more grand, just set up a few more tables of wine.
If you accept a woman from a Liang family as a concubine from outside, there are two etiquettes.
One is that the husband's family doesn't pay much attention to it. They quietly take a small sedan chair and carry the new aunt in through the side door or corner door. The next day, the new aunt can kowtow to the main room and offer tea.
The other is a concubine or good concubine who is valued by the husband's family. Both the mother's family and the husband's family hold a wedding banquet and a ceremony to welcome the bride, but the specific etiquette regulations are different from those of marrying a wife. Of course, the next day, the bride-to-be also has to kowtow and offer tea to the main room.
Feng Liao Na Yong Ruo used the relatively most solemn one.
In the evening, all the invited guests came.
Mrs. Zhou was ill, so Yongqiao and Yongmiao were accompanied by an experienced steward of Hengjun Wangfu to entertain the guests. The two children, one nine and the other six years old, faced such a big scene for the first time, they were all panicked, but tried their best to pretend to be little adults.
Yong Ruo was sitting in his own room, and had already changed into a gorgeous pink dress embroidered with patterns of rich peonies and magpies on branches, waiting for the wedding sedan chair to welcome him.
Because the skin on the face still needs maintenance, it is not suitable to use makeup, and she defended her eyebrows to the death, so she only smeared a little lip balm on the whole face, probably the most well-dressed bride in this era.
Xi Niang couldn't do a great job on her face, so she put a lot of effort into her hair, combing her into a very gorgeous and complicated peony bun, wearing a head full of pearls and emeralds, which made her feel that her head suddenly weighed five catties.
When the auspicious time came, the wedding sedan chair of Hengjun Prince's Mansion arrived amidst the joyful sound of blowing and blowing.
Xi Niang covered Yong Ruo with a hijab, lifted the front of the hijab, and helped Yong Ruo to bid farewell to the Zhou family.
Mrs. Zhou has changed into festive clothes, she has put on a light powder on her face, and looks better.
She took Yong Ruo's hand and looked him over carefully from head to toe, with mixed expressions of sadness and joy on her face: "My daughter is getting married too..." Her voice choked up slightly, "Remember what mother said! From now on... live a good life! "
Yong Ruofan held her hand and comforted her with a smile: "Mother, don't worry! I will live well. Mother also take care of yourself, I will come back to see you as soon as possible!"
However, Mrs. Zhou shook her head: "Thanks to the prince's care, life at home has improved a lot. You don't have to worry about it, and you don't have to rush back. Serving the prince well is the most important thing."
"I understand!" Yong Ruo agreed, and told Yong Qiao and Yong Miao, "In the future, when my sister is not at home, you should be brothers and take good care of my mother! If there is anything at home, you should send someone to find me in time, you understand? ?”
Yong Qiao and Yong Miao were very reluctant to part with Yong Ruo, so Yong Qiao nodded restrainedly: "I see..." His eyes were a little moist.
There were tears in Yong Miao's eyes, and she pursed her mouth and said, "Sister, I can't bear you!" She rushed forward and wanted to hug Yong Ruo's leg.
Xi Niang quickly hugged him and said with a smile: "Little ancestor, don't stain the bride's clothes!"
Yong Ruo knelt down and gently rubbed his little face: "I will listen to my second brother from now on, you know?"
"I will!" Yong Miao said, holding back tears, and then added, "Sister, I will definitely study hard! I will definitely win you over in the future!"
Yong Ruo smiled at him: "Okay! My sister is waiting!"
She stood up and took one last look at Zhou Shi, Yong Qiao, Yong Miao and the others, and suddenly felt like crying too.
The life of the Yong family was very difficult and difficult. Before she met Feng Liao, she had never shed her clothes and food, but in such difficult days, there was always a kind of silent warmth flowing.
Now, she is about to bid farewell to the familiar Yong family and go to the very unfamiliar Hengjun Palace!
She doesn't know what the future will hold, and she doesn't know what she will face in the future... But she believes that no matter what kind of adversity and adversity she is in, she will be like the red plum blossom in the vast world, bullying the snow and blooming in the cold!
The hijab drooped down, covering Yong Ruo's sight, leaving only a glowing red in her eyes.
Unable to see the way forward, she felt panic suddenly, and couldn't help but think: the hijab that women wore when they got married in ancient times is similar to the black cloth cover that Western prisoners put on when they were hanged. Their function is to make people go to another world blindly—maybe it is heaven, or it may be hell. In terms of probability: the latter is much more likely.
Yong Ruo held a sachet in his hand, and was carried by Xi Niang onto the wedding sedan chair.
Amidst the vigorous and enthusiastic joy, amidst the sound of crackling firecrackers, the wedding sedan chair set off and wobbled out of the courtyard of Yong's family, carrying Yong Ruo, who was also wobbling with a heart, to Hengjun Wangfu. And go...
Hengjun Palace also held a banquet.
Those who came to have the wedding banquet included Feng Liao's close friends, relatives of the same generation, and officials of the Prince of Heng County. On such occasions, the elders will not attend.
The bridal sedan chair was carried into the Prince Heng's Mansion from the east corner gate, and slowly descended through several gates.
Xi Niang spoke auspicious words, helped Yong Ruo out of the sedan chair, supported Yong Ruo with another Xi Niang, and walked slowly towards the front hall.
After entering the front hall, Xi Niang helped Yong Ruo to a worship mat. On the other side of the worship mat, Feng Liao in auspicious clothes sat upright with a smile.
Accompanied by the sound of joy outside the hall, a loud voice praised loudly: "The new beauty pays homage to the county king!"
Yong Ruo knelt down on the worship mat and kowtowed to Feng Liaosan with all manners of etiquette.
Yes! The entry into the concubine's room is not about the bride and the "groom" worshiping heaven and earth, worshiping the high hall, and the husband and wife worshiping each other, but the husband is sitting in the upper position, and the bride bows to the husband in public to show the difference of dignity and insurmountability— This is the essential difference between marrying a wife and taking a concubine.
The resonant voice praised again loudly: "The new beauty presents a gift to the county king!"
Yong Ruo offered the sachet in his hands with both hands. This sachet was made by herself this morning. On the body of the pink sachet was embroidered a branch of red plum blossoms that bloomed very brightly; the sachet was also filled with plum blossoms picked from the plum tree in the courtyard of the Yong family.
The sachet in his hand was taken by Feng Liao, and between offering and touching, the fingertips of the two touched lightly, and Yong Ruo clearly felt the warmth of his fingers.
"The king of the county presents a gift to the new beauty!"
Feng Liao's warm hand took her hand, and slowly put a pair of slightly cold bracelets on her two wrists.
There was a burst of exclamation all around.
"Then... that's Hetian Hongyu, right?!" A man said.
Feng Liao's voice sounded with a smile: "It's Hetian Hongyu. It was given to me by the empress on my fifteenth birthday."
The man earlier said: "This Hetian red jade is more precious than sheep fat jade, and it is rare in the palace. This pair of bracelets is bright in color and flawless, and it is the best among rubies! You actually gave these pair of bracelets to me. I found the new beauty... It seems that the third brother loves the new beauty very much!"
Feng Liao smiled and said: "That's natural!" Holding Yong Ruo's arm with a little force, she was lifted up.
Yong Ruo lowered his head slightly, looked at the pair of red jade bracelets on his wrist through the gap under the hijab, they were indeed very beautiful!
She suddenly wanted to ask: Is there a safe for rent? Wait online! There is an urgent need!
Afterwards, Feng Liao stayed outside to socialize with the guests, and Yong Ruo was sent to the new house alone.
Taking concubines does not have the ceremony of marriage in the bridal chamber. After the two bridesmaids sent Yong Ruo to the new house, they said a few more auspicious words, then bowed and left. Hua Rou waits for the girl to accompany Yong Ruo and Feng Liao.
Not long after, Feng Liao came in, without much alcohol smell on her body.
He waved the girls back, walked quickly to stand in front of Yong Ruo, took a deep breath, and let it out quickly. Then he stretched out his hands, slowly and little by little to remove the veil on Yongruo's head.
Yong Ruo only felt that his eyes were getting brighter little by little, and the stuffy feeling that his head was covered quickly disappeared.
She looked up, and first saw Feng Liao's auspicious clothes of the county king, and then saw the familiar V-shaped face. That face, from the neck to the ears, was slightly red, and there was a smile between the eyebrows, the eyes, and the corners of the lips.
She smiled at him: "The prince came back so fast!" She took the lead in breaking the silence in the new house.
"There is no one else here, call me Rong Shen!" Feng Liao took the hijab in her hands, put her hands behind her back, bent slightly, and faced her face to face.
She is as good as others: "Rong Shen!"
Feng Liao tilted her head and looked at her dissatisfied: "Call again!"
Yong Ruo didn't let him get what he wanted this time, and said with a smile: "Young lady's mouth is dry, sir, can you allow me to have a sip of tea before doing this parrot business?"
Feng Liao laughed, and continued to correct her: "But it's the wrong name again!" Turning around, she walked to the table in front of the bed, put the hijab on the table, poured half a cup of tea with her own hands, brought it to her mouth , "I personally serve you tea, how about calling after drinking?"
Yong Ruo was not used to such intimacy, so he stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup.
Feng Liao shrank her hand, avoided her hand, and said with a smile: "I told you that I will serve you!"