Early in the morning of the auspicious day of the wedding, the concubines filled the bathtub with steaming hot water to serve Le Lingzi to bathe and change clothes. After everything was finished, her dark hair gently put on her back and finally put on auspicious clothes.

"The lady is beautiful..." Even her dowry concubine Kong Jiao couldn't help but make a sound of admiration.

"Is that true?"

Le Lingzi sat in front of the dressing table, facing the shiny bronze mirror. Inside was a pretty face like a flower, and behind him was Kong Jiao with envy.

Today she was carefully dressed up. She turned out to be as handsome as the daughter of Dayi Shang, and now she looks even more elegant. However, her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and she was still worried about the marriage that had arrived in front of her.

Originally, there were not many twists and turns in this marriage, but this time when I came to Jin State, the clouds shrouded by war along the way have never dissipated. In addition, there are also various things that disturbed the mood of the fiancé and the people.

However, she still had to set an example for the mother behind her. Le Lingzi raised her wide sleeves and gently whirled in front of the bronze clerk, showing a confident smile.

“It’s really beautiful.”

In the past few days, their temporary residence is located outside Wen County, on the banks of the river. This place is in the sun of the river, in Wen City. In the afternoon, the bride in full dress walked out of the room. The river breeze blew by and her skirt flew. The brightly-dressed mother surrounded her and gathered her white clothes that were untainted, like a pink butterfly flying among the flowers.

The ruts disappeared from the river. She turned around and looked at the other side of the river. Today, the weather was very good. The river fog dissipated and could see the scene on the other side. She knew that the other side was Zheng State, Zheng State, where the birthday stars were separated. Zheng State passed through Huangchi and went eastward, and the fire was separated and the mother country Song State, where she raised herself.

She looked forward again, and the grand welcome team approached with festive flutes and flutes. The messengers from both sides saluted each other, displaying the views of the wise man, jade bi, gilvy, silk and lamb. The atmosphere began to become lively.

However, the strict security guards of the team in the welcoming team are a bit too strict, one post at five steps and one whistle at ten steps.

The tiny grudge was quickly relieved because the groom had already walked over.

Walking from Shangqiu to here, although I didn't say much along the way, I could only communicate through the car wall most of the time, but I had not seen each other for more than a few years. At least they still have some friendship, which is much better than those couples who have to sleep in the same bed and sleep in the same bed before they met.

Just thinking about it, the two sides were getting closer and closer, and Le Lingzi accidentally caught his gaze through his veil.

Zhao Wuxiu had already come generously and wanted to serve her into the car according to customs.

"The king's sleeve is good? The prince's sleeve is good?"

She suddenly glanced at the tall Kong Jiao behind her, said this to Zhao Wuxiu in a low voice, and then looked at him teasingly.

Zhao Wuxiu hesitated for a moment and replied: "Although I am not thinking about it, I think I am as simple as a cloud..."

He smiled calmly, but Le Lingzi could see that he was quite unconscious. Of course, he was not interested in the mother behind him, but his mind was not here at all. "What happened?" She asked a question from the bottom of her heart.

"Nothing happened." Zhao Wuxiu smiled and gave her peace of mind.

But the doubts were not dispelled from her heart. If she observed carefully, she could even see some blood stains on the corners of the guard's armor. It seems that this major event in life has just begun and she is facing various difficulties.

However, she still pedaled calmly, and the chariot slowly started. After three weeks, he held the reins in his hand and slowly drove forward.

…”The ceremony of the temple is tomorrow. Today is to go back to the dormitory to perform the ceremony of communist peace and security…”

Zhao Wuxiu's etiquette department has informed Zhao Wuxiu of the procedure. Zhao Wuxiu can tolerate assassins when he is alone, but once the bride pedals, he will not make any mistakes along the way. The streets are guarded tightly and the road is safe and sound, until the Linshui Palace built for the two last year, which is their new house.

The car stopped steadily, and the wind blowing from the river raised her car curtains, and people looked at her. She was like a white tundra in the wind, and everyone was surprised by the bride's elegance and calmness.

But Le Lingzi also faintly heard the whispers made by the guests of Jin.

"The one in the middle is the bride?"

"No? Although I can't see the appearance clearly, a woman who a gentleman can like must be so beautiful!"

"Is this a question? Didn't you see the stars supporting the moon?"

"Hey, but it's strange, why is the future lady's clothes are not as beautiful as Condie?"

"Oh, that's right, I'm all white and don't even have some colors."

She was stunned for a moment. It seemed that these Jin people who liked black and red were not used to the custom of worshipping white by the remnants of the Shang Dynasty. I remember that the Fumus of the Song Dynasty had recalled affectionately that Emperor Wu Ding married his wife a thousand years ago. "White is my dress". White is the purest and most beautiful color, and the bride is imitated by it!

However, after Zhao Wuxiu looked around, the guests were all silent. At noon today, the general of Lu had just encountered the countless assassination in his life, but he was calm and kept the ceremony as usual.

Wushed turned around and bowed to the bride. The two of them were unable to join hands, but instead led them into the bedroom door together with a piece of plain cloth.

Although the people of Jin liked black and red, Zhao specially expressed respect for the customs of the old countries of the Shang Dynasty. Not only did the bride's clothing use plain white, but there were no bright red weddings inside and outside the bedroom. It was dusk, which made Zhao Wuxiu feel quite touched.

He walked in front of him openly, but Le Lingzi walked carefully, staring at his back with his eyes tightly. Because any detail is related to her status in this family, you must not make a joke.

There is a story in Wei State. A nobleman of Wei State married the bride of Song State. After the bride got on the car, she asked, "Whose horses are the horses on both sides of the car?" The driver said, "Borrowed." The bride said to the servant, "Whip the horses on both sides of the car, and the horses on the middle of the car can also run away, so that they can avoid the pain of whipping." When the car arrived at the door of the groom's house and helped the bride get out of the car, she said to the old woman who sent the bride, "Extinguish the stove fire to prevent a fire." When she entered the new house, she saw the left mortar pounding rice, and said, "Move it under the window to avoid hindering people who come and go indoors."

As a result, the owner thought she was ridiculous and looked down on it.

What the bride of Song people said these times was the point-to-point words, but she was inevitably laughed at because the bride said this just after she passed the door, it was too early to say this.

So Le Lingzi followed his duties and followed his position and, under the guidance of Zhao Wuxiu, walked the whole journey tremblingly, from a girl to a woman.

...

The customs of marriage in the Spring and Autumn Period are very different from those in later generations. Although Zhao's banquets were numerous, even if they were close relatives, they would not disturb the couple today. The wedding night was a matter for two people. Only after completing the things they should do would they go to the ancestral temple to pay homage to their father and brothers and sisters on the second day. On behalf of the bride, they officially joined the clan.

So today's wedding is both serious and relaxed. Seriousness lies in the cumbersome rituals, and relaxed lies in the fact that most of the time tonight is for two people to spend private time.

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They just sat quietly, waiting for the dusk that was full of light to turn dark and waiting for the night to fall.

The groom's dress was heroic, while the bride was pure and pure. Her veil had been removed and she was wearing a phoenix crown. However, during this period, the two could not speak. They could only communicate through their eyes.

It was obvious that Zhao Wuxiu had something to worry about, but she still tried hard to smile at her, raised her palms, and told her not to be nervous. And be careful not to be impatient.

They wanted to eat together and sacrifice first and then eat, just as Westerners in later generations had to pray to God before dinner, they also prayed to their own God of Haotian, praying for life.

After the meal is full, you will start to prepare to drink the cherry wine. The praises are washed. The groom is first and then the bride is later. Use the bride twice and the third time.

南, that is, the cleavage gourd (gourd) is two, which means that the two people are divided into two, and the combination is one, and the husband and wife community is a community. Later generations call it "hehuan wine" and "joint wine".

When they arrived at the third cup, they got very close, their limbs intersected, and their eyes were very close, and they gently handed their stool to each other's lips. The wine was clear and mellow. After the nectar was in his mouth, the bride's face suddenly turned red, but it became more and more seductive in the eyes of the man.

The food was eaten by the soldiers. The emperor set up a mat for the groom to the west, and the mother set up a mat for the bride to the east.

As the groom, Zhao Wuxiu had to continue to deal with the guests, while Le Lingzi sat by the bed in the bridal chamber, lowering her head.

Two butter candles as thick as a child's arms reflect the brightness of the bridal chamber. The silk and utensils given by the Duke of Jin and Duke Song were placed in front of the table, and the plain wedding tent was hung on the edge of the six-legged bed by two gold hooks.

In the new house, in addition to Le Lingzi, there is also the dowry mother Kong Jiao. She is a little nervous than the bride and stands in place like a wood carving and dares not speak.

Le Lingzi sat quietly beside the bed, her breathing softly and delicately. She seemed calm, but in fact her hands were tucked together, showing that she was not at all calm in her heart.

It has been almost six years since Zhao Yang and Le Qi hit it off and signed a marriage contract for them. During the days when Song State silently kept mourning for his father and waited for Zhao Wuying's three-year agreement, Le Lingzi often worried about his safety and could not sleep at night, fearing that the marriage would eventually fall to the point she was worried about at the beginning.

During the Song Dynasty Rebellion, she almost thought that the story would end in tragedy, but Zhao Wuxiu surprised everyone, reversed the situation of the Song Dynasty and rescued her and Nan Zi.

Now, after waiting for the engagement for many years, we finally reached the last step.

But in the future... Le Lingzi didn't dare to think about it, but he had to think about it.

The future husband is ambitious, and his intense life is destined to be a test for Le Lingzi. After a thousand years of storm, flowers bloom for a moment, the scenery and beauty are all left on the water. Behind the romance that the world admires, we can only know the warmth and coldness...

...

Just waiting and fearing, she had no idea of ​​time. I don’t know how long it took, maybe half a moment, or an hour." With a creaking sound, the groom entered the room. Kong Jiao, who was like a sculpture, then retreated with relief and closed the door lightly outside.

There were only two people in the room. Le Lingzi felt his heart beating violently. I wonder if the person who came over heard it.

When Zhao Wuxiu saw Le Lingzi sitting by the bed, he felt a little cute.

"What?" He walked over and held her hands, and found that they were cold and trembling. He couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, "Are you scared?"

Le Lingzi did not deny it, but nodded seriously. "When the gentleman came to the museum to welcome the bride today, he seemed to have encountered some things?" "Of course, he met a few brave villains..."

Zhao Wuxiu didn't hide it from her. She briefly said the assassination at noon today, and only ignored the fact that she secretly gave the assassins a chance. "Assassin... there are always people who want to take their lives in this way... "Le Lingzi bit her lower lip, and there was not only worry, but also hatred in her eyes. Her father Le Qi was assassined by the assassin on Yangchangshang!" Don't worry, they gained wisdom after gaining wisdom. Moreover, I have never forgotten the hatred of the woman! ""I was not worried about this..." She shook her head. She said: "A gentleman is invincible, everything has his own plans."

She raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Wuxiu seriously: "I would like to accompany my husband's ups and downs, manage my family well for you, and give birth to children for you, just as in "Daya. Siqi" said, Tai Si Si Si Xi Huiyin, and then Bai Si Man..."

The white tan girl on the banks of the deer garden in the Xia Palace glanced at me and in a blink of an eye it was about to become quiet and peaceful, Deyin Kong Zhao's wife and mother...

After hearing Le Lingzi's complaints, Zhao Wuxiu was very moved. What he valued Le Lingzi was this tenacity and kindness. She had always been elegant and calm, whether it was the time Le Qi was detained, Zhao Yang fainted, or the internal chaos in the Song Dynasty, or the time he was surrounded by rebels.

In addition to her feelings for this woman, it was because of her fondness that Zhao Wuxiu accepted this political marriage calmly. It is rare to meet a girl who is filial to her parents and has a good heart, and she cannot let go when she meets her.

What's more, she is the best candidate for the Zhao family's mistress in troubled times. When wars are raging, it is not only men but women who need to be strong, but also women.

But Le Lingzi's next words made him ashamed. "I'm just afraid that my husband's heart will not be here..."

Zhao Wuxiu's forehead was filled with cold sweat. His wife was very smart. This beautiful girl seemed to understand everything.

He didn't want to explain too much. Instead, he sat next to his wife, pulled her hand over and held it in his palm. His other hand held her small chin with a tough hand, turned to him, looked deep into the pair of intelligent pupils, and then kissed her.

...

With his lips gone and his kissed, Zhao Wuxiu's hand reached her waist again.

Le Lingzi didn't dare to move and closed his eyes tightly.

She is not unfamiliar with men and women. Not to mention that before getting married, she had taught men and women knowledge by Fumu. She also read some of the ** techniques that were recorded in the old bamboo slips that record ancient medical skills, and she also recited them as necessary knowledge.

But at this moment, she was soft and could only endure her shyness. But she still let Zhao Wuxiu unbutton her skirt and take off her clothes one by one. "My heart is here today, that's enough."

This sentence made her lose her resistance, the candlelight went out, and the wedding night began.

...

The newlyweds were alone in the bedroom, while the banquet was in a good mood.

Night had already come, the hall was brightly lit, the torches outside the hall were lit, and the candlelight inside the hall was everywhere. After the guests were on the desk, the guests who were entering the door left swords and weapons outside, and the names and titles were announced in turn, and the guards were escorted through the wide hall. The side table was full of music officials, including the Zhong Master, the sheng blower and the musician who played the stern.

Zhao Yang smiled at the guests' flattery at the chief, and Handanwu and Zhao Luo sat on Zhao Yang's left and right hands. Logically speaking, this was a kind of favor, but when Handanwu was talking, he was just drinking the muffled wine.

When Zhao's Yousi came happily to announce that the bride and groom had entered the bridal chamber, the guests stood up and recited poems and said:
To be continued...