When Mrs. Zheng heard her eldest daughter's promise, her previously high-spirited tone relaxed, but thinking of her troubled little girl, she couldn't help but complain: "When it comes to getting married, that girl is also very annoying.
Mrs. Hou's high-end wedding dress was dignified and elegant, but she found it dull; the gorgeous wedding dress designed by the most famous embroidery house in Kyoto was too complicated for her; and the various diagrams produced by the embroiderer at home were too old-fashioned for her!
After all, I actually had to wear official uniform to worship! How do you think this makes sense? Is her kid a fan of Guan'er? ! "
Sheng Ran suppressed her laughter and explained for her younger sister: "It's not as exaggerated as what you said. They just said that the wedding clothes are made in the style of official robes, so that they can be mounted neatly."
"Yes! When it comes to convenience, it's even more annoying! Which bride doesn't ride in a sedan chair and has to ride a horse with the groom to get married!" Mrs. Zheng rubbed her forehead and said angrily, "You talk about her, she's still full of food That makes sense! What can I say? This is how she looks majestic! Otherwise, what will her colleagues think of her! Tell me! It’s better to have a happy wedding day than to be pretty? What kind of majesty does she want? Woolen cloth!"
Speaking of depression, Ms. Zheng was even more worried about her troubled little daughter: "Look at the girls who were officials in the same dynasty as her, and see which one is as picky as her. Some of them got married after passing the exam, aren't they? Happy to sit in a sedan chair?! But she picks and chooses! What do her colleagues think? I think her political enemies think too!
Can you tell me which girl is as militant as her? On this great day of marriage, why don’t you forget to irritate your colleagues who have different political views? ! Tell me, why did I give birth to such a thing? ! "
When Mrs. Zheng was angry, she felt that if her little daughter were in front of her, she would definitely raise her hand and beat her!
Sheng An looked on and couldn't laugh or cry. It could be seen that her mother was really angry.
But just as she was about to say something to persuade her, she saw her mother looking over angrily and scolding: "As a sister, you dote on her too much. She wants a wedding robe in the style of an official uniform, so you let the ladies of the needlework bureau do it overnight. Design, weave! When you were a child, you still knew how to discipline and discipline, but now that you are an adult, why are you so obedient to her? You should take out your sister's book and reason with her!"
"..." Sheng Yuan knew that she had to blame her in the end, "Marriage is a major event, this is only once in this life. I think it's Sister Yuan who is happy about it! Besides, it's not a big deal, even The Emperor also feels that Sister Suiyuan is happy as long as she is happy, and she is not violating the rules... there is no way to lecture her."
"Everyone is happy because of her? Then what if she wants to go to heaven? Why don't you follow her?" Zheng became even more unhappy when she saw that her eldest daughter had no intention of helping her persuade her younger daughter. "She neither sits in a sedan chair nor wears a hijab. Riding a horse in the street? She is not getting married, she is riding a horse and riding in the street! Otherwise, you and the emperor will give her another big red flower!"
"..." Sheng An didn't dare to say anything, and Sister Yuan also asked her for the same red flower that the groom wears.
"Then, then... then you can just treat her as a horse and parade through the streets! I remember you were so happy when she was the top pick in high school and paraded through the streets!"
"How can it be the same?" Madam Zheng laughed angrily, "Just wait and see, after the wedding day, that girl will become the talk of the town!"
"Sister Yuan is in the third rank and has long been a legend in Kyoto! It doesn't matter if an outstanding girl like her acts a little out of the ordinary. Everyone will just say - 'Well, the Wenquxing of the sixth rank is indeed extraordinary. also'!"
"..." Mrs. Zheng looked at her eldest daughter's exaggerated performance. She was neither angry nor laughing. She just felt that her trip to the harem was in vain.
"Forget it! Forget it! You are all good people! I don't care!" Mrs. Zheng waved her hands helplessly as she thought that her little daughter's weird wedding ceremony had been arranged.
"People follow the old rules when marrying a girl, because there is no special need; but who are you? You are the mother of the sixth-ranked scholar! The girl you want to marry is the third-rank servant of the dynasty!
If you still follow the old routine, I'm afraid it will make people feel normal! If you go according to Sister Yuan's idea, you won't be able to pick a thumbs up for you if others see you! I'm afraid I still want to praise and say, "Look, look, no wonder they can give birth to such outstanding girls"! "
Mrs. Zheng couldn't help but laugh when she saw her eldest daughter trying so hard to persuade her, and when she thought about that situation.
