The wedding at Prince Wei's residence had a large number of guests and was extremely complicated. It also had an atmosphere that was incompatible with this era. This atmosphere came from the weirdness of ordinary people and high-class families coming from the same place.
From a certain point of view, only the wedding of a time traveler would cause such a situation. In the era before "Being a farmer in the morning and ascending to the emperor's hall in the evening", the gap between aristocratic families and ordinary people was difficult for future generations. imagination.
Today, although the Crown Prince and the King of Qin were not present, the Crown Prince's second son Li Chengdao, Prince of Anlu County, was here. Because the Crown Prince's eldest son died young, Li Chengdao was the actual eldest son. Accompanying him was the Prince's confidant Er. Zhu Huan.
The eldest son of King Qin, Li Chengqian, Prince of Zhongshan County, also came, and accompanying him was Changsun Wuji.
Many relatives of the clan came to visit. In addition to their good friend Dou Dan, Zong Zhengqing Li Xiaogong, Prince of Zhao County, Sun Shunde, Duke of Pi, and Dou Jing, Duke of Deng who had just returned to Beijing, were also present.
There were more and more aristocratic families coming. Whether they were attached to the East Palace or the King of Qin's lineage, basically all of them had some friendship with Li Shan. Even those old tribes who were far away in Lingzhou and Daizhou also had family members coming to celebrate, such as Duan Zhixuan's His father, Gong Duan Yanshi of Yidu County, came... This can be said to be the most trusted old man around Li Yuan today.
It can be said that in the city of Chang'an, fifty-six out of ten of the treasures are in the palace of Prince Wei. However, those guests in the corner who are respectful and reserved, wearing clean but not gorgeous clothes, seem a bit out of place.
"The King of Wei is indeed compassionate." Fang Xuanling smiled and whispered: "Ling Gong chose a good calligraphy back then."
Ling Jing sighed slightly. In fact, he didn't agree with it. He wanted to persuade Li Shan to go back to Zhuangzi the next day and call the villagers to worship him, but Li Shan insisted on doing so, and Zhu also agreed with his son's choice... This Ling Jing had to think more. When he arrived at Sun Moon Lake that year, he discovered that there seemed to be some close connection between the Zhu clan and the Zhu clan, and that Zhu Wei and other elders of the Zhu clan were extremely respectful to the Zhu clan.
Hearing the noise at the door and knowing that the wedding team had returned, Ling Jing thought for a while and walked over, then whispered to a young man who was standing respectfully with his hands lowered: "Today you are not a personal guard, but a guest."
"yes."
"Help your mother watch the ceremony, it won't take too long." Ling Jing ordered: "After that, we will stay in the side courtyard. Everything has been arranged. We will return to Zhuangzi tomorrow."
"Yes." The young man's answer was concise and concise, "My husband invited me, and my mother will watch the ceremony. I will pay homage to my late father tomorrow."
This young man was from the Zhu clan, and his father, Zhu Shitou, was Li Shan's closest bodyguard. He was killed when eight hundred dead men in Guji Town went out of the city to charge into battle.
Today's wedding master of ceremonies is Yang Shidao, the Minister of Civil Affairs, but it is Chai Shao, Zhu Wei, Hou Chen and others who are doing the work, re-checking the main hall where the ceremony is about to take place.
Princess Pingyang thought about it for a long time before deciding to invite Yang Shidao. On the one hand, it was because Yang Shidao was not too old, but he was very senior. He was the youngest son of the former Sui Dynasty King Yang Xiong. On the other hand, because Yang Shidao and his brother Zhongshu Ling Yang Gongren both held the title of Princess Pingyang. Justice does not involve seizing direct descendants.
Originally, Princess Pingyang had intended to invite Prince Zhao Li Xiaogong, who was Zong Zhengqing after all, but Chai Shao reminded her privately. On the surface, both of them had outstanding achievements in the world, but they were rumored and resigned from military power and returned to the capital. It's better not to get them together.
The likers Wei Ting and Zhang Cong led the way. Li Shan, dressed in auspicious clothes, came slowly. Next to him was the bride who was supported by a woman and covered with a red hijab. Six groomsmen were behind... basically what No help at all.
The groomsmen in later generations mainly helped to fend off the wine, but the main role of the groomsmen at this time was to beat the groom with a stick and recite poems to encourage makeup... None of which came in handy today.
Someone brought a basin filled with clean water, and Li Shan smiled and washed his hands. This was a washing ceremony. After Cui Shiniang finished washing, he personally supported her and moved forward.
In Yang Shidao's long-drawn voice, everyone smiled and watched the two newcomers salute.
"One bow to heaven and earth, the first bow will grant you a good relationship."
"The first time is to pay homage to the marriage, the third time is to pay homage to the couple, and the fourth time is to give a banquet to the parents."
The Tang Dynasty also prayed, but it was not the ordinary three prayers, it was actually seven prayers... Er Zhuhuan in the crowd found an inconspicuous position where he could see clearly, and watched his nephew bow down again and again, and couldn't help but feel at the corners of his eyes. Somewhat moist.
"The second time I bow to the high hall, the first time I pay my respects is to know my kindness, and the second time I pay my respects to remember my family kindness."
Er Zhuhuan looked forward, squinting slightly, trying to see clearly his sister sitting there. Mrs. Zhu was sitting there alone. Everyone knew that Wei Wang Li Huairen's father died early. Logically speaking, he would die that night. Or worship with the bride the next day.
When he thought of Li Dewu, Er Zhuhuan secretly gritted his teeth. He had met Li Dewu many times in the East Palace and also met Pei Shiju many times. He wished that he could give them a break with a knife. After picking and choosing, he felt that Li Dewu had reconciled with Pei Shuying before he was exiled. , considered to be affectionate and righteous, but unexpectedly he turned out to be a white-eyed wolf.
"Three bows to bring back the sunshine of spring, and husband and wife bow to each other."
Li Shan, who was like a wooden man, straightened up and let out a long sigh of relief. It was almost over at last. He took the handbag from Wei Ting and gently opened the red hijab... The Tang Dynasty did not lift the hijab in the bridal chamber. .
However, when she lifted her hijab, Cui Shiniang turned her face sideways and held a round fan to cover her face.
After eight bows, only one last shiver was left. Li Shanyin said: "I don't know what night it is, so I urged the balcony to get closer to the mirror. Who said that hibiscus is planted in the water, and a branch blooms in the bronze mirror."
Li Zhaode in the crowd smacked his lips and whispered: "It's lotus again. Brother Huairen will be able to publish a "Hibiscus Poetry Collection" in the future."
Wang Renbiao couldn't help but glared, "Shut up."
The circular fan fell slowly, and Li Shan couldn't take his eyes away. What appeared in front of him was a snow-white face, with skin as smooth as snow, calm and generous, with a hint of heroism in his beauty.
But what surprised Li Shan the most was the pair of long eyebrows that reached the temples. His eyes were as bright as paint, and his heroic spirit could not hide his dazzling beauty.
"My sister has grown taller." Li Shan said in a low voice. The last time we met was last year. At that time, Eleven Niang was only shoulder-length, but now she is only a head shorter.
Eleven Niang looked at Li Shan quietly. She had been favored by her parents since she was a child. She had a heroic spirit and wanted to choose a hero as her husband. After years of hard work, she finally chose a husband who could not be faulted by anyone in the world. Today's makeup-inducing poem alone was enough to satisfy her.
In the main hall, the groom and the bride looked at each other like this. They were both tall and tall, with smiles on their faces. One was like an ancient pine tree standing tall in the mountains, and the other was like a hibiscus blooming on the river surface without being stained by mud. What was peaceful and beautiful was not just their eyes, but their eyes. It’s more of an atmosphere.
The people watching the ceremony seemed unwilling to break the atmosphere, watching the scene in silence but with smiles.
(End of chapter)
