At this time, Zhuque Street was already crowded with people, and the gate of Yangfu was naturally even more lively. One after another, dignitaries came to the gate of Yangfu to congratulate and watch the ceremony, and it was noisy.
The men stood outside according to their official rank and exchanged greetings with each other.
The female family members have already entered the inner house through the side door, and are welcomed by the female family members of the Yang family. Those who are closer can go to the boudoir to help with dressing up.
Yang Xuanzhi, his two sons, and a group of male servants from the clan, all dressed in bright clothes, stood at the gate early in the morning, saluting and talking to the guests, and he was also very busy and sweating profusely.
Because his daughter Yang Xianrong married high, Yang Xuanzhi was promoted from the right servant of the Second Rank Shangshu to Guanglu Doctor and Xingjin Marquis, which was really a glorious event.
The Yang Mansion has been renovated from top to bottom, with lights and decorations everywhere.
Although it was a bit hasty, even the paint on the side door had not dried completely, and there were flower clusters tied with red silk fluttering messily in the wind.
At such a moment of celebration, Yang Xuanzhi's slightly thin face did not show how happy he was at all, and there was even deep worry in his eyes.
"Congratulations to Lord Sheep."
"Hey, let's talk about Xing Jinhou. Congratulations to Mr. Yang on your promotion."
"Yang Mansion is very happy today."
"I heard that Lord Sheep's daughter has a beautiful face and a beautiful life. She has a precious destiny. This is destiny!"
"It's just that we were in a hurry, so this gift from me is not respectful."
"..."
"My little girl is entering the palace today. I would like to thank you all for coming to see me off as my mother-in-law." Yang Xuanyi bowed his head and returned the gift, still showing due courtesy and politeness.
These people may not have known each other well in the court before, but at this moment they all showed extremely closeness, but their words conveyed different meanings.
How could Yang Xuanzhi not hear it? It's just that it doesn't happen easily.
It is not unreasonable to say that people rely on clothes and Buddha relies on gold. This brand new red official robe immediately sets off Yang Xuanzhi's dignified appearance.
The Yang family has always been outstanding in appearance. Even their ancestor, General Yang Hu, is recognized as a handsome man, and his descendants are no less handsome.
Yang Xuanzhi's appearance is even better, with handsome eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, sharp outlines, and a tall and slender but not rugged figure. Although the whole person is thin, But he has his own magnanimity.
His two sons are nearly adults and are as handsome as their father, with a bit more youthful vigor and handsomeness.
The two brothers stood behind Yang Xuanzhi, as if they were personal guards, full of momentum.
"You and I are related by marriage, and my daughter and Xianrong are familiar with each other. Of course, we are here as members of her mother's family." Another middle-aged man of short stature came forward to bow and salute, and presented a gift list.
Yang Xuanzhi was so merciless in accepting gifts today that he could no longer tell their value.
With a smile on his face, he took it over politely, handed it to the butler beside him to put it away properly, and thanked him politely.
This person's name is Sun Qing, a fourth-grade Zhonglang general, several levels lower than Yang Xuanzhi. The reason why I was able to attend the wedding was just because I was from the Sun clan, that is, I was related by marriage to the Yang family.
"What kind of in-laws are they, they are just scumbags who follow others' influence." Seeing this man turning around and chatting with others, Yang Xianzhi's second son, Yang Xiankang, was already muttering behind his back.
"Second brother, don't say too much." The eldest son Yang Xianyong immediately kicked him lightly. "After all, he is also a member of my grandfather's clan. Don't make enemies for the third sister at this time."
"Oh." Yang Xiankang immediately shut up, but his expression was not particularly good.
"The auspicious time is coming soon, why don't you go and see if Third Sister has packed up? I've already asked people to carry Feng Luan over." Yang Xianyong is eighteen years old this year, and he has already become his father's best friend on his own. The assistant is currently an eighth-grade Yulin Lang. After the sister Yang Xianrong Ceremony is completed, he will be promoted to two levels.
Yang Xiankang is not yet seventeen years old, has not yet been married, and is thinner than his elder brother. He is now an official in the Huangmen, and after being promoted two levels, he is even more outstanding among his peers. Many noble ladies are looking at this with eager eyes. As a gentleman, I hope to marry him.
He trotted into the back hall, his eyes blurred.
These female relatives are all beautiful figures with fragrant hair, swaying postures, and affectionate eyebrows.
Exquisite makeup brings out the unique charm of women. The chatter in the boudoir was even more lively.
For a moment, the young man who suddenly broke in turned red.
"Hey, this is not Mr. Erlang. He is such a handsome man today." Several bold women gathered around and said with a smile, "Why are you in the back hall? Do you want to make up?"
"Oh, no, no, yes, yes, yes, let me ask...see if the third sister has dressed up well..." Yang Xiankang stuttered a little.
"Your third sister is combing her hair. Don't be in a hurry..." These women like to tease young men. "It's better to talk to your sisters... If you have anyone you like, you can tell your sister and she will help you find a matchmaker."
"Oh oh oh oh, thank you sisters for your kindness... I'd better go and see the third sister first." In addition to his blush, Yang Xiankang's ears were also red, and he trotted into the backyard. Rong's boudoir.
There are a lot of people here, there are three floors inside and three floors outside. They are all "Quanfu people" arranged by the mother to serve and dress up the third sister Yang Xianrong.
A "blessed woman" refers to a woman who has her parents alive, a husband, and children.
According to wedding customs and etiquette, there must be a "full blessing person" to take care of many matters at the wedding, so as to wish the newlyweds good luck in the future.
When they saw Yang Xiankang running in, they smiled and stepped out of the way. A woman kept saying, "The girl was just asking whether her second brother was hungry and wanted to bring him some food."
"The third sister is the most considerate and considerate." Yang Xiankang felt warm in his heart and also laughed.
"A girl loves her family the most, and she has done so since she was a child." Another woman led Yang Xiankang to the boudoir, "According to etiquette, Mr. Erlang is not allowed to enter the boudoir, but the girl just said, If the second brother comes, just bring him in directly. Since the second brother is unmarried and we have grown up together since childhood, we are blood relatives and there is no such taboo, so you have to be flexible."
"The third sister has always been free and easy, not bound by etiquette, and she is the most loved by her great-grandmother." Yang Xiankang praised again.
"There are several noble ladies in the room..." The mother-in-law lowered her voice, "The girl dislikes them for being too noisy, and is afraid that the little girl Lian'er won't be able to bear it, so she has asked Cuixi to take her to the side hall to eat fruit."
"Oh oh oh, that's good." Yang Xiankang's pace became faster, "The third sister is delicate and thoughtful. I will pay more attention to it later."
Before entering the room, I heard a woman say in a high voice: "Sister Rong is really beautiful today, and the emperor must like her too. Tsk, tsk, tsk, this graceful waist, if she can dance, she will be even more amazing." .”
In Dajin, only prostitutes and actors dance in public.
It would be extremely immodest for a noble girl to dance.
Therefore, it was extremely inappropriate for her to say this at this time.
At this time, Yang Xianrong was of high status, but this woman asked her to dance. Was she trying to charm the emperor? Or something else? So what is the difference between this and other concubines who are jealous in the palace?
It is really a derogation of one's dignity and one's own status.
When Yang Xiankang heard this, his heart tightened, and he immediately pushed the door open and said loudly: "Third sister, let me see if you need anything here?"
Yang Xianrong, who was being dressed up and surrounded by a group of women, was already unhappy when he heard the woman's words, but he couldn't get angry immediately. Just when he was thinking about how to deal with it, he heard his second brother walking in.
She was so happy that she didn't care that someone was still inserting various gold hairpins and jade in her head. She stood up abruptly and turned to look at the door.
When Yang Xiankang looked at it, he was actually crazy.
The eyebrows are like green feathers, and the muscles are like mutton fat.
The face is lined with peach petals, and the servant girl is piled with golden phoenix silk.
The oblique fringes of red gauze are colorful, and the high hairpins are emerald and emerald.
He had no idea that the coquettish foodie third sister who had always followed him since childhood had become so beautiful. Especially with the blessing of this phoenix robe, she showed such a beauty that people could not take their eyes away. Elegant beauty.
