"Third brother, I remember that our Zhang family's old house in Pucheng was originally worth one hundred and fifty guan."
Zhang Yue said: "That's the price."
Zhang Shi said with emotion: "Now we have bought a house in Bianjing, and it is worth 3,850 yuan. This has increased many times, but I still like my family's old house."
Zhang Yue smiled, it was difficult for him to understand Zhang Shi's mood.
I studied in a small town, then went to university in the provincial capital, and finally worked in the provincial capital. What I wanted most was to buy my own house in the provincial capital.
Now he finally has his own home.
Brother Zhang Yue Zhang Shi looked at the door of his home and suddenly felt a different emotion.
But it is undeniable that no matter how the mood changes from the cramped and low building to the high-rise compound now, they are full of contentment in their hearts now. They finally have a place to stay in Bianjing.
Now under the bright sky, my yard and alleys are quiet. In a few hours, the place will be bustling with traffic and crowded with greeting guests.
Zhang Yue took a deep breath in the morning light and felt his heart beating fast. He couldn't tell whether it was anxiety or excitement when he calmed down.
The Wu Mansion was busy before dawn that day. Mrs. Wu and the fifteenth mother came to the Wu Mansion early in the morning. As for Wu Anshi, Wu Anchi's brother and sister-in-law all helped to clean up.
Wu Anshi and Wu Anchi took charge of foreign affairs, preparing to receive guests, tidying up and decorating, sweeping the house inside and outside, etc.
The Seventeenth Mother got up before the fourth watch, boiled some soup in the kitchen, took a bath first, and then a Quanfu woman treated the Seventeenth Mother.
This Quanfu woman first applied fragrant powder on Seventeenth Niang's face, then used a red cotton thread to twist her face back and forth, and finally pulled up Seventeenth Niang's hair and combed it into a bun. Withdrew.
It was just dawn at this time, and the Seventeenth Mother was sitting by the mirror, being helped by her sisters, sisters-in-law and the maids in the room to lay her hair on her temples, add makeup, paint on her lips and eyebrows, and put on hairpins and clothes.
There were more than a dozen women busy in the room.
At this time, several ladies from the palace who were friends with Li Taijun came to the bridal chamber to meet the Seventeenth Mother.
A lady named Gaoming said with a smile: "You five girls of the Wu family are all good fortune-tellers. The first four sisters have all married into the prime minister's family, and one of them will marry the prime minister in the future."
Everyone laughed when they heard what the fateful woman said.
No one would find it auspicious to say too little on the wedding day, but they were afraid of not saying much. This time, the atmosphere was lively and joyful.
Seventeenth Mother was also smiling beside her, but she smiled and shed tears for some unknown reason.
Everyone was accustomed to it. On the day a woman gets married, she is attached to her family and it is necessary to shed tears. Everyone continued to chat.
But Seventeenth Mother burst into tears. Madam Wu saw that Seventeenth Mother was not crying properly, so she wiped her tears and asked, "What's wrong?"
Seventeenth Mother choked and said: "I think of the people in the nunnery..."
Lady Wu sighed in her heart, knowing that Seventeenth Mother was sad that her biological mother could not see her get married with her own eyes.
Mrs. Wu said: "We will go and see you later. Today is your special day, so don't talk about this."
After finishing speaking, Mrs. Wu called out: "Bring some red dates and longans."
Mrs. Wu put these into Seventeenth Niang's hand and said: "Eat some when you get on the sedan chair. You have to survive the whole day without eating or drinking."
The Seventeenth Mother held it in both hands.
Mrs. Wu then said to Seventeenth Niang: "Be your bride well. If the husband of the Zhang family treats you badly, just tell me that your brother-in-law and I will not divorce him."
The Seventeenth Mother said: "Before I got married, I was no better than after I got married. My sister can vent my anger for a while, but my happiness in this life is still with him. If the power is really useful, the daughter of the official family will not be divorced."
Mrs. Wu sighed and said, "This is the fate of our women."
The Seventeenth Mother had stopped crying at this moment and held a red date in her mouth.
Everyone in the room was chatting and laughing, but for a moment there was another commotion outside the room. People from the eldest room of the Wu family (Wu Yu) also came over, and it became even more lively for a while.
At this time Wu Chong and Li Taijun arrived.
The Seventeenth Niang, who was fully dressed, went out.
Wu Chong looked at his daughter and said: "Please go and pay homage to your family and ancestors, and may your marriage be harmonious and smooth. Besides, since you are married, you will become members of the Zhang family in the future. Please be filial to your brothers and sisters-in-law there, and be respectful to them." Husband, don’t think about me at home.”
Seventeenth Mother leaned back with tears in her eyes and said, "My daughter knows this, please take care of her parents."
When the time came, Zhang Yue and his party set off to the Wu Mansion to welcome the bride, while Guo Lin, Zhang Shi, and Zhang Qiu stayed at the manor to receive the guests.
In front of him is the emperor's ceremonial guard, marching forward in a mighty manner. The uncle of the country, Cao Yan, is only an alley away from Zhang Yue. As a relative, it is inconvenient for him to attend the wedding of a civil servant, but he still raises several horses at home. The tall horse was lent to Zhang Yue.
Zhang Yue rode a big white horse without any stray hairs. He was dressed in the groom's official uniform and was particularly energetic. Zhang Gong led the horse for him in front of the horse.
Following Zhang Yue were the etiquette instructor and the matchmaker, Mrs. Zhuang.
Behind him are Huang Haoyi, Fan Zuyu, Wang Anli, Zeng Zhao, Xu Jiang, etc., all of them are grooms, holding vases, candles, incense balls, salas for washing, makeup, photo stands, skirt boxes, clothes boxes, and hundreds of knots. , umbrellas, chairs and other items.
There were also officials from the Subdistrict Department on the left and right. Since the marriage was granted by the emperor, the officials from the Subdistrict Department were also very considerate and sent soldiers holding water jars to sprinkle water on the roadside to prevent dust from flying by.
Afterwards, the music officials played music, and more than thirty singers in red and purple clothes were mixed in the procession. This is also the custom of Bianjing's wedding, because it is inconvenient for men and women to mix together at the wedding, and bringing singers can hide people's eyes. .
The crowd gathered around the groom and the sedan chair to go to Jinliang Bridge.
Along the way, everyone was paying attention. Everyone knew that the number one scholar was getting married today, so they went to welcome him.
The people stayed on the side of the road, and some people followed the procession to watch the excitement.
Soon Zhang Yue and his entourage arrived and stopped in front of the Wu Mansion, but saw that the door was closed.
While the musicians continued to play Sheng songs, Huang Haoyi, who was holding a coat box in his hand, muttered: "I heard that people in Bianjing will give the groom a slap in the face when they get married?"
"What's the show of force?" Fan Zuyu, who was holding a vase at the side, asked.
Huang Haoyi gestured to the gate of Wu Mansion with his mouth and said, "You see, this is a rejection."
Fan Zuyu said: "How can this happen?"
Huang Haoyi said: "It's easy. Just compose a poem to encourage makeup, or order the musicians to play music to encourage makeup, or give them more colorful forgings or open the door to seal the door."
"What if you still don't open the door?" Fan Zuyu asked.
Huang Haoyi said: "I don't know. If this is the case, with the many years of friendship between you and Duzhi, I'm afraid we will have to kneel in front of the door and beg for it on Duzhi's behalf."
Fan Zuyu couldn't help but pale when he heard this.
Seeing that there was no movement in the Wu Mansion,
The gentleman next to Zhang Yue signaled the drummer to stop, but saw him shout out: "The high rolling bead curtain is hung with jade hooks, and the fragrant carriages and horses arrive at the door. There will be many bonuses, and the wealth will last forever." "
But as soon as he finished speaking, the doors of Wu Mansion opened.
