As for the most notorious dandy, Mr. Shao Yin, Wang Zhen was even more confused. He had never even seen Mr. Shao Yin's face.
Before Wang Zhen went out to pick up the bride, he only had time to exchange a few words with these two people, and arranged for careful people to wait and entertain them.
He had just been so busy welcoming the bride that he was on his back. He had no time to think carefully about the purpose of these two people. Now that he was picking up the bride and riding around, his heart began to beat. He really couldn't figure out why these two people came, let alone what they were doing. A blessing and a curse.
It is a good thing to get a wife, but it is not a good thing if the internal guard comes to your door. Don't bother with it. In the end, you will be extremely happy and miserable.
He was a little uneasy because of what was going on in his mind, but his face was still beaming and there was nothing inappropriate about it.
Not only Wang Zhen was uneasy, but everyone at the wedding banquet was also a little uneasy. Seeing Han Changmu was like seeing the god of plague, which was really unlucky.
It wasn't until Wang Gui also appeared at the wedding banquet that the attendees suddenly realized and remembered Wang Zhen's identity.
Although Wang Zhen is not much younger than Wang Gui, he is his true nephew.
Wang Gui is the internal supervisor in charge of Ye Ting and the confidant of Concubine Li.
Concubine Li gave birth to an adult prince, who was named King Zhao and was favored by the emperor.
These threads were connected together, outlining the reason why the two upstarts from the DPRK and China came to drink the wedding banquet of a junior official from the fifth rank.
Everyone's expressions suddenly became extremely exciting.
Wang Zhen received the bride as he wished, and the procession of welcoming the bride entered from the north gate of Dongshi City and headed south along the main street.
This group of people was so huge, and with the dowry of one hundred and twenty sets, it stretched for half the street, attracting passers-by to stop and watch, and they seemed to jump out of the room in envy that it was free of charge.
One is an official with a bright future, and the other is a businessman who makes money in a good way. Looking at nothing else but the lavishness of the wedding day and the grand scene of the dowry today, they are a match made in heaven.
Wang Zhen's old tree has bloomed new flowers, and the plum blossom has bloomed twice. He looks elegant and elegant, without any sense of restraint. His red wedding dress is beautifully embroidered, with fine stitches, and the gold thread shines dazzlingly in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Some people in the crowd of onlookers recognized that this wedding dress was not the workmanship of the folk embroiderers outside, but actually had some skills of the embroiderers in the palace, and they couldn't help but marveled.
In this dynasty, in more particular families, the girl's wedding dress was prepared by the man. The more expensive it is, the more it reflects the man's feelings. The husband's wedding dress was hand-embroidered by the girl. The more exquisite it is, the more it reflects the girl's virtuousness. .
And the wedding dress Wang Zhen wore was obviously made by Mrs. Shen. Could it be that Mrs. Shen came from the palace? Then Wang Zhen would make a lot of money.
I would rather marry a slave of a big family than a daughter of a young family. Wouldn’t the person who comes out of the palace be the biggest slave of the big family?
Wang Zhen rode through the streets, raising his chin slightly, and cheerfully holding his hands to the left and right. The red envelopes in the entourage's hands were thrown out in handfuls as if they were free, causing the crowd of onlookers to scream and grab them.
Today is probably an excellent day, with a clear sky and a bright sunset. There are many families in Chang'an City holding wedding ceremonies. There are as many as four wedding teams passing through Dongshi City alone.
Coupled with Wang Zhen's team, these five wedding teams inevitably collided together, wrapping five similar-looking sedan chairs in the crowd, just in time to wrap up the crowd in Dongshi.
The main street was packed.
There are many shops in the East Market and the streets are spacious, but the five wedding teams are so crowded in the streets and alleys that it is extremely crowded and difficult to pass by.
Wang Zhen looked at the crowds of people squeezing around, his forehead twitching. Today must be a great day. Even if you have a wife, you can be stuck in traffic.
He glanced left and right, and the steward next to him hurriedly whispered: "Sir, two of these four families are government officials, and the other two are merchants."
Wang Zhen nodded. Things in Chang'an City cannot be judged based on birth. Maybe one of the merchants has a daughter who is a favorite concubine in the palace.
He looked at the bustling streets, frowned slightly, and hurriedly asked the housekeeper to hand over thick red envelopes to the two families and discuss with them to make way.
At this moment, there was a loud "bang" sound in the crowd, and then a column of white smoke rose up.
Then there was a series of crackling sounds, and explosive dust and rocks flew into the air. Everyone screamed and ran around holding their heads.
The team to pick up the bride suddenly turned into a mess.
In the billowing white smoke, the horses were frightened, raised their front hooves high, and threw several groomsmen to the ground.
I don’t know who smashed the dowry box on the ground first, wailed and ran away with his head in his hands. Then there was a crashing sound, and I don’t know how many dowry boxes were smashed on the ground.
Wang Zhen was also thrown off the horse and fell heavily to the ground. When he recovered from the panic and turned around to look, the dowry boxes behind him fell to the ground, and clothes, cloth, jewelry and furniture were scattered everywhere. All over the floor.
The red sedan also landed on the ground, and the curtain embroidered with lotus rose and fell in the wind, revealing the man in wedding clothes in the sedan.
He rolled over and crawled over, pressed against the sedan curtain, rubbed his painful waist, and asked in a trembling voice: "Ah Chen, Ah Chen, how are you? Are you injured?"
There was a low groan from the sedan, as if it had hit something. The person in the sedan struggled for a moment and said in a low voice: "I'm fine, Mr. Husband, outside, what happened outside?"
Hearing Mrs. Shen's voice, Wang Zhen felt more at ease. He looked around at the chaotic surroundings and gently comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay. I don't know whose firecracker exploded. It scared the horse. It's okay." , you have a rest in the sedan chair, you will be fine in a while."
Madam Shen whispered anxiously: "Then, then, what if we miss the right time?"
Wang Zhen said gently: "It's okay. You can rest peacefully for a while. I'm outside."
There was a sound of hurried running in the distance. Wang Zhen turned around when he heard the sound and hurriedly said: "Ah Chen, the government officials from Jingzhao Mansion are here. Don't worry, they will be fine in a while."
When He Dengglou and others rushed to the East Market, they saw a chaotic scene with people on their backs. Large areas of bright scarlet colored silk were spread on the ground and were trampled into a mess.
Street stalls were overturned and the items for sale were scattered everywhere.
A fire broke out not far away. The fire was not strong, but the smoke was thicker, which was really bluffing.
Some people cried, some ran away, some sat on the ground crying and scolding their mothers, and no one could be found to compensate for the damage.
The most hateful thing is that someone took advantage of the chaos and stole the dowry scattered on the ground and stuffed it into his own arms.
He Denglu's fleshy face rarely showed a ferocious look, and he shook his hand heavily.
With the big knife on his head, he cursed loudly: "Fuck you, stop me! If you run away again, I'll see who runs away again. You, I'm talking about you. If you steal again, I'll chop you down!!"
He Denggou had a round face. He was gentle when he was not smiling and kind when he was smiling. When he was angry with a dark face, he was also very intimidating and frightened everyone to stop.
He was very satisfied with the result, coughed lightly, softened his voice that had become hoarse just now, and began to give instructions in an orderly manner.
The yamen servants in Jingzhao Mansion were very agile and organized in their work. With just one stick of incense, they completely extinguished the crumbling fire, settled the chaotic crowd, and gathered back the scattered people who were welcoming the bride. people.
It's a pity that some of the dowries were smashed and some were trampled to pieces, which was really difficult to clean up.
He Denglu's face was gloomy and extremely ugly. He coughed lightly and said, "My gentlemen, are you okay?"
The embarrassed groom's officers and the equally embarrassed housekeepers all responded.
"Nothing, nothing, Jingzhao Mansion came in time."
He Denglu nodded with satisfaction and said with a serious face: "Since everyone is fine, let's go back home quickly, so as not to miss the good time."
The housekeepers very wisely presented thick red envelopes to the Jingzhao Mansion officials who had worked hard. Of course, the one given to He Dengglou was especially generous.
The groom's officials looked at each other, exchanged a few greetings, and then rushed to their respective mansions in an orderly manner.
Although it was said to be in good order, in fact, it was a bit unlucky to have such a big situation, and the team welcoming the bride was somewhat panicked.
When Wang Zhen hurried back to the door of Wang's house, the auspicious moment had already arrived. The complicated wedding ceremony was completed smoothly, and it was dark. The red lanterns in the corridor were lit up one after another, illuminating the entire mansion in red. The sky was filled with light at dusk on this day.
He and Mrs. Shen entered the room holding the two ends of the red silk and heaved a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, both he and Mrs. Shen were getting married for the second time and knew these etiquettes well, so they did not make mistakes in such a hectic situation.
The bridal chamber was crowded with girls and women. Logically speaking, at this time, it was time to pick up the hijab and perform the wedding ceremony. However, the auspicious time had already passed. The guests outside were still waiting for the groom to go out to toast and feast. I don’t know who shouted first. After saying this, the bride was frightened and asked her to freshen up and rest for a while.
Only then did everyone remember that something had happened on the road. The bride was probably so frightened that she cried, and her makeup might have been stained by tears. If she took off her hijab at this time and lost someone, everyone would look bad.
Everyone hurriedly responded with this remark and retreated.
Wang Zhen obviously thought of this, walked over slowly, shook Madam Shen's hand, and whispered softly: "A Shen, I will ask the maid to come in and freshen you up. I will go to the front to say hello and then come back."
Madam Shen lowered her head and her voice was calm and steady: "It doesn't matter, sir, go and do your work. I can just wash myself."
Wang Zhen thought that Mrs. Shen was not used to being served, so he did not make it difficult for her. He nodded and said: "Okay, Chen, then I will ask someone to bring some hot soup and hot dishes in. You can use some cushions first."
Madam Shen responded in a low voice.
Wang Zhen looked at Madam Shen reluctantly through the red dazzling hijab, then opened the door and went out. He ordered the two maids outside the door to serve carefully and listen to Madam Shen's instructions.
