The brilliant morning sun reflects on the window, and the gilded red double happiness character shines brightly.

Murong Hui and Tang Jia'er heard that Xia Yuzhi was blocked in front of them, and they were about to chant poems against each other, so they had already giggled and ran out to see the excitement. Liu covered his lips with a handkerchief and chuckled, looked at Murong Ling and said: "This uncle of your family is really going to make things difficult, and he is an uncle who is a military attaché, but he has to be brilliant. ”

Chen Zhihua lowered his head, his face was full of smoke, and he was not worried. The Xia family is full of nobles, Xia Ge Lao and Marquis Kangping are both full of wealth, and Xia Yuzhi is also a dual cultivator of civil and military affairs, not a reckless martial artist.

My brother is always steady, but today is just a lively picture, where will it really be difficult for him?

Murong Ling asked the girl to refill the candy box, handed a plate of silk candy to Liu and Lu's hands, and said with a smile: "The two wives have worked hard all morning, and now they have a little free, why do you have to eat a candy first." ”

Chen Xinhua personally picked up the teapot on the mahogany entwined lotus carved table, filled the teacup in front of the two wives, and thanked him sincerely: "The sister is married, and the two ladies are tired. When the two ladies have free time in the coming day, they must come to the house again to sit down. ”

Lu Shi liked Chen Xinhua's practice very much, and responded with a smile: "Auntie's words are exact, we made an appointment with my wife a year ago, and the lotus flowers will be in full bloom in the coming day, so we must come to the Water Pavilion to enjoy the flowers and taste the tea." ”

Liu peeled a few peanuts in his hand, and said to Murong Ling again and again: "Let's just wait for Madame's post, Madame is not allowed to break her word." My grandfather got a pot of good tea a year ago, and I have already kept it. ”

A few people talked and laughed, but Chen Zhihua listened to the movement in front of him from time to time, half hoping that his brother would teach Xia Yuzhi's knowledge, and half hoping that his brother would let him go.

Counting that the time was almost the same, Murong Ling was just about to ask someone to go to the front to inquire, but Qiaozhen came in happily and replied: "Uncle came up with three questions in a row, and Uncle answered them fluently, so he passed this level." Now that he has entered the door, he handed out a red envelope when he met someone, and the second princess and Miss Jia'er grabbed several of them, and the front was not lively. ”

Liu and Lu clapped their hands for fun, Chen Zhihua lowered his head shyly, but peeked at his makeup from the rhombic glass. Chen Rujun also sent people over to pass the word: "My uncle should come over to greet her with just a pillar of incense, and the master asked the girl not to miss the auspicious time." ”

Murong Ling held the tassel hijab of the big red silk yarn in his hand, and gently stretched it out, wanting to cover Chen Zhihua's head, but he couldn't help but stare at his daughter's delicate makeup, with a faint sourness.

Separation is imminent, although Chen Zhihua is full of longing for a new life, he is reluctant to leave his parents and sister, and his eyes suddenly turn red. She threw herself into Murong Ling's arms, and her shoulders couldn't help but shrug slightly. Murong Ling also had a sour nose and gently hugged her daughter.

The true feelings are revealed, marrying a daughter and marrying a daughter-in-law are naturally two different moods, and Lu and Liu empathize.

The two persuaded at the same time: "The bride must not cry, the makeup on her face is spent, and we will miss the auspicious time if we make up for it." The two old mansions are so close to each other, but they are separated by a few streets, just like marrying in front of their parents, how many of them can have such blessings as you?"

Murong Ling restrained his emotions, patted Chen Zhihua's shoulder gently, and said with a smile: "The two ladies are right, marrying a daughter is a happy event, let's happily get on the sedan chair and live happily." ”

Chen Xinhua and Chen Yinghua, two sisters, hugged Chen Zhihua and said goodbye one by one, and Murong Ling gently covered her daughter's head with her eyes reluctant.

The newcomer was ready to stop, and the little girl came out and asked Chen Huanshan to carry Chen Zhihua on the sedan chair.

Chen Huanshan returned to Beijing to report on his work a few years ago, and had already returned to Changzhou, but this time he got the favor of Emperor Chongming, and deliberately rushed back from his post to send his sister out of the cabinet.

The sedan chair in Xiafu had stopped in front of the weeping flower door, and Chen Huanshan slowly followed the little girl into his sister's boudoir. Looking at the big red hijab covering her sister's beautiful face, only the dragon and phoenix auspicious Xia curtain was splendid.

Listening to his brother's footsteps getting closer and closer, Chen Zhihua, who had just calmed down, felt nervous again. She folded her hands on her lap, slightly cramped, and called out in a low voice, "Big brother."

Time overlapped again, Chen Huanshan's eyes were slightly warm, and he couldn't help but recall the second sister when she was a child.

At that time, the second sister was only five or six years old, he was holding his sister in his hand, his sister was holding a sugar gourd in his hand, the brother and sister were walking in the market of their hometown, and the younger sister also called him a big brother so delicately and softly.

and studying at Alexandra Academy, my sister had to dress up as a man and listen to the teacher's homework with the students. When no one is around, he pulls his arm and calls a big brother, and when he guards others, he will call Brother Chen in a decent manner, and the wisdom in his eyes can never be hidden.

The past is vivid, and the little girl who was once so lovely has now grown up and wants to marry a wife. Chen Huanshan deeply sighed that time is like water, flying too fast.

He responded gently, and his palm gently touched Chen Zhihua's shoulder, his voice warm and reassuring.

"Brother came to carry you on the sedan chair, don't be afraid, General Xia is a young talent, and he has a deep affection for you, and he will not let you down. In the future, I will live a good life with him, teach my husband and children, honor my in-laws and elders, and don't be naughty. ”

The big red hijab shook slightly, Chen Zhihua agreed in a choked voice, and held his brother's hand tightly.

Chen Huanshan bent down and waited for Qiaozhen to support Chen Zhihua on his back. He firmly carried his sister on his back, walked very steadily step by step, crossed the ice crack path of the east courtyard, and walked to the Hanging Flower Gate, stopping in front of the big red gold silk peony sedan chair with eight lifts.

The sound of firecrackers crackling has not stopped, Chen Zhihua is covered with a red silk veil, and he can vaguely see the shadowy figure outside, and his heart is pounding.

Helped down by the girl from her brother's back, she felt a panic in her heart, and she didn't know where to go for a while. But she smelled the familiar breath around her, and a warm big hand held her little hand tightly, and someone whispered in her ear: "Zhihua, I'm here to marry you and return home." ”

Xia Yuzhi's breath was warm, his voice was slightly hoarse because of excitement, he thoughtfully arranged the complicated skirt for Chen Zhihua, and then helped her get on the sedan chair.

The sedan curtain was lifted again, and the bride put a red and round apple on Chen Zhihua's hand, and said softly with a smile: "Madame take it, the meaning of the apple is peace, this peaceful joy can not be dropped, Madame must hold it in the palm of her hand." ”

Xia Yuzhi, as a military general, is inseparable from fighting and killing, and returned from a serious injury on Yuping Mountain in the past, Chen Zhihua doesn't know how many tears he shed in front of the Buddha. She thought in her heart, all she asked for was the word peace, and when she heard the happy lady say it intimately, the corners of her lips couldn't help but smile, and she held the apple firmly in her hand.