The convoy of Xia Mansion lined up in battle, and the Nanmu carriage covered with a color of vermilion was pasted with the word "double happiness", followed by the ink-lacquered flat-bottomed carriage of the maid and servant, together with the one hundred and twenty-eight solid dowry gifts, and the long queue flowed like water, marching towards Sangyuhu.

Sangyu Hutong is cramped, and only one carriage can pass by, so the team of hired people is longer and more lively. Seeing that the first dowry had already entered the Xia Mansion, and the last one had not yet turned out of Qinglong Street, the huge scene attracted hundreds of people to stop, all talking about the grand occasion of the marriage of the two old mansions.

Listening to the melodious music from far and near, he could already smell the movement of the drums and sheng at the gate, Chen Zhihua had already hidden in his boudoir, and his hibiscus face was red with shame.

Murong Wei came early, and now she is with Wen Wan, by her side. There is also Qiaozhen busy going in and out, like a chirping magpie, from time to time to bring the lively pomp and circumstance in front of her into the boudoir.

Hearing that the Marquis of Kangping and the Shen family and others had been accompanied by their parents to serve tea in the front hall, knowing that the Quanfu people would come over to insert hairpins for themselves in a while, to make up for the ritual they had missed before, Chen Zhihua was so nervous that he kept twisting the handkerchief, and ordered Qiaozhen to take the rhombic glasses to see if his makeup was neat, and it was strange that there was a place to snub Xia Fu.

Gently and intimately put up a high bun for her, only pasted a few flower tenants, and helped her to make a big red auspicious dress with Feng Laiyi, shook her hand with a smile, and signaled that everything was fine.

Murong Wei took this year's newly made snail dai, carefully painted two already curved cage smoke eyebrows for Chen Zhihua, and slapped a little light rouge away, carefully smoothing her cheeks.

Outside the ring, there is a lot of laughter. Murong Ling personally accompanied the Shen family and the two Quanfu people, followed by the Hu family and Xia Lanxin's sister-in-law, everyone was lively and lively, and entered Chen Zhihua's East Cross Courtyard together.

Chen Zhihua's face was full of shyness, and the blessings of the two Quanfu mouths were repeated, and he inserted the lotus glazed hairpin that symbolized the auspicious meaning on his cloud temples, and got up to say ten thousand blessings.

Mrs. Liu has a very hearty personality, and she praised Chen Zhihua when she came to be a matchmaker last time. I have a friendship with Murong Ling back and forth, and now I look at Murong Ling with a smile and say: "A pair of newcomers are a perfect match, they are really talented and beautiful." Let's talk about it today, when the second girl gets on the sedan chair, Mrs. can no longer trust others, it is still the two of us who will be the combing people. ”

Hu Ge's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Lu Shi, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry of the Dynasty, nodded again and again when she heard this: "Sister Liu's words are good, we must be touched by the bride's joy that day." ”

Chen Zhihua's face turned crimson when he heard this, like the most brilliant cloud in the sky, and he hid behind his mother shyly.

Murong Ling was in a good mood, and replied again and again: "The two ladies are willing to come here, that is a blessing for the two children, we can't ask for it, and we must deliver the post as soon as possible." ”

Xia Yuzhi and Chen Zhihua are both considered to be older in Xixia's noble households. Today's dowry was given, and both families knew that the auspicious period would not be too long. In the main hall of the front yard, the Marquis of Kangping couldn't wait for a long time, and discussed with Chen Rujun about the date of marriage, and he couldn't wait to marry Chen Zhihua immediately.

Hearing that his father decided to put the wedding date in March next year, Xia Yu was overjoyed. Although he was sitting in a precarious position, looking at his nose and nose and heart, looking at a serious book, he was already scratching his heart with a hundred claws, and he only hoped that Chen Rujun would respond quickly.

Near noon, the full honor guard of Queen Chu was lined up, and the phoenix drove to the old Shilang Mansion.

Xiao Dehai, the chief eunuch beside her, wore a new palace robe, holding the Ming Emperor's decree in his hand, smiling like Maitreya Buddha, and following him with a spring breeze.

What the Empress of Chu brought was the Empress Dowager's decree to marry a couple. Xia Yuzhi knelt in front of the court, peeking at Chen Zhihua, who was dressed in red and infinitely shy, and gently held her soft hair under the cover of the wide robe and big sleeves, and her heart was full of sweetness.

Strange old lady once said that her gift would be sent directly to the Chen Mansion. This auspicious marriage decree is the greatest dignity that the old man can give to a couple.

The Queen Mother also rewarded Chen Zhihua with a pair of gold and jade Ruyi and a red coral tree, as Chen Zhihua's first dowry in the future, to congratulate the couple on their 100-year reunion.

Today is a good day to choose to coincide with the annual Laba Festival. Empress Chu also brought the eight-treasure porridge that had been boiled in the palace all night, symbolizing sweetness and sweetness, and ordered people to reward the guests who came to congratulate today.

The Xia and Chen families received the Empress Dowager's decree, and they felt even more happy, Murong Ling beckoned everyone to sit down, and instructed the maid to go down to serve the porridge and distribute the eight-treasure porridge given by the emperor to everyone.

Queen Chu Su Ri's graceful and luxurious face was full of joy today, not only called a couple of newlyweds to come to the ceremony, took Chen Zhihua's hand full of love, but also praised the two mansions for their godsons, and they were the ministers of the country's humerus.

The words are shallow and profound, and in a few words, the guests who congratulated them understood the status of the Xia and Chen families in the court.

Jing'an Houye thought that now Mrs. Liu and Murong Ling were friends, and she was a Quanfu person invited by the Xia and Chen families, so she caught Mrs. Liu's gaze in the crowd and quietly gave her a thumbs up.

Empress Chu didn't stay long, only stayed for a quarter of an hour, and then said that there were other important things in the palace and drove back to the palace.

In the flower hall of Chen's mansion, the banquet was arranged in the morning. A few rosewood carved screens are separated, and there are several tables of male guests outside, Chen Rujun and Kang Ping Houye will serve Tang Ge Lao and Hu Ge Lao on the upper position, and the two of them will sit under the prime minister.

Inside, Murong Ling and Mrs. Shen sat on the main seat, let the two Quanfu people in the chief, and ordered someone to take the self-brewed fruit wine in the spring, intending to toast the two of them with a glass.

There weren't many guests, and there were six tables inside and out. The hundred officials of the court and the central government knew about the marriage of the two old mansions, and they all ordered someone to send a congratulatory ceremony, and Chen Rujun ordered someone to leave only the post and return the gift.

Those who can sit in the flower hall, except for the best friends who have been friends with each other for a long time, are loyal and good people with the same political views in the DPRK and China, and there is no miscellaneous person, Xia and Chen have the same meaning, and they do not want to take advantage of the marriage of their children to be extravagant.

On the rosewood bent-legged round table covered with a red brocade hibiscus table screen, eight delicate cold dishes have been placed, and the male guests have put the best Huadiao wine there, just waiting for the host to give an order, and the sixteen dishes prepared will be served to the table in a steady stream.

It was lively here, and Hua An, a small servant who had gone to the city gate earlier to wait for Chen Xinhua's family to enter Beijing, walked like a fly, and ran to the outside of the flower hall.

He wiped the sweat on his forehead, snorted and panted, smiled so that his eyes became a slit, and ordered to quickly pass the message inside, the aunt and grandmother's family had just entered the city gate, and now accompanied by the mother-in-law in the house, the carriage and horse were about to arrive at Sangyu Hutong.