Chapter 250: The Big Wedding

On the fifth day of the first month of March, it was a sunny day again, the blue sky was cloudless, like a good blue jade, high and far, sparse and open.

Ling Qingyun got up at the beginning, then dressed up and wore a complicated wedding dress. The wedding dress was decorated with red jade and gold leaf, weighing more than ten catties, and Ling Qingyun was soft.

And her tiara is decorated with twenty catties of gold and precious stones, luxurious and gorgeous, and golden.

When this outfit was put on, Ling Qingyun couldn't move.

"My neck hurts." She muttered.

"Shh Chen Qiniang slapped her hand heavily and told her not to speak.

Ling Qingyun felt that her bones hurt, her neck hurt, and the back of her hand that Chen Qiniang had beaten also hurt, and she couldn't sit still.

When he arrived at Maozheng, Ling Qingcheng entered the house and carried Ling Qingyun to the family temple to worship. When a girl gets married, the first thing is to go to the family temple to say goodbye.

When you put on the wedding dress and wedding shoes, your feet can no longer get the dust of your mother's house, so no matter where you go, your brother will carry them.

Ling Qingyun has a big brother, and it is her eldest brother who carries her on his back.

"Am I heavy?" From Ling Qingyun's yard to going out of the gate, Ling Qingyun heard her brother gasping a little, and asked him after getting into the car.

Ling Qingcheng didn't speak to Ling Qingyun either: "Don't open your mouth today!" ”

Ling Qingyun shut up stupidly.

When the carriage arrived at the family temple, Ling Qingcheng carried her down again.

The family temple had already rolled out a long red carpet, Ling Qingyun walked up, her body was a little unstable, and Ling Qingcheng was supporting her beside her.

The morning of early spring is cold. But after the worship, Ling Qingyun was covered in sweat.

Bowed to the family temple. Ling Qingyun returned home.

"Don't open your mouth, listen to me." Ling Qingcheng carried Ling Qingyun back to her room and let her sit on the bed, Chen Qiniang said on the side, "The people and horses that my sister-in-law greeted are about to arrive, and when they have finished eating, Yin Yang Ke chooses the official to report the hour, and they can leave." ”

A welcome is the beginning of a wedding.

An Wei will ride a tall horse and personally lead a very considerable personal greeting team. Go to Ling's house.

The welcoming team consisted of dozens of boys. They became "walkers". Under the opening of the drum music, the walkers each carried vases, flower candles, incense balls, toiletries, dressing tables, photo tables, skirt boxes, clothes boxes, knots, green umbrellas, chairs, etc., and came to Ling Qingyun's house.

The Ling family needed to prepare food and drinks to entertain them.

There were fifty people in the line of Anea, and this was announced in advance. Let the Ling family prepare the meal.

Chen Qiniang just finished speaking. Outside, I remembered the sound of drums. Melodiously passed through the street and floated into the courtyard.

Ling Qingyun listened attentively.

A moment later, there was an artillery battle at the gate of the Ling family. There was a crackling sound.

"It's coming!" Chen Qiniang laughed in a low voice, and then she said to the maids in the room, "The second aunt is here, and she wants to make a profit, so you go and grab it!" ”

The maids said yes and rushed to go.

Ling Qingyun sat there laughing.

She didn't know what the money in Anksari City looked like and what her demeanor was. I thought about it, but I couldn't think of it.

Will An Wai have a strained face, or a smile?

In fact, Chen Qiniang asked the maids to go to the door, not only to grab the money in the city, but also to listen to the time of Yin and Yang's official selection.

Before the personal greeting team entered the door, the ceremonial officer had to read the congratulatory message first, and then the drum officer made music, and then chose the official to announce the time.

It's just the time to get up.

The auspicious time can only be chosen today, so Ling Qingyun doesn't know either.

After a while, her maid came in with a handful of Lishi money, and said to Chen Qiniang and Ling Qingyun with a smile: "Ke Xueguan has been singing for an hour, and it is not the right time!" ”

It was afternoon, and there was still half a day left.

Ling Qingyun lifted the heavy crown and couldn't help sighing: "Ouch! ”

She really wanted to be early, and when she arrived at An's house, she changed her clothes and tiara, so that she could relax easily.

As a result, there is still a long time to wait.

Chen Qiniang hit her hand again.

Ling Qingyun glanced at her sister-in-law sadly.

Chen Qiniang didn't let her at all, saying: "Today is an auspicious day of great joy, don't mourn." ”

Ling Qingyun let out another sigh and swallowed it.

She wore a heavy crown on her head, she could only sit and not lie down, and her neck slowly became more and more sore, and she felt particularly difficult.

It was so difficult that it finally came to the beginning of the day, and the music of urging makeup sounded again, and it was finally time to get on the sedan chair, Ling Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Qiniang covered her with a red hijab and handed her over to the matchmaker.

The matchmaker supported Ling Qingyun and went to bid farewell to the Jing family and the elders.

Jing sat in the middle hall.

An Wei was already over there, standing on Ling Qingyun's left hand side. After they knelt down, Jing said a lot of auspicious words, and his voice choked as he spoke.

Ling Qingyun also cried.

Then, An Wei led her to the weeping flower gate to make a sedan chair.

Ling Qingyun lay on Ling Qingcheng's back, followed behind An Wei, and looked at him wearing a big red auspicious suit, with slender and straight legs, a thin waist and broad shoulders, and steady steps, and a ripple in his heart.

"This is my man!" She thought so.

Ling Qingyun got on the sedan chair and covered it with a red hijab.

Because it was not yet time, the sedan chair drivers pretended to beg for money and refused to leave.

This is one of the steps of the wedding.

An Wei rode on a horse to scatter money, and the surrounding was beaten by coins, like a rain of money.

The money in the market must be scattered again and again, which is auspicious enough. Many people think it's a bad habit because it costs a lot of money, but An doesn't care.

Therefore, An Wei sprinkled the money there for two quarters of an hour, and everyone grabbed their pockets.

Ling Qingyun sat in the sedan chair, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

After a while, when the time finally came, the sedan chair got up and staggered. All the way to the drums, all the way to the hustle and bustle, and finally arrived at home.

When I arrived at Anjia, getting off the sedan chair was "blocking the door".

The so-called blocking the door, there is a ceremonial official to read the words of blocking the door: what "never a gentleman does not have gold, this intention to pursue the intention to deepen." **Relatives talk broadly, don't bother to introduce the long-term hard work".

In a word, there is money again.

After the barricade ceremony, the Yin and Yang Ke Xue officials began to perform the "bean scattering ceremony": the Ke Ze official held a flower bucket in his hand, which was filled with bean grain money and fruit. After scattering, the children picked it up everywhere.

Door-blocking, bean-sprinkling, saddle-sitting, worshipping, tent-throwing, bun-folding, closing and handing over the house.

All the etiquette is over, and it is already dusk.

Ling Qingyun was almost half a breath left.

An Wei couldn't sit still when she saw her, and asked her, "Are you tired?" ”

"Tired!" Ling Qingyun replied.

She had to wait until she had made a fuss in the cave before she could remove the crown from her head.

An Wei laughed and asked her quietly, "Is it heavy on the head?" ”

Ling Qingyun nodded.

An Wei picked up Ling Qingyun's crown.

Ling Qingyun suddenly felt a lot lighter on her head, although her hair was a little pulled.

She chuckled.

"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss." Ling Qingyun caught a glimpse of someone coming in, and hurriedly said to An Wei.

An Wei let go of his hand.

As soon as he let go, the crown pressed against Ling Qingyun's neck again, and Ling Qingyun's shoulders suddenly shrank down.

Then. The table is open. An'an went to the table.

The relatives and daughters of the An family all came to sit here with Ling Qingyun. When they left to sit in front of them, Ling Qingyun could finally take off the crown and take off her auspicious clothes.

She was overjoyed.

The maids prepared bath water for her.

The maid sent by the Xiaojing clan to serve. Ling Qingyun knew almost everything. to this home. She didn't feel stranger at all.

After taking a bath, she suddenly felt light, and Ling Qingyun put it on the kang near the window and didn't move.

She fell asleep in a daze.

In my sleep. She seemed to see a figure, slowly drifting outside, she was a little surprised, and hurriedly chased after her.

After chasing most of the yard, the figure finally stopped. As soon as she turned around, she saw herself - it should be Ling Qingyun, the original Ling Qingyun. With a smile on her face, she was peaceful and harmonious, waved her hand at Ling Qingyun, and asked her to go back.

"Don't send it" Ling Qingyun saw her lips slightly raised, and vaguely said this word.

She stood there stunned.

A spirit, Ling Qingyun woke up and sat up suddenly. She was still in her new house, surrounded by red candles and maids standing by.

She was at a loss for a while.

She had just dreamed of Ling Qingyun, the first time she had dreamed of her.

The girl in the dream did not resent, did not feel miserable, but left easily and calmly.

Thinking of this, Ling Qingyun still felt a little down-to-earth in her heart, although she felt that this might not be a portent, but just her own fantasy.

She sat on the kang and didn't move for a long time, and An Wei came in.

With the smell of wine on his body, An Wei hurriedly came in and said to Ling Qingyun, "Jiu Niang, Shiting is gone!" ”

"What?" Ling Qingyun stood up suddenly, "Where did he go?" ”

"I don't know." "He stunned my people, and then he went away with his own people, and he was out of the city for about two or three hours. ”

The stone garden is to go.

He said this more than once.

Whether it was for himself or Ling Qingyun, he didn't want to die in front of Ling Qingyun.

During these days, Ling Qingyun has always taken care of him, and the rest of his life is enough, and he no longer has regrets and worries.

Therefore, he took advantage of Ling Qingyun and An Wei's wedding and left them.

"Do you want to chase it?" An Wei asked Ling Qingyun.

Ling Qingyun thought of Fang Cai's dream.

It's time to let go.

Whether it was Ling Qingyun or Shi Ting in the past, they should let them go, leaving behind those who were not really kind.

Ling Qingyun got up, grabbed An Wei's hand, and whispered, "Don't chase!" ”

An Wei hugged her and kissed her.

He tossed her into the middle of the night.

For the first time in more than 20 years, An Wei possessed a woman, and this freshness and excitement made him want to stop.

Ling Qingyun almost fainted.

She may have been overtired and couldn't sleep. Kankan slept for an hour, and Ling Qingyun woke up.

An eaves slept very deeply, breathing evenly.

His arms were still around her.

Ling Qingyun rested her head on An Wei's chest, her mind fluctuated for a while, and the events of her past and present lives flashed in front of her one by one like white clouds.

She hugged An Wei's waist, snuggled up to his strong chest, and thought beautifully: In this life, I finally trapped a good man!

An eaves woke up at the beginning of Mao.

Ling Qingyun served him to change his clothes and tie his hair.

The two dressed up and went to the front yard for the bridal ceremony.

An Wei and Ling Qingyun walked side by side. The morning sun had risen, and the pale red glow fell on their faces, with a kind of brilliant joy. The sunlight dragged their shadows for a long, long time.

An Wei gently shook Ling Qingyun's hand, satisfied!

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Recommend a book written about traditional Chinese medicine: "The Sacred Book of Medicine", the author Dong Nanxiang, the main station male protagonist, non-female protagonist romance, there are many cases of traditional Chinese medicine, which is more enjoyable, and those who like traditional Chinese medicine can move to see it. (To be continued......)