Chapter 516: Wang Lei's wedding
In the blink of an eye, June has passed, and it has reached July 16.
On this day, Ye County was boiling. Jizhou Mu wedding, many people, also happy. At this time, the state pastoral mansion was full of festive red lanterns and happy words that could be seen everywhere.
The wedding hall in the hall is decently arranged, and as soon as you enter it, there is a rush of joy.
The person who served as the master of ceremonies was none other than Sima Yi's teacher Hu Zhao.
Compared with Wang Yue and Tong Yuan, Hu Zhao is full of economy and is familiar with etiquette, and Hu Zhao and Wang Yue, Tong Yuan, and the old man are close friends and Wang Lei's elders, so it is also suitable to serve as the master of ceremonies.
Above the hall, the old man sat on the left side, and Han sat on the right, one on the left and one on the right, all smiling.
Both of them are looking forward to Wang Lei and Han Mengyu getting married.
Now, the day has finally come.
Wang Lei and Han Mengyu stood in the lobby in an orderly manner, both a little nervous.
For both of them, it was a first.
Wang Lei was wearing a red robe, and under Guo Yu's dress, the murderous aura on Wang Lei's body disappeared, and he had more elegant temperament. Han Mengyu stood next to him, wearing a wide-sleeved cardigan and a crown of pearls and phoenixes.
Hu Zhao looked at the two and began to direct the two to conduct the ceremony.
"Worship heaven and earth!"
Hu Zhao's expression was serious, his mouth was open, and his deep and loud voice sounded in the happy hall.
When Wang Lei and Han Mengyu heard this, they were like two puppets, following Hu Zhao's rhythm and letting Hu Zhao command.
"Second worship the old moon!"
Hu Zhao raised his voice and shouted again.
Wang Lei and Han Mengyu saluted together.
"Three Worship High Hall!"
Hu Zhao had a thick smile in his eyes and shouted again.
Wang Lei and Han Mengyu faced the old man and Han and saluted respectfully for the third time. It's just that Wang Lei's heart is a little weird. Generally speaking, in ancient times, marriage was to worship heaven and earth, worship the high hall twice, and finally worship husband and wife.
Hu Zhao's arrangement is different.
In fact, this is Wang Lei's cognitive error.
In the existing historical materials, there is no record of husband and wife worshipping before the Han Dynasty. The formal worship of husband and wife was only in the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and the worship of husband and wife became a fixed marriage etiquette. According to the records in the historical materials, the worship of husband and wife first appeared in the Jin Dynasty.
Therefore, Hu Zhao did not shout 'husband and wife worship'.
Wang Lei had doubts in his heart, but it was impossible to raise it at this critical time.
According to Hu Zhao's arrangement, the etiquette was carried out.
"Send to the cave!"
With Hu Zhao shouting, there was a burst of cheers in the happy hall.
The continuous laughter echoed in the happy hall.
Congratulations, resounding in the hall.
Wang Lei and Han Mengyu turned around and walked in the direction of the cave house. At this time, I saw two teenage girls walking in front to lead the way, while Wang Lei held colorful silk in his hand and led Han Mengyu towards the cave house.
On the road ahead, there are five sacks.
These five sacks are also an important part of the worship ceremony.
Wang Lei and Han Mengyu walked forward, both stepping on the sack and stepping on the sack. And every time the two walked past a sack, the maid and others who followed behind them handed the stepped sack to the front and continued to spread it on the ground. And so on and so forth. Paving the five sacks means "passing on the ancestry", and it also means "five generations meet and five generations are in the same house".
When they came to the door of the cave room, the two entered the room and sat on the bed according to the left and right of the man.
During the whole process, Wang Lei and Han Mengyu were like puppets.
However, the relatives and friends who followed around were watching the excitement and cheering loudly.
Sitting on the bed, there is also a etiquette.
At this time, an old woman with silver hair and a red face came over and gently knocked Han Mengyu's head with a weighing rod, which meant that she was satisfied.
In this way, the whole wedding is completed.
Wang Lei took the lead out of the room and invited guests to the house, while Han Mengyu stayed in the room and began to remove makeup.
After Han Mengyu changed his clothes, he walked out of the room again and accompanied Wang Lei to pay homage to the elders in the family. This etiquette is also simple for Wang Lei and Han Mengyu. Wang Lei has no father or mother, only the old man has a relative. And Han Mengyu's father Han Fu has died, leaving only his mother Han and his brothers, and the rest of his relatives are not many.
After meeting all the elders, it was another courtesy, and the sky was already dark.
At night, the lights on the house flicker, as bright as day.
At this time, the feast began.
In the lobby, table after table of guests is overcrowded.
Old Man, Wang Yue, Tong Yuan, Hu Zhao, Zheng Xuan, Liu Hong, Sima Hui, Pang Degong, Huang Chengyan, Hua Tuo and other great Confucians gathered, in addition, there are also great Confucians in the academy, all of whom are full of five or six tables. Moreover, Wang Lei has Du Yi, Guo Jia, Jia Xu, Tian Feng, Xun Chen and other civil servants, and there are military generals such as Lu Bu, Dian Wei, and Huang Zhong.
The whole hall was full of uproar and laughter.
Coming to Zheng Xuan's side, Wang Lei and Han Mengyu began to toast.
Zheng Xuan held the wine bottle and said with a smile: "Zigu, you are extremely talented, and your wife is extremely virtuous, the old man wishes you husband and wife to grow old together and give birth to a noble son as soon as possible." ”
"Thank you Kang Chenggong!"
Wang Lei and Han Mengyu thanked each other at the same time, and after toasting, they walked towards Liu Hong.
Standing beside Liu Hong, I only heard Liu Hong say with a smile: "Virtuous nephew, today is your happy day, the old man wishes you an early birth to a noble son and a hundred years of happiness." ”
"Thank you Yuan Zhuogong!"
Wang Lei and Han Mengyu thanked and toasted again, and then went down.
One by one, constant toasts.
The Confucians are more reasonable, very self-contained, and well-behaved, which did not embarrass Wang Lei. But Wang Lei and Han Mengyu came to the side of the civilian and military generals, and they instantly made a commotion. These people will not be polite at this time and place. Tonight, there is only the groom Wang Lei in the wedding hall, and there is no Jizhou Mu Wang Lei.
Jia Xumo rubbed the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "Lord, you know the character of the subordinates, and you are very good at talking below." The request is very simple, you say a word to your wife, and then I will drink the wine. ”
This question is obviously not difficult for Wang Lei.
Wang Lei looked at Han Mengyu, grabbed Han Mengyu's hand, and said, "Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son!" ”
"Good!"
Jia Xu gave a thumbs up and said, "The lord is talented, I'm drinking." ”
Immediately, Jia Xu picked up the wine bottle, raised his head and drank it all.
Wang Lei and Han Mengyu drank together, Wang Lei's expression was normal, but Han Mengyu's heart was sweet, and even on her pretty face, there was already a red glow all over the place.
Guo Jia stood up, held the wine bottle, and continued: "Lord, like Mr. Wen He, I am also very talkative. In the same way, you have a word for your wife. But if you don't say it well, you can't pass it. You're looking at it! As he spoke, Guo Jia shook the wine glass in his hand and smiled evilly.
Han Mengyu looked at Wang Lei's eyes, earnest.
However, Wang Lei looked at everyone, but a bad premonition rose in his heart. To pass one by one, I'm afraid it's not easy. These guys deliberately set up a trap to get him into it.
ps: five watches, call it a day; Nima, this chapter is so slow, and it takes several hours to write.