Urging, one of the marriage customs of the Han nationality. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info to urge makeup many times: two or three days before the wedding, the man's family under the makeup ceremony, there are phoenix crowns, wedding clothes, mirrors, powder, etc.

On the day of the bride's wedding, the man must be urged many times before she dresses up. The groom composes a poem and sends someone to convey it to the woman to urge makeup, which is called "makeup poem"

In the early Tang Dynasty, the custom of urging makeup was just a few years old, and it would prevail in the Middle and Tang Dynasty later.

In later generations, there was also the custom of hypnotizing, but the specific form has long been different.

When he set off today, Cheng Chumo also mentioned it, Wu Yuanqing didn't care, and now he regrets it late.

Nima, the makeup reminder gift was delivered a few days ago, and now I have to read the makeup poem again, isn't it embarrassing.

"What's that, I can't write a hypnotic poem," Wu Yuanqing cried and shouted on the crack of the door.

Cheng Chumo and Yu Chi Baolin, the two prime ministers, happened to arrive, and couldn't help laughing when they looked at Wu Yuanqing's pitiful appearance, and the guests of the Wang family who were watching on the side also burst into laughter.

There was a lot of laughter inside the door, and it took a while for someone to say loudly, "No? Deceitful! Who doesn't know that you are brilliantly written, your mouth is full of chapters, and your poems come casually. I came to chant poetry in Jinyang to my family Ziyu, but now I say no, it's too insincere, maybe I don't want to marry my family Ziyu."

Wu Yuanqing fainted, this Nima's words were very sharp, and in two or three sentences, he turned to the topic of not wanting to marry, how could this Nima refuse again.

But what can you do if you don't refuse, it's hard to recite a hypnotic poem.

The crux of the problem is that he really can't make a hypnotic poem, let alone do it, let him copy it or not, there are no particularly famous hypnotic poems in history, and he has never even heard of a hypnotic poem in later generations, let alone remember it.

"You just let me in, I'll give you more red envelopes, okay?" Wu Yuanqing lowered his posture and pleaded.

"No, we want red envelopes and money, and we also want hypnotic poems, anyway, if you don't have hypnotic poems, don't think about entering this door today," the person inside said seriously.

"What should I do if I delay the auspicious time" Wu Yuanqing's eyes rolled, and he thought of a good reason.

"If you delay, you will be delayed, anyway, it is your martial family's business, not our Wang family" The hearts of the people in it are like rocks and very stable.

"Damn" Wu Yuanqing scolded secretly, then turned his head to look at Wang Lun, who was standing a few meters away, and shouted: "I said uncle, you just watch, help them open the door."

Wang Lun rolled his eyes and said: "Urging makeup is your business, it's my business, if you have the ability, you can write poems to open the door, and if you don't have the ability, you can go home."

Seeing that her sister was about to marry another woman, her sister accused Wang Lun of seizing the time to do things.

"" Wu Yuanqing directly gave his middle finger to Wang Lun.

And then the eggs.

The matter still has to be solved, and his head is empty as if he can't find a suitable poem, Wu Yuanqing had no choice but to seek another way, and discussed with the person blocking the door in the house: "The aunts and aunts inside are still sisters and sisters, let's discuss whether it's okay, I really can't write this poem, you see if I can sing a song."

"Singing? How does this work? Someone was dissatisfied.

"It's okay, it's okay, Wu Yuanqing made a very good song, what kind of party did their family hold in the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, and I like to listen to the songs in it" This person who came from Jinyang at first glance remembered the Wujia Mid-Autumn Festival party last year.

After muttering and discussing for a while, the person who spoke twice before spoke again: "It's not impossible to sing, but it must be appropriate to the situation, and you can't just replace it with an irrelevant song."

Oh, I'll go, I'm finally done.

Wu Yuanqing nodded busily, not caring whether the people inside could see it or not.

"It's good, it's going to be the right place, it's going to be the right place, it's going to be the right place, you guys can rest assured."

"Okay, then you can sing," said the man in the door with a smile.

"The warm flowers of spring take away the sentimentality of winter, the breeze blows the romantic atmosphere, every love song is suddenly full of meaning, I suddenly see you at this moment" Wu Yuanqing sang that you are going to marry me today, it is a duet love song that Tao Zhe and Jolin Tsai once sang on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala.

It was also the song that was played most frequently when I got married.

"The warm fragrance of spring flowers takes away the cold of winter, the breeze blows unexpected love, the bird's song narrows the distance between us, I suddenly fall in love with you at this moment, listen to me, walk hand in hand with me, create a happy life, yesterday was too late, tomorrow will be a pity, marry me today, okay?"

Singing this little love song affectionately, Wu Yuanqing fell into memories.

Last year, when he just crossed over, it was the spring he sang about in the song.

He and her met for the first time, and an unfriendly encounter kicked off the prelude to the two getting to know each other and fall in love.

"Wu Gongzi, my brother really did something wrong just now, and now that you are also beaten, and your anger is out, it's time for your subordinates to stop" The pretty figure appeared in front of him, his tone was indifferent, and his face was calm.

The big black eyes were full of agility, the long eyelashes blinked gently, and the picturesque face instantly penetrated his heart, and it was at that time that a girl named Wang Ziyu lived in his heart, Wu Yuanqing thought.

Wang Ziyu, who was under the red hijab in the room, pursed her lips, and her sweet smile was also immersed in memories.

On that day, my brother bullied people on the street, but he was bullied back, and the person who bullied my brother turned out to be Wu Yuanqing, the eldest son of the infamous Ying Guogong. From his eyes, he saw amazement, and saw the love at first sight, but so what, he is the eldest lady of the Wang family who cultivates and reads heirlooms, he is a gentleman who does not learn and has no skills, and is domineering.

I thought it was a one-sided relationship, but I saw it, but I saw it.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, I met him again.

That day, I went on an outing with more than a dozen children of official eunuchs, saying that it was an outing, how could I not understand the meaning of the blind date, those sons and brothers kept surrounding themselves to be courteous and knowledgeable, including Xue Yuanjing, a student of my father.

Then his brother was beaten by him again, and when those sons laughed at him, he threw out four lines of poetry: "Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red." The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze."

At that time, my heart was beating so fast, as if I was about to be impressed by a poem, and then the hateful guy teased himself without warning when he was caught off guard: "Miss Wang, how do I think you are very similar to the girl I met last year, can't it be you?" he said.

My face must have been very red at the time, and it was hot as if I had a fever.

It turned out that fate was already doomed at that time.