The regulations for this stage were set, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is only temporary, but fortunately, the first level can be passed.

As a subordinate official, what worries me the most is that the attitude of the upper peak is ambiguous and unclear, and the people under them can only rely on guessing, and if one of them doesn't guess well, they should be unlucky.

Now, what is given in Changning Palace is the most meticulous rules and regulations, if this is not done well, they will be officials for so many years in vain.

It's just that it coincides with the autumn season, and now it is an extremely busy time for the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites, so the day of Na Cai's name asking for names has been postponed.

It was set after the candidates left the Tribute Academy.

Here in Yanzi Hutong, news was also received.

Wen Zifu, as the officiant, took an afternoon to check the process in the yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

What the Hou Mansion should prepare, how to perform the ceremony, where he stands, and what words he should say are all rules.

Wen Zifu memorized several pieces of paper and took them back, not only reciting them himself, but also emphasizing them to Mrs. Gui and Cao's over and over again.

Old Mrs. Gui was so headache by him: "You still say that your daughter-in-law can't hold her breath and worry about it, and you want the old woman to say that you are not much better!" ”

Wen Zifu smiled: "Mother, this is different. ”

"It's no different," said Mrs. Gui, "and the old woman has experienced more than this wedding ceremony. ”

Wen Zifu disagreed.

The old lady has married a daughter-in-law and a granddaughter, and as the wife of the Hou Mansion, she has also gone to many public palaces to watch the ceremony, and she can marry the royal family, this is the first time.

Besides, having eaten the royal wine as a guest is not the same as participating in the six ceremonies as the bride's family.

Wen Zifu wanted to talk to the old lady again, but on the side, Cao's face was silent, and he secretly twisted him.

Lord Wen was in pain, gasped, turned his head, and swallowed the words on his lips to the smiling Cao.

Old Madam Gui didn't notice their eyes, waved her hand, and said, "The old woman is going to rest." ”

Wen Zifu only had to retreat with the Cao family.

Out of the main house, Wen Zifu asked Cao Shi in a suppressed voice: "Why didn't Madame let me continue?" ”

"Say what?" Cao Shi said, "The old lady has a lively mind, the old man says it once, she can remember it, you say it again and again, it seems that you can't trust the old lady......"

Wen Zifu was stunned for a moment, and nodded thoughtfully: "Also, my mother has never been on a business trip in major matters." ”

Moreover, the old lady's rules on the day were relatively simple, and he, the main marriage, was the most complicated.

Wen Zifu put his hands behind his back, secretly recited the charter, shook his head and went back to the room.

Cao Shi was a few steps behind and rolled his eyes towards the sky.

Scold!

Naïve man!

The old lady was holding back the fire, so Wen Zifu was stupid, and told the old lady the charter over and over again.

Mrs. Gui takes the scenery and scenery to marry the prince to the prince as the highest goal, which is not too polite or complicated.

As a result, there was no sue to the temple, no great music, and there was no civil and military attache to congratulate the chief and deputy envoys.

That means that when the chief and deputy envoys came to their house from the Fengtian Temple, there were only simple ceremonial guards along the way, but there was no great joy to follow.

How much less scenery does this have?

How can you attract the attention of the people throughout the process?

If it is the honor guard of the prince marrying the concubine, the old lady is afraid that she will be able to recite the charter backwards.

Right now?

Now the old lady is injured, sad, disappointed, and has a son who can't see through, and is a frog on the side.

The lamp was blown out in the main room.

Old Madam Gui tossed and turned.

After a while, I finally sighed.

That's it, Huo Yixiao's identity, this wedding ceremony was not so easy.

can no longer go up or down, and it is much more decent than marrying the sons of other princesses.

If you want to compete for superiority and face, unless you are married to the prince's son, you will already be in the sky.

What's more, the fourth prince will become the fourth prince in the future, and then the prince.

She had to look ahead.

Old Madam Gui figured it out, turned over again, and slept with her eyes closed.

Soon, it will be the day when the autumn season ends.

Mama Hu got up early in the morning, went to pick a piece of lard and came back, and brought it to Mama Wu.

"This board of oil is really moist!" Mama Wu praised.

"Not bad, right?" Mama Hu was very proud, "I'll knead out the stuffing with you, and wait for the steaming crystal oil packet." ”

Wen Yan agreed with Mama Wu a few days ago that he would take the crystal oil bag to the outside of the Tribute Courtyard.

Mama Hu heard that it was Huo Dagongzi who asked for it by name, and she was very concerned.

The two families got married.

Huo Dagongzi has a brotherly relationship with his own aunt-to-be, not to mention a few oil bags, but for a table of Lin'an banquet, she gave Mama Wu a hand and prepared it properly.

This is the face of their own girl.

Mama Hu was full of strength, her wrists were hard, and she rubbed quickly.

Lard, sugar, and sesame seeds are mixed together, and the fascia is separated, and the more you rub it, the more delicate it becomes.

After kneading, add red and green silk, wrap it in the dough, and steam it in the pot, which is fragrant.

The house is not big, and the rich aroma drills into the courtyard, Wen Hui takes a deep breath, looking forward to eating a hot one.

Cao laughed at her "dog nose", she has a cat at home, and a dog who thinks about teasing cats every day.

Wen Hui was not angry at all, and learned to bark twice, which made Cao Shi cry and laugh.

Cao's heart is much calmer today.

Wen Ci is about to leave the examination room, anyway, it is a foregone conclusion whether the answer is good or bad, and she is not as nervous as when she was about to take the exam.

She didn't plan to pick it up, lest she tell Mrs. Gui that she "couldn't make up her mind".

As soon as the crystal oil bag came out of the cage, Wen Yan carried it to the Tribute Academy.

Outside the Gongyuan, there are already many people standing, all looking forward to it.

Huo Yixiao also came, saw Wen Yan's carriage, and lifted the curtain to come up.

didn't wait long, Huo Yixuan came out.

He seemed to have done well in the exam, his steps were brisk, and when he came to him, he stretched out his hand and said, "Where is the roast chicken?" What about crystal oil packets? After chewing dry food for a few days, I starved to death! ”

Wen Yan smiled and handed over the oil packet.

Huo Yixuan thanked him, took a bite, and under the soft skin, the fragrant sesame lard filling gushed out, and when he inhaled, the tip of his tongue was sweet.

"Alive." Huo Yixuan sighed.

Wen Ci also came out, he was not very hungry, but there was an oil bag at home, and he also tasted it.

Two candidates, while eating, talk about the exam questions.

There were people waiting in both houses, and they soon dispersed.

When he returned to Huo's house, the two roast chickens had already been served, Huo Yicheng and Huo Yichen prepared wine, saying that they would not return if they were not drunk.

Huo Yixuan rubbed his hands and tore the chicken legs!

The four brothers, except for Huo Yixiao, the rest of them drank averagely.

asked the drunk Huo Yicheng and Huo Yichen to be sent back to the room, Huo Yixiao settled Huo Yixuan on the bed, moved a chair by himself, and sat aside.

Yin Lei didn't know what he meant, so he urged twice, and seeing that Huo Yixiao didn't have the idea of going back to rest, he didn't urge.

Huo Yixiao kept his eyes open and stayed until dawn.

He reached out and probed Huo Yixuan's snort.

Warm and gentle.

Xuan Tsai slept well.