After setting off, he arrived at the gate of the Qin family with a flick of his fingers, and it was very lively outside, and the team to welcome the relatives 'blocked the door', noisily asking the Qin family for money, and after a long time, Wang Jiran sat so hard that his buttocks hurt.

"The relatives of this house come to pick up the treasure, add makeup and rice, and stay in the past. Little lady, open your mouth to take the meal. Someone lifted the curtain and came with a bowl of rice, and according to custom, after eating this bowl of rice, she became a member of her husband's family, and she did not hesitate to open her mouth.

Holding the matchmaker's hand and stepping down from the sedan chair, the children cheered on the side, eagerly waiting for Ke Zeguan to "scatter grain beans", Ke Zeguan was not embarrassed by them, and quickly raised the flower bucket containing the five grains, money, fruit and grass festivals, etc., and threw them to the door, and the children jumped forward with joy.

Just about to enter the door, Wang Jiran didn't step on it, the matchmaker stopped her, let her step on the green cloth strips, and let her step over the saddle, after the tedious entrance etiquette, she was finally taken into the house to rest, there was still a lot of trouble outside, Wang Jiran wanted to close his eyes and take a nap, but when he saw the eyes of the ceremonial officer on the side, he had to rest his thoughts.

After a while, the familiar footsteps approached, and as soon as he raised his eyes, Qin Huizhi, who was wearing a bright red groom's clothes, walked in the door, her eyes were in focus at this moment, and she saw that he was long and jade, his skin was as white as jade, and the red clothes seemed to reflect his lips red, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, his face was clear, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Qin Huizhi strode forward, Wang Jiran wanted to get up, but the matchmaker just came in from outside and teased: "The bride is in a hurry!" She blushed, glanced at him, and sat still.

Qin Huizhi smiled secretly in his heart, holding a Huai Jane in his hand, hanging red and green colored silks, twisting into a concentric knot, and handed the other end to Wang Jiran, Wang Jiran held the concentric knot, and walked out with him, too shy to look directly at his smile.

Listening to the matchmaker's congratulations, the two walked out of the room together, went to the family temple to worship the ancestors, and paid homage to the elders in the family, the matchmaker asked her to go back to the house, she didn't dare to go too fast, small steps backwards, and occasionally made eye contact with Qin Huizhi, and were deeply moved by the veins in his eyes.

"I'm going to live with this man for the rest of my life." She secretly said in her heart that this kind of realization made her happy from the bottom of her heart, and her whole body was crispy and numb, and it seemed that every step was very tossing and turning.

Back in the new house, and then pay their respects, they sat back on the bed, and the ceremonial officer read the sserking message, saying: "Cut the hall full of joy, and the day of the descending of the Queqiao Immortal." In the middle of the night, it is the night of the good period of the merry children, how old will the lovesickness meeting, and today is happy to meet......" After reading, he held a gold and silver plate containing copper coins, miscellaneous fruits, sugar, petals and other things, and threw it to the four directions of the house, called "scattering the tent", and reciting the poem while scattering the tent.

After it was finished, someone presented scissors, Qin Huizhi cut a strand of hair, and the scissors were presented to her again, she looked at Qin Huizhi's eyes that seemed to be smiling, glared at him angrily, quickly picked up the scissors and cut a strand of hair, put it on the plate, and the groom official tied the two strands of hair together, called "bun".

Next, someone presented the wine, picked up the wine glass with red and green concentric knots, between the eyes, affection flowed out from the every move of the two, after drinking a glass of wine, he took the flower from her hair, she untied the "green toss" on his body for him, the ceremonial officer asked them to throw the wine glass under the bed, the wine glass was raised twice at first, and the ceremonial officer asked people to pick up the wine glass, let them throw it again, until one back and one down, then rejoiced: "Daji!" ”

Wang Jiran shouted in his heart: "If you become a parent, you will be tired to death!" When he was distracted, he saw Qin Huizhi get up again, and grabbed him in a daze, he glanced at the ceremonial officer, and when he saw that the ceremonial official didn't look at it, he quickly came up and said in a low voice: "You have a good rest first, and you will go to 'urge makeup'." ”

"Still?" Wang Jiran blurted out that he had already given a poem when he just went out, and now he has to go again, it's really cumbersome, she gently pushed him and muttered: "You go!" ”

He chuckled, pinched her earlobe, and walked out quickly, after he left, her face was still red and cloudy, the ceremonial officer asked her to change her makeup, and then took her to the middle hall, listening to the blessings of relatives and friends, teasing, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and after a while, the maidservants hugged her back to the house, and this rest rested until the evening.

At night, the laughter from the middle hall and the front hall gradually became quieter, and Wang Jiran had already changed his clothes, sent his subordinates away, and looked at the objects in the room by himself.

I have to say that Qin Huizhi's Tanhualang is not in vain, the seal he wrote by himself is neat and elegant, with a hint of freedom and chic, and most of the paintings hanging in the house are from famous artists, and she once again wonders about her newlywed husband's financial resources.

"Squeak" The door opened, and when she turned her head, Qin Huizhi was covering the door, she suddenly felt a little apprehensive in her heart, and pinched the corners of her clothes.

"Have you eaten yet?" He asked, walking over.

"I used it." Wang Jiran said, in order to hide her embarrassment, she pretended to be natural and said: "Does Qin Lang also like to shine at night?" ”

"I like all the horses drawn by Han Gan." He stepped forward and said with a smile: "Don't you change your name?" ”

Wang Jiran's face was crimson, his heart was beating like a drum, and he said with a smile: "According to legend, this painting is Xuanzong's favorite, why did it get into your hands?" ”

"Mountain people have their own tricks." He laughed twice, took her hand, and said with a smile: "Today's 'bun', the beloved face is unhappy, it is a sin of a certain person. ”

Wang Jiran complained: "You are making fun of me again!" ”

He took her, turned out the brocade box, put the box on the table, opened it carefully, and said affectionately: "When we met in Qingzhou, I knew that we would one day become a married couple." ”

She took out the entangled love threads in the box and teased: "You are a scheming person, if not, I won't marry you!" ”

"If the official family gives the marriage, will the lover dare to resist?" He smiled, with a slight force in his hand, and pulled her into his arms, Wang Jiran was in a state of confusion, and said again and again: "You, what are you doing?" ”

He said in a low voice: "The beloved seems to be very scared today, and he has never dared to look at so-and-so. ”

"I'm not afraid!" Wang Jiran turned her head to look at him, his eyes were shining, and they looked very bright in the light, her confidence just now was scattered for no reason, and said, "Okay, it's a little." ”

"Why? Doesn't the lover want to marry someone? He put one hand on her waist, and the other hand shifted to her face, and said gently: "You are extremely beautiful today." ”

"When I saw you at home, I was thinking, if I was so beautiful and delicate, I would be willing to die." He said, Wang Jiran immediately covered his mouth and said, "On the big day, don't say a word that is unlucky!" ”

With a smile in the corner of his eye, he grabbed her wrist and quickly pecked her hand, which quickly withdrew and twisted her head as if burned by the temperature of his lips.

"How about another glass of wine?"

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