Chapter 8 Empress Wanrong's wedding ceremony

The sedan chair is not only luxurious but also wide, and it takes twenty-two people to lift it. The phoenix is also the name of the queen, and the front of the car is carved with a dragon, symbolizing the emperor, and the dragon and phoenix are the best newlywed blessings.

The people of the capital can only look at the palanquin they have never seen in their lives from afar.

The waitress looked up at the sky, and the moon was hanging gently and brightly in the sky, making everything seem so gentle and soft, and it was three o'clock in the morning.

The wedding minister of the palace called out loudly: "The auspicious time has come!" Please let the queen enter Fengyu! ”

Rong Yuan's housekeeper, eunuch, and the waitress beside Wanrong followed the summons one after another.

The sound of everything ceased abruptly, as if a man was drinking water, and when he heard the summons, the saliva was stuck in his throat and he did not dare to swallow it, so quiet that he could hear even a needle drop on the ground.

In an instant, the sound of firecrackers lit up the entire night sky, as bright and dazzling as day. Wanrong's door had already been crowded with onlookers, the ant-like crowd had been standing on both sides of the road for hours, the national army had sent a large number of troops to maintain order at the door, and everyone was waiting quietly, for fear that they would miss the wedding ceremony of this peerless queen. At that time, the common people may not have even seen a photo, let alone take a picture, and they didn't dare to blink, for fear that they would miss a wonderful picture.

"Wow!" Wow in unison. When people have not yet reflected, the salute bloomed in the sky with a stunning flower, one by one, blooming in the air with a white and dazzling flower.

The band of the palace played the festive wedding song, and the joy filled everyone's face, and the second the wedding song stopped, the national Western band skillfully answered and played the wedding march.

At the front of the wedding procession is Prince Qing and Prince Zheng, one holds the festival, one holds the decree, followed by the deacons holding the incense burner, burning four incense sticks, the fragrance is fragrant, there is a graceful rose fragrance in the incense, she sits nervously in the sedan chair, she has a red head cover of the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang, she does not dare to move, let alone take off the headscarf to look at the tide of people.

Her phoenix queen is the Minister of the Interior and many officials, the palace honor guard carries a large palace lamp at least 100 people, and there are 100 people holding the dragon and phoenix flag and Luo umbrella, hundreds of people in the palace carry the yellow dragon pavilion, the dragon pavilion is placed in the emperor to the queen gold book, gold seal and the queen's dowry, the dowry is a box so that the number of people is also countless.

Escorting her to marry were the guards of the Republic of China, infantry cavalry, police and palace guards, the only one who did not have a single relative of her own, and even the maids around her were rewarded by the emperor.

Her father knelt on the red carpet outside the gate to congratulate his daughter on the wedding until he could not see the procession to get up and accept the congratulations.

At this moment, the sky is high and the clouds are light, as usual, the most quiet time in the capital, because it is the time when people are asleep, but today is different, people have no sleep, all flock to the street, looking at the wedding team of the Qing Dynasty Xuantong Emperor under the rule of the Republic of China.

The road from Wanrong's residence to the Forbidden City was all cleaned, and the center of the road was paved with yellow sand symbolizing the nobility and power of the queen, and the streets were crowded with people, from the high-ranking officials and nobles, to the commoners in the market, and even to the ragged beggars, who flocked to the street from all directions, just to see the wedding procession of the Xuantong Emperor, but they did not dare to step on the yellow sand in the middle of the street, which was specially spread for the queen. From the Shenwu Gate, the East Gate and other places, there are officers and soldiers of the Republic of China Mansion standing guard in well-dressed clothes to maintain the safety of the wedding team.

"It's getting closer and closer to him, he must be thinking about it too......" Wanrong sat in Fengyu, thinking secretly.

"I will definitely be a queen that you love."

"No, I'm going to be a queen that everyone respects." Wanrong looks forward to the days of the future queen.

"I really am the queen! I really am the queen! Wanrong still has a feeling of not waking up from a dream.

The wedding procession is red to the side at a glance, so that people can't see the end, like a red river, constantly flowing towards you, dazzlingly red, dazzlingly red.

"What's wrong with the Republic of China, this big wedding in the Qing Dynasty is magnificent." An old man muttered.

"Yes, there are a large number of guards of the National Army, and there is also military music accompaniment."

"Yes, it's more majestic, you look at this endless greeting procession, and I don't know whose family is blessed."

"When you become a queen, you can enjoy endless glory and wealth."

"This human life is different, some people are born destined to enjoy glory and wealth, and some people are born destined to be poor."

"Ahh I have seen the most beautiful sedan chair in my life. ”

"Oh! Oh, my God! How long is this wedding procession! ”

The crowd was overwhelmed by the deafening sound of firecrackers, the sound of vibrating music, and the mighty procession. People didn't seem to have enough of it, and they ran and laughed along with the procession.