In the early summer of the third year of Daxia Baoyuan, Yongqing Mansion, gongs and drums were noisy, and firecrackers sounded.

The entire street where Dingxi Houfu is located is covered in red and green, and the street is crowded with people, and even the trees and walls are full of people.

"Such a pompous marriage scene, we haven't seen it in Yongqing Mansion for a long time."

The gray-haired old men in the crowd squinted at the marriage procession in front of them.

Sixteen people drum and play team, twenty people of tall horses, thirty people to welcome relatives and escorts, hugging a six-person sedan chair, along the way on both sides of the entourage from time to time sprinkled with colorful silk flowers, like a goddess scattered flowers one after another, attracting the big girl, the little daughter-in-law and the children to scramble.

The silk flowers of Dingxi Houfu are not available to ordinary people.

Today's eldest son of the Hou Mansion of Dingxi marries a wife, which is no less than the birth of the eldest son, for everyone in this Hou Mansion, it is an important moment that marks the continuation of the family, and the status of Dingxi Hou in the court is guessed, maybe this flower is still a fresh style from the palace.

As the greeting procession passed, the crowd set off one wave after another, and those who were squeezed to the east and west laughed and scolded, looking for shoes, and holding their hats, but no one was willing to look away an inch, for fear that in the future, they would talk about it less than others.

Walking at the forefront of the team, the groom officer is tall, with a red crown, red robe and red yarn, a piece of red, so that people can't see his face clearly, this is the eldest son of Dingxi Hou, named Yuncheng by the emperor himself, at a young age, he inherited his ancestral father's will to join the army, it is said that there is no arrogance of the children of the nobles, can endure hardships and is not afraid of death, quite a good name, such a good man is simply the husband in the minds of all women.

Today, this good son is married, so the most envious and envious is the bride sitting in the sedan chair.

The thick and festive decoration of the sedan chair cannot be seen inside.

"I don't know which family's daughter is so blessed." Many people are asking and sighing, "If you can marry into Dingxi Houfu, you are naturally from an ordinary wealthy family." ”

"You're wrong, this bride is a commoner." An insider said loudly.

This caused an uproar, and more people gathered around.

"Tell me about it, tell me about it, what's the story?" Everyone asked.

"Speaking of this bride, but several lifetimes of good fortune, she was an orphan girl from other places, almost by begging for a living, by chance met Mrs. Hou, relieved Mrs. Hou's sudden illness, Mrs. Hou saw her orphan girl pitiful, in order to repay her life-saving grace, she was adopted into the Hou Mansion, and when she grew up, she made the decision to let the eldest grandson marry as a daughter-in-law...."

This is a rare thing that can not be imagined in daily life, and the legend that only exists in the script makes everyone excited for a while.

"It can be seen that good people have good rewards, God is watching, we all have to do more good deeds every day, maybe when we will save a good marriage for our children.."

Many of the women were silent in their hearts, and then looked at the distant wedding procession with longing on their faces.

Compared with the pomp and bustle outside, the Hou Mansion looks a little weird, decorated with newlyweds, and people come and go wearing festive clothes, but their faces are a little gloomy, and the guests also talk in low voices from time to time, without the slightest joy on their faces.

After the step-by-step worship procedure, the sky was already dark, and the big lanterns all over the Hou Mansion shrouded the entire Hou Mansion in a red cloud, which seemed to be real and illusory from a distance.

The bride and groom were sent into the wedding room, and after sitting on the bed, the bride was the only one left in the new room, sitting quietly on the marriage bed.

The autumn night wind blew in through the window lattice, stirring the big red candles in the house and throwing dancing shadows on the walls.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Miss." The door was slammed open, but it was not the groom who entered.

Hearing this crying voice, the bride tensed up violently and lifted her hijab violently.

Even though the big thing was on the head, the girl who ran in was also distracted for a moment because of the face that suddenly appeared in front of her.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, she was already picturesque, and she was even more beautiful at this time because of the bride's dress, with red lights and candles, and a phoenix crown and pearl hairpin.

"Aru, why are you here?" The bride looked at this girl a little stunned, and walked over a few steps anxiously, "But, old lady..."

Her words brought the girl back to her senses.

"Miss." The girl knelt down with a puff, and tears welled up in her eyes, "The old lady has gone."

In the blink of an eye, the festivity in the eyes was replaced by plain white.

The bride ran in the courtyard in bright red, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Old lady, old lady..."She finally tripped over the heavy dress, her makeup was already crying, and her tears couldn't stop flowing, "You said you wanted to eat Yueniang's tea. You said you wanted to eat Yueniang's tea... You said that Yueniang can give you joy when she gets married..."

Her cry shrill staggered to her feet.

"The girl can't go in.." In front of the high hall, there were already mothers-in-law and maids in plain white filial clothes, and when they saw her coming, they stretched out their hands to stop her.

The bride screamed to rush in.

"The old lady wants to drink my tea!" She just cried repeatedly, "Bring the tea!" Bring the tea! ”

"Don't cry at this time! Chengcheng is not happy to let the old lady go! There was a low roar inside the door, the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man walked out, who had changed into linen clothes and hemp shoes.

"Take the girl down!" Behind him came a middle-aged woman, dressed as a filial woman, and said in a deep voice to the servants.

"Master Hou, madam... No... Parents... Let me meet the old lady and meet her," the bride fell to her knees and cried.

The word father and mother entered her ears, and a trace of disgust flashed on the middle-aged woman's face.

"Big girl, it's a happy day for you now, and if you can't come here, it's not good for you or for the old lady." Her face softened a little, and she said slowly, waving her hand as she spoke.

The servants around immediately pounced, holding their hands and pressing their bodies to gag their mouths, and their movements were smooth and neat.

The bride dressed in red dragged her way in plain white, she desperately struggled to turn back, and looked at the majestic hall, tears like rain soaked the clothes, dripping on the ground, spreading into a faint line of water and drifting away.