Chapter 175: The Son Returns
On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head, and from the beginning of the hour, it rained in the Qingdi Palace, and half of the Taishan Mountain fell into the water vapor again.
The priests got up early in the morning, some were busy instructing the servants to decorate the light moon pavilion, and some were busy counting the wedding banquet wines. All the trees on the lakeside promenade have been pruned, and the grass is shining, and the green water is particularly elegant and refreshing.
Today is the wedding day of the young Qingdi who has just ascended the throne, although His Majesty the Qingdi has never been low-key and does not like to be noisy, but in any case, this is a wedding banquet, and it must be delicate and careful to the extreme.
A priest brought a list of refreshments and asked the priest Qi Nan, who had come from Zhongshan to help: "Priest Qi Nan, the ice cream you mentioned the princess wants, but this is what it looks like?"
Qi Nan is now with sideburns like silver, looking at the fairy wind bones, he is more kind and energetic than before. Compared with these young priests who didn't know the temperament of the future Qingdi Lady, he was simply an old god, looked at the painting on the tea list, and said: "It's like this-wait a minute, don't have bean skin in the filling of the agate white jade cake, the tea leaves of the ninety-nine Guiyuan tea are ripe once in a thousand years, and the Huaguang Feijing tea must not ......be drenched with boiling water."
Seeing that he was not breathless and talked so much, the faces of several young priests in the Qingdi Palace turned green, and they didn't dare to slack off at all, and they wrote down all kinds of matters, and memorized a small half of the booklet, but those old priests who were already familiar with the princess's style smiled and said: "The princess is also more particular about refreshments." β
As he was talking, the priests at the mountain gate were already shouting hurriedly: "It's coming! It's coming! Quickly clean up the lakeside avenue!"
The long car of the Candle Yin clan and the Hua Xu clan has fallen at the mountain gate, Qi Nan has already caught up, and the young priests of the Hua Xu clan looked at the two figures that came out of the long car of the Candle Yin clan with some timidity, which were the two Zhongshan emperors of the previous generation and this generation, as rumored, all of them were pale and cold, and they were very difficult to talk at a glance.
There was also a navy blue figure stepping out of the long car of the Hua Xu clan, with a long body and a jade body, graceful and elegant, and always wearing the blue Heavenly Sword on his waist, it was His Majesty the young Qinghua Emperor.
The new one looked at the imposing Emperor Zhongshan wearing a long robe intertwined with black and gold, and he didn't know what to say to His Majesty the Green Emperor, and suddenly raised his hand and took out a red shadow from the car, and the young priests suddenly realized that the sunlight in the air obscured by the mist seemed to be concentrated on her.
I heard that this wedding dress was made by the Weaver Girl of Ziyuan with a lot of effort, and the princess liked the kind of red reflected by the peony petals in the sunset, so she racked her brains in order to match that color.
Originally, everyone thought that the princess was too picky, but at this moment, seeing such an elegant and graceful red, lining the princess's appearance, they felt that she should really be picky, and probably only she could wear this chic color so beautifully.
The princess reluctantly held the arm of the priest Qi Nan, raised her head and said something, the priests guessed that she must be saying something sad about other things, although she can see each other often in the future, but after all, after marrying with a different identity, she can no longer go back to Zhongshan to live in the Purple Mansion arbitrarily.
But in fact, the conversation goes like this-
"Qi Nan, do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry. "She almost didn't sleep all night yesterday, and when she was ugly, she was dragged up to bathe and change her clothes and dress up, probably afraid that she would rub the rouge off her mouth, and she wouldn't even give her a sip of tea, which was too cruel.
I eat all day long, and I eat when I get married. Qing Yan glared at her: "When the banquet opens, you can eat, bear with it now." β
Xuanyi sighed, Qing Yan has become more and more unkind since he became the God Monarch, and Emperor Bai Ze also praised him for having the demeanor of the emperors of the Candle Yin clan in the past dynasties, is the fierce Baba the characteristic of Emperor Zhongshan?
Qi Nan helped her walk slowly on the lakeside avenue, and said gently: "It's only this time in a lifetime, don't be sloppy today, princess." I never imagined that I would be able to see the princess in her wedding dress in my lifetime, and I would be so happy at this time. β
What he used to fear most was that the princess would be alone for the rest of her life.
Xuanyi supported him with his backhand: "Who told you to do this? I told you to rest a long time ago, and I turned around and moved to the Qingdi Palace, and the provincial father and Qingyan are still in charge of you." β
Qi Nan smiled: "You bad heart, do you want to keep my old man to continue to manage for you?"
The princess twisted his sleeves into twists: "People can't bear you." β
How could he give up her? Qi Nan quietly looked at today's beautiful and peerless princess, and in a blink of an eye, the once quiet and alienated little princess had grown so big and so good, and she was married to her beloved emperor, he was relieved and a little sad.
Qing Yan supported him from behind: "Qi Nan, don't hold back today, don't cry." β
Well, he tried to. Qi Nan held back the two packets of tears.
Seeing that it was almost noon, the guests were coming, the young Qinghua Emperor waved his long sleeves, the mountain gate of the Qingdi Palace was wide open, and ten thousand golden flowers fell from the void, and the mist that filled the mountains and rivers seemed to be opened by a pair of giant hands, and the sunlight poured down, and the Chengjiang Lake jumped with a little golden light.
Xuanyi leaned on the railing of the light moon pavilion, Zhi Yi looked at the bronze bell in front of him intently, his hair was suddenly touched by a hand, and the small food box was sent to him, and Fu Cang's voice sounded low: "Are you hungry?"
opened the food box, which was filled with two rows of peach blossom and fruit cakes, she looked at the refreshments, and then looked up at the new high-spirited Qinghua Emperor, she smiled lightly, but closed the lid instead: "I won't eat it, otherwise the rouge will be gone." β
Fu Cang sat beside her, pinched his chin and looked at her delicate makeup, and chuckled: "Well, it looks a little different today." β
What do you mean to be a little different, it's obviously very different, right?
Xuanyi tied the silk silk on his chin for him to look better. In fact, there are not many times when they have been together over the years, when she only stayed in Chunjun for less than ten years before growing the first dragon scales, she was immediately taken back to Zhongshan by her crazy father, and after the dragon scales grew together, the goddess of Wangshu who had been waiting for a long time threw the position of Wangshu to her, and she has lived in Wangshu Palace since then.
Wangshu's priesthood is no better than others, although it is idle, but it can not be slack every day, Fucang only after completing the task of the general, Wangshu Palace to see her, and then because of all kinds of fierce beasts, the prince of Shun is ready to move and other bad things, they have always gathered less and left more, and now he is the emperor of Qinghua, which can be regarded as idle.
"The guests are coming, isn't His Majesty the Green Emperor going to greet them?" Xuanyi blew on the silk silk on his chin, and whispered softly.
Fu Cang held her hand, dragged her to her feet, and stepped out of the light moon pavilion: "Madame should also be together." β
The feast opens, the silk and bamboo play, the newlywed emperor and his wife gracefully shuttle among the guests to toast, it is said that because the emperor's wife can not smell the wine, the wine used today is the Luofu Chun with a very light taste, reflecting the simple and elegant scenery of the Qingdi Palace, but it is also unexpectedly suitable.
Qi Nan, who had accidentally drunk too much, was chirping and muttering to the Qing Emperor of the previous generation on the side, and he didn't know what to say; the new Emperor Zhongshan and the Nine Emperors drank with each other, but they didn't know what to say; the third son of the Flower Emperor, Gu Ting, was dragged by the lonely Emperor Zhongshan of the previous generation, and he didn't know what to say; his wife, Princess Chidi, was trying her best to introduce a suitable Shenjun to her fellow senior sister Zhixi; Emperor Bai Ze was fascinated by the scales of the golden carp in Chengjiang Lake; Xihe, who had already been married, poured wine one after another and cried in her husband's arms; Prince Changqin and his old colleagues in the Ding Mao Department were drinking loudly and laughingγ
No matter how delicate the wedding banquet is, it is bound to be noisy, after a round of wine, Fucang, who has been idle for a long time, took the hand of the dragon princess and went to the Chengjiang Lake to see the two golden carp in the lake that are now larger.
Xuanyi said slowly: "Senior Brother Fucang, the wedding banquet is over, let's go out to play." β
She was already stuffy as the goddess of Wangshu, and she didn't choose a new Feilian Divine Monarch for Wenhua Palace, he probably couldn't accept her living in Wangshu Palace with another Divine Monarch and driving to the moon together every night. In the past, she didn't feel bored when she stayed with Zhong Shan for many years, but since she was with him, she seemed to feel that she was bored alone.
Now that I finally have a three-hundred-year vacation because of the big wedding, I must have a lot of fun this time.
"Where do you want to go?" Fu Cang took her in his arms, waited for a long time without answering, looked down, but saw that she was rubbing a snowball with her head, and then put it on her head, and accidentally asked her to drink a few cups of Luo Fuchun, this dragon princess who had no alcohol at all must have begun to faint again.
"Your brother told me last time that he had no intention of getting married. "Fu Cang touched her hair like a cat," he added, and if it didn't work, he would find a goddess who was willing to give birth to a child for him and continue the bloodline of the Candle Yin clan. β
What's not to do? The drunken dragon princess was a little slow to react.
Fu Cang looked at her misty eyes, couldn't help but smile, leaned down and kissed her lightly on her lips that were smeared with gorgeous rouge, the taste of rouge was not bad, he licked the aroma of his lips, and said again: "I look forward to the first one is the bloodline of the Huaxu clan, and the bloodline of the Candle Yin clan is afraid that he will have to be wronged to wait a little longer." β
Xuanyi was dizzy, and her face was still thinking hard, Fu Cang took down the snowball on her head, and she slowly rubbed another one to resist.
Looks like he's really drunk. Fu Cang touched her hot face and said softly: "Hold on, don't sleep, you are the master today." β
But if you really can't hold on, then just go to sleep and leave it to him.
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On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head, and the wedding banquet between Emperor Qinghua and Princess Candleyin lasted for three days.
When they entered the mountain gate of the Qingdi Palace, the princess's red clothes and black hair, the emperor's graceful and elegant, this pair of lovers who greeted each other hand in hand, really pressed the color of the whole landscape.
Mortals often say that the gods are married, and these four words are very appropriate for them.
Stories about their past were also unearthed and recounted by the gods.
"The red on Princess Xuanyi's wedding dress is really beautiful. In the midst of the warbler and swallow, a goddess suddenly sighed, "I don't know what it looked like when I got married." β
The debauched gods in the colorful flower garden laughed one after another: "Marriage? I'm afraid it's not suitable for us, how can the same god not get tired of watching it for a hundred years?"
After that, the enchanting goddesses turned their heads to look at the drinking emperor who was reclining on the green jade platform: "Emperor, how long do you guess they will be divided?"
The fiery red orb glittered on the emperor's forehead, and his silhouette was as handsome as the blade of a strong wine.
He tilted his head and thought for a moment, "I guess...... There will be no distinction between this life and this life. β
The goddesses laughed and said, "Why did the emperor say this? Could it be that he is also an infatuated person?"
The emperor laughed out loud, did not answer the question, raised his head to drink the wine in his glass, and beckoned to them with a leisurely and elegant attitude.
Once again, the warm fragrance of nephrite is full of arms.
On the golden vertical window, the clear and bright daylight is as bright as a flame, and a delicate and unique snow white phoenix is sealed in a transparent crystal box, and the long ribbon around its neck seems to float.
It does not melt for thousands of years, and the candle is cloudy and snowy.
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(Zilang Literature)