Jin Su spring speech

Chapter 40 The Big Wedding
Five days later, on the day of the big wedding, the sound of gongs and drums was loud and grand.

The Heavenly King Fu Jian, who was in the Weiyang Palace, didn't know if it was to show his benevolence, he gave half a pair of Luanjia and half a pair of Fengyi, and came with the procession to welcome his relatives.

Jin Xing was sitting in the room, wearing the wedding dress he had put on last night, happily listening to the sound of gongs and drums getting closer.

This wedding dress was sent by him personally.

It's not enough to fill the entire coffee table, but it also takes up the place of the books, and they are piled up on the desk without leaving half empty.

Jin Xing pulled Su He, and Leng Yan studied for two full days, but he still couldn't figure out the order of dressing.

Jin Xing clapped his hands immediately, and decided to let nature take its course, anyway, it can't be seen from the inside, as long as the outer shirt is worn correctly.

Su He always felt that this daughter had great wisdom, and maybe she was tired, so she let it go.

On the eve of the wedding, he came.According to the custom, the couple cannot meet each other on the eve of the big wedding.

Jin Xing was taking a bath, wearing very light clothes, water droplets slowly trickled down from his hair, wet the skirt of his clothes, faintly visible.

Murong Chong was taken aback, and looked away: "Will you wear the wedding dress?"

But Jin Xing came forward with a smile: "Xiao Ba, you are really good at predicting things. I probably can't wear this wedding dress well. Otherwise, you will wear it for me, and I will sleep like this until dawn."

With a rare heat in his head, he agreed.The wedding gown was complicated, there were nearly ten layers from the inside to the outside, all made of light gauze, and it took him half an hour to get her dressed neatly.

It's hard for me to do it myself.

He was quiet for a while, then remembered what he was going to say today, and said in a deep voice: "The queen mother is seriously ill, and will not come tomorrow."

Jin Xing was slightly startled, and smiled nonchalantly: "Even though it was in a dream, the Queen Mother and I knew each other for a while. Besides, I'm not someone who cares about details."

She paused for a while, then danced and circled in front of him: "Look, doesn't it look good?"

He leaned closer to her: "Very nice, Su Jinxing."

"Then I can wait for you to pick me up tomorrow."

Jin Xing leaned close to his ear and said slowly, "Come here with your car, and bribe me with you."

"Come with Erche, bribe with me."

Jin Xing was chanting these words silently, Su He had already combed her bun, and the phoenix crown was about to fall off.

Speaking of which, he also sent the phoenix crown together with the wedding dress.

Four days ago, he came to the invitation post, wanting to formally meet the prime minister and his wife.

After Su He accepted the invitation, he discussed with Wang Meng that he should not let him marry Jin Xing so casually.

But he has always had a kind of beauty that cannot be treated harshly. With a frown and a smile, Su He put all his original thoughts behind him, and when he saw the wedding dress and phoenix crown that made people unable to take his eyes off, he immediately smiled. He dragged Murong into the inner hall to drink tea.

Wang Yong, who hurried back to Chang'an just two months after returning to Fufeng, had a clear mind: "Wait a minute, how long have you been preparing for this?"

He smiled faintly: "Three months ago, it was prepared together with the betrothal gift."

Wang Yong soon discovered the problem again: "Wait a minute, how do you know the size of this wedding dress? Could it be?"

"Could it be that my sister couldn't tell him?"

Wang Pi suddenly grabbed Murong Chong's shoulder: "Brother-in-law, I heard that if you are proud in love, you will be easily frustrated in martial arts. Why don't you make gestures with me?"

Murong Chong raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

After three innings, Wang Pi looked at the unsheathed sword in his hand, and finally realized that if you are frustrated in love, it is even more difficult to succeed in martial arts.

Su He looked at it, and felt that this son-in-law was one in a million and unique in the world.

At three o'clock in the morning, the gate of the prime minister's mansion was full of onlookers. Soon, the welcoming procession stopped, and Murong Chong fell off his horse. He was wearing a white dress inlaid with gold, and his brows were cinnabar like brocade. No matter how eye-catching Luanjia and Na Fengyi are, it is impossible for people to ignore his elegance.

After a while, the bride came out.

The phoenix crown on the top of the head is made of seven or seven 49 steps. The phoenix bird holds beads and the long tassels drop jade. The lotus steps are swaying and graceful. The sleeves are all inlaid with gold silk beads and jade, and a vivid phoenix is ​​embroidered with dark gold silk thread. The clothes are fluttering, as if they are about to soar to the nine heavens.

If it is said that the most inconspicuous part of the whole body is probably the round fan she is holding, it can barely be seen that it is a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, but the faint appearance behind the fan quickly makes the onlookers ignore this sloppy of fans.

With Leng Yan helping her, she slowly crossed the high threshold.

Murong Chong stretched out his hand and smiled very nicely: "Su Jinxing, I'm dragging you into the water."

Jin Xing put his hand into his palm: "I'm overjoyed."

His hands were always cold, but today, they seemed to have some warmth.

Not long afterward, an unsightly official impeached that the wedding was not in line with the ancestral system in the court, skipping the ceremony of marrying a princess, almost comparable to marrying a queen.

Wang Meng's heart trembled, but he saw Fu Jian playing with the bracelet, as if he didn't care much: "I heard that the concubine that Aiqing just took in a few days ago was included in the family tree?"

The official's eyebrows jumped slightly, and he didn't dare to say any more.

Fu Jian waved his hand, and the chief eunuch beside him immediately sang, "Retire without incident."

The guard of honor set out from Chang'an and headed east all the way, with gongs and drums bursting out, stretching for ten miles. After ten days, they finally arrived in Pingyang.

It was night, the second watch, when the moonlight shone dimly under the eaves through the misty clouds, Murong Chong gently opened the door and went back to the room. He subconsciously glanced at the bed, thinking that she had already He fell asleep, but he didn't expect someone to come up and grab his neck with both hands: "Xiao Ba, why did you come back?"

He has been away for a whole year, and although he has arranged for people to handle the affairs of the city, it still takes some effort.He looked at her drunkenly: "deal with some things, delayed. How much wine did you drink?"

Jin Xing turned his head and pointed to the pot of wine on the table, and then turned his head to approach him: "It's just a small pot." She paused for a moment, then smiled foolishly: "Xiaoba, I have a poem that I want to read Here you go."

Before he could speak, she leaned close to his ear and said softly: "Undress your clothes, take off your scarves and put on your pillows. The plain girl is my teacher, and she has a thousand demeanors. What all the husbands hope to see is the old teacher's house." Emperor. Le Moss Night Music..."

Before finishing the poem, he froze suddenly, lifted her up, put her on the couch and wrapped her tightly with a quilt: "Where did you learn it?"

She struggled to get her head out of the quilt: "Of course I read it in a book." Jin Xing took out a booklet from nowhere and held it high: "There is also this, I want it too. Let's delve into it with you."

He held her hand that kept shaking in front of his eyes, took a look at the booklet, and raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"When you didn't come, I had nothing to do, so I read some. It says here that a man wants a woman, and a woman wants a man. There is a contract of affection, and there is a pleasing heart. Men and women like each other, and it is human nature to respond to each other."

Her cheeks were a little flushed, but her slightly drunk almond eyes were shining brightly. He slightly loosened his grip on the quilt and said, "You're drunk."

She stretched out her hand and grabbed his skirt, and looked closer at him: "Xiaoba, are you an upright gentleman?" He was slightly startled, but she hugged him upright again, and she leaned against his earlobe: " Xiaoba, I'm touched, do you agree?"

He moved his brows slightly, waved his hand, and the candle trembled tremblingly, and then went out.

Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, he unbuttoned her clothes, and replied softly: "Yes."

……

In the darkness, he held her hand tightly: "Jin Xing, give me a baby."

　It may be unnecessary, but I still want to say that metaphysics was advocated in that era, so there were white weddings.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)