Dongli drinks wine after dusk

Chapter 243
Two years later.

It's the annual Shangyuan Festival again, Zhao Dongli took a small sedan chair and waited at the gate of Jiang's old house early, eager to see through, why hasn't the beauty come yet?
These two years, to Zhao Dongli, seem to be as long as 20 years.

After getting acquainted with the Ministry of Punishments, Zhao Dongzhe took advantage of the good opportunity when King Guangling was being punished by the officials, and a large number of court officials who had a close relationship with him were sacked, so he stuffed Zhao Dongli into the household department to do things.

The official position is not high, but the power is not small, and more importantly, this position really trains people, and they can learn some skills when dealing with officials at all levels.

But the price is that he can only see Jiang Jiuying up to five times a year: New Year, Shangyuan, his birthday, her birthday, and the winter solstice.

How did Nima let him live for the remaining 300 days?By memory?cry~
Fortunately, he survived.During the new year this year, his father had already solemnly visited Jiang's house to discuss the marriage of the two families. The time had been chosen, and it was set on June [-], a day specially selected by the Qin Tianjian.

The most eye-catching thing was the marriage gift from the government at the beginning of May last year. An imperial decree and a jade ruyi was used as a dowry to carry her head and face.

In the case of the rebellion between King Guangling and Princess Qingping, Zhao Dongzhi made great contributions. However, the fact that he worked for the officials did not want to be widely known. How to give this credit is very troublesome.

If you want a horse to run well, you must feed the horse enough grass. Being an emperor is also skillful, and you can't just make cakes for others.But Zhao Dongzhi is already the son of Duke Ding, and the title of Duke Ding's mansion is hereditary, and there is no way for him to seal it.

You can't have a courtier with a different surname and a prince with a different surname, right?

Just give some money, after all, it's simple.

Just when the official family was worrying, Zhao Dongzhuo, as his confidant, offered to ask the official family to give him a marriage. The young brother loves his fiancée very much. Grateful.

The official family is happy, this is easy to handle, he doesn't know how many marriage decrees will be issued in a year, he is very familiar with the process.

So everyone is happy.

The only person who is not happy is Jiang Jiuying herself.

What is the ancient decree?The golden words of the emperor's old son.

With this thing tied to it, if Zhao Dongli feels sorry for herself in the future, how can she get along with her?After Jiang Jiuying received the imperial decree, she ground her molars expressionlessly. Since she is not divorced, she can still be widowed!

Zhao Dongli was obviously working in the household department, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and there was a gust of wind, which made him sneeze uncontrollably.He looked up at the scorching sun, and purposely sat a little far away from the ice basin.

Thinking about today is a good day, he followed the imperial decree early in the morning, and now he is safely placed in the ancestral hall of their family, with a smirk, he buried his head in work and went to the bird~
Zhao Dongli stomped his feet that were a little numb from the cold, and saw the small west door of Jiang's mansion opened at this moment, and a girl whom he had been thinking about day and night came out from inside.

Jiang Jiuying is in better shape than two years ago, and she is also taller. She has fair skin and clear and lively eyes. She can also be called a little beauty, and Zhao Dongli's eyes are straightened.

Well, his wife is really getting better and better.

"But you've been waiting for a long time?" Jiang Jiuying came out at the appointed time, but he didn't expect this idiot to come and wait early, just like last year.

The January day in the capital is no joke, how can it be better if you get sick from the cold?He had already scolded him last year, but he dared to do so this year.

"No, no, I came early for such a stick of incense. Look, I'm holding a hand stove, and it's not cold at all." Zhao Dongli smiled so that his beautiful eyes narrowed into slits, ah, we met again, really good.

"You idiot." The two bearers beside the sedan chair, who were as cold as dogs, thought she was blind?

"I didn't get the rabbit lantern you wanted to buy last year. Let's go buy it this year. It sells too fast."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Sitting in the sedan chair, Jiang Jiuying raised a corner slightly to chat with Zhao Dongli.

The Jiang Mansion is some distance away from the main street, and the lights are not hung everywhere in the capital.Naturally, the closer you get, the more interesting it is.

Among the crowded crowd, a couple of young couples and brothers and sisters had a great time. Jiang Jiuying finally snatched the little rabbit lantern she had read for a year, and ate happily with the lantern in one hand and a string of candied haws in the other.

Anyway, the vast majority of people wear half masks, which will not be recognized by others, and will not delay eating, so everyone plays very wildly.

It's the only good day when you don't have to abide by the etiquette so much. Of course, you have to work hard to make a fuss, comrades...

At the beginning of the Hai Dynasty, the feast was coming to an end, Zhao Dongli reluctantly sent Jiang Jiuying back home, and waved goodbye pitifully.It will be two months before goodbye, why Mao's birthday is not the sixteenth day of the first lunar month!Why is their wedding in June?

Zhao Dongli was full of resentment!He really didn't want to bear it for a day.

However, I can't bear it anymore, and I can bear it all over again.As long as it ends with her, he doesn't mind being late.

Since you can't see the beautiful woman, let's bury your head in your work, and the time will pass faster.

It was March in a blink of an eye, and Jiang Jiuying personally embroidered two purses for Zhao Dongli as a birthday present.

Although the mandarin ducks still can't get rid of the shadow of the quails, this is already her best pair of works in the past two months. Zhao Dongli pinned it on her waist with great care, and received countless good-natured ridicules.

Cold food in April and Dragon Boat Festival in May, Jiang Jiuying gave him seasonal snacks alone. The green balls and zongzi were better than others. Well, his wife's hands are so skillful, she can do everything.

June fifteenth.

Zhao Dongli looked at a group of childhood playmates at home who were stumbling around after drinking, and was a little dazed. He was finally getting married tomorrow?From then on, holding the hand of the son, and growing old together with the son?

Happiness did not come easily, he wanted to cry.

June sixteenth.

"Girl, it's time to get up." Jiang Jiuying felt that it was only a second since she just lay on the bed, why is it time?
"My lord, let's slow down. This is a busy city, and you can't run for anything other than an emergency." Zhao Dongli didn't want to cause trouble for himself on such a beautiful day, so he finally slowed down the speed of the horse race, and the people behind him picked up their relatives and waited. I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Your horse is a Western domain colt, we can't catch up even if we kill it with two legs!
Passing the gate and saying goodbye to his parents, he picked up Jiuying and got into the sedan chair, and seemed to float all the way from Jiang's mansion to Duke Dingguo's mansion.

He was dragged out to drink, his thoughts had already flown to the bridal chamber, did Jiuying eat, wasn't he hungry?Her hair full of pearls and emeralds just now was heavy, right?Does your neck hurt?

After barely socializing and drinking a few drinks, Zhao Dongzhuo came to the rescue. Most of the people who came to drink wedding wine did not come for Zhao Dongli. With the company of the eldest son, naturally they would not embarrass the groom.

"Jiuying..." When Zhao Dongli returned excitedly, he saw that Jiang Jiuying had already removed her make-up, changed into a comfortable red pajamas, and was leaning on the couch to read a book. Seeing him coming back, she asked with a smile, "How much wine did you drink? Have you had any food?"

Some people stand with me at dusk, some people ask me how warm the porridge is, so that's enough~
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