Great Qin had a prosperous age

Chapter 51 The Wedding (please vote for recommendation)
At dusk, at dusk, the sky is still twilight, and the inside and outside of Qingyang Palace are already lit with bright lights.

This day is the sixth day of April.

Everything has been arranged in the main hall of Qingyang Palace, with a high platform inside and seats outside.

The audience has long been filled with darkness.

Because Master Fusu was getting married, Meng Tian also rushed back early.

Although he was outside Hangu Pass, he had heard many things about the affairs of the court and was familiar with them.

But what surprised him was that his brother was blatantly involved in the matter of establishing the throne.Although the two brothers are sitting close to each other now, Meng Tian does not want to talk to his brother.

As for today's protagonist, Fusu kept forcing a smile. Firstly, he had never seen his wife who was about to have a wedding. Secondly, he clearly knew from Ying Zheng that this wife was chosen for him by Zhao Gao to a certain extent. .

Fusu always felt very unhappy, but Ying Zheng was sitting on it, so he had no choice but to forget about all his reluctances.

……

The good thing is, the beauty eventually arrives.

"Recipe, Shining."

"When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family."

Accompanied by the soft and melodious singing of the musicians, Wang Lin walked cautiously towards the black figure standing in front of her step by step.

She once stood on tiptoe in the street to see the young master from a distance. Although her father was already the prime minister at that time, she never thought that she would be able to marry into Xianyang Palace and become the wife of Mr. Fusu.

She understood that she was able to marry the young master because the king liked his father; she also understood that the king favored the young master.

The reason behind this was that her father had already told her carefully several times before going out.

Little does anyone know that there will be many ups and downs in Qingyang Palace in the future, but she will always abide by her duty as a wife.

According to Zhou rites, when a couple gets married, a woman does not need to cover her head at this time.

Wang Lin wore a wedding crown on her head. The crown had its own ridges. Although it was fine, Fusu could vaguely see her appearance even though he was standing far away.

The girl's eyes were as clear and clean as clear lake water. Although her face was slightly obscured by the lace on her wedding crown, those captivating eyes had already stolen someone's heart.

Wei Feng in the Book of Songs says: The hands are like catkins, the skin is like gelatin, the collar is like a cricket grub, the teeth are like gourd rhinoceros, and the head is like a moth's brow.A beautiful smile and beautiful eyes.

Although this is already an excellent way to describe a beautiful woman, Fusu felt that with her captivating eyes, complemented by her perfectly proportioned body and delicate face, Wang Lin could far surpass that Wei Feng The woman described in.

Although he and Wang Lin had never met.

But he knew that most women in Xianyang were frank in temperament, and the daughters of noble families were more likely to be influenced by etiquette and had a good temperament.

At this time, the distinction between men being superior and women being inferior had not yet become as common as in later generations, and most women felt confident and calm in front of men.

Wang Lin naturally possesses all these qualities. She is dignified and bright, calm and calm, and her eyes are like autumn water. She is indeed a rare beauty.

Wang Lin also blushed suddenly when she saw the young master's handsome, stern and angular face.Then she found that the young master was looking at her intently, and naturally she was very shy.

But she didn't act coy in front of everyone.

After all, the time to be shy hasn’t come yet…

According to Zhou etiquette, both of them wore dark black clothes with heather edges.The color of the edge of the clothes originally shows whether one's status is noble or not.

Seeing the affectionate expressions of the newlyweds below, Mrs. Xuanyang was so happy that she silently shed tears...

I have been looking forward to it day and night, and finally this day has arrived.

Fusu raised his head and happened to see a happy smile on Ying Zheng's face. The smile clearly contained some unique tacit understanding between father and son.

Fusu looked at Ying Zheng's smile and suddenly remembered a sentence: his pig could finally eat cabbage.

"Perform the ceremony of offering sacrifices!" Zong Zheng said loudly.

According to Zhou etiquette, before the prince Fusu personally welcomes his bride, he must bow to his biological father and listen to his teachings.

But this is the Qin royal family, and he is the eldest son of Ying Zheng.

It is impossible for Prince Fusu to condescend to welcome the bride in person. He can just wait for the visitors in the palace to greet her on his behalf.

In front of the civil and military courtiers, Fusu and Wang Lin bowed down to Yingzheng, bowing and saluting.

Next, the etiquette was to say something to his son as a father, but Ying Zheng, who had always been strict with the young master Fusu, still did not dare to look like before.

The joyful expression on his face suddenly turned solemn when he faced Fusu.

"Zhao Gao—"

Ying Zheng summoned him, and then disappeared. Zhao Gao suddenly walked out from behind the screen, holding a black lacquer plate in his hand, and quickly presented it to Ying Zheng.

On the black lacquer plate, there is a long sword, and next to it is a black lacquer wooden scabbard.

Ying Zheng raised the sword's edge with one hand, and suddenly it was filled with splendor, like a hibiscus emerging, its sharp edge shining brightly in the hall; looking at its pattern, it looked like a row of stars.

"This sword is very good!" Someone in the audience sighed from the bottom of their hearts.

Fusu had also read some famous sword manuals, so he naturally knew what they were.

The famous sword Junjun——

Why, are you actually going to give it to me?

Fusu's heart felt hot, and there seemed to be waves rising and falling in his chest.

While Fusu was deeply moved, he didn't even notice how many pairs of eyes in the audience were looking at him.

Most of the ministers had shrewd eyes and watched quietly from their positions, each with their own thoughts.

Jiang Lu lowered his head and drank wine, pretending not to care.

Naturally, Ying Yu was still envious, but after what happened last time, he had already given up those thoughts.But he suddenly remembered something, carelessly touched his blushing face, then turned his admiring eyes to Ying Chang, and murmured, "It's over—"

Ying Chang teased the other younger brothers, as if what happened today had nothing to do with him.

Only Ying Gao had a cold light in his eyes at this moment.

It was not until now that he realized that his eldest brother had achieved his goal, and he only regretted that he did not compete with his second brother and fifth brother for the false reputation his master said.

He thought he understood his father's personality. How could he consider passing the throne when he had not yet accomplished his hegemony and had not achieved his goals?

Afterwards, Ying Zheng put the Chunjun Sword back into its scabbard. Zhao Gao took it and smiled ingratiatingly, and respectfully presented the sword to Young Master Fusu.

Ying Zheng immediately returned to his usual cold face when looking at Fusu. From the look of him, he seemed not to be ready to speak.

"My son, thank you for your kindness."

"Since you stay in the palace, you have to pay attention to everything." Ying Zheng thought about it, and there was nothing more to say.

Fusu was stunned, and then he came back to his senses, "Sons and ministers must live up to the expectations of their father."

Wang Lin lowered her head and did not dare to breathe loudly.

When Ying Zheng heard this, he didn't say anything, but just waved his hand to signal Zong Zheng to continue with the wedding.

"Perform the ritual of washing yourself." Zongzheng shouted.

The visitors hurriedly brought basins and jugs to the stage and watered the newlyweds to wash themselves. The latter two wiped their hands with the red cloth placed on the deacon's arms.

"Performing the prison ceremony -"

The newlyweds were sitting in front of the low table that had been brought up, watching the guests setting up the table.

Then the visitor put a piece of meat into a bowl for each of the two newlyweds. The newlyweds each ate the meat from the bowl. After eating, they sat down.

The visitor brought the tray to the table.

Fusu and Wang Lin each drank half of the drink. During the exchange, Wang Lin saw that the young master's face suddenly became serious, losing the cheerfulness when he first saw him.

(End of this chapter)