From the Red Mansion, you can travel through the world of martial arts

Chapter 374 Someone from the Palace
Jia Wei felt overwhelmed after hearing this. Writing poetry? How could he be so good at that?

The people watching cheered and made a fuss, making it very lively.

Jia Wei felt guilty. In order to show off, he had to show off in front of Daiyu that night. Now, if he couldn't do it in public, wouldn't he lose face?
Of course Daiyu would not embarrass him in public. She must have mistakenly thought that he had some talent in poetry, just because of her nature as a little girl.

She thought that Jia Wei believed poetry was useless and he didn't compose poetry on weekdays, so she couldn't force him to do so. But it was only natural for him to make an exception and compose one for her on their wedding day.

Jia Wei paced back and forth in deep thought. It was impossible to compose a new poem now. He could only rack his brains to search his memory and borrow another one...

Zijuan in the courtyard heard no movement outside and became anxious for a moment. She thought that Master Yu was the top martial arts scholar, so wouldn't it be difficult for him to write a poem?

Normally, a few girls would recite poems and lyrics, but I never saw Second Master Yu joining in...

If the groom was blocked outside the door and the auspicious time was delayed, it would be a serious sin. Zijuan did not dare to open the door rashly, so she wanted to go into the house to ask Daiyu.

As she turned around, she suddenly heard Jia Wei's voice from outside the door: "Got it!"

"Then recite it quickly, Master!"

Zijuan thought, even if Jia Wei counted “one, two, three, four, five”, she would still open the door!
After Jia Wei's martial arts skills were perfected, his memory also improved a lot. After thinking hard, he finally remembered the scenes of TV dramas he had watched in the past and thought of a poem that could be copied.

He immediately gained confidence, stood outside the door with his hands behind his back, and recited aloud:

"In the past, I was going to travel to Yujing, and the first immortal promised to be my leader."

"Today is a good day for the Qin-Jin meeting, so I'll teach the phoenix to come down from the dressing room early."

"Good!" As soon as he finished speaking, there were countless voices of praise on the spot.

"My Lord is not only the best in martial arts, but also a talented writer like the God of Literature!"

There was a burst of laughter at the scene, and Zijuan quickly ordered someone to open the gate.

"Second Master, please!"

Jia Wei smiled and pointed at her twice, saying, "There will be plenty of opportunities to settle accounts with you in the future."

"These are all the young lady's instructions. Second Master, please don't accuse anyone wrongly!" Zijuan explained with a smile and hurried inside to serve.

Then a maid brought a large sedan chair carried by eight people and decorated with dragons and phoenixes into the courtyard to pick up the bride. Jia Wei's recitation was very loud, and Daiyu in the room could hear it clearly.

Daiyu was extremely happy to see that Jia Wei had indeed written a new poem for her. Of course, she had no time to write it down with paper and pen. She could only recite it silently in her heart over and over again.

Jia Wei also looked at the courtyard. He felt relieved when he saw Daiyu, who was covered with a veil, being supported by Xueyan and Zijuan on the left and right, and being put into the sedan chair by the women of the Lin family.

"Get up the sedan and go back home!"

Following a long shout from the master of ceremonies, the wedding procession outside the courtyard began to beat drums and gongs with all their might, and the joyful music was deafening.

The bridal sedan was carried out of the courtyard and, surrounded by the crowd, left the Lin residence in a grand procession.

Jia Wei climbed onto his horse, exchanged glances with several senior Jinyiwei officers, and stood on both sides with the bridesmaids, guarding the eight-man sedan chair embroidered with dragons and phoenixes to the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion.

The whole way was a parade, and the wealthy families liked to parade around the city in front of the people to show their support, but it took too much time, so Jia Wei used the return journey as a parade.

The wedding procession came out of Buzhengfang and headed south along the northern section of Xuanwumenli Street to Ningrong Street.

Jia Wei married Daiyu, and the couple's marriage was perfect, so of course he was very happy.

The Lin family has been a single-line family for generations and has accumulated countless wealth. Daiyu's dowry is much richer than Baochai's. More than a hundred bridesmaids are lined up in a row, and the team spans several streets.

This was a grand event that attracted a lot of attention. As soon as they entered the street, countless people lined the streets to watch. "Which wealthy family is getting married?"

"You don't even know this? Jia family!"

"Of course it's the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion. He doesn't even know about the martial arts champion who suppressed the rebellion and saved the emperor last year? He was the one who overthrew Eunuch Wei!"

"Oh, of course I know about the young marquis, but I don't remember that he got married last year?"

"I heard that one person is the heir to two houses. What a blessing...!"

The wedding procession entered Ningrong Street. There was no trouble along the way and Jia Wei's tense nerves relaxed. He saw people standing on both sides of the road.

Most of them were members of the Jia family. The patriarch's wedding was of course a happy event for the whole family. There were continuous sounds of firecrackers along the way. Lin Zhixiao led the servants of the West Mansion to scatter wedding money, and the scene was extremely lively.

They arrived in front of the three-room animal-head gate of the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion. Jia Wei had just dismounted from his horse. He took the soft bow presented by the best man, put on the flower arrow and shot it to drive away evil spirits and avoid disaster.

The bearers carried the eight-man sedan across the fire basin and entered the mansion through the central gate. The mansion was already filled with guests, and the atmosphere was filled with joy.

In the main hall, Lady Jia, the old Dowager Consort Nan'an and others were chatting. When they saw the sedan chair coming in from the gate, they all stood up.

Baochai led the palace's music to welcome them, and thirty-six pairs of palace lanterns came in one after another, looking very fresh and elegant.

"Get off the sedan!"

The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and the best man invited the newlyweds to get out of the sedan chair. Daiyu, dressed in her wedding gown and phoenix coronet and bridal robe, was helped by Zijuan to step onto the red carpet. Baochai came forward in person, and everyone went inside.

The gate was crowded with officials from various mansions who came to watch the fun, as well as young ladies who were waiting to be married. When they saw Daiyu being helped into the gate by Baochai, they were all extremely envious.

In the eyes of these women, marrying into the wealthy and prosperous Yong'an Marquisate is the best marriage.

Daiyu was helped by Baochai into the bridal chamber, where she dressed and made up again. Over there, Jia Wei also briefly met with relatives and friends, and then went to the main hall.

In the main hall, there was a great scholar of the dynasty as witness. The ceremony was in progress when suddenly a maid came to the table and reported, "Master Xia from Daming Palace is here to issue an imperial decree."

Everyone was surprised, and saw a group of attendants in brocade robes and gorgeous clothes escorting Dai Quan into the room. Dai Quan did not disobey the imperial edict, but he was holding a gold-lacquered tray covered with red silk. No one knew what it was for.

Jia Wei hurriedly came out to greet him. Dai Quan, with a smile on his face, walked to the hall and stood facing south, "Pass on the emperor's oral order!"

Without waiting for the guests to kneel, Dai Quan shouted in a shrill voice: "I heard that the Marquis of Yong'an has entered into a happy marriage, which is a great joy for the family and the country, so I specially grant you a pair of jade ruyi. I wish you and your spouse a deep love, a harmonious relationship, an everlasting union, and a long life of blessings."

Jia Wei was of course surprised. It was not common for the emperor to congratulate his subjects on their wedding. The little emperor was quite sensible!
He quickly thanked the emperor and accepted the gift from the emperor.

It was difficult to bribe in front of so many people, so Jia Wei smiled and said, "Prime Minister, please take a seat!"

Dai Quan put his hand on the whisk and said with a smile: "My Lord, I would also like to have a glass of wine at your wedding, but I have to go back to the palace to report. His Majesty is still waiting!"

Dai Quan was about to leave, but Jia Wei quickly stopped him and said, "No matter how busy you are, you must drink the wedding wine."

Jia Wei's move was not to win over the internal minister of the Daming Palace, but simply because he was happy. Since he was a friend of Dai Quan, he had to show courtesy to his friend when he came to celebrate.

Then Jia Wei asked someone to bring some wine and drank it with Dai Quan. Dai Quan drank the wine and his face was full of wrinkles with smiles.

As the Prime Minister, he certainly doesn't need others to give him face, but Jia Wei's enthusiastic attitude is very friendly.

Then Dai Quan celebrated again and led everyone back happily.

(End of this chapter)