Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

() After laughing for a while, I should still be busy. Whether it is the Song Dynasty or the later generations, weddings are always a tiring job. Ximen Qing can't remember the scene of marrying Wu Yueniang at the beginning. I don't know if it is a memory fusion Time was lost, but judging from yesterday's wedding flow chart, it basically killed her.

The one who felt more tired was Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, because Ximen Qing entrusted him with almost all the chores, from invitations to miscellaneous preparations.

Fortunately, Jiang Jing still has someone to assign, so he doesn't have to do everything himself, but it is quite a headache to divide things into pieces before assigning them.

Seeing Jiang Jing's worried look, Ximen Qing taught the later generations the "magic weapon"-project management a few days ago.

Ximen Qing took a similar elective course before crossing. Although it is not a formal training, he generally understands the basic concepts of project management and a small amount of operation methods. However, for a wedding, using project management is already a sledgehammer .

Of course, Ximen Qing didn't bother to explain what "project management" meant, he just said it was a way of doing things.

Seeing Ximen Qing draw a few sketches, Jiang Jing was confused, but after Ximen Qing explained, Jiang Jing suddenly realized: "So there is such a convenient way in the world!"

Although he was busy, after making sufficient preparations, everything was in order. Jiang Jing looked at the progress chart hanging on the wall every day, and grasped all the situations.

Today, everything that should be prepared is ready, and the time is about the same. The procession to welcome the bride has already been set up in the yard. It can be said that everything is ready, just waiting for the two groom officials to set off.

After Ximen Qing and Wu Song cleaned up, a servant girl took out auspicious clothes for them to change into. They were all ordinary Luohuafutou, green robes, boots and so on.

At this time, the auspicious clothes in the Song Dynasty were all green robes, and only officials above the fifth rank could wear scarlet robes. Ximenqing despised this very much. Fortunately, his skin was fair, and wearing green robes made him look fairer, unlike Wu Song who had darker skin originally. This time it looked even darker.

"Fortunately, the hairpins are not green!" Ximen Qing sighed, and saw the servant girl brought a plate of silk like raw flowers, and waited for the two to wear the hairpins.

Arranging flowers on men's heads in the Song Dynasty is actually very fashionable, but Ximen Qing and Wu Song have never been too cold, especially Ximen Qing, who feels that putting flowers on his head looks like a Qing Dynasty princess; but today's day is special, so we must make an exception .

This Luobo statue is not a real flower, but made of Luobo. Compared with fresh flowers, it is considered a high-end product. Without the fragrance of flowers, Ximenqing is more acceptable.

After finishing dressing carefully, the maids brought over the new copper mirror rubbed with mercury, and Ximen Qing saw his beautiful image of "changing in a second", and quickly waved the maids to remove the mirror.

A drum flashed past Shiqian, congratulating before saying anything: "Brother and Brother, today is the wedding night in the bridal chamber, congratulations!"

Ximen Qing saw that he had also changed into a brand new white robe, and he also had flowers on his head, and he looked so well-behaved that he looked less like a thief than his ancestors, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "The third brother will suffer today." , you can't run around at night."

"It's quite uncomfortable." Shi Qian touched Xuanzi, and said with a smile: "Once you wear this white robe, it's like a living target when you go to the room. How can you make it?"

Wu Song was very young when he heard this, and the three of them chatted and laughed and came to the front yard. The horses they were riding on had already been dressed up, and Shi Qian was still on foot. Jiang Jing gave an order, and the band began to play and beat, and the wedding party went to Chuuxuelou.

Needless to say, the scenery along the way, the money given by the fortune teller Jiang Jing, the band worked extra hard, and Ximen Qing and Wu Song rode side by side, all dressed as grooms, which was already amazing.

What is even more surprising is that there are not two sedan chairs in the team, but three sedan chairs!

Two bridegroom officials, three bridal sedan chairs, and the onlookers all looked sideways, and said knowingly: "These are the two commanders and deputy commanders of the Imperial City Division, the current celebrity in front of King Jia, don't you think you are also the one who slapped the name of Ximen?" Have you never heard of it?"

Looking at the surprise and envy in the eyes of passers-by, Ximen Qing felt a sense of pride in his heart. He straightened up immediately, waved his hands, and could not wait to shout: "You have worked hard!"

The watching crowd gathered more and more, suddenly a woman in the crowd shouted, and several women appeared in front of the line, holding hands and blocking the road.

What does this mean? Stop the sedan chair and cry for injustice? Brother is not that blackie, and this is not an official sedan chair. Besides, all the smiling ones don't look like each other!

Ximen Qing was confused and didn't understand what was going on, so Jiang Jing laughed and said, "Congratulations, Master!"

"Congratulations, even if this posture is not blocking the sedan chair and calling for injustice, it is also blocking the road and asking for money! There are so many people, you don't have enough copper coins!"

As soon as Ximen Qing spoke a word, he saw what looked like an apple flying from the crowd towards him.

Immediately afterwards, it was like rain. Fruit rain!

Ximen Qing suddenly remembered an idiom, and understood why Jiang Jing wanted to congratulate himself.

Throw fruit into the car!

When Pan An went to the street, he was stopped by someone, and then he threw fruit. This form expresses the woman's love for Pan An!

Pan An can stand the fruit rain, brother is fine!

Ximen Qing resisted the urge to reach out to do a "real-life version of cutting fruit", and greeted the fruit rain that fell from the sky with a smile. Of course, sometimes you need to dodge a little, and it's not fun to hit your face.

At this time, Ximen Qing realized that although most of the fruits came towards him, there were obviously some on Wu Song's side, and Wu Song's reaction was very natural, pushing the fruits out with his hands.

But Shiqian was unwilling to be lonely, jumped up and grabbed with both hands, and blocked a lot of fruits for Ximen Qing, which also aroused several applause from the crowd.

After a burst of fruit rain, the team was able to avoid the various seasonal fruits rolling privately and move on. Ximen Qing admired the band's undisturbed tune while advancing.

This is the professional quality. Compared with them, the two horses Ximen Qing and Wu Song rode are not so good. Just now they have already lowered their heads and gnawed on the apples on the ground.

After finally arriving at East Cross Street, I saw that the plaque of golden nanmu had already been hung in the Chuuxue Building, but it was covered with a green cloth.

Jiang Jing led the team to the small courtyard near the left. The three brides heard the sound of blowing and beating, and they were impatient for a long time. Sun Erniang jumped up and applauded: "Finally here, the bones are numb!"

Xue'er also complained repeatedly, Hua Yuerong accompanied her, and she wanted to rush out of the door; Pan Jinlian was more stable, and ordered the servant girl to bring the incense.

Although this is only a temporary place, the procedure still needs to be followed. The three futons are spread out in front of the incense table, and the three brides knelt down after putting on the incense. Pan Jinlian took the lead and said the set of prayers.

"I am married today, but I dare not be self-reliant.

At four o'clock and eighth, there are no cigarettes.

Inform the holy, and all hope have mercy.

It is natural for a man to marry a woman.

There is good fortune and celebration, and the husband and wife are both happy.

There will be no disasters and difficulties, and it will last for a hundred years.

Like fish like water, sweeter than honey. "

Sun Erniang and Xue'er followed suit, and the three stood up. This procedure was originally for a married daughter to offer incense to her ancestors before she greets her in person, to bless the family with a harmonious beauty and a safe life forever.

At this time, it is the time when being a parent and a married daughter are full of sorrow and joy; but the parents of the three brides died early, and people like Sun Erniang just feel that it is cumbersome, so they don't have the sadness of breaking up. All are full of joy.

Looking at each other's makeup, they all have black hair like a crow, their faces are painted with makeup and powder, their lips are painted with red lips, and their eyebrows are drawn;

The team stopped outside the gate of the courtyard, and Jiang Jingxian, a fortune teller, stepped in and shouted from a distance: "The auspicious time has come!"

After getting this sentence, the three brides asked their maids to cover their heads, and two maids waited on one, and slowly helped them out; Pan Jinlian and Xue'er were fine, but Sun Erniang was still panicked when they covered their heads even though they had practiced it. He didn't pinch the wrist of the servant girl who was supporting him.

Seeing the girls coming out, Jiang Jing asked the sedan chair to enter the yard and helped him up; the leader of the band outside the door coughed, blocked the door and said, "Jade hooks are hung on the pearl curtains of high-rise buildings, and fragrant cars and BMWs arrive at the door. There are a lot of bonuses and profits in the market." Reward, riches and glory will last a hundred years."

This is just a routine, Jiang Jing prepared to go down early, and presented a string of copper coins, the leader of the band nodded and shouted, and the music was loud for a while, and the team was ready to turn back to the mansion.

Ximen Qing and Wu Song watched the three bridal sedan chairs being carried out immediately. Although none of them contained "newcomers", it was the first time that they felt thirsty and nervous to death.

The spectators had long been crowded, and many children were even more bold to block the road; the fortune teller Jiang Jing had his own way, throwing out a handful of copper coins, and immediately bought the road.

Naturally, the way back could not be the same as when we came here. This is the rule and what the three brides demanded. Ximen Qing despised this kind of thinking: "You can't see anything with the hijab on. What do you want that scenery for?"

But in the eyes of Pan Jinlian and others, this scenery is what makes others envious.

Regardless of whether it was the Song Dynasty more than 900 years ago or later generations, this kind of thinking has never changed; so Ximenqing also fulfilled their wish.

After this enviable and surprising team circled around Bianliang City, they finally arrived at the gate of their own yard.

The fortune teller Jiang Jing pointed over there: "Look, my boss, this is the best yin and yang person in and out of Bianliang City!"

Ximen Qing looked in the direction of Jiang Jing's finger, and suddenly had a feeling of "my companions and I were stunned".

Before, Ximenqing only thought that the Yinyang people were probably a great dancer, and Jiang Jing's "wedding flow chart" was not very clear, there was only a villain there, holding something in his hand.

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