​Imperial palace sweet love: Your Majesty, too dark!

"I don't know what he looks like!"

Jiang Wanrong thought shyly.

If she knew at this time that her marriage would be confused by LV Zhaoliang, what would she think?

……

Qiqiao Festival is the seventh day of July.

Since the day, the capital has been full of festival atmosphere.

The peddlers along the street have set up enough stalls for the arrival of a large number of customers at night.

The shops on the street have already been ready to put the attractive goods shelves on the outside of the street in order to attract more customers.

The broad green brick road was swept clean, and the trees on both sides of the street were covered with festive lanterns.

It's nothing to look at in the daytime, but in the evening, they will shine and make the whole street beautiful.

Although it's just past Chenshi and it's still a whole day before night, the streets are much busier than usual.

People come and go to talk and laugh, everywhere is full of human fireworks.

The princes and ladies of the noble houses in the capital are now getting up and dressing up.

Clothes are so easy to choose in this season when the heat is fading and the cold is not yet coming.

It's neither thick nor thin. You don't have to worry about the cold or the heat, and you don't have to worry about the perspiration that will dampen the elaborately painted makeup.

They can choose their favorite clothes and jewelry and dress up to their heart's content.

The ladies took out their purses and red strips embroidered with their names and birthdays.

In the hope that they can meet the person they like, so that they can send out their wallet, or they can make a marriage under the old locust tree at the gate of the city.

Either way, it's a good sign.

The purse is embroidered by oneself, which is also the epitome of the level of her needlework.

Therefore, all the young ladies prepared their purses to the best of their ability. After all, girls who are not good at needlework can't find a good family!

If the purse is not beautiful enough, it is not skillful enough!

At this moment, they feel that their needlework, which they have practiced hard for many years, has finally come into use.

As for the gentlemen.

They need to prepare a fan with a famous saying, an ancient poem or a motto on it.

In any case, the words must be handwritten, and must be beautiful, the most important thing is to cover their own red stamp and signature.

Like the young ladies, the characters of the young masters are not good enough, and they can't get married.

……

The boys and girls will show up in the evening.

Those ladies are often masked, while the CHILDES are well-dressed and walk in groups on the street.

If there are people who look at each other in the opposite eye, they can exchange tokens openly.

One for the purse and one for the fan.

This kind of behavior at this time will not be ridiculed, and will not be said to be disobedient.

Therefore, any girl who wants a good marriage will always appear at this time.

Some girls can receive many fans in one night.

There are also young men who can collect many bags in one night.

This is the time to test each other.

Good handwriting, good embroidery, often more dominant.

……

It was early in the morning.

When his wife came to Jiang Wanrong's room, she was blushing and preparing her purse, so she said with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, today is the Qiqiao Festival, no one will laugh at you!"

Jiang Wanrong nodded.

"Don't worry, aunt. Wanrong knows it!"

When the lady patted her on the shoulder, confessed a few words and took her to breakfast.

After breakfast, all morning.

At that time, his wife was telling her the information of these young masters in detail.

Because of what happened before, there is no need to think about it.

So now these families have been downgraded to a new level.

But even so, it is still within the scope of the third and fourth grade officials in the capital.

Such as... The second son of the Minister of rites, such as the eldest son of the capital official, such as the eldest grandson of the academician of the Imperial Academy, etc.

In any case, it's the right category, and Mrs. Shi is also satisfied.

Jiang Wanrong also nodded immediately.

"Wanrong doesn't want to be famous, just a lover. If he can treat me well, I will be satisfied."

For a girl who has no mother since childhood and has tasted all kinds of ups and downs.

The warmth and happiness of the family, it has unlimited charm.

She doesn't want to be rich, she just wants to be peaceful, her husband sings and her wife follows her, and her two people are harmonious from the beginning to the end, which is her biggest wish.

His wife laughed when he was young.

"Aunts all understand. Don't worry, good boy. I'll ask someone to inquire about it for you and keep a good check on it."

"Yes

Jiang Wanrong nodded, the whole person is immersed in the yearning for the future.

……

Night will come soon.

When the wife has already prepared the carriage, Jiang Wanrong also dressed up early.

She was wearing a goose yellow cross necked skirt embroidered with Begonia pattern, a crescent white embroidered Jasmine belt with silver edge around her waist, and a delicate jade sachet with the style of a small fish hanging from her waist.

A pair of yellow jade hairpins and hairpins are worn on the high bun, and a goose yellow jade bracelet is also worn on the wrist. On the ear is a pair of silver inlaid Dongzhu earbells, which is the size of the thumb. Even on the feet, they are exquisite. The gorgeous vamp made of wave light brocade is embroidered with the pattern of fish playing with lotus leaves.

The whole person is full of the charming daughter's family, and does not lose the style of a lady in a big family.

Elegant and respectable, pretty and fresh.

Finally, a veil inlaid with small rice beads was put on her face.

A gentle, beautiful and mysterious lady appeared in front of her.

His wife was very proud.

"As like as two peas in your mother's youth, this brow, this style, is a click!"

Jiang Wanrong blushed and bowed her head.

"My aunt made fun of me!"

"Well, it's getting late, and it's time for us to start!"

"Yes

Jiang Wanrong turned and followed her aunt out.

……

The carriage is gorgeous and exquisite, the tarpaulin has a warm and heavy luster, and the four corners are covered with small gourds made of honey wax.

With the shaking of the carriage, the little gourd swayed from side to side, noble and grand.

The carriage was followed by several ordinary carriages, on which sat servants, guards and maids.

A total of ten carriages, at the coachman's command, slowly started, along the long and thin stone paved streets, to the most bustling place.

After half an hour on the road.

The party finally got to the place.

Because the carriage couldn't pass, the lady asked people to stop nearby.

After getting out of the carriage, Mrs. Shi pulled Jiang Wanrong's hand with a smile.

"You go!"

Jiang Wanrong was a little surprised.

"Aunt, won't you come with me?"

His wife shook her head.

"I want to, but look, there are all little girls' houses over there!"

"I don't want to get close to it!"

"You go alone. I've brought more than ten servants to protect you. They will follow you and protect you!"

"What's more, it's the Qiqiao Festival today. There are imperial guards all around. It's going to be OK!"