Returning to Before Husband’s Castration - Chapter 208

In the first year of Longqing, on the sixth day of April, the **** of joy is in the east, and it is advisable to marry, open the stove, and open the market.

Wang Daxia got up before light up, and repeatedly checked the calendar on the bedside. He was sure that it was not a dream. He really waited for the good day of three years and three months after three years.

After experiencing family filial piety and national filial piety, he will finally marry Wei Caiwei today.

Wang Daxia smeared and went to the ancestral hall. He could walk past his own home with his eyes closed. With the lamp burning in the ancestral hall, the wooden commander actually got up earlier than the bridegroom officer, burned a stick of incense for Wang Qianhu, and served three animal offerings.

When Wang Daxia came in, Commander Mu was startled at Wang Qianhu’s tablet.

Two years ago, after confirming that Wang Qianhu was buried in the Yangtze River, and his bones were missing, Wang Daxia and others set up a burial mound for him in his ancestral tomb. The wooden commander organized the funeral and broke his heart for the Wang family. In the previous life, Commander Mu finally assumed everything.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, Commander Mu suddenly woke up from his memories, “Are you here? So early, the bridegroom officer wants to sleep more. You are busy today. Leave the family affairs to me. You finish the incense and go back.” Sleeping.”

Wang Daxia offered incense to his father and mother and told his parents that he was going to get married today. When putting the incense, he saw a stick of incense in the incense burner and almost burned out. Needless to say, it must be the incense on the wooden commander, “Uncle Mu, you Didn’t you sleep all night?”

Commander Mu said, “No, I slept until midnight, thinking that you were getting married and couldn’t sleep, so I simply got up and told your parents about today’s arrangements.”

Wang Daxia’s marriage was managed by the command of wood. A person with no blood relationship was both a father and a mother, only because of the sentence in Wang Qianhu’s letter, “I entrust Daxia’s marriage to you”, and kept his promise. .

Wang Daxia held Mu Commander like he did when he was a child and tilted his head on his shoulder, “Thank you Uncle Mu, you raised me, and I raised you old. In the future, we will provide you with retirement.”

Commander Mu pushed Wang Daxia’s head away with a palm, “I have a salary, and I don’t need you to support it. You only need to take advantage of what I’m still doing and open the branches and leaves for your old Wang’s family as soon as possible. I can also help you raise the child. , Teach them martial arts, and later, I won’t be able to carry it.”

When Wang Daxia heard this, she ran away! He is not yet ready to be a father. He is still “learning and observing” even as a husband, lest Banxia is dissatisfied and ask him to go out again, and she will come by herself. Anyway, fish maw, sheep intestines, etc. still have to continue to use!

Commander Mu shook his head and smiled bitterly at Wang Daxia’s back. He turned to Wang Qianhu’s tablet and said: “Look, this kid is 21 years old and looks like a frizzy boy. How can you dare to grow old? There are too many, I have to go to the underground to find you a few years later.”

As the best man, Lu Ying was the first guest to come to Wang’s house. She was wearing a royal red python robe, and a pair of red pomegranate flowers were inserted in the black headscarf, which symbolized multiple children and grandchildren.

Scarfaced handsome man wore flowers for the first time, fearing that he would dump a lot of young girls in Beijing and become their dreams.

Lu Ying asked him, “How am I dressed? Today, the bridegroom official is the biggest. You can do it, but if you don’t, I’ll change it. It’s up to you.”

Wang Daxia touched her chin and circled Luying, “Fortunately, it’s pretty good-looking, I’m worried that you are too good-looking and you will steal my limelight. But -“

Wang Daxia laughed with her arms akimbo, “On the basis of how many women like you, Caiwei only likes me.”

Wang Daxia put on red and hung color, went to pick up the bride. The two families lived close to each other. They were neighbors. Before Wang Daxia’s buttocks sat warm in the saddle, he went downstairs to Wei Caiwei’s.

A group of women holding rolling pins and brooms were gathered at the door. They were all neighbors in the neighborhood. It is customary in Beijing to beat the bridegroom. It’s not really a fight. It just means it. In fact, it’s just blocking the door and asking the bridegroom officer for money.

Of course, if the bridegroom is stingy and gives less, he will stick a few sticks sturdily.

Today is not the time to fight bravely and fiercely, and Wang Daxia, the first dear in the North City, also wants to dismiss his horse and spread money quickly, unambiguously.

As the best man, Lu Ying guarded Wang Daxia entering the door. When the women saw that Lu Ying was handsome and got the money, they were reluctant to beat her. Wang Daxia was able to pass the barrier easily without a stick on her body. Lu Ying, the best man is too worthwhile.

At the door of the room, there was a lot of music, especially the sound of suona almost about to overturn the roof. Lu Ying read the makeup poem: “I don’t know what the evening is, urge the balcony to approach the mirror stage; who said that hibiscus is planted in the water, and one branch opens in the bronze mirror.”

The door opened and Wei Caiwei was wearing a red wedding dress and a full set of gold-inlaid gemstone head and face jewelry, holding a fan made of green peacock feathers in both hands to cover her face.

Wang Daxia was paddling her feet and wanted to stand on a high point to see the bride, but was dragged away by Lu Ying, “There are more and more neighbors asking for money outside, and you can’t afford it even at Jinshan Yinshan. Hurry up and take the bride home and go home. You see enough.”

Wei Caiwei lifted the feather fan onto the sedan chair, and carried it to the door of Wang’s house a few steps away. The matchmaker held a bowl of rice and sang: “Drums are ringing in the capital, and the Weaver Girl matches the morning glory. The relatives in this house come to pick up the treasure and add makeup. Stay for a long time.”

After singing, the matchmaker took a sip of hot rice with a spoon, walked to Wei Caiwei, and said: “Bride, open your mouth to pick up the rice.” This custom means that the bride has eaten her husband’s meal from then on.

Wei Caiwei took a bite, and the matchmaker tied one end of a red ribbon with a concentric knot on her wrist holding a fan, and gave the other end to Wang Daxia, “The groom leads the bride through the door.”

Wang Daxia’s younger brother Wang Daqiu moved a saddle to the door. Wang Daxia passed first, and then guarded in front of the saddle. He said to Wei Caiwei, who was holding a feather fan behind him, to cover her face: “Be careful to raise your feet. There is a saddle in front.”

Onlookers laughed. The bride covered her face with a fan and kept her head down. Of course, she could see a saddle under her feet. The bridegroom was really superfluous.

Wei Caiwei behind the feather fan smiled knowingly, and steadily stepped over the saddle, which meant for the peace of her life.

The women onlookers holding rolling pins, brooms and other things were all coming over, and they all talked: “The groom is used to hurt people at first glance, gentle and small.”

“No, when the bridegroom took the three men on the west side street of Gulou, did you forget? It was just to vent the bride’s anger.”

“Hush, it’s a great day when lovers finally get married. We just got a lot of money, so we won’t mention those things.”

Wang Daxia led Wei Caiwei into the Xitang with the red silk with the same heart knot. The bride’s feet did not touch the ground, and the red carpet was spread all the way. Wei Caiwei was a little nervous, thinking that the red carpet was so long, as if it would never reach the end.

Although he was married to Wang Daxia in the past and this life, and married twice, the marriage of a food couple in the palace is to set up a banquet to announce that they are together. Wei Caiwei has not experienced a grand folk wedding.

She is also a big **** the sedan chair now-the first time.

But Wang Daxia was holding the red silk in front, turning her head three times, reminding her to walk slowly, pay attention to turns, and there is a threshold in front of her, which made the onlookers laugh.

Wei Caiwei consciously is a thick-skinned person. Hearing laughter at the moment, feeling burnt, she said in her heart:

You go! Don’t chirp! I have lived together for more than 50 years in the past and present lives! Does my old lady even know how to walk!

Even Lu Yi, who has always been serious, couldn’t help laughing, and urged Wang Daxia to go to Xitang to worship, and don’t miss the auspicious time.

When he finally arrived at Xitang, Wei Caiwei breathed a sigh of relief, just like the three masters and apprentices who finally obtained the truth in Xitian after ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties-Wang Daxia is undoubtedly Zhu Bajie.

When they arrived at the worship hall, both of them had no surviving parents. Wang Daxia invited Commander Mu to attend the meeting. As a parent, Commander Mu looked at the couple and thought of Wang Qianhu, tears in his eyes.

After praying to the world, Wang Daxia led Tongxinjie and Wei Caiwei into the bridal chamber, and the matchmaker sang: “The newcomer moved past the high hall, and the goddess and fairy entered the bridal chamber. The bonus city is more rewarding, and the five parties spread the tent to prosper Yin and Yang.” (Note 1)

It was about to begin the accounting ceremony. The two sat side by side on the bed, and Lu Ying read a poem:

“Don’t fan the painting out of the curtain to cover up the spring mountains. If the Taoist reunion is like a bright moon, the sweet-scented osmanthus must be bloomed.”

Wei Caiwei removed the feather fan that covered her face, like a hibiscus noodle in full bloom, it was really beautiful.

Wang Daxia looked sideways and looked at Wei Caiwei with a smirk, “My lady is so beautiful.”

Everyone laughed again, and Wei Caiwei was so embarrassed that she could not wait to pick up the feather fan to cover her face again! It’s so embarrassing!

The matchmaker held back his laughter, spreading the happy money, grains, red dates, peanuts, etc. on the plate all over the bed netting, and said: “Spread the tent, the curtain is deep and the shadow of the candle is red. The good luck is long and lasting, It’s a spring breeze every day…”

The matchmaker sang all the front and back of the bed net while reading and spreading. In the bed net, a pair of large dress skirts for the newlyweds carry the grains and fruits, and the more they serve, the better.

When the peanuts were scattered in the middle, some peanuts were about to fall on Wei Caiwei’s head, and they were all caught by Wang Daxia’s eyesight and hands, for fear of hitting her.

Everyone laughed again. In the bridal chamber, the laughter was higher and higher. I had never seen a bridegroom like Wang Daxia, and he loved and cherished the bride as if he was made of tofu.

Wei Caiwei suddenly forgot the embarrassment, only warmth in her heart.

At the end of the account-spreading ceremony, everyone left with a sense of interest, leaving only a couple of newcomers.

Wei Caiwei untied the red ribbon on her wrist and said, “I’m going to remove my makeup, you go to toast.” There are at least two or two powders in the bride’s makeup today, and she feels bored.

Wang Daxia reluctantly put down the concentric knot, “I will be back after a lap.”

The guests all wanted to pour the bridegroom, Lu Ying went up to block the wine, and secretly ordered someone to mix it in the water with the smell of wine. Wang Daxia cooperated with tacit pretence to be drunk, and Wu Baihu and other colleagues carried him to the entrance of the bridal chamber, “The bridegroom Don’t pretend, it’s all your own, you walk in by yourself, we really can’t lift it.

Wang Daxia gave out red envelopes to the robes to express his gratitude. After returning to the bridal room, there was no one. The maids had already cleaned up the grains and money on the bed. The dressing table was full of jewelry that Wei Caiwei had removed, and there was splashing water from the bathroom. sound.

The lady is taking a bath. Wang Daxia took off the black hat, kicked the boots on his feet, ripped off his clothes, and walked into the bathroom like a fly rubbing his hands. In the past three months, he practiced hard at home and carefully pondered his skills. Up.

The author has something to say: marriage must be a sweet chapter! Sprinkle flowers for the wedding of the two, everyone!

Note 1: The custom of marriage in this chapter refers to the “New Compilation of Kuaizui Wife Li Cuilian” in “Qingpingshantang Storybook” edited by Hong Ming during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. It feels more appropriate from the age.

The makeup reminder poems belong to Jia Dao, but the fan poems belong to Li Shangyin.