Xu Xuzhi

Chapter 28
Ning Zheng returned to his little red building that day, and hurriedly asked Bi Datong, who came back today, to invite Mrs. Taishou, the fifth aunt.He put on a casual look and asked: "Aunt Shou, look, if my bedroom is used as a wedding room, what needs to be changed?"

Mrs. Shou smiled, this kid, before getting married last year, was playing tricks, playing a tricky game, for fear that the female family members could see that he had already taken a fancy to Tang Xiaoliu.

But Mrs. Shou is also funny: "Isn't this good? No need to change it, just leave it as it is."

Ning Zheng laughed a few times in embarrassment: "You should not hesitate to teach me, I know you have good vision, so I can trust you."

Madam Shou came from a good background, the concubine of a small local warlord in Sichuan, not to mention capable, with first-rate aesthetic taste.Ning Zheng felt that since Feng Jiu didn't say anything about the new house, it's better to ask Mrs. Shou for some reliable advice.

"Hey, why don't you ask your grandmother?"

"It's better to say goodbye, little girl and old lady, how can we see a piece of it?"

That’s how it happened, Mrs. Shou nodded, looked around for a while, and then seriously talked about the renovation of this room. Ning Zheng agreed with it, and Zhi Changsheng, who was as careful as a hair, took it all down.

After seeing Mrs. Shou off, Ning Zheng went back to the bedroom and looked at the snow leopard skin carpet under his feet again. The dense black spots on it looked a little creepy in daylight, so they needed to be replaced.

Suddenly, I recalled the last time when Fengjiu was drunk and brought me here, she got out of bed barefoot, and when she stepped on the fluffy and slippery snow leopard skin, she immediately jumped three feet high in fright, and jumped back on the bed. Poor appearance, couldn't help laughing.

He recalled that Fengjiu seemed to like the design of the water method in the old Beijing Zitong hot pot restaurant in the North Market, and she also liked the furniture in the restaurant where she stayed in Guangzhou for the last night.

He turned around and went into his study, thinking that Feng Jiu would also come to this study to read and write in the future, so he ordered Bi Datong to find another "small" desk and move it in.

"How 'small' is the 'small' desk?" This Bi Datong is different from Zhi Changsheng who is so cautious that he is almost rigid.But at this moment, Ning Zheng was a little annoyed seeing this guy asking directly without even thinking about it, so his face sank, and he opened his palms, "My hands are so big."

"..." Bi Datong raised his head and looked carefully at Ning Zheng's face, only to realize that Young Master San was speaking in anger, but don't expect him to take it to heart. "Okay." He turned around and walked out in a concise manner. Ning Zheng was so angry that he picked up a writing brush on the table and threw it at him.

Pricking people with a brush had no effect, so he walked back with a smile and compared the size with his hands. Ning Zheng also smiled and nodded in approval.

Bi Datong looked at the young marshal with emotion, thinking that his expression had eased back—for more than two months, he didn't feel that he was in Fengtian, which was not considered cold in the Northeast, and thought he was being raped. Exiled to the coldest Mohe.

In the past, the young marshal recruited more people, and he could be said to love the people like a son. Many soldiers liked to join him, but in the past few months, his cold breath scared away many soldiers of the Ning army.

Ning Zheng murmured, and then ordered the servants who followed the housekeeper Hong Fu to take off the sabers and those guns, battleships, airplane models, etc., and put on the good things they just got out of the warehouse—the ones with screens and fans. Kesi fans and jade carvings.

He also told Hong Fu that the newly bought sheets and quilts should be as plain as possible, and he was not as particular about having everything be red in the first year of marriage.While Hong Fu agreed, he said, "Third Young Master, you are actually worrying too much. According to the rules of heaven, those beddings are all brought by the bride from her natal family."

... Ning Zheng suddenly realized, and he was relieved, then this part, pass.

After dismissing the servants, he went into the study again and saw the two photos of Feng Jiu, one of which was staring at him with dignity, when suddenly Yang Liren said something in his ears: "Put it down. Son, don't be caught by others early on, the more you get on the pole, the less rare you will be, hmph!"

This study will be shared with Feng Jiu after marriage... Ning Zheng thought about it, smiled self-deprecatingly, lowered his head inadvertently, and there was actually a photo of him carrying Feng Jiu on his back under the glass plate of the desk , but instead of the original big photo, Lin Yan was asked to develop a smaller one later.

He pondered for a while, and told Bi Datong, "Take these photos. Hang up a wedding photo when the time comes."

Because he is the eldest son of Marshal Ning and he is also getting married as his successor, so the wedding can't be grand.There were so many guests and high positions, Hong Fu had no choice but to find three famous and distinctive restaurants in Fengtian to jointly host the wedding banquet.

The "Marriage Law" of the Republic of China was also copied from the West, and monogamy was implemented.

The weddings in this period are very interesting. Before marriage, men and women generally accept wedding photos, but there are pure Western styles, some pure Chinese styles, and women’s wedding dresses, men’s mandarin jackets, men’s suits and women’s jackets. Combined, ancient and modern mixed, there are all kinds of things.

Fengjiu planned to wear a Western-style wedding dress for her wedding photos, so she went to Melanie's suit shop to pick out a low-necked white wedding dress with fully embroidered cuffs opening to the elbows, knee-length, and covered with a long half-length skirt. The transparent georgette reaches to the ankle, and the white lace cap and veil are on the head, which is low-key and elegant, but also has a sense of luxury; and there is another special feature of this wedding dress, that is, once it is taken off, there are small button loops attached to it. The outer layer of lace, without the veil and hat, can be worn as an everyday white satin dress. Feng Jiu insisted on choosing this because of this.

Needless to say about the material of this wedding dress, silk satin will definitely be very comfortable to wear, and the price is not cheap, but the style is advanced and simple, which does not meet the current expectations for wedding dresses that are often gorgeous and complicated, which makes Melanie and Ge Luo Li shook her head straight, and Melanie was more straightforward, "You are too serious. After all, you are choosing a wedding dress. Can you be more serious and use Yuan Datou to kill the counter lady of the bridal shop?"

Feng Jiu turned around wonderingly: "Isn't this serious? It's almost like being mummified."

Gloria laughed, Melanie was discouraged and could only let her go.

Melanie married Ji Songling during Fengjiu's stay in Guangdong. According to Ji Songling's outrageously low-key behavior, the two actually had a meal together as two families, read the marriage certificate and it was considered a ceremony. Even Ning Zheng could only make up for the gift later, and he did not forget to take half a month of wedding leave.

Feng Jiu is very envious of this kind of marriage. She really doesn't like the big wedding where people treat her like a puppet and direct her around.

The photo studio I reserved is the largest and most advanced "Shengsheng Photo Studio" in Fengtian. You can tell from the name that it is the best at taking pictures of babies. It has become the favorite photo studio for Fengtian newcomers.

For such a major event in life, Ning Zheng rejected the stalking of Lin Yanlai, who loves to tinker with photography, and hired a professional photographer to complete it.

On the day of taking wedding photos, Feng Jiugang got off the car at the entrance of the North Market Pedestrian Street, and saw Ning Zheng from a distance, smoking under the signboard at the entrance of the photo studio.He was wearing a very formal black tuxedo with a gold brooch pinning the skirt, a black tight vest with standard four buttons exposed at the opening of the coat, a white turtleneck shirt, and a short silver tie. There is a white rose pinned there, and a pair of three-jointed leather shoes are black and shiny, looking fresh, straight, handsome and elegant, holding a large handful of white lilies of the valley that have just been airlifted in, and Zhi Changsheng is by his side.

When he turned his head, he happened to see Feng Jiu, his eyes lit up, and he immediately saw Feng Jiu's new hairstyle and the white satin skirt on his body, and looked up and down a few more times.

Hey, it seems that he is not satisfied with his appearance, Feng Jiu thought, Ning Zheng has come to pick her up, smiling, breathing peacefully, bending his arms, Feng Jiu also smiled, and put his hand into his arm knowingly inside the bend.

After returning this time, the relationship between the two has also undergone some changes: Ning Zheng is no longer as anxious and worrying about gains and losses as before; and Feng Jiu's resistance and antipathy are no longer so obvious.

Probably the dust was about to settle, but they all relaxed and softened.

Ning Zheng casually handed Lily of the Valley into her hands, a bunch of bell-like white flowers trembled lovably with her footsteps, Feng Jiu liked it very much, and kept looking down.

While walking, Ning Zheng asked in a low voice: "Have you cut your hair?"

"Well, I cut it shorter." Once Feng Jiu gets married, she can no longer braid her hair, so she went to the barber shop and cut it two inches shorter. It's easy, so now I use a hairpin to tie up her long hair. Her hair is not broken or scattered, and some thin rice clips are added, so it looks very neat, and the whole person looks different from the past.

Ning Zheng asked again: "Is this a wedding dress? Isn't it... more plain?"

Feng Jiu replied: "There are also hats and veils, I will wear them when I go in. However, there is nothing wrong with being simple, and it can be worn as an ordinary dress on weekdays."

Ning Zheng was puzzled, so Feng Jiu briefly explained to him how to wear one piece of clothing twice, and added casually: "If it's not too wasteful, after all, you can wear it once in a lifetime."

Ning Zheng stopped suddenly, causing Feng Jiu, who was defenseless, to stagger, and was forced to turn back when he had already rushed forward, and he couldn't help looking up at Ning Zheng inquiringly.

Seeing that Ning Sanshao's cheeky skin that seldom blush once in a hundred years burned like a traditional Chinese painting, the two clear springs hidden in his eyes suddenly splashed, the corners of his mouth raised, full of joy, and he tilted his head suddenly Leaning close to Feng Jiu's ear, he said in a low voice, "How can it be wasted? In the future, we can also wear it for our daughter..."

Feng Jiu: "..." I really dare to think.

The two walked into the photo studio, followed by Qiu Sheng and Zhi Changsheng.

Today, Mei Zixiu, a famous female photographer, is working for them under the tutelage of Lang Jingshan, the earliest photojournalist and master photographer in China.

Mei Zixiu is from Tianjin, and she does things neatly. She directly arranged the newcomers in front of the set with rattan chairs and flower baskets. Qiu Sheng quickly took out the hat and veil from the box she was holding and put them on for Feng Jiu. Ning Zheng took a closer look. Although it is a little more concise, it is still recognizable as a bride; Mei Zixiu stood behind the camera and looked at the couple through the lens: the groom and the bride are both impeccable in appearance, and the bride has put on a light makeup, which is a rare pair for many years Bi Ren at first sight.

Mei Zixiu joked helplessly, "I can't show my skills if I take pictures of you two today."

Ning Zheng and Feng Jiu glanced at each other, feeling a little embarrassed.

Under her instructions, the two took full-body photos, sitting portraits, and half-chest photos in turn. Both Feng Jiu and Ning Zheng looked a little serious, which was normal, because most people at that time took their wedding photos with a straight face. One is because I seldom take pictures on weekdays, and I am not used to facing the camera, and the other is that I feel that a hippie smile is not enough to express the importance of such important life events.

The two of them cooperated very well to take the photo, and it didn't take half an hour in total. Mei Zixiu felt that it was a pity that the couple were so beautiful today, and they both had sullen faces. Besides, there are so many people who come to take pictures every day to get married, not every couple is two Qing Xiangyue just got married, and she didn't know what the situation of the couple was, so she smiled and said to the two of them: "Did you hear something new in Fengtian yesterday?"

Both Feng Jiu and Ning Zheng were startled, and looked straight at her, so she went on to say: "Just outside the nearby Shisheng Temple, a drunkard kicked a donkey, and the donkey kicked when it hurt. In the next car, the driver became impatient and ran over to beat the drunk man, and this one was so badly beaten that it ended up in the police station, and I still haven’t figured it out until today.”

Mei Zixiu is from Tianjin. She graduated from Nankai Middle School. Fengtian dialect with a Tianjin accent has a comedic effect. After listening to her news, Fengtian and Ning Zheng looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. This rare picture.

After taking the photo, Ning Zheng asked: "What are the plans for today? Do you want to drink tea and watch a movie?" He paused, "Happy birthday, Feng Jiu." Of course he couldn't forget his fiancée's birthday.

From the moment the photographer announced that it was time to end, Fengjiu looked very happy. Hearing what he said, he immediately said, "Thank you. However, my classmate and I have already made an appointment here to continue taking pictures, you go Go about your business."

Only then did Mei Zixiu know that they were the ones who made the next appointment.

As soon as the words were finished, a group of female students from Fengjiu of Tongze Girls' High School chirped in, among them was a girl with blond hair and blue eyes.Ning Zheng recognized Wu Meilan and Ge Luoli, the daughter of David Ge, the US Consul General in Fengtian, among them.

A group of youthful girls aged seventeen or eighteen were greeting him with blushing faces, and Ning Zheng nodded in return.Feng Jiu specially pulled out Ge Luoli to introduce them to them. She didn't know that Ning Zheng had already met her at the ice cream shop on Siping Street.

After saying hello, Ning Zheng took Zhi Changsheng who was instantly at a loss, said goodbye to Feng Jiu and left.

Before going out, he turned his head and saw that Fengjiu had been deeply immersed in the sea of ​​girls, and he couldn't tell who to listen to. Some of the girls had a big braid, and some There are two braids hanging on both sides, or doll hair with bangs, loudly discussing which style should be photographed first, the cheongsam in ancient costumes or school uniforms, and then all kinds of costumes are also displayed, although there are only one in total. There are six or seven girls, but the entire photo studio has become like a bustling vegetable market. Ning Zheng smiled happily when he saw Feng Jiu. I feel at ease now.

Ning Zheng smiled unconsciously, turned around and walked out.

I thought to myself, today is the ninth day of May, and it is also Feng’s 97th birthday; in fifteen days, my father will take their birthday horoscopes and go to Tianhou Temple to find the old monk Kongshan to calculate the auspicious day for ground breaking, praying, and getting married. , begging for a child, closing accounts, setting up a bed...

Shangji, Shangji.

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May 24 of the lunar calendar.The sky is sunny and the morning glow is beautiful. Today is Feng Jiu's wedding day.

Feng Jiu still wakes up according to the biological clock, what to do, and the house is very conscious that no one will disturb her, even Xiaobuku is locked in the courtyard by the sister-in-law.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Ma and Qiu Sheng came in to help Fengjiu dress up. After washing and dressing up, Fengjiu put on a red wedding dress, a flower crown on his head, and lotus petal cloud shoulders of the same color on his shoulders, embroidered all over. The pattern of dragon, phoenix and auspicious clouds took three embroiderers half a year's work, and it was delivered by Ning Zheng himself a few days ago.

After seeing his fiancée's very "distinctive" wedding dress when taking wedding photos, Ning Zheng felt that he was really prescient to find someone to order Feng Jiu's wedding dress half a year in advance.

Fengjiu himself doesn't like big red very much, and he doesn't like this kind of big red wedding dress that he has no chance to wear again after wearing it once.But the slap in the face is that when she gets old, she actually finds someone to pay a high price to hand-color the old photos of her wedding dress taken on the day of the wedding, and sighs that "there are eyes but no Jin Xiangyu". She has passed that Only then did the villager realize that Chinese people should wear this kind of bright red to get married, which is justifiable.

In fact, because of the wedding dress and wedding dress before the wedding, many couples and families have really caused a lot of trouble.

For example, there is a Ye family in Shanghai whose ancestral home is from Anhui. The third son who graduated from St. John’s University wants to marry a noble lady. A cousin voluntarily lent out a wedding dress, so they sent it to the bride for a look, and asked her to choose one of them to save wastage; ——A certain daughter-in-law of Yuan Shikai was present, and she couldn't help being furious, throwing out both wedding dresses, saying that we are not married twice, why the hell do you Ye family let us wear old wedding dresses?

This aunt is a man of action, she immediately went to a foreign firm to order the most expensive wedding dress in the company, and sent the bill to Ye Fu.Master Ye smiled wryly, and had no choice but to obey his orders. Fortunately, the bride was well educated and reasonable, and the two lived happily ever after they got married.

After all, Fengtian was the land of Longxing in the Qing Dynasty, so the wedding still retains some Manchu characteristics, such as the style of the bridal corolla: more than a dozen red pompoms are knotted on the top, and several thin and long gold threads are decorated with each other every inch. Gold beads hang down to cover the face, replacing the red hijab in some places; the groom wears a red wedding gown over a black waistcoat, and a black top hat with a red flower on the wing.

At two o'clock, it was the auspicious time selected by the Ning Mansion, and the wedding party was already waiting outside the Tang Mansion.

When sending Feng Jiu out, Tang Du, who has always been prudent and self-sufficient, was also moved a few times-why the other girls are Lin, Ling, Xiu, Xian and so on, and the second daughter's name that is most important is "Jiu", except her Born on the ninth day of the lunar month, there is also the meaning of long-term, eternal, and long-term.

At that time, the relationship between him and Fengjiu's mother was already very tense. This peerless beauty who is famous in Fengtian has long been reluctant to say a word to him, so he was full of worry and regret, and only hoped that from now on, the husband and wife would be happy again. Let's untie the knots in our hearts, stay with her for a long time, and live up to this life, what can I do...

Feng Jiu's elder brother carried her out and put her in the car where he met the bride at the door, patted Feng Jiu's hand, and then stepped aside; Grandma Tang didn't follow her because she was afraid of being sad, and she had already bid farewell in the inner hall just now; Ku followed Feng Ling and ran out, crying so sadly that his sister-in-law hurriedly grabbed him: Who else can lead me to do anything wrong in the future?To be punished with myself?Buy yourself a variety of novelty gadgets?

Resisting the sadness, Feng Ling came over, Feng Jiu reached out and touched her face, then hugged Bu Ku and kissed his little cheek, the tears on Bu Ku's face would wash away the rouge on Feng Jiu's face The other cousins ​​and relatives all stood aside to see her off, and the expressions of the uncles, aunts, uncles and aunts were all a bit solemn.

At this time, Ning Zheng, who stood by the side with his head bowed for a long time, stepped forward, respectfully bowed to his father and elder brother, and said in a gentle voice, "Father, elder brother, sister-in-law, I will take Feng Jiu away now." .”

Before Tang Du had time to speak, he suddenly heard a broken voice with a crying voice, shouting hoarsely: "No!"

... This is Xiaobuku desperately trying to prevent his beloved little aunt from getting married.

The originally rather sad atmosphere immediately changed... The Tang family and the people who came to pick up the bride couldn't help laughing.

Come on, that's not bad.

Ning Zheng smiled and closed the car door for Feng Jiu, went around and got into the car, the car started slowly, Feng Jiu poked his head out and waved to everyone, looking at his father who had grown up for 17 years, his father standing at the gate with his hands behind his back, eyes circled The reddish elder brother and sister-in-law, Feng Ling who was wet with a handkerchief, and Buku who buried his head in the sister-in-law's skirt... But he didn't see the person she wanted to take another look at. That person was already on the other side of the ocean.

The welcoming team is mighty, and the roadsides are full of spectators. Along the way, at the front is a drum band blowing trumpets and suonas, and behind them is a brigade of guards, who are riding on tall black horses to clear the way. Behind is the car with the bride and groom... The Republic of China was such an era when it was broken and then rebuilt—half the earth and half the ocean, neither the middle nor the ocean, and the combination of the earth and the ocean, everything is acceptable.A group of people soon arrived at the gate of the handsome mansion.

The gate of Shuai's mansion was sprinkled with water to clean the street, and it was cleaned up. Even the two stone lions were dressed in red and colorful, and they were full of joy.

There are also red ribbons and big red flowers hanging on the plaque engraved with the two big characters of "Ningfu".

Feng Jiu was helped out of the car by Ning Zheng, and as soon as she stood still, there were bursts of admiration from the crowd watching: This newly appointed young lady is really beautiful.In fact, this is nonsense - apart from knowing that the bride is tall and slim, but there are a lot of golden beaded hydrangeas hanging in front of her, how can she see her appearance clearly?
Feng Jiu suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at her with interest. Although other people's eyes were also unscrupulous, these two eyes were full of inexplicable malice.

By raising her hand to straighten the beaded crown, she took a look at this man calmly, and at a glance, a man with male and female appearance, so handsome and coquettishly came into her eyes so abruptly.

Ning Zheng also noticed these two gazes, and looked straight back, his eyes filled with a strong sense of warning, so the man's mouth tilted, and a smile suddenly appeared in his originally unscrupulous eyes.

Ning Zheng ignored him, bowed his head and whispered in Feng Jiu's ear, "This is my cousin Ning Feng, don't pay attention to him."

Ning Feng smiled: "Oh, are you afraid? I have been studying with you since I was a child. As long as I can't memorize classics and history collections as fast as you, and write policy theories as well as you, Xixi and my father will beat me. Tell me, I won't torment you today. Toss who?"

Ning Zheng also laughed: "Do you dare to say that you will never have today? Don't you plan to 'stay today so we can meet later'?"

The folding fan in Ning Feng's hand snapped shut, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Who knows what's going to happen in the future? We'll talk about it after we're done with it today."

Xu Yong and Yang Liren on the side couldn't let him succeed. They didn't know who was peeing, and they even pushed and shoved him to cool off. Soon the thin Ning Feng was pushed aside by these two big guys. So they were having a good time.

The bride next to her helped Feng Jiu through the main gate that was almost never opened on weekdays, stepped over two high thresholds, and entered the courtyard where the wedding was held.

After the distinguished guests who are qualified to watch the ceremony filed in, the gates were slowly closed, blocking the common people of Fengtian who still wanted to watch the excitement, and shutting in Fengjiu of the Tang family, who were originally just ordinary people.

"The two surnames are married, a contract is signed, the good relationship is forever, and the match is called the same. Look at this day, the peach blossoms are scorching, the Yishi IKEA, the melons in the year of Butan are endless, and the Erchang Erchi. I would like to make a white-headed covenant, write to Hongjian, good The alliance of red leaves will be recorded in the mandarin duck spectrum. This certificate."

In the period of the Republic of China, the marriage certificate was a thin booklet, which was printed, and it was settled after buying one;The old man who came back from Beiping was wearing a black top hat and a black robe. He is in a good mood today. He hasn't said a word of his famous catchphrase with Haicheng's local characteristics until now, which annoyed the old man Ning People and close staff couldn't help but glanced at him several times.

Today is the marriage of his son-in-law, and the old man does not have a wife, so his concubines are not qualified to attend such an important occasion.

Madam Ning, who was wearing a wide-body cheongsam of grape-purple brocade, turned her eyes and saw Wang Minyuan, the most knowledgeable governor of Fengtian Province in the Ning army, as the master of ceremonies. What's more, every stroke of the marriage letter was written by Ning Zheng himself the night before, and she came back so late, but when she wanted to come and see the layout of the new house for herself, when she entered the study room of Xiaohonglou, she saw her own house. The grandson was writing with an extremely serious look, and it could even be said that he was pious, as if he was writing life and death.

Someone brought a long table with a new inkstone and a newly opened purple brush on it. Ning Zheng took the lead to dip the pen and ink to write his name on the place where the marriage letter was signed, then straightened up and looked at Feng Jiu. With a glance, he handed over the pen to her. The pure gold corolla on Fengjiu's head was heavy and complicated. He was annoyed by the dangling golden beads in front of him. How can you write with your face down and covering your face?When she was in trouble, she saw Ning Zheng took the Zihao just handed over to the red rosewood pen stand hanging beside her, and then stretched out his slender hands, and carefully parted the golden thread hanging in front of her eyes, respectively. Hanging on the crown wings on both sides, revealing a beautiful face with full makeup.

Only then did Feng Jiu know that the crown wings on the golden crown can also play this role.

Ning Zheng has never seen Feng Jiu's makeup look so solemn, luxurious and elegant, but also showing a kind of majesty, making people feel that she is not like the queen that others say, but has a kind of queen enthroned Look down on the magnificent.

Feng Jiu took the brush from Ning Zheng and handed it over, bent down and wrote the three characters "Tang Feng Jiu". Both of them wrote in block letters. Unaccustomed and nervous, the font was even a little bigger than Ning Zheng's. Feng Jiu felt a little sorry; Wang Minyuan, the old man's most trusted aide, frowned slightly, and the old man smiled all over his face.

The same is in block letters, Ning Zheng's handwriting is thin and clean, Feng Jiu's is clean and agile, but they seem to be in the same vein, just like the two of them—their facial features are a little different, but looking at it like this today, the two people are actually They look very similar, in Fengtian's words, they are "connected", and they have husband and wife.

Withdrawing a few cases, Ning Zheng and Feng Jiu bowed to the old man and Mrs. Ning, and after praying to heaven and earth three times, they turned around to return the salute to the other people watching the ceremony. The young lady's real face was already full of applause from the crowd watching the ceremony: After all, Ning Zheng's good looks have always been known to everyone, but I didn't expect that the sixth Miss of the Tang family, who was not well-known in Fengtian's upper class circle, was also so beautiful, although her face was a little immature. , but under the fancy clothes, they looked imposing. The two of them could be said to be like pearls reflecting jade, and jade concealing pearls without dust. No matter their height or appearance, they seemed to be unmistakable.

Of course, this is what ordinary people think, and those who want to be picky will always have something to say: the fourth aunt who stood outside the audience and sat looking around looked at her too much, and snorted softly: "I still don't deserve it in terms of age, our third young master It's a little bigger." The sixth aunt next to her poked her and said, "Don't be silly if your niece is not stuffed in." She turned her face and poohed, without looking at her family's catties, she was just a It's the fate of being a concubine, and she still wants to turn a sparrow into a phoenix; the fifth aunt puts her hand on each of them with a dignified look, "Okay, you two, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't talk."

After the ceremony, Feng Jiu was sent to the wedding room, while Ning Zheng went outside to greet the guests with his helping brothers and friends.

Feng Jiu sat on the Babu bed that was part of his dowry list.

The corolla on her head has many red pompoms on it, all made by velvet flower craftsmen in Yangzhou. Feng Jiu complained that this corolla made everyone who wore it look like a Peking opera swordsman.

At this time, two little girls in light pink and amber long jackets came in, and stood beside the wall, covering their mouths and snickering. Feng Jiu raised his sore neck and tried his best to smile at them.

Judging by their age, they should be Ning Zheng's two younger sisters. This was explained to her by her stepmother Lu Shi before she got married. One is Ning Zheng's biological sister, and the other is born to the fourth aunt, but the old man has a very strict family style. , especially the discipline of the female sons and daughters: you are not allowed to wear silk and satin at home, you can only wear cloth clothes, and you are only allowed to wear better clothes when you go out.

But the old man is still very generous to his aunts and wives.

The one on the left is lively, the one on the right is quiet, Feng Jiu has a bottom line in his mind, "Let me guess, you are Qiaozhi, you are Qiaoxin."

"Third sister-in-law is really amazing, you can guess for sure." The two little girls came over with smiles, Feng Jiu asked them to sit down, and then they sat down on the shallow edge of the bed, put their hands on their knees respectfully, The posture of the two is exactly the same, very dignified.

"Sister-in-law three, you are so pretty." Qiaozhi said joyfully, "No wonder people say that brother three is obsessed with sister-in-law three." After speaking, she covered her mouth and smiled again.

Qiaoxin was afraid that Fengjiu would be shy, so she quickly pushed Qiaozhi who was outspoken.

Feng Jiu could only lower his head and smile. At this moment, Ning Zheng, who was supposed to be socializing in front, suddenly came in. The two younger sisters hurriedly stood up to congratulate him. Ning Zheng nodded, and then pressed Feng Jiu who was about to stand up. : "Suddenly I remembered that you haven't taken off your corolla yet. It's quite heavy. Take it off now."

Without waiting for Feng Jiu's reaction, he directly took off Feng Jiu's corolla, which inevitably involved Feng Jiu's hair, which was quite painful. Feng Jiu couldn't help but frowned, and Ning Zheng looked at it apologetically. She, Feng Jiu said it was fine. At this time, Ning Zheng's second brother, Ning Cheng, who has been stationed in other provinces to handle many human relations and communication matters for the Ning family, came in and beckoned his third brother to go out quickly, nodded to Feng Jiu, and then said a lot Everyone is waiting to drink with him.

Ning Zheng glanced at Feng Jiu again, Ning Cheng couldn't help laughing, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Everyone is married and returned home, so why not fly away?" Ning Zheng wanted to say something, but stopped Yes, it's time to go out.

Qiaozhi Qiaoxin watched from the side, dumbfounded: "Third brother also has such a considerate moment."

Feng Jiu didn't answer, the two younger sisters looked at Feng Jiu's heavy makeup, and felt that it was so bright that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

They continued to chat, so the three girls of similar ages exchanged a lot of interesting information, Fengjiu was very happy, and deeply felt that if he didn't want to be bored in the Ning family, he had to rely on them.

Qiaozhi said enviously: "Sister-in-law three, look at how beautiful your house is, I want to build a house like this too."

Feng Jiu was so overwhelmed by the corolla just now that she couldn't lift her head up. After listening to Qiaozhi's words, she was able to raise her head and look at this bedroom. First of all, her first impression was that it was really big—it seemed that Ning Zheng had expanded it and opened it up. the adjoining room.

Naturally, she would not say that she had been here before, the past was an unbearable experience.

However, this bedroom feels completely different now than it did the last time.The three of them suddenly didn't speak in tacit agreement at the same time, so Fengjiu heard the sound of gurgling water. She looked towards the west wall, and it became more and more familiar: this is not the restaurant where they went to the North Market to eat hot pot. decoration?I remember that she liked it very much at that time, and told Wen Xiuwei and the others that if they had a house in the future, they would do the same, but they just mentioned it casually, but unexpectedly, they saw it in the new house.

Although it is very similar, it is different. It is wider and simpler than that one, because there are still stone millstones and green bamboos, but there is no white rockery, old monks, and young monks. Instead, an irregular pool is dug out directly on the ground. , there are many elegant lanterns with hollow patterns in various colors hanging above - pearl red, light lotus root, rose pink, light orange, tea green, all of which are light and not noisy. Looking at this gurgling water, it must have a long artistic conception, right?
After a while, the two sister-in-laws left.

At this time, many senior military officers of the Ning Army and the descendants of the old commander’s relatives and friends were brought in by several concubines to see the bride—the concubine’s identity was not allowed to attend the big scene just now, but the banquet has already started , they can come out and participate.A group of women were a little surprised to see Feng Jiu pick off the flower crown without waiting for the groom's official to enter the bridal chamber, Feng Jiu did not explain.

The attention of the female relatives was immediately attracted by Feng Jiu's flowery appearance and cloud-like black hair, and they couldn't help praising them for a long time. Kind of like that, the lively old lady Ning who came in later was also very happy.

The female relatives naturally also noticed the decoration in the room, and they were surprised to say that it was not like Fengtian's local style of decoration, but it was also pretty.

Everyone was very understanding, and it was almost Xu time, and the interested guests were about to leave after finishing the wedding banquet.

The last ones to come in were Melanie and Ge Luoli. They waited until this time to come in to see Feng Jiu. Back to the United States on behalf of their father, the three of them talked a lot about themselves. The two close friends told Feng Jiu to get along well with Ning Zheng and not to be petty. They spoke with a central American accent and Fengtian dialect, Feng Jiu dealt with each other in English and Chinese respectively, and it took a long time to leave reluctantly.

Thinking about it, Feng Jiu should be fine. After all, the old man is here, and those young people would dare to disturb his son's bridal chamber.

Feng Jiu got up and went to take a shower. Today, he sweated a lot. Fortunately, the bathroom attached to the new house is very convenient. There is a shower head for showering. Feng Jiu tinkered with it for a long time and found it very interesting.

After washing off the greasy pomade on her hair, Qiu Sheng, who was free to talk to the girl after waiting for a long time, had already put the change of clothes beside her. Feng Jiu picked up a scarlet nightgown, thought about it, and let Qiu Sheng give it to her again. He came in with a set of underwear made of Songjiang cloth, and told Qiu Sheng to go back to rest. After all, he didn't know when the groom would come back.

She dried her hair carefully before walking out.

As soon as I came out, I found that the bright and bright chandelier in the center of the bedroom ceiling had been turned off at some point. In the huge bedroom and the connected living room, only the dozen or so round lamps above the sink were left with faint light. , Oblong lanterns.The light shines through the small flowers hollowed out on the paper, and casts misty halos on the water surface, the walls covered with light beige wallpaper, and the floor covered with log colors, which is exactly what I imagined. It is as beautiful and intoxicating as a moon palace, and on the small table next to the bed, there is a pair of dragon and phoenix wedding candles, bursting out from time to time.

Except for the faint noise from the front yard, everything was quiet.

Fengjiu's hair was loose, she was pulling her slippers, walking around casually, she found some long and short pearl gray silk curtains hanging from the ceiling everywhere, and she liked these half curtains casually.

There is a huge translucent pineapple screen embroidered with reeds and cranes at the door. The pattern looks very familiar. It is the Panshan Red Beach they have been to. The pineapple frame is not engraved with any patterns, without decoration, and is extremely simple. , is also extremely beautiful.

At this moment, the door slammed, and a slender figure walked in, staggering a little, Feng Jiu was a little embarrassed, backed away at a loss, until he stopped by the table.

When Ning Zheng looked up, he just saw his wife who had just married was standing at the table in front of the huge Babu bed. She was wearing a thick scarlet nightgown that covered her beautiful curves. With a pair of big eyes shining brightly, like a night elf, standing pretty in his room, his...

Ning Zheng stepped forward, Feng Jiu stepped aside anxiously.Ning Zheng finally walked to the table, stretched out his hands casually, and wanted to hug Feng Jiu into his arms. Feng Jiu understood what he meant, but didn't respond, and turned around the table for half a circle, keeping a round table with him all the time. He held the handle of the teapot in the teapot on the table of the Eight Immortals, poured a cup of warm tea, moved it against the table, and said softly, "Have a sip of tea." The soft words seemed to be afraid of being disturbed The dormant behemoth.

Ning Zheng's face was flushed, and there seemed to be a fire burning in the depths of his eyes. Feng Jiu took a look, and then turned his body sideways. She felt that Ning Zheng's eyes were much hotter than the small flames of dragon and phoenix candles. The desire has long been too much to hold, and it is about to drip out of the eyes.

Ning Zheng didn't speak, picked up the teacup, still fixed his eyes on Feng Jiu, and drank it down in one gulp, as if what he drank was not tea, but Feng Jiu.Feng Jiu didn't dare to look at him, but unconsciously pulled the long tassels of the tablecloth with his hands.

Ning Zheng took the tray on the round table with two wine cups on it, went to the bed and sat down, patted the bed.

Feng Jiu looked up at him, and moved his legs with difficulty to get close to him.Ning Zheng picked up a wine cup and stuffed it into Feng Jiu's hand, and he also took the other one. It contained sweet grape fruit wine. The kitchen in Ning's mansion brewed it himself, and it added honey, whichever was better. Marriage is as sweet as honey and drunk as wine, he motioned Feng Jiu to pick up the wine cup, and he put his arm around Feng Jiu's arm, nose tip to nose tip, Ning Zheng's eyes were as deep as the sea, staring at Feng Jiu's downcast eyes , watching her vivid eyelashes flutter slightly like butterfly wings, the two of them twisted their arms into twists and drank their glasses of wine.

Ning Zheng put the tray on the floor and sat back on the edge of the bed. Unsurprisingly, he saw Feng Jiu's face getting whiter and paler. Not only did he not have any shyness of a newlywed, but he seemed to be frightened up.

Ning Zheng stood up suddenly, "I'm going to take a shower, if you're sleepy, go to bed first."

Oh?Listening to the mantra, Feng Jiuru quickly took off his shoes, climbed into the bed, pulled a silk quilt over him, and wrapped himself tightly.

This is a canopy bed for the dowry of the Jiu family. The "Hundred Sons and Thousands of Grandchildren" picture on the side of the bed is very elegant. In the past, the dowry was prepared from the girl's childhood. The Tang family is a big family, so naturally it is impossible to be sloppy. The yellow pear wood has also been prepared since Fengjiu was very young, but Fengjiu actually doesn't like this kind of Chinese-style bed, and always feels depressed, so he didn't open the original moon door on the outside, and made it as simple as possible. .

In fact, the last time she woke up drunk from Ning Zheng's Simmons bed, she realized that people can sleep so warmly and relaxed.But how dare she be picky now, if Ning Zheng could let her go and let her sleep on the bluestone pavement, she would also be willing.

Ning Zheng quickly took a shower and Feng Jiu closed his eyes, thinking that he was about to suffer.

Ning Zheng was wearing a dark blue nightgown, got on the bed, and started to put down the semi-transparent bed curtain hanging on the bed.Feng Jiu never puts a bed or curtain at home, so she is indeed a bit picky about the details of life, and Feng Jiu self-criticizes her faults inappropriately.

But now with the idea of ​​pretending to sleep, I had no choice but to hold back.

Ning Zheng moved to Feng Jiu's side, took a closer look at the lotus noodles by the light of the dragon and phoenix candles that were about to burn half the night, and asked softly, "Are you afraid?"

After failing to pretend to sleep, Feng Jiu opened his eyes as if he was going all out, turned his head to look at him, and said solemnly: "I'm afraid..." It was like a bad student who couldn't answer the teacher's questions in class.

Ning Zheng: "...You are already eighteen years old. My mother-in-law and my mother have both given birth to their firstborn at your age."

Feng Jiu bit the bullet and said, "I'm stunted."

Ning Zheng: "...", he hugged her and pressed her under his body, then rubbed against her, Feng Jiu's face turned from white to red; he looked at her face, stretched his hand into the nightgown persistently, Going over the underwear, put your fingers together and make a circle... lightly smiled and said: "That's also--".

Feng Jiu violently pushed him down and sat up - there was indeed a big gap between reality and imagination, she thought she could bear it, but no, it just couldn't.

Her chest was heaving up and down, goosebumps all over her body, and her face, which was as full of water as a peach, was clearly pretending to be calm, but there was just a hint of tenderness and pitifulness mixed in.

Ning Zheng also sat up, and stopped smiling, with a look of sternness on his face.

Is this going to turn around?Feng Jiu felt a little flustered.

Unexpectedly, Ning Zheng just reached out and lifted her chin, "You are still young, I know, we can stop doing this kind of skin-to-skin relationship for now." His eyes widened due to the sudden surprise, and he immediately became happy, the corners of his lips curled up.Ning Zheng suddenly felt that what Yang Liren said was wrong, how could he change his face, Feng Jiu was the only master of this skill.

"But," Ning Zheng said slowly, "as long as I'm at home, we have to share the same bed. There can't be conditions." Feng Jiu thought for a while, then nodded, everyone understands the principle of reciprocating love.

Ning Zheng also let out a sigh of relief, "Okay, let's sleep peacefully."

Feng Jiu lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a little sorry, after all, he might only have such a bridal night in his life, and he was disturbed by him like this.Fengjiu is a person who can't see that people treat her well, and she can't wait to repay her kindness, not to mention that Ning Zheng personally solved his biggest crisis at present, although the creator of this crisis is the one who solved the crisis. Needless to say, she also wanted to return the great news now.Although Ning Zheng didn't say the time limit for two people not to be skin-to-skin, she always felt that as long as there is one, there will be two, and it's easy to start with.

"Hmm... I'm sorry, is there any girl you love in this mansion, you can go with her now, that, bridal chamber, I don't mind." Feng Jiu smiled innocently.

Ning Zheng was stunned when he heard the words, and his heart seemed to be blocked by a big ball of cotton wool stuffed by someone who didn't have eyesight.This whole thing is a mallet.

He lifted his quilt and covered it, then turned his head to look at Feng Jiu, with a relaxed smile: "You don't know? It's you. You pay me?"

Feng Jiu bowed his head, "I said something wrong... have a good dream."

As I said earlier, Feng Jiu is a healthy baby, one of which is that she fell asleep quickly, she quickly closed her eyes, and soon her breathing became even and long, this time she really fell asleep.

Ning Zheng stared at her for a long time without any response, so he let out a long sigh, lifted Feng Jiu's quilt, and moved to his arms, Feng Jiu's slender and soft body rolled into Ning Zheng's arms, soft and gentle. Hug full of arms, this feeling, the two heavens of ice and fire... He also closed his eyes.

Feng Jiu was woken up by the heat in the middle of the night, but she couldn't move when she wanted to. A fiery and solid body behind her was tightly pressed against her. She almost cried out in shock, but after she regained her consciousness, she realized that this was because she was trapped by him. In your arms?No wonder it was so hot, the quilts on his body were already thrown off by the two of them, the weather is not cold at all, and with such a human-shaped stove, what quilts are needed.

This kind of intimacy made her uncomfortable: Since she was four years old, she left Wu Ma and began to sleep alone. How had she ever been so close to anyone?The one in Panshan County was not counted, the burning was so dazed that he didn't have any consciousness at all.

Feng Jiu moved her body out as calmly as possible, and at the same time gently shook Ning Zheng's arms around her waist. Unexpectedly, she was slapped on the buttocks just by such a move, followed by a low-pitched "Don't move!" , a long leg also followed, and the pressure was even more deadly.

Feng Jiu was full of grievances, but he was even more afraid that the grievance contained in this voice was worse than his own, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep again soon.

When he woke up, the window was full of red sun, Fengjiu did not expect that he could sleep well the first night in this new home, which shows that human potential is infinite.Of course, she pretended not to notice the physical condition of the person lying next to her with red eyes but still looking at her with a smile, who looked not so "decent" early in the morning. For a few days, completely unknown, Feng Jiu's heart began to beat drums again.

(End of this chapter)