female catcher

Chapter 197 The Big Wedding
On May [-]th of the first year of Jingxi, Jingdi Su Zhen got married.

Su Zhen got up before dawn in the morning, and the eunuch Gong'e, who was close to him, brought him a black robe with twelve chapter patterns and put it on carefully for him. The tassel was also meticulously stroked to float neatly on the chest.

An Liang stared nervously at the movements of the palace servants, for fear that someone would accidentally tie it wrongly and scratch the thread.He was a little relieved after putting on the complicated dress, bowed his body and carefully looked at his master and the emperor who ruled the kingdom.

Su Zhen's eyebrows were delicate and handsome, this dress suppressed his usual gentleness, and directly highlighted the aura in his bones, making people feel respect and awe from the heart.

Somehow, An Liang remembered the appearance of the emperor and Xia Chu when they were together. Although the time passed not long ago, it seemed to be a very distant memory.At that time, the emperor would get drunk, stay out of the palace at night, snatch his clothes and climb over the wall, causing him to sweat every time.

Now that the emperor is diligent and self-disciplined, he is still so calm and incomprehensible. If he hadn't been following along all the time, I'm afraid the emperor would never have thought that the emperor would still laugh so casually.In retrospect, he still felt vague, whether he had really seen Su Zhen like that, as if he was not the same person as the imposing emperor in the royal uniform in front of him.

Su Zhen glanced sideways at An Liang, and An Liang immediately lowered his eyes, looked at the carpet with twigs and cut flowers on the ground, and said softly, "Your Majesty, it's almost time, it's time to go to Fengxian Hall."

Su Zhen nodded his head lightly, the bead hanging from his crown shook slightly.The moment he turned around, he felt that the layers of clothes on his body weighed heavily on his shoulders, and the belt around his waist made it difficult for him to breathe smoothly.

The palace people standing on both sides opened the door, and the twilight of the sun had already risen outside, revealing the golden tiles and glass of the imperial palace, and the sky in the distance was still deep blue.Last night's bright and dense starry sky has disappeared, and the half-moon has extinguished its brilliance, sticking to it like a veil, only a little starlight to accompany it.

That was Chang Geng last night, and that is Qiming today.It turns out that one night is so long, one can recall the past over and over again, and one night's moon is like a mirror, but it can't reflect the expression in one's own eyes.

He touched his wrist, carefully hid the pendant that did not conform to the etiquette and did not belong to the crown, tightened his cuffs, and walked down the steps slowly.

The empress is different from Nacai Zheng. The empress has to take a phoenix chariot from the general's mansion to the north and enter the imperial city from the Suzaku Gate.A man from the Yulin Army was wearing light armor ten feet away, standing erect with his sword in his hand, clearing away the guards of honor guards.

Jiang Yongwei also didn't sleep all night, but she didn't worry about it, she didn't have time to sleep at all, and the auspicious time to go out was set at the end of the day, but as soon as the ugly time passed in the morning, she began to cleanse herself and take a bath, wipe her body and face.At Yinshi, a hair-combing mammy came to comb her hair, stuffed a lot of wigs, inserted twelve hairpins, and it took a full hour to comb her hair.

At this time, she had already changed into the wedding phoenix robe sent by the palace, a deep dress with Zhai pattern embroidered with gold thread, and the gauntlet was embellished with bright pearls, 24 jewels and pearls on the crown, stacked emerald clouds, golden dragon and emerald phoenix holding pearls Hanging on her shoulders, it is extremely gorgeous, but it is so heavy that her neck can hardly stand up.

She hadn't touched her teeth since last night, and now because of thirst and nervousness, she wanted to drink water and go to the clean room, but she didn't even dare to turn her head with the phoenix crown on her head, so she could only bear it.

She had been preparing for this big wedding ceremony for several months, but when it came to this day, she found that she was still thinking about it.It will take a full day!Right now, I already feel uncomfortable before going out, and I really don't know how to carry it later.

The maid from the palace combed her hair and put on her clothes. After she finished her makeup, she took a look at it, then picked up a soft cotton cloth and pressed it on her forehead, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, don't sweat any more. I'm afraid I can't afford to wear makeup and lose my appearance."

Yong Wei complained endlessly in her heart, she couldn't care about the sweating, but she could only nod her head reservedly.When Aunt Li Yi left the room, she hurriedly called the maid who was going to accompany her to the palace in a soft voice, and said anxiously: "Qianqian, quickly help me find two pieces of cotton!"

"Miss... no, what does your mother want cotton for?"

"Wipe your sweat!" Yong Wei pointed to her forehead, and lowered her voice: "Look, this time I turned my head back and lifted the hijab, wouldn't the emperor want to dislike me when I saw my sweating profusely!"

Qianqian was also anxious, but felt that it was inappropriate, "Mother, if you are going to receive the gold book at the canonization ceremony, you can't do it with cotton in your hand. That's not a bad thing."

"Two small balls are fine. I'll just stuff them in the phoenix crown so that the sweat doesn't flow down. I'll throw them away when people aren't looking. Hurry up!" Qianqian hurried to find cotton, and she raised her hand to touch it again. One finger of sweat.

Yong Wei took two deep breaths, trying to stabilize her mood, but she couldn't stabilize.Finally, she was going to marry, she was going to marry Su Zhen!Since she decided to enter the palace, she has been worried every day, worried that the emperor will change his mind, worried that she will get sick, worried about the state's unrest, and worried that someone will interfere.

Day by day until this day, she began to worry that she had neglected etiquette, made a wrong step, worried that Su Zhen didn't like her, and worried that she wouldn't be able to do well in the middle palace.

She even thought of hundreds of plans for the first sentence she was going to say when she saw Su Zhen, but Qianqian reminded her: "Miss, when you meet the emperor, the first sentence is naturally to say 'the concubine has met the emperor, the concubine Greetings to the emperor, what can you think about?"

But she was still apprehensive, so apprehensive that she forgot what she looked like.I only remember the quiet glance from behind the screen two years ago, the outstanding demeanor of Su Zhen who was still the prince at that time, the way he looked over, his faint smile, and his soft and indifferent voice, "Then Is it your sister?"

Jiang Xiyuan drove her away, but her heart was still there, and her heart pounded until now.

It lasted until half past noon, when Aunt Li said that it was almost time to say goodbye to Gao Tang.Only then did Yongwei turn her thoughts around, and stood up holding Qianqian's hand, feeling a little sad about parting in her heart.

In the hall, Jiang Xiyuan stood silently behind his parents, looking at Yong Wei in Feng Guanxia's cape, feeling indescribable in his heart.The little sister he loves the most, this farewell is not easy to meet, and what will be waiting for her in the palace, he doesn't even dare to think about it.

The bunch of purple jade grape pendants were like a stone weighing on his heart.Yong Wei likes Su Zhen, maybe she is not as calm as Xia Chu, maybe she likes him more than Xia Chu, she made a completely opposite choice to Xia Chu, while he watched helplessly, but had no choice.

Yongwei covered her head, but she didn't dare to bow her head because the phoenix crown was too heavy, she could only see the redness in front of her eyes, and she was helped onto Fengyu by the imperial wife who came to pick up her relatives like a blind person.

Jiang's family knelt outside the door of the ceremony, and Mrs. Jiang held back tears until the whip blew away and Fengyu went away, before she cried.Jiang Xiyuan held Mrs. Jiang's hand, wanting to comfort her, but she couldn't speak because her heart was so heavy, she sighed softly for a long time, "Your Majesty... will treat Yongwei well, mother, don't worry."

Su Zhen wouldn't treat her too badly, but what Yongwei was looking forward to was love.Jiang Xiyuan was afraid that her heart would be broken, that her dreams would be broken, that she would wither away, and that she would not be able to bear the haggardness.But he couldn't do anything except worry and fear. No matter how trusted the Jiang family was, no matter how close his relationship with the emperor was, no one could help anyone except for the matter of feelings.

The streets were under martial law, but the streets and alleys were still full of people, looking at the general's mansion.The management of the Habayashi Army is not so rigid, after all, it is a day of great joy, as long as there is no trouble, it will be considered a success.

Dahong's Fengyu was carried out from the general's mansion, and the whip was sounded to clear the way, walking very slowly.Yongwei has been so nervous for most of the day, but at this moment, hearing the cheers of the people outside Fengyu, a subtle emotion suddenly rose in her heart.She is married, and she can really be her wife.

Fengyu entered the palace through the middle gate of Zhuque Gate, stopped outside the Luan Hall, and ordered his wife to come forward and lead Yongwei out.Yongwei holds Ruyi in her hand, her palms are sweaty, fearing that she won't be able to grasp it firmly, her knuckles are turning white.One hundred and eight steps to the front of the hall, it seems that I have not finished walking for a long time, and my whole body is tense.

The golden books and treasures have already been set up in the Jinluan Hall. At this time, Su Zhen has already visited the ancestral temple and changed into a wedding dress. Sitting in the hall, looking at the woman in red clothes kneeling outside the hall under the sun, her thoughts are a little twitching. Li, as if he was just an irrelevant person, watching this grand wedding ceremony without emotion.

The whip was sounded three times, and the princes and ministers kneeled three times and kowtowed nine times in the sound of ceremonies and music, shouting long live long live.The Minister of Rites placed a golden book in front of the hall, and he raised his voice to praise: "I bow down to the fate of my ancestors to rule the world. Zier Jiang, born in a Xun family, has a pure talent, kindness, chasteness, and tranquility. Yicheng Zhuang. Now the golden book Jinbao Lier is the queen, who is the emperor in the opera, and later worships the order of the gods, and manages the appropriateness of all things. Only filial piety and sincerity are worshiped in the nine temples, and only respect and love are used to inherit the two palaces Joy, but the benefits of being diligent and alert, the benefits of being caught by the scorpion tree, the auspiciousness of the heirs of the katydids, the six palaces of the table, the mother's ceremonies all over the world, the birth of blessings, the eternal vibration of Huiyin, and the imperial family Ya."

Yong Wei bowed deeply, took the gold book with her hands up high, and secretly cleared her throat, her voice was clear and clear, thanking my emperor for long live, she said the etiquette that she had memorized for a long time, and when the last word was uttered, her heart couldn't help A long sigh of relief.

Su Zhen got up from the dragon chair and walked out of the hall, followed by Empress An Liangfeng Jin Bao.Walking in front of Yong Wei and lowering her head, the gold embroidery on the hijab was slightly dazzling.He looked away and turned around to pick up Jinbao from the tray in Anliang's hand. It was a heavy piece, cast very finely.

He glanced at it, gently placed it in Yongwei's hand, and listened to her words of thanks.

Su Zhen felt that he should say something to the queen whom he didn't even know what she looked like, but he was exhausted and had no expectation or interest, so he turned his head away.

At the end of the ceremony, the sound of bells, drums and chimes sounded in the palace, and the sound was heard outside the imperial city. Then the bell tower of Xijing City rang, and it knocked a full [-] times, so the common people heard it and congratulated it together.

Standing in his small courtyard with his head up, Xia Chu looked at the dark green vines with broad leaves on the shelf, counting to one hundred and eight.

The sound of the bell seemed to knock him far away from himself suddenly.

Standing in the small courtyard where she used to live together, she remembered Mr. Huang's every frown and smile, but she couldn't imagine what Su Zhen looked like as the emperor, what kind of clothes he was wearing, and what kind of expression he had.

"I wish you a happy wedding... Mr. Huang."

But he couldn't hear it.

Chu Xia smiled silently, turned around and walked back into the house.

(End of this chapter)