Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 101 Wedding

October [-]th is a very auspicious day for the zodiac.

It's a pity that the sky is not as beautiful as people. The autumn rain that lasted for several days was pulled out of the air, woven into a vast and endless rain curtain, and wiped all the festive joy of the lights into a blurred and moist red.

Yan's family can be regarded as having a place in the court, and the wedding ceremony is very decent, from the prime ministers of the three provinces to the wealthy merchants, even if they don't attend the banquet in person, they all send people to send wedding gifts.

Gifts from all over the place were sent to the Yan Mansion, among which there are many rare treasures, which are overwhelming and eye-opening.

According to the wedding customs of the dynasty, the bride did not pick up the mansion until dusk, and the groom got up early, first greeted the distinguished guests in the mansion, and then took a sedan chair to the woman's home to welcome the bride.

Yan Ming flattered his father, dressed in bright red wedding clothes, and dealt with all kinds of guests with a stiff smile on his face.

It's not that I'm not excited or looking forward to it, it's just that I'm covered up by confusion and unexplainable melancholy, and I just feel exhausted physically and mentally.

The presents from everyone had piled up into a hill, and after receiving them, they were handed over to Zhuli, a young servant beside him, for quick handling. In his hand, he was holding the small bamboo-bone fan entrusted by Li Jingye, the governor of Meizhou, when suddenly Thinking of his best friend who was poor, just now Wu Yi was caught among the countless guests, and he just nodded and smiled with him, it was considered a congratulation.

I don't know what gift he sent today.

I want to see it, but I don't want to see it.

He himself was conflicting about his background, Zhuli had already handed Wu Yi's congratulatory gift with a smile, a beautiful and small brocade box embroidered with magpies climbing plum blossoms.

Even the brocade boxes are so exquisite, it doesn't seem like Wu Yi can come up with his own thoughts, presumably someone has arranged them for him.

He gently pulled the silk belt on the top, opened the brocade box, but frowned, put the brocade box on the table and said nothing.

Zhuli glanced at it, it turned out to be a concentric knot made of jade, shiny and shiny, it is also a good thing to look at, and the meaning is also delicate, why did it offend my father?

He has been with this simple-minded man since he was a child, and he has a good grasp of his temper, and he never speaks when he knows that he should not speak.

Yan Ming looked at Yu Tongxin who was lying quietly in the brocade box, and was speechless for a long time.

Before he could sort out his complicated emotions, he was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums, Zhuli said in a low voice: "Master, it's time for us to go to Liu Guogong's mansion to welcome the bride."

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The welcoming team was mighty and mighty, not afraid of the drizzle, they rushed to Liu Guogong's mansion with drums and gongs all the way.

According to the old customs, the door of the bride's house is closed, and a barrier is specially set up for the groom. If the groom's family does not show full sincerity, they will definitely not open the door.

Apart from distant relatives and neighbors, there were also several friends who were close to the groom who came to greet the bride. Wu Yi was caught in a group of princes, and he also served as the "best man group" in the Tang Dynasty. Together, they shouted a few times at the throat "Open the door", a woman's coquettish laughter came from inside.

"If you want to marry our bride, you have to write a makeup poem. If you don't do it well, we won't open the door!"

People in the Tang Dynasty are elegant and romantic, and even at the moment of marriage, the groom's literary talents must be tested. If you don't work hard on this matter, you will not be able to marry a bride.

Pushed from left to right, Yan Ming was pushed to the front of the crowd, and had no choice but to recite a make-up poem written by Dang Chao Wenhao at the expense of his father.

"Youth is fresh tonight, a flower when the red leaves bloom; the clear treasure tree is seen from people, why don't you use the jade fan to cover it."

But the woman inside still made things difficult for her: "The jade fan wants to hide her beauty, so please ask the bridegroom to write a poem!"

Yan Ming had no choice but to quietly take out a cheat sheet from his sleeve, cleared his throat slightly, and read it aloud:

"You don't need to cover the fan with the worm, and you don't see extravagance in Bai Meijiao; the maid doesn't need to be good-looking, but she must be diligent, and she will inevitably belong to his family in the end."

Following Yingying's burst of laughter, the door opened with a bang, and a group of delicately dressed women hugged the bride in the middle with a phoenix crown and Xiapei. Shi Shiran stepped over the high threshold, and Yan Ming was about to reach out to meet him, but was caught by a young woman. Block the way.

The woman crossed her waist with her left hand, waved to him with her right hand, and said with a smile: "If you want to live from now on, stay and buy money."

Wu Yi watched in surprise from behind: "What does this mean?"

The people next to him looked at him like a fool: "This is a gift for breaking the car. If you don't leave some money to buy roads, how can you marry a bride!"

As he spoke, he teased: "My lord, when you get married in the future, you will have to go through the same thing, you have to watch carefully and learn!"

Wu Yi smiled embarrassedly, he had never eaten pork, nor had he seen a pig run away.

While talking here, Yan Ming has obediently taken out a few prepared gold ingots from his bosom, and cupped his hands at the woman: "Grandma, let us go!"

The woman snatched the gold ingot and stepped out of the way. Yingying said with a smile: "The ceremony of blocking the carriage has been completed, the bride and groom can go!"

Only then did Yan Ming hold his bride's hand and lead her to the bride's wedding sedan chair.

The group finally finished picking up the bride, and rushed back to Yan's mansion in a lively manner.

When getting off the sedan chair, the groom is still holding the bride's hand in person, with his palms facing each other, feeling intimate but strange.

The woman's slender hand was soft but smooth, like a piece of silk that couldn't be grasped, it was about to slip out of his hand.He wanted to use some strength, but he was afraid that he would hurt Miss Jiao who was raised in the deep boudoir, and if he didn't use strength, he was afraid that he would throw her away by mistake.

A pair of white and smooth hands could not help appearing in his mind. He and Wu Yi used to have skin-to-skin contact when they were students, and the feeling of sliding their fingertips was as warm as jade.

Just when his mind drifted away for a moment, there was a dull pain in his head, and he couldn't help covering his head with an "ouch", and looked at the group of laughing people around him in a daze.

"It's over, it's over, we've made our bridegroom fool!"

It was the same woman who blocked the way just now, and handed over the small stick in her hand to another accompanying female companion. The woman smiled, and lightly tapped Yan Ming's head, which was regarded as a courtesy.

It was only then that Yan Ming realized that this was a gift for his son-in-law, and it was intended to warn the groom not to bully the bride in the future, otherwise his family would never let him go.

Waiting for people to enter the door through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, the etiquette is not over yet, the rituals of spreading grain, crossing the brazier, crossing the saddle, crossing the rice bag, three arrows to determine the universe, and butting fans come one by one, from the door to the ceremony hall. The road of several shots is like thousands of mountains and rivers. After walking for more than an hour, the bride and groom arrived in front of several high halls and performed three kneeling and nine knocking rituals.

It was rare for Yan's father to let go of his solemn and serious face, and a smile slid along the wrinkles on his forehead: "Thank you for your kindness to my son's wedding, everyone, just eat and drink, don't be polite."

Everyone also let go of their restraints, those they knew and those they didn't know all sat at the same table, pushing and changing glasses, it was very lively.

While a group of guests were punching and drinking, there was a sudden sound of drum-like footsteps, and the gatekeeper hurriedly returned with a happy face: "It is the congratulatory gift from the Queen of Heaven sent by the leader of Nan'an County."

Father Yan hurriedly went out to meet him, only to see Li Jing leading a group of palace servants, walking in front of him gracefully.

In recent years, the princes and grandsons of the Li family have gradually been overwhelmed by the relatives of the Wu family, and the two factions have gradually become at odds.However, Li Jing can stand out in such a situation and win the favor of the Queen of Heaven, so his status needless to say.

"It's good that the prince of the county sent someone to deliver it. No need to trouble you to come here in person!" Yan father accepted the gift with a smile, and invited Li Jing to sit down at the table.

Li Jing evoked a light smile: "Young Master Ling is also my senior brother, you are really outrageous when you say this."

After the two were polite, Father Yan went to entertain other palace people. Li Jing glanced at the crowd and saw Wu Yi sitting at a small round table in the corner, toasting to several young masters of similar age.

Just as he was about to go, Yan Ming was one step ahead of him, staggering drunkenly in front of Wu Yi, holding a cloisonné enamel cup, and shaking Wu Yi: "Today is... hiccup, my wedding day, you Why don't you come over and toast me with a glass of wine? Punishment, punishment!"

Wu Yi knew that he was drunk, so he didn't bother with him, instead he coaxed him to talk: "How do you say punishment?"

Yan Ming pushed the cup in his hand towards his mouth: "Come on, drink three cups first!"

The people around also booed: "Come on, drink!"

Wu Yi couldn't refuse, so he raised his glass and drank it down.

The strong wine entered his throat, and he felt the smell of alcohol passing through his blood in an instant, rushing to his forehead, and his whole body was hot.

As soon as the glass was empty, someone filled it up for him again. At his friend's wedding, Wu Yi didn't want to take Yan Ming's face off, so he had to bite the bullet and down two more glasses.

Yan Ming stared at him fixedly, seeing that he drank in a hurry, some of the wine flowed down the corners of his lips, but he didn't realize it, a little drunken blush was on his fair face, and his eyes were as moist as morning dew.

Just as he took out the handy silk brocade handkerchief and wanted to wipe the corners of his mouth for him, he saw a clean white silk handkerchief handed over first, and carefully wiped the corners of Wu Yi's slightly reddened lips.

Looking back, I saw only a concerned face with slight anger.

"Oh, isn't this the prince of the county?" His tone couldn't help being a bit cold, "Why, does the prince of the county also want to have three drinks?"

"That's enough." Li Jing looked down at Wu Yi, who was already slightly drunk, "Senior brother Wu is too strong to drink, so I will take him away first."

"Since you're drunk, just rest at my house."

"The carriage is waiting outside, we still don't bother your mansion."

"It's easy for the prince of the county to go." Yan's father arrived in time, and extinguished the faintly burning hostility between the two with a gentle smile.

Li Jing and him nodded slightly, and it was a farewell.

Wu Yishang was in a state of drunkenness, he felt a pair of warm and ironing palms lift him up, and couldn't help but want to break free from his hands: "Let go..."

Li Jing held him in his arms, half coaxing him, half deceiving him into the carriage: "When you get home, you can drink whatever you want."