[Jian 3] Pit father's love game

After Zhu Chongxiao let go that day, the betrothal gift from Sichuan was delivered not long after. Tang Wuye and Qu Lingyin's elders met and discussed with each other for some time, and finally decided on the wedding date .At this time, the war is about to end, and a happy event such as a wedding makes many people very happy.

Due to the distance between central Sichuan and Qiandao Lake, a group of people for the wedding went to Yangzhou in advance and booked a place to prepare.

In a room in Yangzhou, several people in Tangmen costumes were gathering and talking.

"Wu Ye, have you tried the dress? Does it fit?"

Tang Xiaoyue was wearing a relatively complicated dress and a headdress with emerald feathers, and she also painted a softer makeup on her icy face.

Tang Wuye was wearing a blue robe loosely at the moment, his black hair was temporarily tied with a hair tie, and the fine strands of hair were close to his face, looking a bit soft, usually with a bit of softness. The gloomy eyebrows and eyes also cleared a little like the sky after the rain.At this moment, he was looking at the crescent moon outside the window, and the bright moonlight shone on his face, making him appear a bit deserted and quiet.Hearing Tang Xiaoyue's question, he turned his head to look at her and said:

"It's Sister Xiaoyue. I have tried all the dresses, and they fit well."

"You are getting married tomorrow, what are you thinking here?"

Tang Xiaoyue felt that he seemed a little strange today. Although he was usually very quiet, it was rare for him to appear in a trance.

Tang Wuye sat by the window, turned around, propped his face with one hand, and looked a little inexplicable:

"It's nothing, it just suddenly feels a bit like a dream."

They are going to get married tomorrow, and she is going to become his wife. I thought that I would pursue her all my life without getting a response, but I didn't expect that there would be such an ending between them. Isn't it like a dream?

Tang Xiaoyue didn't pay much attention to his answer, but continued:

"Tomorrow, you can just welcome your relatives, and your father-in-law will be left to Tang Wuyan to deal with."

"Brother Wuyan?"

Hearing Tang Wuyan's name, Tang Wuye looked at Tang Xiaoyue in surprise, and his lips curled up slightly:

"Since when is he interested in meddling with our affairs?"

There was also a smile on Tang Xiaoyue's face, with her usual beauty and coldness, obviously with a bit of sarcasm, but there was no coldness in her brows and eyes, it was more of a resentment of hating iron for not being able to make steel:

"I won't say much about his temperament. You know, he has always liked reading and elegant things, and he can't wait to be born in Changgemen in his next life. Your wife is from Changge, and for this rare visit to Changge Given the opportunity, he will certainly not refuse to help."

Tang Wuyan is the son of Tang Aotian, he didn't know what he had experienced since he was a child, he had great resistance to his sect, he refused to participate in the training in the sect, and he refused to become a standard disciple of the Tang sect.He resisted what he thought was cruel and bloody, but he couldn't find a better way to resist his father, so he always bored himself in the room and read books. After reading a lot, he really fell in love with reading and yearned for books. The ideal world in the book, yearning for the romance of scholars.In his heart, probably the entire Tang Sect is dark, and the outside world is the brightest.He cultivated himself to look like a standard scholar, and he basically abandoned himself. Tang Aotian had no choice but to ignore him, but he was always restrained and rarely let him go out, for fear that he would run away one day. Going to Changge to learn from a teacher would be a big shame.

"Tang Wuyan, don't mess around tomorrow, don't disgrace Tangmen."

Tang Wule was sitting on a luxuriously decorated chair, and was commanding the person in front of him with a flamboyant expression. He said that he was commanding, but there was a sense of threat in his words, which inevitably made people unhappy.

The man opposite him was wearing a literati gown, but it was a typical Tangmen color scheme. The intertwined color of ink and feather blue was easy to hide in the night.Compared with Tang Wule's handsome, profound and arrogant face, this man was somewhat handsome and elegant, with a distinct bookish look, his outline was not much similar to his father's, and his appearance probably followed his mother's. The silent resistance made his brows slightly sullen.

Hearing Tang Wule's words, Tang Wuyan looked at the half-open scroll in his hand with an unhappy expression, and said casually:

"Do you think I'm as ignorant of etiquette as you? I'm so worried, what can I do for you?"

"I'm afraid that you'll lose face when you see outsiders kiss like something!"

As for Tang Wuyan, the elder brother who always said "I'm different from you" since he was a child, Tang Wule couldn't help but piss him off, except for being cheap, anyway, Tang Wuyan didn't piss them off when he was young.Reading more books always has some advantages. For example, when I was a child, I used to talk to others, Tang Wuyan was very sharp, and my brothers and sisters, except Tang Xiaowan, didn't let anyone go, that's called refreshing.Of course, after the smacking was over, the weak Tang Wuyan was pushed to the ground and beaten into a dog by them.It's a joke, can't you beat it?Tang Wuyan is also a stubborn guy, he will say it when he is beaten, he only picks up bad words, and then he is beaten, as long as there is no major problem, the adults don't care.

Tang Wuyan didn't want to pay attention to Tang Wule's frequent provocations, he just flipped through a page of the book in his hand, and said:

"I heard that Changge's women are all well-educated and well-educated ladies, and I don't know how Yuelao drew the marriage line. Such a beautiful woman should marry people like you. I really feel sorry for her!"

"Tsk, it's better than marrying you! A weak chicken!"

On the second day, Qu Lingyin woke up early, and was surrounded by teachers and sisters to wash up and put on dresses.The wedding that many people only have once in a lifetime naturally has to be treated with caution.

The wedding dress was supposed to be embroidered by myself, but Qu Lingyin’s embroiderer is not mentioned, so this wedding dress was made by the best embroiderer in Yangzhou City, and the teachers and sisters would help decorate the wedding dress with silver thread. pattern, the final blue dress is very graceful and gorgeous.

Qu Lingyin put on this gorgeous dress, sat in front of the mirror, and was helped by the teachers and sisters to make up and comb her hair. The black hair was divided into several strands, and then braided carefully. After a while, a delicate bun was formed. Born from the hands of Xiyu.Qu Lingyin looked at the appearance in the mirror, and couldn't help but praise Xiyu's skillful hands. Facing Qu Lingyin's compliment, Xiyu smiled and didn't answer, and then picked out a few pendants from the jewelry box. The Zhucui hairpin is worn by Qu Lingyin.The dangling emeralds and the fine tassels around the ears made that face more dazzling, just like the luminous pearl that used to hide its light in the past, and at midnight, it released its own brilliance.

Holding a thin eyebrow pencil, Zhou Yufei smiled and joked:

"No matter how you look at it, Yu Fei feels that Senior Sister's complexion is too beautiful, it doesn't seem like the color of this world."

Facing Zhou Yufei's ridicule, Qu Lingyin just smiled back:

"My appearance comes from my parents. According to what Junior Sister Zhou said, wouldn't my father be more human-like?"

Qu Lingyin originally wanted to stop Zhou Yufei with a sentence or two, but she didn't want Zhou Yufei to answer the words very naturally:

"Isn't Uncle Zhu's look the same as that of the Nine Heavens God?"

Hearing this, Qu Lingyin was slightly taken aback, then sighed exaggeratedly:

"You can say that too."

Although Zhu Chongxiao did have a handsome face, it was the first time Qu Lingyin had seen such a blunt and exaggerated compliment, so she could only concede: Junior Sister is thicker-skinned!

Everyone in the room understood the unfinished meaning of Qu Lingyin, so all the women in the room laughed softly.

"Have you changed the bride's dress? The people who welcome the bride have arrived~"

A girl's voice came to announce the good news outside the door, and behind the girl was Zhu Zhongxiao with a calm face.

In an instant, the room was instantly quiet, and everyone restrained the smiles on their faces and tried to maintain a serious look.And Zhou Yufei and Xiyu even pretended to be busy with the affairs in hand, and had no time to take care of the serious appearance around them, but secretly prayed in their hearts:

I hope Uncle Zhu didn't hear our joke!

Qu Lingyin mocked Zhou Yufei with her eyes through the reflection of the mirror:

Junior sister, how brave are you?

And Zhou Yufei smiled and gave her a look back:

Sister, what do you want to say?Junior sister can't understand.

Soon, Qu Lingyin's makeup was finished. She stood up, stroked the possible folds of her skirt, and walked out surrounded by Zhou Yufei and others.

Zhu Chongxiao changed into a bamboo-green robe which was rare, covered with a light-colored shirt cover, and still had that face that seemed to be calm forever, but at this moment, it was faintly tainted with a bit of human fireworks, bringing a Somewhat emotional.He looked at Qu Lingyin, who was walking like her step by step, with a delicate face that made Baihua pale, and saw a person in a trance.

Many years ago, that man was dressed in purple, walked towards him with a ostentatious smile, and then walked past... He failed to catch it, and then he couldn't catch it forever.

Zhu Chongxiao was in a trance for only a moment, and soon he came back to his senses, and then took a step forward.And Qu Lingyin followed behind him, and could faintly hear Xiyu and the others deliberately lowering their orders:

"Senior Sister, you must remember to cover your face with a fan."

Qu Lingyin took the yarn-made Tang fan handed over by Xiyu, immediately half-covered her face, pretending to be a lady, and then winked at Xiyu:

"so?"

"Sister is smart~"

A group of people happily arrived at the pier not far from where the happy boat was moored, and then under Zhu Zhongxiao's signal, the group temporarily entered the pavilion with gauze curtains to rest.Zhu Chongxiao led the others to meet the groom and others at the pier first.

Tang Wuye was wearing a red wedding dress today, his hair was tied up with red silk and satin, and he wore a hair crown. He looked more energetic than usual. He wore a red dress with less red than before. Ye Se, neither cold nor gloomy, is actually very handsome, causing others to discuss in whispers.

Zhu Chongxiao saw Tang Wuye, who was dressed in a red dress, at a glance, and immediately frowned indistinctly. In his heart, he couldn't help but compare him with Qin Zhengyu. From the aspect of appearance alone, the two have their own merits, but Zhu Chongxiao In terms of his own selfishness, he still decided that his disciple's appearance would be more pleasing to the eye.This disciple of the Tang Sect was a bit evil, he didn't look very decent, and he didn't know what Yuyan was thinking?

When welcoming the bride at the pier, Tang Wuye saw the cold face of his father-in-law before seeing the bride. Tang Wuye immediately understood that this was a reminder poem.So he made room for two seats beside him, and let Tang Wuyan, who was wearing a literati gown excitedly behind him, stand up, and signaled Tang Wuyan with his eyes:

Makeup poems.

Tang Wuyan accepted his gaze, straightened his sleeves, beat the decorative folding fan in his hand a few times, and then quickly read a very appropriate makeup poem.

Zhu Chongxiao stood there without saying a word, his eyes wandered between Tang Wuye and Tang Wuyan for a few minutes, and then he said:

"I wish there are a few more questions here."

According to the rules, makeup reminder poems can indeed be answered by guests.It was not at fault for Tang Wuyan to recite makeup poems for Tang Wuye, but this behavior made Zhu Chongxiao feel a little dissatisfied for no reason, so he temporarily added a few difficult problems, intending to make things difficult for them.Only those who have been familiar with poetry and books all year round can answer these questions.

However, the embarrassment as imagined did not appear...

To Zhu Chongxiao's surprise, the guest who recited makeup poems for Tang Wuye seemed to have read a lot of books, and had a deep research on books such as poems and books.

Even asking a few questions can't help the other party. If you continue to ask more questions, it's not embarrassing but making the other party unable to get off the stage. Looking at the time, I feel that Zhu Chongxiao, who has been tossing for a long time, finally let go .

Surrounded by everyone, Qu Lingyin finally appeared in everyone's anticipation.She was wearing a blue and gorgeous gauze dress, a fine silver filigree beaded emerald hairpin on her head, and she came to the pier with a Tang fan half-covered.The Tang fan that half covered her face couldn't hide her beauty, which aroused the praise of the onlookers.Apart from answering the question, Tang Wuyan, who didn't intend to talk too much, also read a rare poem of praise, and was once again surprised that this long-song lady fell in love with Tang Wuye.

Qu Lingyin saw the man in the groom's dress standing at the bow of the boat at a glance. When the man saw her, his expression was slightly dazed, and then a smile appeared on his lips, and he stretched out his hand to her.

Qu Lingyin looked at him, stretched out her hand, and slowly stepped onto the boat.

"The bride is on board, let's sail!"

The author has something to say:

This article is officially over, with a total of 80w words

Originally, I wanted to write that the senior brother came back to meet, but in the end I thought it would be the most appropriate ending, so let the senior brother stay in everyone's imagination~

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New texts may be given priority (comprehensive + swords) Auntie's late secondary school, male master Zong San Zuo's text.

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