Aoyama

On the day when the Beitai army returned to the division, the grand scene turned into a few strands of drizzle, which floated into the window of the Yingge Pavilion and melted on the pale yellow rice paper.The brush in Han Shui's palm trembled, and the ink was completely dyed.

Early in the morning, Ban Xia came from the altar of spiritual light to test: "General Qi is back, do you want to go and take a look?" Tian Laoqi went in without knowing it, but felt that Han Shui was not in high spirits, so he rejected Ban Xia.

After a while, Han Shui put down his brush and said with a smile, "Who says I won't go to meet General Qi? Get the car ready, get the car ready." Tian Laoqi's face was gloomy: "My lord, there's no need." Han Shui said: "How can I Neglect, no good, no good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the drum in front of the shadow department hall rumbled.Tian Xu said: "My lord, listen, General Qi has come by himself." Han Shui trembled slightly, and quickly closed the window.

Tian Xu raised his eyebrows: "Have you seen it, sir?" Han Shui said: "No." Tian Xu nodded, turned around and ordered a few small flags: "Please come in Qi Lin."

As soon as he entered the gate, Qi Lin was stunned.Hundreds of shadow guards in the courtyard greeted each other in formation, each of them holding sharp knives, with murderous intent in their eyes.Han Shui said with a smile: "Please, general." Qi Lin shook his head dumbfounded, piercing through mountains and seas of fire, grabbed Han Shui's hand, and pulled him to the back of the hall.

The small courtyard behind the hall is covered with moss, which is extremely slippery.Han Shui wanted to stop three times, but couldn't stop, so he entangled Qi Lin to the gate of the official house.Before he had time to speak, Qi Lin pressed his whole body against the door panel and forcibly kissed him.

"Did you fix the Luyong incident in Liangzhou?" Qi Lin jokingly asked, "Is it even now? Are you happy?" Han Shui wiped his lips and spit into the grass: "The general took the film department. After being a pawn for so many years, Han did not report to the emperor, and did not investigate the military system, but only paid back once, isn't that fair?"

Qi Lin's face sank: "You still don't want to believe me." Han Shui said: "Now that the Spiritual Light Altar has been built, the Film Department and the Yuetian Camp are bound together on the same boat. If I don't believe you, who else can you trust?"

The wind blew, and the bamboo lanterns at the door fluttered and fell, extinguishing the sparks.Qi Lin was still confessing his love, but Han Shui picked up the lantern and put it in his hand to play with, his crow's eyelashes did not move, as if he was listening to a story in a tavern.

Qi Lin gritted his teeth, grabbed the lantern and smashed it to the ground: "What do you want?" Han Shui stubbornly turned his face away, and said angrily, "Leave me alone, I'd rather die for the emperor." Qi Lin: "Qingyan, you..."

When the two stepped out of the central hall, the shadow guards were still guarding the courtyard, their sharp knives not letting go, their murderous intent undiminished.Han Shui smiled palely, and said in a low voice, "General, don't drag me, we're not acting."

Qi Linzhen let go of the play, and his face was full of spring breeze: "My lord, you have worked hard, remember to come and drink Qi's wedding wine every other month." Han Shui's palms tightened, and his smile became paler.

In May, the second day of the lunar new year, Princess Xinyang was registered in the palace, Tai Le ordered the Zhan Gong to be suspended, and the ceremony was set up as usual.There is also a civil and military palace, where all officials above the fifth rank in the court are served.

Zhongshu ordered Chu Rong to take the king's book, Taiyue ordered to hit the bell of Ruibin, and the five bells on the left should all answer, drums and cymbals, and played "The Music of Taihe".On the fifth day, Yunyao received the book, on the sixth day, Na Cai asked for his name, on the eighth day, Najina sign, and on the thirteenth day, asked for a period, such as a first-class ceremony.

On the fifteenth day, Qi Lin, the son-in-law-to-be, entered the palace from the Donghua Gate. The emperor received him and rewarded him with jade belts, boots, dust wats, saddles, one hundred red silks, one hundred pairs of silver wares, and one hundred clothes. The body and employment silver are 1 taels.

Princess Xinyang wears a flower hairpin, puts on Zhai's sleeves, and has a banquet with Qi Lin in the same prison. Later, she meets Zongbo and Guojiu, and then returns to Pingnanhou's mansion according to the guard of honor.

The wedding ceremony of the princess was planned by the courtiers and workers, and the film department was assigned by the Taichang Temple. The appearances that should be made, and the people who should be shown, were all handled as state affairs.

Until Banxia broke in, he dragged the Yingwei brothers to discuss with relish: "It was just now on Changle Street, Fifty Les cleared the way, General Qi rode a fine horse, held a silk whip, put three umbrellas on his head, and led the princess chariot. battle……"

A wedding card on the public case turned into a smear of cinnabar blood in my heart.It was only then that Han Shui realized that tonight was Qi Lin's wedding night.

On the fifteenth day of the fifth lunar month, there was a wedding banquet in Pingnanhou's mansion, and there was a common wedding ceremony.The streets are paved with red paper, thousands of red lights, red flowers, red silk, red clothes, and red people.Han Shui came in a green shirt, and put on a first-class embroidered crane court dress in the carriage without any hassle.

Qi San nodded and bowed in front of the mansion, and greeted the guests: "Master Zhang, Mr. Li, Mr. Wang, please..." Before crossing the threshold, Han Shui looked up, and the main plaque had been replaced with "Hundred Years" ".

In front of the hall, red catkins are fluttering, and in the hall, blue plaster and bright candles, the handsome figure of the host, brightly dressed and energetic, is laughing with everyone.Han Shui was taken aback.

It turns out that men in this world's addiction to broken sleeves is probably just a joke. The sweet time he once cherished has now become a word of nonsense in everyone's mouth.

The courtier's wine table is in the east of the hall.Lin Yun waved his feather fan with a smile: "Master Han, take your seat quickly, the worship is over early." Han Shui forced a smile, looked at the six officials present, and was dumbfounded again.Dongqing hurriedly reminded: "My lord, take your seat." Han Shui said: "I'll sit next to you, okay." Dongqing was at a loss for words for a moment.

Lin Yun explained solemnly: "The Qi family has always been unruly. Since we are here, we can do as the Romans do." Yu Xian laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, do as the Romans do!" Han Shuizhen sat down unruly.

On the wine table, there is a pot of purple-red Huaying bestowed by the emperor. The wine bottle is Jinghuai Kiln celadon, carved with beautiful mandarin ducks, and the most wonderful thing is the lotus-shaped bottle mouth, as if it can hold fairy spirits.

According to the Minister of Rites, this wine has been stored in the palace for more than [-] years, and there are only nine bottles, all of which were bestowed by the emperor for tonight's feast, but not every table can taste it.

The gong sounded, and the wedding banquet began. The son-in-law was holding a cup of wedding cup in his hand, toasting from all directions, like a bright red flame burning all over the audience.At the table in the east of the hall, Qi Lin said: "It's a crane, a golden pheasant, and a peacock. My lords are really fascinated by me." Lin Yun said with a smile: "General, first-class cranes are the first."

Qi Lin's eyes fell on Han Shui, and he never let go: "Master Han?" Han Shui smiled coolly, and took the whole pot of purple-red Huaying: "The general has been in love for a hundred years, and Han must do it first."

He raised his face, held the pot in one hand, and poured a spring of jade liquid down his throat, swallowing cleanly.It was quiet for a moment, and the sound of Adam's apple rolling up and down could almost be heard.Qi Lin watched with a complicated expression.

"Okay! Good drinker!" Lin Yun slapped the table, with a trace of inexplicable banter in his eyes.Qi Lin finally opened his mouth and asked: "This is 50-year-old Zihong Huaying. You drank it alone, what else would others drink?" Han Shui felt bold, and wiped the corners of his mouth: "Drink my urine!"

Qi Lin cursed, and wanted to pester him, but was held back by several uncles and brothers.Han Shui's face was flushed, and his whole body trembled slightly.Everyone persuaded, Qi Lin had no choice but to calm down and explained: "Master Han is drunk, everyone forgive me, let Qi have a few words with him." Han Shui said: "There is nothing to say."

Qi Lin paused, turned around, went to the next table to toast, and never came back.The food and drink were still warm, Dongqing helped Hanshui sit down, and persuaded softly: "My lord, drink some sweet soup, and I will send you back later."

The courtyard is full of red light, the moonlight is dyed in color, singing and dancing, singing and dancing, and the sound of flying in Lin'an.It is already time for all the guests to go home drunk.Qi San pressed his son-in-law's ear, and said: "Master Han is gone."

Qi Lin nodded and walked towards the ditch in the courtyard.The third aunt was afraid that he would lose face, so she followed behind and took care of him, "Ah, the princess is still waiting in the bridal chamber." Qi Lin supported the wall, feeling dizzy, and vomited all over the floor.

The third aunt shook her head, there really should be a female relative in this house.She immediately called the servant girl and said, "Hurry up and wait for the son-in-law to take a bath." The mist lingered, Qi Lin gradually regained consciousness, while drinking the sober soup, he looked at the medicine bag soaked in the wooden barrel, rising and falling with the water waves .

Then, the groom entered the bridal chamber amidst the joyful sounds of trumpet, suona, Yin Yin, yayah.The bridal chamber was warm and stuffy, and it was full of warm red.The princess is wearing a red hijab embroidered with a phoenix, and her two green and jade hands are graceful and elegant, resting on her knees.

Qi Lin has always been a romantic person, and he will never embarrass himself in love/things.What's more, he's just over the age, and it's his second marriage, so he's already familiar with the road, so it doesn't matter.

Lighting the red candles, setting up the mandarin duck wine, Qi Lin sat down beside the bed, grabbed Yun Yao's hand, and held it in his palm.Yun Yao didn't speak, her body trembled slightly.

Qi Lin said with a smile: "I used to be a knight-errant and a nobleman, and I was toasted by civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty. Now I am sensible and know how to be shy." Yun Yao's breathing was tight, and the golden steps on her hair made a crisp sound .

The age difference between the two was more than ten years old, and the previous relationship gave Qi Lin the illusion of taking care of his little sister.He knew that Yunyao served her husband with a perfect body, so Chuye would inevitably be reserved and at a loss, but he himself was full of worries and worries.

Qi Lin didn't keep Yun Yao waiting too long, and lifted the red hijab gently. "You..." Yun Yao, who lost her barrier, looked like a frightened deer, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look anywhere.

Qi Lin smiled tolerantly, and took the mandarin duck wine on the bed: "There is no need to be polite between you and me." Yun Yao raised her eyes to look at Lang Jun, and quickly lowered her two eyelashes.

"There are not as many rules here as the general, there is only one thing, you should remember it." Qi Lin handed the wine to Yun Yao, and pinched her chin, "From now on, if you are in Qi Mansion, if there is anything you can't figure out, Don't ask too much, don't worry too much, follow me well, and I will never treat you badly."

The author has something to say:

Sorry, General Qi is married.