A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

According to customary etiquette, when a woman gets married, her parents will tell her how to marry as another's wife, how to be courteous and gentle, and how to handle housework. Shen Ying shook her daughter's hand and said softly: "Take care of yourself. In the world, there is nothing better than yourself."

After saying this, she turned her head slightly to look at Wang Chen, and saw that there was no unpleasantness on the other side, and saluted Wang Fushen: "Thank you... Your Majesty."

"Please rest assured, mother-in-law, my son-in-law will definitely take care of Jiuzhu." Wang Chen secretly held Jiuzhu's hand under his sleeve and smiled at her: "As long as I am here, no one will be allowed to bully her."

"Okay." Shen Ying pretended not to see the hands held together by the two of them, bent over and picked up the cake on the table, picked it up with chopsticks and placed it next to Jiuzhu's mouth: "May your future life be like this dessert , Sweet and carefree."

When Jiuzhu swallowed the snack, the official of the Ministry of Rites sang aloud: "Bride on the sedan chair!"

When Wang Chen saw Ming Jiyuan crouching down in front of Jiuzhu, he stepped forward and said, "Brother, let me carry it."

Ming Cunfu stepped forward intolerably and stopped Wang Chen: "His Royal Highness, I really can't let you do this."

Seeing Ming's family objection so resolutely, Wang Chen regretfully gave up: "Okay."

The Eight Dead Women and Mrs. Quanfu had nothing to say. They turned their heads silently, pretending that they hadn't seen anything. The prince was married, how could anyone bow with the bride?

The Eight Deadly Women often dealt with in Vanity Fair, and they knew more about royal affairs than the Quanfu wives. Since Su's canonization, many people have begun to suspect that his Majesty will soon canonize Wang Chen as a prince.

A prince who is very likely to become a prince would rather risk being impeached by a civil official for not complying with the customary etiquette, and insist on welcoming the family in person, and even call in several other princes to help out. How caring is this?

They looked at Miss Ming Jia who was carried by their elder brother, and it was said that Empress Su was extremely satisfied with Princess Chen. They thought it was a polite remark, but they did not expect Empress Su to be willing to let their son do this.

After a woman gets married, getting along with her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is a difficult problem. The mother-in-law who can be the queen is like it. Miss Ming is so lucky.

Wang Huai copied his hands and followed behind him, trying to squeeze the brother's loving smile to his younger brother on his face.

"Things are a bit troublesome." Wang An looked sad, and his steps were heavy: "If you let the princess know that when the fifth brother is welcoming you, he will meet him at Ming's house in person, and he will definitely quarrel with me for a long time after returning."

The king wailed: "If she dares to make a noise, go to the concubine's room to sleep. As a child of the emperor, can you still be afraid of a woman?"

Wang Gan smiled and did not answer. He was not afraid of women, but he was afraid of his own princess.

"Big brother, there is no concubine room in the second brother's room." Jing Wang reminded in a low voice: "Second brother... he is afraid."

"Mo, don't talk nonsense, I'm not Fear, I just don't want to take a concubine." Wang An quickly denied, turning the subject away: "The bride is almost out of the front door, let's catch up soon."

"He doesn't accept the concubine, can Lu Zhaoyi let him only be the princess in his backyard?" Jing Wang whispered in a low voice, turning his head to Huang Wang and said: "Lu Zhaoyi has a good temper."

Wang Huai didn't have any impression of Lu Zhaoyi, he only remembered that she was a taciturn and only pretty woman. She was originally a second-class maid serving by the Queen Mother. One day, the Queen Mother went to greet the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother gave Lu Zhaoyi to the Queen Mother.

When he was a child, he heard people say that Lu Zhaoyi was the eyeliner put by the queen mother next to his father, so he has never been favored by his father.

In fact, since the father of the king became the king, he has dominated the Queen Su alone, and the other concubines are no different from Lu Zhaoyi.

When he was young and energetic, he asked his mother and concubine why his father favored Su clan and Yun Duqing alone. The mother concubine did not answer him, but looked at him quietly, until he no longer had the courage to continue to ask, did the mother follow him. He said a few words.

[Men and women love is not important, but those with power are qualified to choose anything they like. 】

"Big brother? Big brother?"

Jing Wang saw Wang Huai in a daze, and whispered to him: "The bride is about to go to the sedan chair."

Wang Huai returned to his senses and looked at the sedan chair at the door. His heart became sour again. Yun Duqing married the princess and used the twelve-carriage sedan chair. When he married the princess, he used the eight-carriage sedan chair.

Both are princes, the difference is quite big.

Ming Jiyuan carried Jiuzhu and carefully put her in the sedan chair. He took the jade ruyi from the fate of the wife and put it on his sister's knee.

"Brother." Jiuzhu secretly took down the face-covering fan and blinked at Ming Jiyuan: "Don't be sad, and don't worry about me. Lean your head over and I'll talk to you in a whisper."

No matter what others think of him, Ming Jiyuan bends down and leaned his head towards Jiuzhu without even thinking about it.

"Go back and tell my father and mother that Jiuzhu didn't leave our home, but just brought an extra Highness back."

Ming Jiyuan's pupils trembled, looking at his sister's eyes, there was a little more indescribable admiration.

"Brother understand." Ming Jiyuan took a deep breath: "Sister, you must remember that you must, must take good care of yourself."

"Yeah." Jiuzhu nodded.

"Master Ming, the auspicious hour has arrived, and it's time to set up the sedan chair." Ming Jiu bit her scalp and walked to Ming Jiyuan to remind her in a low voice.

Ming Jiyuan glanced at his sister for the last time, slowly lowered the sedan curtain, and turned to look at Wang Chen.

The eldest brother of the Chen Dynasty gave a hand, stood up and rode on a horse tied with a big red flower, and said loudly: "Get up."

He turned his head and glanced at the three older brothers behind him.

Under the eyes of everyone, the three princes maintained their stiff smiles and shouted: "Get up!"

Huai Wang: "The flowers bloom with riches and stalks."

Wang An: "Happy and happy."

Jing Wang: "The dragon and the phoenix are mingled in Feiqin."

"Get up."

The twelve wise men steadily lifted the dragon and phoenix sedan chair, and the sound of firecrackers crackled, as if the entire capital was lively.

The Ming family stood at the gate, and Ming Jingzhou was holding a basin of water in his hands, and they couldn't splash it out.

"What is the water thrown out by the married daughter!" He was heartbroken, and on one side of his body, he poured water on his door: "My Ming Jingzhou's daughter, even if she is married, she is also my daughter."

"Father, Sanshu hasn't cried yet, why are you crying?" Ming Cunfu turned his head and saw his father secretly wiping his tears. He quickly took out his handkerchief and whispered comforting: "So many people are watching."

"You don't understand." Ming Jinghai said with tears in his eyes: "We have three generations of the Ming family, and we have a girl named Zhuzhu, who was also married by the royal family. I feel uncomfortable."

Ming Cunfu looked around and made sure that no one noticed it before he said: "My son thinks that His Royal Highness Chen is very good. He not only came to our Ming family to welcome his relatives in person, but also let other princes be best man. It shows that he loves him very much. Nine beads."

"He loves heavy jiuzhu, that's right." Every elder sees his daughters as emerald cabbage, while others are pigs with cabbage.

"But I don't seem to see the fourth prince." Ming Cunfu asked in a low voice, "Is the fourth prince resenting you and your third uncle for revealing what the Zheng family and the Zheng family did, so you don't want to come?"

"Things need to be better." Ming Jinghai wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Maybe the injury between the four princes is still not healed. Can't you ride a horse?"

Ming Cunfu: "..."

This may not be a good thing for the four princes, right?

In the sedan chair, the musicians dressed in red were blowing and beating, attracting hundreds of people to watch.

"The groom is so handsome."

"Have you seen the dragon-shaped beaded crown worn by the bridegroom? Only princes and grandsons dare to wear this kind of crown."

"Hey, no wonder the red lanterns are hung on both sides of the main road. The bride must be very beautiful."

"Why do you say that?"

"Three months ago, there was also a prince who got married, and the wedding was not so grand."

"How can those princes compare to this one, this is a Chen Wang with both civil and military skills. Seeing that the three handsome princes behind him are not, they are all the brothers of Chen Wang."

"It turns out that the story of the overbearing prince and the pretty county lord is true..." A elder sister carrying a vegetable basket looked at the sedan chair with excitement, and her voice was trembling: "The storyteller said that the overbearing lord once told the pretty county lord. I swore that he would marry her with the grandest wedding in the city. He did it!"

The scholar closest to her argued: "The storytellers are all telling stories, and they are all fake."

"If it's fake, how did this grand wedding come about?" The eldest sister rolled her eyes to the scholar: "You unscrupulous scholars, how can you understand the overbearing prince's infatuation with the county lord, huh!"

She twisted her waist and chased the sedan chair, and got together with other women, boasting about the wedding that countless women envied.

"I think you are reluctant to spend money on your own lady, so that you deliberately pantoxin here." Another girl yin and yang threw a strange sentence: "You are still jealous that the lord is admitted to the top prize, you can't pass the exam?"

Scholar: "..."

What kind of messy rumors are these?

He wanted to refute, but looking at the fierce gaze of the girls around him, he could only leave in despair, afraid that he would be beaten up.

It's just that he has some inexplicable resentment towards Wang Chen and Princess Chen. He wants to see what expressions these women will look like when Wang Chen accepts concubines.

The sedan chair is about to arrive at Suzaku Gate, but the royal family members are still arguing over which door the sedan chair enters.

"Although Wang Chen is a son, he is only a prince. It is an exception for him to marry in the palace. How can the princess's sedan chair pass through the central gate?"

"Since it's a concubine, it doesn't matter if you pass by the main entrance of Suzaku..."

"Bah! I think you just ignore the ancestral rules when you want to please Su!"

"Don't make any noise, the sedan chair has arrived."

Before the few clan elders could react, they saw a line of dragon guards approaching the Zhongzheng Gate, lined up on both sides, kneeling on one knee.

"The wedding of King He Chen, your majesty has an order, open the front door!"

The clan elders who had been arguing just now were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the majesty who usually respected them and kindly crossed their opinions and used such a strong attitude to let the dragon guard open the front door. .

Glancing at the sabers around the dragon guards' waists, the clan elders closed their mouths with interest.

They are all old guys who can survive the two dynasties. Their greatest advantage is not that they have royal blood flowing on them, but that they are aware of the current affairs.

As the master of this palace, your Majesty doesn't mind that Princess Chen's sedan chair is carried in from the central gate. What else do they care about.

The Zhongzheng Gate opened slowly in everyone's sight.

The smile on Wang Huai's face suddenly became even uglier than crying.

Zhongzhengmen!

Only the queen can be carried in from the Zhongzheng Gate!

The emperor's pampering of the fifth brother was actually so much? He gritted his teeth and tried to make the smile on his face look bright and natural when he raised his head.

He is not sour, he is not sour at all.

When Wang An saw the Zhongzheng gate opened before his eyes, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He finally thought of a way to coax the princess.

If the princess asked him why he didn't go to her natal house to welcome the sedan chair, he would say that the wedding of the fifth brother was an exception, and everything was meant by the father.

What kind of prince greeted him, what one hundred and eight carrying dowry, twelve carrying sedan chair, are not as good as the sedan chair passing through the main entrance of the Suzaku.

As long as everything is pushed to the father, the princess will not drive him to lie down in the study.

Wang Chen glanced at the wide open Zhongzheng Gate, turned his head and glanced at the sedan chair, touched the horse, and stepped into the Zhongzheng Gate.

"He Wangye and the princess are getting married!"

The imperial guard, the dragon guard, and the golden armor guard knelt down in unison: "I wish the prince and princess carry the white head together for a hundred years."

Behind the Zhongzheng Gate, there is a red carpet out of sight.

The petals fell from the palace wall, and some of them slipped into the sedan chair. Jiuzhu lowered his head and picked up the petals that fell on his body, and found that these flowers were not actually seasonal flowers.

She heard from her brother that in order to keep the flowers blooming throughout the seasons, some people would deliberately build greenhouses and cultivate new flower species, which cost a lot of money.

How much silver did your majesty and the empress spent on this wedding between her and your majesty?

Picking up the ball fan to block her face, she lifted a small slit on the sedan curtain and secretly looked outside.

On both sides of the palace road, every few steps stood the eunuchs of the palace ladies carrying the lanterns with happy characters, countless petals flying in the sky, red yarn lingering, joyful bursts, everything was like a dream.

The sedan chair passed through one door after another, the night was getting dark, and the lanterns with the word "Happy" in the hands of the court ladies and eunuchs merged into a long dragon, illuminating the entire palace with brilliant lights.

"Get off the sedan chair!"

Wang Chen got off his horse and walked to the door of the sedan chair.

"His Royal Highness, please knock on the sedan chair with your feet."

Knock on the sedan door with your feet, to show that after marriage, the man is respected and the woman is humble, and the husband is the wife of the heaven.

Wang Chen raised his foot, but put it back again. He bent down and tapped the sedan chair three times with the knuckle of the hand in the horrified gaze of the wives: "Ming Xiaozhu, this king welcomes you in."

Lifting the car curtain, he saw Jiuzhu sticking out of the fan, smiling eyes.

He smiled, and reached out to her with one hand, and took Ruyi from her knee with the other hand: "Come, follow me."

Jiuzhu put his hand in his palm.

"The bride stepped off the sedan chair and greeted with drum music."

The red carpet is extremely soft, stepping on it, as if walking among the clouds.

"The newcomer leads the red, and the auspicious clouds circle the gate."

Someone stuffed the red silk into Jiuzhu's hand, she looked down at the big red hydrangea in the middle of the red silk, and secretly looked at Wang Chen with her eyes.

"Don't be nervous." Wang Chen whispered in her ear: "You are now the princess of this king. No one dares to disrespect you."

"His Royal Highness, I'm not nervous." Jiuzhu tightly squeezed the red silk: "Just curious about the way you are now, Your Highness."

"Then how am I looking today?" Wang Chen squeezed her hand lightly.

"Good-looking." Jiuzhu added: "His Royal Highness looks good every day."

"The newcomer passes the door, and the marriage will be forever."

Stepping into the gate of the Kylin Palace, Wang Chen looked at the brazier in front of the two of them, bent over and hugged Jiuzhu horizontally, and stepped over the brazier.

The eight dying wives who accompanied the two of them: "..."

The brazier is really not for men.

Forget it, forget it, everything has been messed up since Chen Wang insisted on going to Ming's family to pick up his relatives.

Before Jiuzhu could react, she was picked up and put down by Wang Chen. She wanted to look back, but remembering the bride's rule that the bride must not look back on the day of her marriage, she had to resist the urge to look back: "Your Majesty, what was on the ground just now?"

"It's nothing." Chen Wang bent over to tidy up the skirt of Jiuzhu's wedding dress: "Anyway, you crossed over with me."

"Oh." Jiuzhu followed Wang Chen and went on, stepping up the steps on the red carpet, and into the main hall of the Kylin Palace, which was already full of guests.

There are all the distinguished people in the central government, the only ones who don't are Jiuzhu's maiden family.

With the sound of firecrackers one after another, Jiuzhu saw the emperor and the empress sitting on the top, and most of the guests standing on both sides bent down to salute her and the temple.

The ceremonial officer stood up and read a long piece of beautiful essay.

The central idea is to praise her, and praise her and His Royal Highness for their creation, and wish them a long-lasting love.

When the ceremonial officer who finished reading the article retired, Wang Chen whispered in Jiuzhu's ear: "This article was written by the father and the queen himself."

Jiuzhu blinked, really?

Wang Chen nodded.

He saw the two with his own eyes and turned through several books for a certain sentence.

"Worship."

"Worship to heaven and earth."

"Second worship Gaotang."

Jiuzhu turned around and knelt down towards Emperor Longfeng and Su Hou.

Several princes looked at Wang Chen and Princess Chen who were kneeling in front of their father, with mixed feelings. When they got married in the palace, not only the mother and concubine could not go out of the palace, but when they worshipped the hall, they could only bow down to the private seal representing the father and the emperor.

Yun Yanze glanced at the three elder brothers who entered the door with Yun Duqing, and concealed the suspicion in his heart.

Why did the three of them come to Xitang together, and they came so late, and they didn't see the slightest dissatisfaction with the father.

This feeling of being kept in the dark and being excluded from the outside world does not make people happy. He lowered his eyelids and coldly looked at Yun Duqing, who was all smiles. When he saw Ming Jiuzhu holding a hand when he got up, his eyes fell on the hands between the two of them.

"The husband and wife worship."

Jiuzhu and Chen Wang leaned sideways together, they looked at each other's eyes and laughed together.

Wang Chen couldn't see the corners of Jiuzhu's upward mouth, but he knew she was smiling because her eyes were so bright and beautiful.

He raised his hands, pressed his left hand against his right, raised his eyebrows, and bowed down.

The two heads touched each other, and Wang Chen chuckled softly, holding the dragon and phoenix crown on top of Jiuzhu's head to make her stand.

Emperor Longfeng and Empress Su looked at the pair of lovers who were peeking at each other, unable to conceal the smiles on their faces.

Liu Zhongbao took a step forward and sang the newspaper with a smile: "Send the newcomer to the bridal chamber."

Wang Chen took Jiuzhu and bowed to his father and queen, and took her hand to the apse.

Emperor Longfeng knew that with him and Meidai, the guests present did not dare to laugh loudly. For weddings, it's just auspicious if it's fun.

"I and the queen will go back to the palace first." Emperor Longfeng looked at Wang Huai: "Boss, you are the eldest brother, and an adult from the Ministry of Rites, please entertain the guests."

"Erchen obeyed." Wang Huai responded quickly, pretending to smile, a little more sincere.

On this occasion, the father still believed in his son the most.

Empress Su slightly nodded to Wang Huai: "Your Majesty the King has Lao Huai."

"The mother's queen is serious. As the elder brother, the son-chen should help his younger brother entertain guests." Wang Huai bowed respectfully, not daring to be disrespectful.

He could have improper manners in front of his father, but he didn't dare to wait for Queen Su slowly.

"His Royal Highness." Jiuzhu and Wang Chen walked around several corridors before finally reaching their wedding room: "The Kylin Palace is so big."

"Tired?" Wang Chen helped her sit down: "First eat something to cushion your stomach."

"His Royal Highness." The Eight Great Wifes and the Quan Fu wives finally couldn't bear it: "You haven't drunk Hebu Jiu yet."

Come on, let the bride sit down first after entering the door. According to the folk custom, this indicates that the bride will be the head of the marriage after the two get married.

The First Life's Wife glanced at the charming and charming Princess Chen, no matter how she looked like a woman with a strong personality, it was obvious that folk customs were not allowed.

"His Royal Highness, please take the bride's group blessing fan first."

Jiuzhu held the handle of the fan in his right hand and supported the fan in his left hand, putting the fan in Wang Chen's hands.

Under the candlelight, people are better than Hua Jiao.

Wang Chen put the fan in the wooden box, took two glasses of wine in the hand of the imperial wife, and handed one to Jiuzhu: "Have you ever drunk wine before?"

"Never." Jiuzhu shook his head: "Master said, wine hurts the mind, it is not suitable to drink."

Wang Chen chuckled lightly, and wrapped her arm around her: "Today, for me, I am wronged you for a drink."

After a cup of warm wine, Hong Yun quickly climbed onto Jiuzhu's cheek. She frowned. The wine was really awful.

"What your master said is right, the drink hurts people." Wang Chen took the wine glass from her fingertips: "In the future, we will not drink anymore."

He raised his hand and signaled the mistress and Mrs. Quanfu to retreat.

The imperial wife and the Quanfu wives retired eagerly. The wedding was too worrying, and Wang Chen couldn't bear all these unexpected actions.

"His Royal Highness." Jiuzhu pointed to the heavy dragon and phoenix wedding crown on his head: "Hurry up and help me take this off, my neck hurts."

"You wait." Wang Chen stood up, walked behind Jiuzhu, and looked at the dragon and phoenix crown for a long time before figuring out how to take this thing off.

"It's quite heavy." Putting the dragon and phoenix crown on the table, Chen Wang asked the **** to change a table of fresh hot dishes: "Get something to eat first."

The room was a little quiet, Jiuzhu looked at him with moist eyes: "Your Highness."

"Huh?" Wang Chen picked up a chopsticks dish and placed it in the bowl in front of her: "What's the matter?"

"My head is a little dizzy." Jiuzhu put his cheek in one hand, "His Royal Highness will go out to entertain guests?"

"Go out and wander around and come back." He reached out and touched her cheek, a little hot, and smiled: "Is the amount of alcohol so bad?"

"My mind is very clear, but I'm a little dizzy." Jiuzhu picked up a bowl of vegetables, and Wang Chen scooped her a bowl of porridge. After she finished the porridge, she didn't get up and left the house.

It wasn't until the **** Sili urged him several times that he snorted with a handful of Zhuzhu's hair: "You go to the bed and sit and rest, and I will be back soon. There are court ladies and eunuchs waiting outside, call them if you have anything to do."

"Oh." Jiuzhu nodded in a daze. After Wang Chen left, she got up and went to sit on the bed and found something under the quilt.

I opened the quilt and saw that it was made of longan, red dates, peanuts and walnuts.

Crushing a walnut with his bare hands, taking out the walnut kernel and throwing it into his mouth, Jiuzhu curiously continued to flip through the bed and found a few books under the pillow.

book?

Jiuzhu took the book and took a look, and threw it aside without interest, sat cross-legged on the quilt, squeezed all the walnuts, took out the walnuts and put them together.

As soon as Wang Chen left, everyone surrounded him enthusiastically. Especially those royal dudes who used to follow Wang Chen before. They carried their wine glasses and leaned in front of Wang Chen: "Please rest assured, your majesty. We have prepared the things you ordered us. We will deliver the things in the last few days. ."

Wang Chen looked at them in silence, thinking about what he had ordered them.

"I just didn't expect famous books and ancient books to be so expensive. In order to buy these things, our brothers emptied their pockets." Cock fighting is expensive.

It's hard to be a good person.

"Yeah." Chen Wang nodded unpredictably: "Very good."

Anyway, it is better to buy books in front of him in the future than to mention cockfighting.

There were also a few brave people who wanted to make trouble in the bridal chamber, but they were ruthlessly rejected by the Chen Wang.

"My princess is timid and thin-skinned, you should speak more gently in front of her in the future, don't scare her."

Do the royal dudes dare to refuse this request?

They didn't dare, so they could only agree with a bitter face.

But what is the standard for being more gentle?

He said that he would go back only after swinging outside, and he would never swing twice. Chen Wang hurriedly toasted everyone and walked to the backyard.

Everyone knows that today is the wedding night in the bridal chamber, and no one blocks it uninterestingly.

Pushing open the door, Wang Chen saw Jiuzhu crushed a walnut with two fingers.

"His Royal Highness, are you back?" Jiuzhu remembered the book she had thrown aside, and lay down on the bed to pick it up: "His Royal Highness, there is a little book here."