0p0 Chapter 274 Compliance with regulations
Chapter 274 Compliance with regulations
There is anxiety about the unknown future, but also a desire for freedom and peace.
A fiery red brocade robe tightly wrapped around Song Yanyi's tall body. The bright red color looked particularly eye-catching on him, forming a sharp contrast with the plain and elegant tones he usually preferred.
He rode astride a tall and mighty black horse. The horse was shiny black, with mane fluttering in the wind, like the deepest stars in the night sky. Together with its owner's red clothes, it formed a strong visual impact of night and fire.
Such a festive outfit is rare for him, who is quiet and low-key.
In the past, when he passed the imperial examination and was pushed by everyone to take to the streets for the parade, he felt depressed by the excessive attention and noise. When he recalled it now, he still frowned and felt upset.
Today's wedding was unprecedentedly grand. The streets were crowded with enthusiastic people, and every pair of eyes was filled with curiosity and blessings. This should have made him, who had always been a recluse, feel suffocated. However, at this moment, Song Yanyi not only did not feel uncomfortable at all, but his heart was filled with indescribable joy.
He seemed to have really become a horse galloping in the spring breeze, and every sound of the hooves struck his once lonely heart, bringing unprecedented freedom and joy.
He glanced sideways at Qing'an, the attendant who always followed him. There was a secret in his eyes that only he could interpret. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and Qing'an understood what he meant. Then he spread his arms, like a messenger spreading joy, and scattered handfuls of colorful wedding candies and shining copper coins to the crowd of onlookers.
Suddenly, there was thunderous cheers and the atmosphere became more and more lively. The children laughed and chased the little fortunes that fell from the sky, and the adults also bent down to grab the auspicious blessings from the groom.
With bursts of firecrackers roaring, deafening and reaching the sky, the gorgeous sedan chair landed steadily on the ground covered with red carpet.
Song Yanyi gracefully dismounted from his horse, and with steady and dignified steps, he entered the magnificently decorated Jinshang Hall.
Inside the hall, although the bride Cui Rongrong was an orphan, the complicated rituals of traditional wedding customs were omitted, which further highlighted the directness and purity of the wedding.
He walked straight to the center, and the hands that were used to holding a pen and reviewing papers would marry his wife today.
"The young master is here!"
The matchmaker made the announcement with a big smile on her face and a loud voice, which drew waves of admiration and discussion from all around.
Cui Rong stood quietly in the crowd. There was a lot of noise around her, but in her perception, only the sound of his approaching footsteps was the clearest. Every step seemed to step on her delicate and sensitive heartstrings, evoking ripples of her memories of getting married in Qingzhou.
The same scene, different time and space, the mixed emotions of expectation and uneasiness emerge again.
He finally stopped in front of her and stretched out his white, warm hand, palm facing up, like a delicate work of art, waiting for her acceptance.
She lowered her head slightly, and through the gap in the veil, she could only see the waiting hand. Her heart was beating inexplicably, and she was a little at a loss for a moment.
Sensing her hesitation, a barely perceptible eagerness flashed in Song Yanyi's eyes. Without saying much, he reached his hand under the red veil, gently held her hand, and led her, step by step, across the threshold of Jinshangtang, which symbolized a new life.
She followed his steps, although a little awkwardly, but he was firm and powerful with every step, giving her silent support and reliance.
Afterwards, he led her into the bridal sedan, and he handsomely turned over and mounted on the horse's back. Amid the thunderous cheers of the crowd and the exciting sounds of gongs and drums, he led the team back to Xie's house, starting their new chapter.
The Xie Mansion is crowded with dignitaries today. Even the chief eunuch in the palace has come with valuable gifts to congratulate you on your Majesty's orders. Moreover, the presence of Prince Xuan himself adds endless glory.
All the prominent families in the capital sent representatives to attend the wedding. No one dared to refuse Song Yanyi's honor, so the wedding almost became a grand event for the whole city.
When the sedan chair stopped steadily, Song Yanyi took Cui Rong out again. They walked through this festive ocean, stepped into the bustling Xie Mansion, and headed towards the wedding hall.
There was a lot of discussion around, with some people being curious about Song Yanyi's talent and marriage choice, some admiring him for breaking the rules and choosing the daughter of a merchant as his wife, and some whispering of jealousy or regret, all of which intertwined to form a complex social picture.
Among the many voices, the conversation between Jiang Xuejun and Concubine Zhuo is particularly eye-catching.
Jiang Xuejun's face was pale, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. She was irritated by Concubine Zhuo's seemingly unintentional but sarcastic words. She bit her lower lip tightly, trying her best to maintain her calm appearance.
All of this was missed by Cui Rong, who was being looked at affectionately by Song Yanyi not far away. She was surrounded by happiness and tension at the same time, and stepped into the starting point of the new life she had always dreamed of.
In the wedding hall, according to ancient traditional customs, the two completed the wedding ceremony step by step under the witness of everyone. Every bow was an expectation and commitment to their future life together.
Although Cui Rong was escorted into the bridal chamber, the noise outside was still ringing in her ears, and she felt both excited and confused.
After making all the arrangements, Song Yanyi gently told her of his plan to leave. His tone held a meticulous concern that was rarely seen in normal times, which surprised Cui Rong. She nodded subconsciously. That gentleness was like a ray of light that illuminated her heart, but it also made her vaguely feel that something was not right. However, at this happy moment, she did not want to delve into it.
He smiled and squeezed her hand, leaving a comforting smile, then turned and left. Immediately afterwards, Xiuzhu's lively voice came from outside the door.
Cui Rong sat beside the carved bed, gently supporting the heavy phoenix crown on her head. When she heard the familiar voice, she responded softly, "Is it Xiuzhu?"
At that moment, she seemed to wake up from a dream, and real life had just begun.
"Your wedding dress is so beautiful! I heard that big brother specially ordered it from the famous embroidery workshop in Yangzhou. It uses the unique silk thread of Jiangnan. It is shiny and delicate, and the pattern is lifelike. Big brother's thoughts on you are really meticulous and good. It's enviable."
There was a gleam of envy in Xiuzhu's eyes.
She approached Cui Rong gently again, her eyes resting on the bright red veil, and asked curiously: "Don't you feel stuffy wearing such a heavy veil? Do you want me to help you take it off and let you breathe?"
His words were full of concern for his friends.
Cui Rongrong shook her head, her black hair swaying gently, and her voice was filled with helplessness and tenderness: "Not so good, after all, this is the rule, I'd better abide by it."
Thinking that this was my first time entering the Xie Mansion, I had to be cautious in everything so as not to leave a bad impression.
Seeing Cui Rongrong's hesitation, Xiuzhu decided to take action directly. She playfully lifted a corner of her red veil and said with a smile, "Then let me help you. If anyone asks, just say that I was ignorant and blame me."