Author: I have a pot

"Whoever I marry is a wife will harm others. The daughter of a serious family will not dare to let her down. On the contrary, people like Mei Jing are willing to marry me. They should have their plans, right?

If a person like Mei Jing gets married, let’s fight with poison. Anyway, I’m old, so according to the convention, it’s time to get married.”

Use poison to fight poison.

Xiang Suining understands Xiangguoxin's brain circuit.

He wants to get married with Mei Jing, and this kind of marriage has nothing to do with liking.

There is a sound of footsteps behind the rockery.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Xiang Suining and Xiang Guoxin hurriedly hid in a flower bush by the lake.

"Uncle, you have also seen that love. He is about the same age as Mei Jing and has talent. He is sure to be reliable in starting a family and starting a business. Mei Jing deliberately fell into the water to test him, which is purely childish."

"Yes, I've scolded her for this."

"My mother is gone, and our people are gone in the harem, so it is even harder to guess the father's mind. My uncle's military power is eroded little by little. If we don't think of a solution, I, the eldest prince, will be the future.

Without status, where can the mighty mansion remain?”

Mei Tong nodded.

"It's one thing to like or not, and getting married is another thing. When Mei Jing marrys Xiang Guoxin, we will be on the same boat with the Xiang family. The emperor values ​​Xiang Guoxin, which is only beneficial to us."

"Yes, yes."

"Let Mei Jing wait for marriage with peace of mind, the faster this matter is, the better. Avoid the nights grow and the dreams are too long, and after Xiangguoxin has been promoted to the fourth rank, there are many women in Qingcheng who want to marry him. Miss this opportunity, our way

It's even narrower."

The two of them talked and gradually drifted away.

Sure enough, there was no mistake in guessing.

With Mei Jing's family background, she will not seek marriage for no reason.

Behind me is just the military power after being attracted by Xiangguoxin.

Because of the incident at Huxin Pavilion, Mei Jing's eyes were swollen and her clothes were cut.

The palace sent another piece of clothing and said that it was to celebrate Mei Jing and agreed to have a marriage.

The best soft brocade is smooth like silk, green or purple material, as green as bamboo shoots rising from the ground after spring rain, and as purple as the color after the setting sun in summer.

They are all valuable things.

Mei Jing picked up the scissors and wanted to cut them again.

A pair of jade bracelets, a jade Guanyin, six golden hairpins of various types, and two boxes of porcelain ornaments were given in the palace.

These things are all planned to add dowry to Mei Jing. These things are probably enough for ordinary people to live their lives.

Mei Jing saw the porcelain vase full of children and grandchildren, so angry that she asked the maid to smash it. The maid dared not smash the rewards in the palace, so Mei Jing wanted to smash it himself.

"If you smashed things, don't you still want to marry?" Mei Tong came.

"Dad, you have also seen that Xiangguoxin. You don't know how to be merciful and cherish your beauty at all. What's the benefit of marrying him? If I fall into the lake, he won't save me. Wouldn't marry him let me die?"

Mei Tong pondered.

"If you don't marry him, we will all die in the future." Mei Tong was a little discouraged.

When he was leading troops in glory and galloping northwest, he never thought that one day he would use his daughter to maintain his status as a mighty Wubo family.

He never looked down on a small family like the Xiang family.

If she is not rich or expensive, then Xiang Daying is just a literati.

But now I can only marry Mei Jing with a pole.

Concubine Mei died, and Guo Cong and the Weiwu Bo Mansion were silent.

No one in the court dared to mention the idea of ​​making Guo Cong the crown prince.

The Majestic Bo Mansion is even more deserted.

A few years ago, there were not enough horse-tie stakes at the gate of the Weiwu Bo Mansion.

It was like a big dream.

The reward from the palace is to urge the marriage.

The Weiwu Bo Mansion did not dare to neglect it, and he went to the prime minister to discuss the time.

On November 15, the first snow fell in Xuanguo.

The snow came earlier this year and was particularly heavy.

When I woke up in the morning, Qingcheng Mountain in the distance was already white.

When the red lacquer door was opened, the heavy snow of goose feathers poured into people's arms.

The big red wedding dress made by Liuyunfang was worn on Mei Jing, with red all over her body, a golden hairpin of a phoenix flying on her head, a gems of a grape-sized gem, and a pair of gold bracelets with many children and blessings on her wrists.

There was a pair of warm Hetian jade bracelets, ten miles of red makeup, knocked and beaten, and the sedan chair came to the door of the Xiang family.

When the young master of the Xiang family got married, they were decorated with lights and colorful silks everywhere. The colorful silks were prepared by Tong Suiyue himself. Even the red silk flower on Xiang Guoxin's chest was also folded by Tong Suiyue himself.

The big red folding fan, the big red silk flowers, the big red veil, and the big red happy character.

The overwhelming red color is in the snow.

The prime minister's family opened the middle door and welcomed the bride into the mansion.

Xiang Guoxin almost fell asleep in the morning, but Xiang Suining called twice before getting up to pick up the bride at the Weiwu Bo Mansion.

Maybe I am not the one I like, so I can’t even get interested in going to the wedding.

The same is true for Mei Jing. When she was sitting in the sedan chair, she started to shed tears. After getting off the sedan chair, she was still crying, and her sobbing shoulders were shaking. The maid had to comfort her: "Miss, it's a happy day now,

Don't cry."

No matter whether it is prosperous or not, shed tears.

After seeing off the guests and entering the bridal chamber, Mei Jing was still wiping her tears. Her body was trembling under the red veil.

Xiang Guoxin drank some wine, but she had never felt sober.

He came to uncover Mei Jing's veil.

There are vivid mandarin ducks and wishful cloud patterns embroidered on the veil.

These Ruyi cloud patterns were also found on the clothes made by Liuyunfang.

This is Tong April's needle money.

Xiangguo's mind calmed down and lifted Mei Jing's veil.

A bed full of peanuts and walnuts.

The mothers fed the raw dumplings to the two, and they also left the scene.

After getting off the crowd, Xiang Guoxin closed the door, took off his boots, and sat on the bed.

Mei Jing was still sobbing.

Xiangguoxin did not coax him.

Thinking about the time when I fell into the lake and even drank a few sips of dirty water, Xiang Guoxin was not moved. Now that I was crying so painful, Xiang Guoxin probably didn't care at all.

Mei Jing wiped his tears and said in anger: "Wang Zhaojun married the Huns, but he still has his name in history. My mighty daughter of the Wu Bo family married you, and you will rest like this."

"What else can I do if I don't rest?" Xiang Guoxin spread out the bedding and lay down.

There was heavy snow outside the room, and it was the next day, and I didn't know how to calm down. The wind and snow pounced on the window frame, making a whistle sound, like a child's whistle, this was the sound of wind and snow spreading teeth and claws.

The charcoal fire in the copper basin was very burning, and the fiery red charcoal occasionally made a light sound, the heat in the room, all kinds of fruits on the long table were available, a pair of big red candles burned vigorously, and the fire was long on the fingers

Light the house as daytime.

Xiangguoxin turned over.

After a day of hard work, I was a little tired.

"You got married with me, are you? Did you marry me and see me?" Mei Jing couldn't sit still anymore. She got up early in the morning to wear it. She was tired now, but Xiang Guoxin was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she got to know her.

She can't sleep.

"Then let's have a rest together." Xiang Guoxin turned over.

Mei Jing shrank into the quilt, like a shrimp.

"Will you treat me well in the future?" Mei Jing asked.

"If you get something in the future, you can't tell me." Xiang Guoxin thought about something.

This perfunctory statement.

Mei Jing's warm body was in his arms, and the beauty was in her arms, but Xiangguo's heart was not moved.
To be continued...