Seeing that everyone had calmed down, Wang Tongru cleared his throat and continued: "There are saints in the country, and there are masters in the states and counties. Our small village should also promote them. In the future, whether it is business, offense or defense, there will be a leader."
After observing for the past few days, the little old man only felt that Guan Yishi was decisive in handling matters, well-organized, and had good martial arts skills. Therefore, the little old man recommended Guan Yishi to be our upright person, and from then on, he followed the rules and prohibited them.
I wonder if you fellow villagers have any objections?" Everyone said very well, and Yang Sanlang, Niu Chong and the regiment training soldiers were all excited and started making noises.
Guan Dashi was quite surprised and bowed his hands to Wang Tongru: "My father-in-law is serious. Dashi is a rough man and cannot hold an official position. Don't make fun of me! But my father-in-law is very popular among the villagers in his old age and can be a front-line commander for us."
"He gave in again and again.
Wang Tongru came up and grabbed Guan Dashi's hand, and was quite excited: "Guan Yishi has been welcomed by everyone. Don't say such words again, which will upset the hearts of the villagers. This old man is about to die. If he can live one more day, he will earn it."
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Guan Dashi saw that everyone was looking at him, and if he refused to step down, he would pretend to be so. So he raised his hands and said, "Thanks to the support of all the villagers, I, Guan Dashi, will take on this important task!" Everyone praised him, and Guan Dashi said again.
, "The first thing I'm thinking about is to give our village a name so that our regiment can train and come and go. It would be nice to have a 'number'. I wonder if the villagers have any good names? You might as well say,
Let’s discuss it, everyone.”
When everyone heard him mention this matter, they realized that although it was important, it was not a big deal, and they all offered their opinions and suggestions. Some said it was called "Dashi Valley", some said it was called "Guangu Village", and some said it was called "Qingxi Valley"
I've been arguing about it, but in the end I can't come to a conclusion.
Yang Sanlang saw that although everyone was arguing, it was mostly a joke, but Guan Dashi let it go. After thinking about it, he said: "I have a good name! My three brothers are all from Yangliu Village outside Luoyang City. Now, although Zhuangzi
It was burned down by the bandits, but the three brothers and I miss it all the time. After thinking about it, why not call this valley 'Yangliu Villa'?"
"Okay! Good! Good! It is both elegant and popular, simple and easy to remember. Brother Sanlang is actually so talented!" Wang Tongru, who was just now, was the first to clapped his hands and said with a smile.
Everyone in the valley schoolyard also applauded, and even some hecklers shouted: "What a good name for the groom!" They all agreed, which made Yang Sanlang and Lu Qiuniang really embarrassed.
While talking and laughing, it was getting late, and everyone went back to the hut by themselves, and started cooking while the daylight was still there. For a while, smoke curled up from the kitchens of every household, and a vibrant "Spring Dwelling in the Mountains" appeared in the mountains and forests.
During this time, the newly completed "Willow Villa" created a pure land in this turbulent world to protect the refugees who had escaped.
The Shangyuan Festival used to be one of the most lively festivals in the prosperous dynasty. On this morning, Guan Dashi gathered a group of soldiers in the valley school field to train, and seriously boasted about the ancestral sword skills, spear skills, spear skills, and halberd skills.
Fan then ordered Yang Sanlang and Niu Chong to take out the stone spears they had made before, and divided the spears one by one, and asked everyone to practice from the horse stance. The practice lasted for more than an hour before it ended.
When they were about to leave, Guan Dashi stopped Yang Sanlang and said, "Today is a good day for Brother Sanlang. You don't need to come to the school grounds tonight." When the others heard this, Niu Chong took the lead and started another squeeze.
On Lu Qiuniang's side, under the help of several sisters-in-law and aunts, she painted her beautiful eyebrows with charcoal, ground millet to make her forehead yellow, and wore coarse cloth as her lower garment.
A piece of pomegranate red roving was put on Qiuniang's head, and the makeup was completed. At this time, an aunt was on the side, and she pulled off a piece of crimson cloth, tied it into a round fan with bamboo wood, and handed it to her.
.Lu Qiuniang thanked her repeatedly.
Yang Sanlang was squeezed by a group of regiment training soldiers and was about to drill into the hut with a stone spear. However, he was stopped by two sisters-in-law. They said that according to the wedding customs, the groom and the bride were not allowed to meet before the ceremony. So he was
The regiment training soldiers led by Niu Chong caught up and took them to another hut to "change clothes".
At nearly noon, Guan Dashi and Wang Tongru were sitting in the main hall of a thatched cottage. A regiment of military drills carried Yang Sanlang into the main hall first. They saw that Yang Sanlang's eyebrows, under the nose, and on the cheeks... were all painted thickly black with charcoal.
, looking like a majestic Hu man, the villagers inside and outside the hall couldn't help but laugh. At this time, Lu Qiuniang was covering her face with a fan, and came over with the support of a group of women. Niu Chong was in the same class
The regiment training soldiers shouted at the head: "The bride is here——!" The villagers looked at it one after another, and they were all full of praise.
The two of them were standing in the main hall, wondering what was going to happen next. A few aunts scattered some millet and millet at their feet. Niu Chong had already shouted from the side: "Bow down to heaven and earth - good luck and good luck."
——!" The two of them rushed outside the hall and worshiped respectfully.
Niu Chong then shouted: "Two bows to the high hall - long life and good fortune -" The two turned around again and bowed to Guan Dashi and Wang Tongru.
"Husband and wife bow to each other - for eternity -" Niu Chong shouted again. The two stood facing each other, but they were stunned for a moment before they bowed down. Lu Qiuniang felt a "bang" on her forehead, which hurt slightly. Only then did she know that Yang
Saburo was pushed deliberately by a regiment training soldier and bumped into him. He was angry and funny at the same time. The spectators laughed even more.
Niu Chong laughed for a long time, then remembered his duty, stopped laughing and said: "Send him to the bridal chamber - full of descendants -" At this time, everyone gathered around a pair of men and walked towards Yang Sanlang's hut.
When the two were pushed into the hut by a group of villagers, Yang Sanlang turned around and quickly bolted the door. Niu Chong and others laughed and knocked on the door outside, scolding them such as "forgetting friends after seeing sex" and "burning bridges across rivers".
The two of them just turned a deaf ear to the words. When they turned around, they saw a wooden plate on the wooden table, which contained a pair of small scissors, a thin red rope, and a smooth wooden stick. Yang Sanlang then
She picked up the scissors, cut off a lock of hair, and put it on a plate. Lu Qiuniang also took the scissors, cut off a lock of hair, put it together with Yang Sanlang's, tied it with a red rope, and put it in her arms.
At this time, the two of them sat sideways on a bench. Yang Sanlang picked up the wooden stick from the wooden plate and lifted up Lu Qiuniang's red gauze. However, a round fan covered her face tightly. Yang Sanlang smiled.
"Aren't you willing to let it go?" Lu Qiuniang slowly took off the fan and revealed her radiant face. Her eyes met each other with infinite tenderness. Yang Sanlang stared at it blankly and murmured: "Qiuniang... so beautiful...
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After being watched for so long, Lu Qiuniang became a little tired, and then she coughed: "Brother Sanlang, go quickly! Wash your face, does it look good? We...it's time to go out and reward the guests." Yang Sanlang just stood up and wiped his face.
After washing away the charcoal marks, I took Qiuniang's hand again, and the soft and boneless touch turned into an electric current that spread throughout my body, making me feel numb and comfortable all over.
The two of them walked out hand in hand, and the eavesdropping crowd around the door dispersed in a hurry, imitating the conversation between the two of them with strange noises. Yang Sanlang protected Lu Qiuniang behind him, and laughed with them for a while before getting out of his arms.
He took out a small bundle and opened it. It was full of pecans, pine nuts, hazelnuts, etc., and asked Lu Qiuniang to distribute it to everyone.
At this time, the women in the village had brought wooden trays over. Bowls of meat porridge were much thicker than usual. They were also distributed to everyone, and a simple wedding banquet came to an end.
Yang Sanlang brought Lu Qiuniang to Guandashi Thatched Cottage. Wang Tongru had not left yet, and the two were still talking in the main room. Yang Sanlang came in and said, "Brother Dashi! They say that an elder brother is like a father. I just understand it today! I brought my bride today."
Come and say hello, may your brother be in good health and may your ambition be rewarded!" After hearing this, Wang Tongru nodded repeatedly.
Guan Dashi stood up and said with a smile: "Brother Sanlang is like this, but you have seen it outside! This is how a brother should be. But these words, I am afraid your younger brothers and sisters taught you these words?" Yang Sanlang suddenly looked embarrassed.
Qiuniang then smiled and said, "Brother Dashi is aware of everything! My sister also thanked me here." Guan Dashi told the two of them something like "live a good life from now on" and "share joys and sorrows together", and then they dispersed after a while.
In the evening, Yang Sanlang went to the valley school ground again. Lu Qiuniang was already used to it, so she didn't say anything. However, the school ground tonight lacked a lot of serious atmosphere. The training regiments stood in a twisted pile, laughing and joking about Yang Sanlang. Guan
Not only did Dashi not prohibit it, he also participated in it. Yang Sanlang once again experienced the special treatment of the groom's official.
In the hut, a red candle stood at the foot of the kang. The flames danced and the shadow of the candle flickered red. Lu Qiuniang was sitting uneasily on the kang. Her heart was uneasy and her whole body felt weak. It was the first time she felt that this hut was so strange... and novel.
!Recalling the methods of sexual intercourse that my aunts taught me in the morning, I suddenly felt ashamed. My heart was pounding uncontrollably, and I was about to jump out of my head. All I could think about was "What if the couple is going to have sex?"
Wear clothes and lie down together." "It turns out that getting married is so embarrassing." "If I had known this, I wouldn't have agreed to anything." "It may hurt a little on the first night, but it will get better gradually." "It's now done, but what should I do?"
Confusing thoughts like this can make you feel overwhelmed at the moment.
When the door creaked, Yang Sanlang came in with a stone spear in hand. "Back?" Lu Qiuniang forced herself to calm down and asked proactively, but she heard her own voice tremble a little.
Yang Sanlang responded, put down the stone spear, took off his outer robe and put it on the table. When he saw Lu Qiuniang sitting in the inner room, he became excited again. After a slight hesitation, he plucked up the courage to walk in. Only one side of the kang was visible.
There were two small gourd ladles, with some water shallowly filled in the gourds. He knew that they were wine syrup used to combine the wine. He calmed down, picked up the two gourd ladles, sat down next to Qiuniang, and put one in the gourd ladle.
The gourd and gourd were handed over.
Lu Qiuniang took it tremblingly, and saw Yang Sanlang looking at her with burning eyes, and her cheeks flushed again. Then she followed Yang Sanlang's arms and drank. The ceremony of joining the union was successfully completed.
The two sat on the edge of the Kang, silent for a long time. Lu Qiuniang was suddenly startled, but her hands were snatched away by Yang Sanlang. He held them in his hands and rubbed them. He couldn't help but spat: "You frivolous kid..." Yang Sanlang didn't say anything either.
, just clenched it tighter. Lu Qiuniang said shyly: "I swear...you...you must also say it..." Yang Sanlang stopped moving, wondering what weird thing the bride was going to do.
Come.
Lu Qiuniang then said: "I, Lu Qiuniang (Yang Sanlang), have married you (you) today. We will never leave each other and share weal and woe! We live on the same pillow and die on the same acupuncture point. If you don't violate these words, heaven and earth will learn from each other!" Yang Sanlang followed.
She solemnly said this oath. Although she didn't fully understand it, she still felt the true love, so she secretly promised herself that she would never betray her.
After Lu Qiuniang finished speaking, she slowly lay down, a tear rolled down from the corner of her eye, and fell into the darkness... Yang Sanlang extinguished the red candle and pressed it on... One night, yin and yang were in harmony, fish and water were in harmony, no need to say more.