Chapter 27 Wedding
This banquet was so tiring, and procrastination was endless; the east parent finished the west short, distracting Ouyang Zhong twelve points, sloppily promising the elders of the family concern and teaching, he only focused on boring drink. A cup and a cup, a pot and a pot, to the end, he has been drinking, do not know where it is now and then where it is.
A few boys assisted Ouyang Zhong in walking towards his courtyard but suddenly remembered something, scolded away the attendants around him, and walked towards the backyard by himself. This scene and his father at that time are similar, only that time his father is unintentional, while this time he has other plans.
Linghu Xian, really there, sitting alone on a small stool, looking up at the moon and counting stars, looks in a perfect mood. Ouyang, heavy in the smell of alcohol, deep a foot shallow feet towards the Linghu Xian just to put her from the back to embrace, was the Linghu Xian quickly flashed away, and he, because of too much force, fell a dog's poop.
Ouyang Zhong, who was already in a bad mood, was even more annoyed at this moment and cursed: "Heartless! You monster! I've heard it all! Why are you still bugging me? Why did you follow me to the County Lord's Mansion? Liar! Big liar!"
Linghu Xian was initially confused when she heard, "What demon? What are you talking about?"
"I heard it all in the woods that day! You were talking to a wolf who even called you a demon!" Ouyang Zhong used the strength of the wine to strengthen his courage and finally shouted out the fear he had been feeling all this time.
Linghu Xian thought momentarily before realizing what he was really up to. All of a sudden, he kicked her out and also ignored her for so long... Hoping that he had overheard the wrong information in the woods that day, ah! Black Wolf must have discovered that Ouyang Zhong was eavesdropping and didn't tell me, humph!
Linghu Xian revealed a playful smile, looking at the muddy and drunken Ouyang Zhong, who had no manners. This is where there is a wealthy family noble son, the hall of the court official Lantai order history, the prospective county extra horse harnessed by the side of a team of the side of a section of the emperor's relatives look? It is a drunken, crazy drunkard!
Linghu Xian smiled and said: "Well, the original you blame me for not telling you, my past life is a demon this matter ... Well, one is that I do not think there is much need, and the other is that my past life as a demon does not mean that I am still a demon in this life. I don't have any spells now. I'm just an ordinary person like you."
Ouyang Zhong didn't believe it and grabbed a stool to hit her, which she quickly subdued with a few dodges. He spat and shouted, "You still say you're not a demon! How come I can't always beat you?"
Linghu Xian couldn't help but laugh aloud, "If you're not as skilled as you are, don't blame others, okay? If you have the ability, you can practice again! When you're good, you'll be able to beat me."
"Then why do you always run into my dreams? Why can't I forget you no matter what?"
Linghu Xian couldn't laugh when she heard, "It's not like I'm the one who wants to do this when you always dream of me. Maybe because we knew each other in the last life." She pulled Ouyang Zhong up, and while dusting the dirt on his body, she continued, "Before, it was me who didn't remember the things of my previous life and neglected you; it was me who was wrong. I will compensate you little by little in the future. Well, it's late at night. You should go back to rest, my Grand Duke Ouyang."
The moonlight illuminated this small courtyard, and the evening breeze gently blew on Ouyang Zhong's face. The wine had sobered up, and only then did he realize how long and deep he had misunderstood Linghu Xian and how stupid and cowardly he had been. He was so ashamed that he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground. He was even more remorseful. They could still get along for at least a few months without unfounded misunderstandings. And tomorrow, he is going to get married. Does she want to see himself with other women together?
Ouyang Zhong borrowed the strength of alcohol to pretend to continue spilling, a pullover Linghu Xian tightly hugged and refused to let go. He muffled his face in Linghu Xian's shoulder: "Are you only going to drive me away and not say something nice to comfort me?"
Linghu Foxxian was suddenly saddened by this sudden embrace and said, "Linghu Foxxian wishes the young master, no, I wish that the prince consort and the princess Jiao Yang will be happily married, be united forever, and have a precious son, and I also wish that the prince consort will have a bright career, be prosperous, and have a safe life." Then, the tears from Linghu Xian's eyes could no longer be suppressed and swished down.
Ouyang Zhong was sent back to her room by Linghu Xian, and she whispered to the boy waiting outside the door to instruct the various arrangements for tomorrow morning and the many habits of the young master. The boy's head was so big that she had to say she would come over early the next day to relieve him, and the boy thanked her profusely and was grateful.
On the way back, Linghu Xian quietly walked to cry and did not dare to make any noise; tears like offline beads could not stop falling. This night will be a sleepless night.
Early the following day, the sky just dawned, and the whole house began to busy up. Linghu Xian indeed did not sleep, went back to wash his face with cold well water to compress the eyes, and then changed into a man's clothes, the hair also bundled into a man's bun, looked with a small accompanied nothing different. She packed the packages and put them into the carriage in advance. Then she went to Ouyang Zhong's room to serve.
She changed Ouyang Zhong into a complete set of gowns, and she realized that the dark reddish-colored Chinese dress he chose to wear today was indeed the one that was stained with drops of her blood before, and it was also the one that she had embroidered with her own hands. White gauze rimmed center sheet, soap clothes outer robe, and finally covered with the carefully embroidered vivid reddish gauze embroidered dress, with a jewel-encrusted belt, and the hair crown was broken to wear a gold crown that conformed to the royal wedding regulations. Linghu Xian looked at him like she was admiring a work of art she had created with her own hands, and she was even slightly pleased with herself.
Ouyang Zhong watched Linghu Xian from a daughter, disguised as a flamboyant young man, and her pair of red and slightly swollen eyes, or exposed last night's sadness. He gently stroked her eyes and cheeks, did not say anything, sighed,d and put it down. They both knew that things had come to this, and it was pointless to say anything.
The auspicious time had arrived; Ouyangg Zhong turned on his horse, surrounded by the crow. Hiss Red Flame was also dressed up with extra spirit today, and the procession welcoming the bride blew and swept towards the Princess' Mansion of the Eldest Princess of Nanling.
When they arrived at the Princess's residence, the head official started to shout to the Princess's residence, "New wife, hurry out!" Then, the bridal party and the surrounding people who came to watch the fun began to shout, "Bridegroom, rush out!"
Sitting on the horse, the groom, Ouyang Zhon,g looked calm, far from being as happy as people expected. And mixed the bridegroom's team of Linghu Xian also really can not shout those festive and lively auspicious words, only lowered his head and grumbled glumly mouth.
The crowd shouted for a long time—the bride in the mother's family, accompanied by steps slowly out. Today's Joyful Sun Sheriff is dressed elegantly; from the centerpiece to the robe to the cover, the veil's outside is all different white materials. Cloud brocade, silk, tulle, with complex embroidery patterns, that pure white without a trace of color, only the royal family can afford to wear. Princess Joyful Sun's hair was bunted from a double bun to a cloud bun facing upwards, and a pair of yellow gold steps were inserted squarely, reflecting dazzling golden light with every step. Her outfit made many of the women watching enviously drop their eyes.
Walking to the carriage, the bride was carried onto the carriage by the matchmaker's mother and sat on top of a golden saddle. People shouted, and the band again played music, knocking towards the County Lord's Mansion to perform the rite of passage. But who would have thought that this joyous scene contains a crisis?
When the people arrived at the County Lord's Mansion, many boys and girls hurriedly spread the good wool felt under the carriage, and the bride, County Lord Jiao Yang, was supported by the left and right maidservants, stepped on the felt mat and slowly walked to the hall where the ceremony was held.
The couple performs the three rites of offering to heaven and earth, paying respect to the high altar, and paying respect to the husband and wife. Then the master of ceremonies performed the ceremony of FM radio and brought out an exquisite lacquer box, on top of which there were gold and silver plates containing rice; the newlyweds each picked up chopsticks and took a bite to eat, and then the gourd ladle poured wine for each to drink.
All the ceremonies were completed, and the couple was about to be sent to the bridal chamber when an urgent report was issued. This auspicious moment was interrupted.
The royal court sent an imperial decree, and the country's king urgently summoned all the princes and ministers quickly into the palace to discuss military matters. The new emperor's son-in-law, Ouyang Zhong, who had just completed the ceremony and had yet to be sent to the bridal chamber, had to follow his father and father-in-law Ping'an Hou together to the palace to meet the saint.
Due to the vast land and forested grasslands in the north over the years, covered by one snowfall after another, no longer having the lushness that once existed, replaced by a blanket of snow that stretched for thousands of miles, the glacial period had begun. The northern tribes are nomadic horseback people; some are tough and savage; to fight for survival, the northern tribes have started a lot of killing and fighting. This time, they are even going south to invade the territory of the Central Plains.
The northern Dzungar tribe has a large army, and several million troops will move south. Their vanguard will not be half a month away from arriving at Northwatch City, the northern border of the Central Ming Kingdom. This time, the King of Dingling led his entire clan southward, wanting to seize the land and food of the Zhongming Kingdom and the most valuable black gold of the Zhongming Kingdom, the coal mines. The leader of the vanguard force is said to be the most feared Prince Tuoba Cheng of the Dingling tribe, together with the Dingling tribe's great sorcerer, the demoness Yu Sun, who is not ordinary.
This Yu Sun is not an ordinary good; it is said that this witch's magic has been perfected; she can instantly bean into soldiers but can also take the heads of enemy soldiers in the air. Rumor has it that a famous general of his country was in his tent, and a few guards saw the general's head being pulled up out of thin air, splattering blood on the spot. They are frightened that a few guards also died, crazy, crazy.
The barbarians in the north invaded, and the whole dynasty lost their minds for a while. However, one thing is sure: the border north-lookout city's weak troops must send troops to support immediately. Existing generals and commanders have been killed or injured one after another. They must send an experienced and convincing commander to keep them, or they will be scattered, and the battle will not be fought.
After several rounds of heated discussions, Wei Kongji was finally elected as the Hussar General of the border, leading the whole army to fight against the enemy. In addition to this, a deputy general was also needed. It has always been the practice of Zhongming to have a royal relative as a deputy general at the border, on the one hand, to boost the morale of the soldiers and express the determination of the royal court to work together with the generals at the front to fight against the enemy; on the other hand, it is to supervise the commander-in-chief and not to engage in any small actions, to prevent them from defecting to treason or raising an army to rebel. At this time, which imperial family should go forward to supervise the war became a new topic in the courtroom. Yet, there was not much need to argue about it because His Majesty the Emperor directly assigned the newly married county's extra horse harnessed by the side of a team, Ouyang Zhong.
The current generation of Xiao's royal family in the Zhongming Kingdom was characterized by Yin and Yang, with the men either looking sickly or dying early, and the current emperor was already approaching old age and dying. The rest of the nobles also had more women and fewer men; the women were more potent than the men. You can't send a princess to the front line to fight, can you? Therefore, the Zhongming royal family often recruited extra horses harnessed by the side of a prince to help the royal family solve their problems.
Ouyang Zhong joining the royal Xiao family at this time is a solution to the urgent needs of the royal family. Ouyang Zhong is still only the son of an official of the first rank. To go to the battlefield, whether or not to serve the country right away, is voluntary. But now married and worshiped, Ouyang Zhong has become a royal family member. He is young and capable, both military and civilian, with outstanding talent, with so many halos, this time, not he goes. Who else can go?
Ouyang Ming, at this moment, really regrets his intestines are green, his excellent end of a son; if not so married, how would he be implicated in going to the battlefield to die? The world of things changes; the machine is not half by people! I was so happy in the morning, waiting for the family to shine, but this time, the happy event was about to turn into a mourning event.
Ouyang Ming, with broken teeth and blood to swallow, had to watch his son Ouyang heavy in the courtroom in front of the face of court officials, kneeling to receive the decree to thank the grace. Then, their trembling followed the ministers to kneel together to worship the king, shouting the emperor's wisdom.
Less than forty years old, Ouyang Ming, down the dynasty, was suddenly older than a dozen years of light vicissitudes of a lot. He looked at his son without tears, but he could not say anything and did not dare to say. He wanted to take his son home and say goodbye to his whole family but suddenly remembered that he had already moved to the county master's residence and was no longer a member of his Ouyang family. Ouyang Ming genuinely wanted to slap himself a few times at this moment. He could only see his son and father-in-law living together in different directions. Ouyang Zhong still gave his father a good bow as he left; as a son's duty, he could only do his best here.
A person's life is never purely their own; sometimes it is the family elders and parents, sometimes friends and relatives, sometimes the court business, and sometimes the children and grandchildren. Now, Ouyang Zhong's life is still the life of this country and the people; he must fulfill a higher responsibility and duty, run to the battlefield, protect the family, and defend the country.
Returning to the Sheriff's Mansion, Ouyang Zhong had to pack and prepare to leave immediately. He didn't even have time to go to the bridal chamber to see his new wife. Linghu Xian heard him say the general hurried to help pack. And then their small baggage also brought, anyway, did not open, take away together.
County Lord House up and down crying into a ball, Nanling Rapunzel hugged her daughter heartbroken: "My son, how so bitter? Just married, look to be a widow, this call her young how to be good later?"
The Princess's extra horse harnessed by the side of a team, Marquis Ping'an, also known as Princess Jiao Yang's father, whispered consolingly, "If you can't do it in the future, you can get married again, it's better than letting our son go to the battlefield, right?"
Nanling Eldest Princess heard the same thing and immediately calmed down, even joyful. Her precious son is just one year younger than Ouyang Zhong. She can't let her son go to that kind of place to die. Ouyang Zhong went well, went wonderfully, at the right time, at the right moment!
Linghu Xian wrote a list, then checked and packed her traveling bag. While packing, he instructed:
"The northern border is too much cold. Beiwang City is estimated to have snowed by now, so I must prepare a few more warm clothes for you. Oh, you also need to prepare a few more pairs of boots.
You have a terrible stomach and are usually very picky, so I'll pack some millet, red dates, and longan. Yes, and your favorite lotus seeds.
I'Youon't have much time to read there, so bring one or two of your favorites! There's also a few of the literary treasures you're used to using, so I can only get the easiest ones, so Grand Duke will make do."
Looking at Linghu Xian for his own before and after the busy look, Ouyang Zhong grabbed her shoulders. He knew he could not be more intimate with her in the crowded eyes and had to do his best to refrain from saying: "This time I go, you do not wait for me ... should not come back. If ... in the next life, we can still meet again, don't ignore me and push me away like this life, okay?" Ouyang Zhong almost choked as he finished these words, tears swirling in his eyes.
Linghu Xian looked into his eyes and said calmly, "Who said I would wait for you? Who said I would push you away? Even if you drive me away this time, I won't leave!" Linghu Xian took out the short sword that Black Wolf had given her. The blade was sheathed and an absolute treasure at first glance.
She briefly danced the sword a few times and returned to Ouyang Zhong, "See? Didn't you always say that I am a demon? This sword was given to me by the black wolf in the woods that day. I'll take it and accompany you to the battlefield to cut down demons!"
"Don't be ridiculous! How can a girl like you go to a place like that? Swords are blind. What if you get hurt? I forbid you to go!" Ouyang Zhong said back very firmly.
"Hiss~" Linghu Xian sheathed his sword, then made a tackle and pressed Ouyang Zhong underneath his body, "How many times have you been my defeated general? You still have the nerve to tell me that swords have no eyes?"
Ouyang Zhong looked at this face full of playfulness and a cynical smile and suddenly realized that this look was his Ouyang Zhong's favorite, Linghu Xian.
Without any more nonsense, they hurriedly packed up their traveling clothes and assembled with all the generals at the north gate of Zongcheng City. Together, they spurred their horses and galloped all night to rush to Beiwang City.