Qin Official

Noble weddings in the Zhou and Qin Dynasties had their own set of rules, such as asking for names, asking for names, accepting gifts, accepting taxes, etc. These procedures have been completed by Heifu in the past few months: he asked the old general Wang Jian to accept the gifts for him. After talking to matchmakers, Wang and Heihu had a good relationship, and Wang Jian readily agreed.

But the next question about her name was a little embarrassing for Najib. After Ye agreed to get married, Wang Jian had to ask Hei Fu for the woman's birth date and date of birth. Hei Fu had to bring the woman's name and birth date to the ancestors. Divination in the temple...

At this, Heifu, an eighth-generation poor peasant, could only roll his eyes.

"The ancestral temple, what is that?"

He could only rush to build an ancestral temple in his new house and replace it with his unmasked old man and his ancestors.

He knew the name of his cheap dad, but people a few generations earlier didn't know his name, and his mother couldn't answer him, so Heifu could only make it up with his eyes closed.

So he wrote on the tablet with a stroke of his pen:

"My grandfather's name is Chongba, my great-grandfather's name is Wusi, my great-grandfather's name is Chuyi..."

In this way, at least four tablets were gathered, which could cope with Naji's gift. However, Zhang Cang, a famous general, looked at these strange things for a moment. He remembered the "abacus" that Heifu asked the craftsmen to make, and thought it was a family Xueyuan asked curiously:

"Both your ancestor and father are good at numeracy?"

Hei Fu shook his head: "My family is poor and I don't have a surname, so I can choose my name at will, either by brother, uncle, uncle, or by date of birth."

Zhang Han, Zhang Cang and others looked at each other in confusion. They wanted to laugh but couldn't. They felt more and more how difficult it was for Hei Fu to get to where he is today...

At the same time, I felt that compared to Chongba, May 4th, and Grade 1, "Heifu" sounded like a formal name.

"During the Spring and Autumn Period, Duke Huan of Zhou was still called Black Shoulder, and Duke Cheng of Jin was called Black Butt..." The erudite Zhang Cang started researching, his fat face full of seriousness.

According to the etiquette, on the night of the wedding, the groom's family should "summon his fellow villagers for wine and food", and the fellow members of the township party should come with gifts to congratulate him, and at the same time, they should gather a carriage to help Hei Husband welcome the bride. Zhang Han, Zhang Cang, Gong Ao and other old friends all arrived to help Heifu.

Today, Mr. Hei is wearing a royal robe, silk clothes, silk clothes, and silk belt. This is the groom's attire. He himself rides in a black lacquered car, and in the car sits Zhang Cang, who is skilled in etiquette and acts as the "excommunicator." There are two auxiliary cars at the back, driven by Zhang Han and Cheng Shang, who have higher status. In addition, there are women's carriages decorated with curtains, driven by Jing.

A group of people drove a high-cart to Nei Shiteng's mansion. It was almost dusk. There were torches in front of them and drummers and music behind them. The people who had gone to the market on the roadside knew that a noble man was getting married. , all stopped to bow and congratulate.

Heifu did not strictly follow the etiquette of this era. He asked Gong Ao, Ji Ying and others to distribute brown sugar wrapped in paper to the people on the roadside from the car behind, thanking them for coming, and treating it as wedding candy. This move triggered a burst of cheers, and the children shouted for sweets and happily followed the wedding car to the outside of Neishi's mansion...

The expelled Zhang Cang got out of the car and filed a complaint. After a while, Nei Shiteng, wearing a Xuanduan dress, came outside the gate.

Perhaps because his only daughter was about to get married, Nestern, who agreed to the marriage, seemed to be in a bad mood with a stern face, but he still followed the etiquette and bowed to the west. Heifu quickly got out of the car and bowed to the east.

Just like this, step by step, he finally entered the door of the Ye family's ancestral temple. Hei Fu presented the wild goose that he had held for a long time as a gift, and then bowed to Ji's head. This meant that he reported to the Ye family's ancestors that he would marry their granddaughter. gone.

Ye Teng said slowly: "The Ye family is derived from the surname Mi of the Chu State. Zhuanxu is the distant ancestor and respects Ye Gong and Zhu Liang of the Spring and Autumn Period as the ancestor."

"Everyone says that Ye Gong likes dragons, and a good husband is like a dragon, not a dragon."

"I admire your talents, but I still feel weird when I think of you marrying my daughter... I just hope you can treat her well."

After sighing, Ye Teng stepped aside, revealing the bride waiting outside the temple door.

It is not the bright red dress favored by later generations, but the plain dress corresponding to Heifu Xuanyi. The lining is velvet, with wide sleeves and long pendants. There is a maid behind him to help carry it. Today, Ye Zijin has her hair tied up like a woman, and her head is covered with hair. She was wearing exquisite gold and jade jewelry, but only a light makeup on her face. A few steps away, Hei Fu could only see her face above the bridge of her nose, because the bride was holding a "magpie fan" with gorgeous feathers to cover her mouth and nose.

This magpie fan is equivalent to the red hijab in later generations. Fortunately, Hei Fu can see her eyes, which are wise yet smart, and there is a hint of shyness when their eyes meet.

After another warning from her father and mother, the bride bowed to her parents and ancestors, followed the black husband, and walked out step by step.

Ye Teng did not send it out and stood in the temple, feeling a little lost.

When my daughter leaves the house, she becomes someone else’s family...

"Sir, all the ancestors of the Ye family, I only hope that the decision I made is the right one!"

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"The long night is still young, the court is burning with light. I read the words of a gentleman, and wear mysterious clothes. He is beautiful, Meng Jiang, and the sound of Luan is general. His face is like Shunhua, just like Qingyang. Holding the hand of the son, I am with him..."

The groom has welcomed the bride back to the mansion, and melodious wedding music resounded inside and outside the mansion.

As a newly wealthy man in Xianyang, the wedding of Hei Fu, the concubine of the right concubine, was very lively. Although there were some guests with ill intentions who wanted to see this poor boy make a fool of himself at the ceremony, Zhang Cang, a scholar who was skilled in etiquette and music, helped to take care of it as a "guest". , on the contrary, the noble wedding banquet was held in a solemn and elegant manner, and no one could find fault with it.

The wedding etiquette is complicated, but every step is indispensable, because it is quite different from that of later generations, and Hei Fu also feels that it is very novel.

For example, from the middle of the parade of Hei Fu's house to the main hall of the wedding banquet, the bride still said nothing, holding a magpie fan, and followed behind Hei Fu. After arriving at the main hall, Hei Fu would turn around and face her. A heavy ceremony is performed, and the bride returns the favor.

This was arranged by Zhang Cang. "When the wife arrives, the son-in-law bows to the wife before entering." In every marriage, the new husband first salutes the bride and then enters the room to complete the ceremony.

The colors of the wedding hall are mainly black and white. A modern person who doesn't know the preferences of Qin people might think that this is a funeral! The groom is dressed in black, and the bride is dressed in plain clothes, elegant and solemn, a bit like a wedding dress, and they are sitting together on the table.

The first thing to start is the "quenching fan". The black husband invites the bride to sit down and takes the magpie fan that she has been holding for a long time, which is equivalent to the lifting of the hijab in later generations.

Behind the colorful feathers is the face of a beautiful girl, with the purity of a seventeen-year-old girl, and the woman's hair accessories make her charming.

Seeing this, the guests also praised the "talented man and the beautiful woman". Of course, it is unknown whether anyone secretly cursed "the black pig and the white pig". Hei Fu didn't care, and even couldn't wait.

The waiter came over with a copper yi filled with water and gave them guàn, that is, washing their hands.

The two hands reached in together. Hei Fu's hands were black, the leaves were white, and the copper ring was not big. It was inevitable that they would touch each other. When their skins touched, Hei Fu found that under the light of the lamp, the bride's face was a little crimson...

After washing hands, first eat cooked and sticky millet rice, and then eat together. Cut off thin roasted pork, dip it in the sauce and slurp it, then rinse your mouth with rice wine, and then come to the last step: combining the noodles. drink.

The gourd was divided into two, and the wine was served separately. The two took it, and then faced each other face to face for the first time, with their eyes facing each other. They did not exchange glasses like later generations, but just exchanged the gourd in their hands and drank it down in one gulp!

The taste buds taste the bitterness, but after swallowing, there is a sweet aftertaste. The gourd is bitter, so the wine used to hold it must be bitter. The gourd is divided into two, which symbolizes that the couple has become one through the wedding and shares the joys and sorrows.

Hei Fu found that after the bride drank, her lips were moist and there were still some wine beads in the corners of her mouth. She licked them gently and quietly, and found Hei Fu staring at her. She smiled slightly and returned to her quiet and solemn look.

After drinking, the bride and groom stood up amidst the noise of the guests. The foreplay came to an end, and then there was only "jun (jun) and rèn (rèn)" left, which is commonly known as the bed-joining ceremony. It officially became Couple.

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The waiter came out holding a candle, the door was gently closed, and after the snickering gradually faded away, there were only two people left in the room.

In the bedroom, there are tripods, statues and other dining utensils, as well as dozens of incense candles as thick as arms, making the bridal chamber bright.

Hei Fu looked back at the bride who was sitting on the wedding couch, wringing her hands and saying nothing. Her "wedding dress", that is, the scenery coat draped outside, had been taken off by the maid, leaving only the plain white robe. Under the candlelight, it is heart-warming.

He also took off his heavy outer clothes, walked over and said with a smile, "You haven't said a word since I personally welcomed you. Could it be that you don't want to get married?"

"it's not true."

Ye Zijin quickly explained: "It's just that I didn't dare to say too much during the wedding ceremony, for fear of being laughed at by the guests."

Then, perhaps to mediate the ambiguous and awkward atmosphere, she told a joke that was widely circulated in the Central Plains.

A man in the state of Wei married a new daughter-in-law. When the bride got on the carriage, she asked, "Who owns the horses that pull the harness on both sides?" The coachman said, "They borrowed them." The bride said to the coachman, "Hit the horses on both sides, but not the horse in the middle that drives the shaft."

When the car arrived at the door of her husband's house, as soon as the bride was helped out of the car, she told the bridesmaid: "Quickly put out the fire in the stove, be careful of fire."

She walked into the house and saw a stone mortar on the ground, and said, "Move it out of the window quickly and put it here to prevent people from walking back and forth."

When her husband's family heard this, they couldn't help but laugh at her. There is nothing wrong with these three sentences, but they are inevitably ridiculed. That is because the bride has not yet married into her husband's family, but she acts like a hostess and says some things that she should not say.

"I don't think the Patriotic bride is ridiculous."

Heihu calmly sat down next to the bride and said, "Maybe she loves her fiancé so much that she considers herself the hostess before the wedding ceremony is completed."

"My beloved..." The bride used this title for the first time. She lowered her head and said, "My beloved seems to be very independent. He doesn't seem like a woman who likes to talk a lot. I don't want to annoy you."

"It depends on what you are talking about. In the boudoir, I would like to hear more from you."

Black on the outside and sweet on the inside like brown sugar, Heifu began to show his talents. He kept praising the bride's sweet voice. He never forgot it after hearing it for the first time on the last festival. He also praised her appearance and posture, which became more and more beautiful as she grew older.

The bride's face turned redder and redder, and the more the husband praised her, the more restless he became. He would hold her hand or flip her hair, getting closer and closer, and his breathing would become faster. Of course, it was natural to complete the last procedure. .

Fear, worry, shyness, all kinds of emotions made the bride catch the hand that Hei Fu was holding around her waist, preventing him from taking the next step.

"What?" Hei Fu was already holding the beauty in his arms and whispered in her ear: "Do you want me to blow out the candles?"

"Don't..." The bride was originally very nervous, but she couldn't help laughing when she heard these words. She couldn't help but threw herself into Hei Fu's arms and laughed for a long time.

"What are you laughing at?" Heifu felt confused.

The girl raised her head and looked at his bronze face. Although the black man was dark, he was not ugly. Instead, he had some masculine beauty that Qin people appreciated.

She looked away: "It's too rude, I dare not say it."

"Say it quickly." Heifu didn't let her go and hugged her waist again. He was getting more and more excited.

"If I say so, I hope my beloved won't be surprised."

"No wonder, no wonder, what can't be said between husband and wife behind the veil of the boudoir?" Hei Fu liked the current atmosphere very much.

After receiving Heifu's assurance, Ye Zijin leaned close to his ear and whispered.

"I'm afraid that if I turn out the lights and sit indoors at dusk, I won't be able to see my beloved..."

Heifu was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing.

"OK!"

He stood up suddenly and stared at the innocent-looking girl, looking at her narrow eyes, beautiful face, slender neck, and slender waist under the silk clothes...

Hei Fu was so angry that he stopped blowing the lamp. He pulled the curtains on the bed, pushed her weak shoulders and pinned her down on the bed.

Although his hands were gentle, the words in his mouth were very fierce:

"How dare you make fun of your husband because he is black? Today I will show you what black is really!"

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On the wedding night, the lights in the bedroom stayed on until dawn...