This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 61 Why Do You Call Me Official Too?
Zhao Zhen stretched out his chubby hand, took out a peach from the fruit basket, looked over and over again, and said, "Indeed, this peach was freshly picked, and the stubble is still dripping with sap. But in late autumn, it is really rare to have fresh peaches."

Liu Chuanzhi bent down and said with a smile, "Just now, Daoist Lu gave us two baskets of fruits, and the servants shared one basket, so it shouldn't be poisonous."

"It was given to you, not to me." Zhao Zhen shook his head helplessly: "I guess I am the least prestige of all the emperors. If Zhao wants to refuse, he will refuse, and if there is something delicious, he will not think about it. Send me some first."

"The official family, you can't say that." Liu Chuanzhi hurriedly said, "This is an expression of our Song people respecting you and not being afraid of you. Since Emperor Yan and Huang up to now, there have been countless overlords, but the official family alone is 'benevolent'. It is estimated that in the future They are all unique.”

"Hahahahaha." Zhao Zhen was quite happy when he heard this, pointed to Liu Chuanzhi, and smiled helplessly: "A flattery!"

Liu Chuanzhi bent down and laughed dryly.

Zhao Zhen put the peaches back in the basket.

Liu Chuanzhi asked curiously, "Why don't the officials eat peaches? Don't you often have headaches?"

"Since it can cure all diseases, bring it to Xiao Yao to eat. He is weak." After that, Zhao Zhen picked up the fruit basket and walked to the inner palace, and said at the same time, "Go and invite two imperial doctors to come over for me."

"Follow the order." After Liu Chuanzhi bent down, he walked out quickly.

After Lu Sen sent out two baskets of fruits, he continued his regular life.

In fact, he had anticipated the fact that his reputation had spread to the palace.

As more and more people come into contact with oneself, this is inevitable and it is nothing more than the difference between earlier and later.

And the matter of refusing the edict, he has already thought about it.

Under normal circumstances, there is no danger in rejecting Zhao Zhen's edict in the Northern Song Dynasty.

But not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, what if Zhao Zhen of this time and space is not right?
With this idea in mind, Lu Sen, who has always been salty fish, began to dig a hole quietly with Hei Zhu and Ringo.

There is no need to worry that the excavated soil will be discovered by others. With the special ability of the wooden shovel and the wooden pickaxe, the soil will be directly turned into adobe bricks, and then stored in Lu Sen's backpack.

Before digging, Lu Sen also made a plan. How many vents do you need?Where is it safe and hidden?Then the number and orientation of the supporting bearing columns, etc., are relatively detailed rules.

But it's only relative, because he didn't study architecture, he just played architecture games in the game, and roughly knows a little bit of fur.

So in the next life, Lu Sen and others lived a very fulfilling life.

During the day, Lu Sen practiced calligraphy and Qi, and at night he spent three hours digging holes in the mountains with torches.

Heizhu and Ringo went to school during the day, and then had to practice Qi, and at night dig a hole in the mountain with Lu Sen.

It seems to be quite tiring, but this kind of life intensity is just a very easy job for Heizhu and Ringo.

In fact, most of the digging work was done by the two of them.

Lu Sen is responsible for planning and monitoring the progress of the project, as well as avoiding excessive errors.

As time passed, the official edict came every half a month or so, but Lu Sen refused every time.

In this way, Lu Sen's reputation is also getting bigger and bigger. After all, those who dare to refuse so many official edicts are generally people with some skills.

In addition to Zhao Zhen's edict, the Cao brothers and Zhe Saburo often came to Lu Sen's door.

In fact, they don't care whether they take raw vegetables and fruits back, they just want to get in touch with each other and have no other intentions.

Compared with the Cao brothers, Zhe Saburo was much more comfortable in Lu Sen's yard.

Because now he is already half of Lu Sen's relatives. After all, 'a matchmaker is better than a relative', this is a saying that has been paid attention to in ancient and modern times.

And Zhe Laoqi really did a good job.

Three books and six ceremonies, all of which were done properly by him, Lu Sen would go to the Yang family occasionally to show his face.

At this time, there are still five days before the date of marriage.

Yang Jinhua was sitting in the boudoir, and across from her was the crying Zhao Bilian.

"Say five days to give me an answer, five days and five days, now you have four days to get married, and you haven't given me an answer yet." Zhao Bilian glared at Yang Jinhua angrily: "Will you not let me marry you? Give it a shot now."

Yang Jinhua was very helpless.

How about a woman who is willing to share her future husband with others, not even a good sister.

Just thinking about the conditions she had heard from the Prince of Runan County, once she was willing to accept Zhao Bilian as a dowry maid, the Yang family would get two good properties, and this time the dowry was all covered by the Prince of Runan County, as well as her eldest brother. If there is military merit, the Runan County King will help to say things in the courtroom.

The conditions offered were excellent, and the Runan County King also kept his posture very low, giving the Yang family enough face.

But... Yang Jinhua just felt unhappy.

So he pushed the time to reply to now, thinking to himself, as long as Zhao Bilian's strength was over, she would definitely not want to be a dowry maid.

After all, people at the level of the county master should be reluctant to suddenly become a maid.

However, she did not expect that Zhao Bilian's hatred for marriage was much stronger than she imagined.

"You have no status as a dowry maid." Yang Jinhua said lightly.

"I know."

"You have to bring tea and water to people, and serve those who dress and wash your feet."

"I'll wash your feet now." Zhao Bilian stood up and went to the inner room to draw warm water.

She has come to Yang Mansion a lot of times, and she is very familiar with it.

"Alas." Yang Jinhua sighed and grabbed Zhao Bilian's hand sideways: "Forget it, I promise you."

"Really?"

Yang Jinhua nodded.

"Then I'll go back immediately to get my father ready."

Zhao Bilian stopped crying immediately, she wiped away the tears, hugged Yang Jinhua gently, and turned around and left the room.

Yang Jinhua sat in the room, motionless for a long time.

After the meeting, Mu Guiying pushed open the door and came in. She sat opposite Yang Jinhua, holding her daughter's hands, and said with a bit of heartache: "I saw Bi Lian go out happily just now. It seems that you agreed to her."

Yang Jinhua nodded.

"You don't have to be so wronged." Mu Guiying touched Yang Jinhua's hair and said softly, "Neither the old lady nor I mean to force you."

"My daughter knows." Yang Jinhua lowered her eyelids slightly: "But my daughter also knows better, the Yang family is not as good as before. The old lady is facing the pressure of the outside world and does not dare to relax for a moment. Mother, you are always on guard. Li rushed to kill, not afraid of life and death, just wanted to help the Yang family get some fame back. Only the daughter can't do anything, and can't help the family."

Mu Guiying smiled and said, "Fool, you are the one who plays the biggest role right now. You like Lu Xiaolang and you have successfully married him. This is the best foreign aid for our Yang family."

"My daughter married Lu Lang not to help the family. I don't have that kind of mind."

"Mother is clear." Mu Guiying smiled and said, "But you did help us, and you have seen the dowry gift from Lu Lang. Those five accessories can be used for our Yang family with a little operation. Let's come here with great reinforcement. What's more, Lu Xiaolang will be our son-in-law in the future, a family. Anyone who wants to deal with our Yang family must consider Lu Xiaolang, whether they can afford it, or whether it is worth it. ."

When Yang Jinhua heard this, she asked with a bit of inferiority: "Does Lu Lang think that his daughter wants to marry him because of this kind of thinking?"

"Of course not. Lu Xiaolang is a decent person and doesn't want to think about things like this. My daughter just liked Lu Xiaolang's face, so she was willing to marry."

Yang Jinhua was a little shy when she heard the words, and nodded lightly.

Different from Yang Jinhua's uneasy mood, Zhao Bilian couldn't be happier.

She is a simple person after all, and she won't think so much like Yang Jinhua and Pang Meier.

This also has something to do with her slightly lower IQ.

Of course, this is also purely a performance, depending on the audience's views and perspectives.

She came back from Yang's house humming a song, and as soon as she got home, she went straight to her father's study. As soon as she opened the door, she saw her father chatting with a fat man inside.

The fat man was still sitting in his father's seat, while his father was standing aside.

She was stunned for a moment, and then felt that the fat man was very familiar. After thinking about it for a while, she remembered that she had seen his portrait, and immediately bowed slightly, saying, "Little girl Bilian has seen the official family."

"Don't be too polite, niece." Zhao Zhen said with a smile: "I didn't come out wearing a dragon robe. Now I'm just your sixth uncle, the elder of the Zhao family."

"Little girls don't dare." Zhao Bilian was a little nervous.

"What's the matter with you, Bilian?" asked the Prince of Runan, who was on the side.

Zhao Bilian smiled slightly: "Sir, Jinhua agreed."

When the Duke of Runan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I understand for my father, you should step back first, and I will finish everything tomorrow."

Zhao Bilian hummed, took a few steps back slowly, and then helped to close the study door.

The room was quiet again, Zhao Zhen took a sip of clear tea, and said, "The basket of fruits was eaten more than two months ago, and Xiao Yao's body is getting better every day. Several imperial doctors who have taken his pulse for him have said that Xiao Yao's health is getting better and better every day. Yao's qi and blood are very strong, and it's not much like ordinary people. So, cousin, you don't have to worry, I will take Shu'er away again."

The Prince of Runan County smiled bitterly: "Weichen dare not think like that."

"It is said that it is just chatting among relatives, and there are no monarchs and ministers."

The Duke of Runan didn't want to take up this topic, and said slowly: "The official family, so you came to find Wei Chen this time, is it something related to Lu Xiaolang?"

"Yeah." Zhao Zhen flicked his finger on the table lightly: "I heard that Lu Xiaodaoren didn't send out many invitations."

"Yes." Runan County King nodded: "We have asked Zhe Laoqi about this matter, and it seems that he has only issued less than ten. It seems that it is because Lu Xiaolang doesn't know many people in Bianjing City."

"You should have." Zhao Zhen asked with a smile.

The Prince of Runan nodded.

"In the afternoon of the day when Lu Xiaoren got married, I'll go with you to the groom's banquet."

At this time, the banquet is divided into men and women. The women usually put it in the morning and eat after the wedding.

The man's banquet is held in the afternoon, and it is not eaten until the bride is greeted.

Normally, the man and the woman invite each other, but there are some people who know both men and women, so they take advantage of the opportunity to miss the banquet time of the two parties, so that these people can run on both parties at the same time.

"It's not good." The Prince of Runan made a bitter face: "At that time, there were mixed people, in case there were bad people!"

"Cousin, what are you joking about?" Zhao Zhen looked like you were teasing me: "As far as I know, Lu Xiaolang's invitations are all from nobles, and there are only ten households, so where are the bad guys from? Just tell me, can you help me with this?"

The Prince of Runan County got a headache when he heard it: "Guanjia, are you not afraid that when you meet Bao Xiren at that time, he will point at you again and spit on your face?"

"Hey, that day was a big day for Daoist Lu, and Daoist Lu was the savior of Bao Aiqing's only son." Zhao Zhen said happily: "I don't believe it anymore, even if Bao Aiqing is stern and strict, It shouldn't be a disappointment on the day when the benefactor is happy."

It is!

The Duke of Runan thought for a while and said, "Official family, if Bao Xiren really wants to scold people, Wei Chen won't help you."

"Save it, it's okay to be scolded again if it's a big deal. Anyway, I've already lost my face." Zhao Zhen said indifferently.

The time soon passed three days, and the auspicious day for the wedding arrived.

With the joint efforts of the Runan County Prince's Mansion and the Zhe family, continuous red ribbons were hung on both sides of the streets of the entire Bianjing City.

Everyone in the whole city knew that the Yang family was going to marry a daughter.

The little Taoist on the low mountain is about to get married.

At this time, the Zhe family was the 'man' to pick up the marriage. The eight-carrying sedan chair that had been prepared for a long time, as well as the wedding team, were waiting at the gate of Yang's residence in the early morning.

And Yang Jinhua, who was wearing a red hijab, got up early in the morning, put on makeup, said goodbye to the elders, sang promises, crossed the brazier, and a series of rules and walked down. It was almost noon, and the eight lifts came to pick up people. departure.

The welcoming team of nearly [-] people and a group of people from Yang's house turned into a sending team, dressed in red, beating gongs and drums, and the sound of firecrackers never stopped.

Orizaburo was also dressed in red, with a big bag on his back. Whenever someone came to congratulate him, no matter what his status, whether it was a nobleman, a commoner, or a beggar, as long as he said congratulations, a red packet would be given out.

Very bold.

This way, the red envelopes were distributed outside the city, and then the farmers outside the city heard the sound of drums and firecrackers, and rushed to ask for red envelopes.

Many people took the red envelopes and followed them to send their pro team.

Gradually, the tail that followed behind the sending pro team became longer and longer.

By the time they reached the low mountain, there were already hundreds of people.

Orizaburo asked the escort team to go up first, and then he shouted to the hundreds of people behind him: "Fathers and folks, the place on the mountain is not big, and it can't accommodate many people. If you want a running water feast, you can go to my Ozuru's house, and the banquet arrives early in the morning. Late, eat for three days in a row, no one refuses, there are fish and meat, and there is enough food!"

"Family atmosphere!"

When a group of people heard what they wanted to hear most, they immediately turned back.

Orizaburo wiped off his sweat and immediately rushed to the low mountain.

Lu Sen, wearing the red robe of the groom's official, was in the yard, watching the sedan chair fall in front of the yard.

Then a goddess took out the brazier, placed it in front of the sedan chair, and burned some red paper inside.

Yang Jinhua covered the head of the peony flower and wore a peony flower embroidered dress. After stepping over the brazier, Zhao Bilian walked over slowly, holding hands.

The goddess who was in charge of singing promises looked around and saw that it was very deserted, completely different from the lively Yang Mansion before, so she walked up a few steps and asked, "What are the rules and etiquette for the man here, what do you need the old lady to do? "

At this time, Orisaburo had also come up. He walked to Lu Sen and asked, "Brother Lu, do you have any rules here?"

"There are no rules." Lu Sen waved his hand: "Bring Jinhua to the house and let me lift the hood."

"It's not proper etiquette." The goddess beside her whispered.

Zhesaburo immediately grabbed a red envelope and stuffed it into the goddess's hand: "Brother Lu is an accomplished Taoist, so you don't need to pay attention to worldly etiquette."

When the goddess heard it, she roughly understood what was going on, so she stopped talking.

The most important part of getting married is to meet the elders of the man, serve tea, and worship the heaven and earth.

Lu Sen has no real elders alive, so what else do you worship!

So without waiting for the guests to come to witness, he pulled Yang Jinhua to sit on the wooden building, and asked with a smile, "Jinhua, do you want me to take off the veil now, or do you wait until the night of the bridal chamber to reveal it?"

"Everything is up to officials!"

Under the red hijab, Yang Jinhua's voice was soft and full of shyness.

Lu Sen said to Zhao Bilian next to him: "Then Mrs. Zhao, you are here to accompany Jinhua, okay? I'll go out to receive the guests who are about to arrive."

Zhao Bilian also had a shy face, blushing like a flower, and nodded slightly: "Listen to the officials."

This makes Lu Sen feel a little strange. It's not that you are getting married, so why are you so shy?

Also, why do you call me an official too!

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