I opened a bookstore in ancient times

Winter is always long and lonely, and in contrast, the spring in the old capital is particularly prosperous. When the spring breeze blows, the pavilions, towers and pavilions are full of vitality.

Spring is approaching, the grass grows and the warblers fly, it is suitable to marry.

Marriages of all sizes have been ushering in old Beijing since March, the most eye-catching of which is the marriage of Fu's parents and grandchildren.

The ostentation was so great that half of the old capital city went out to watch the excitement.

Now that they are married, Fu Ling and Su Yao are required to ride a horse each to bring him back to Fu's house from Su's bookstore.

Su's bookstore is not far from the Fu family's old house, but the Fu family's route is far away. Along the avenue, tall horses walk slowly, and they arrive at Fu's house around noon.

This led to a lot of onlookers along the way.

Originally, the reputation of the Fu family in the western capital has been heard all over the old capital, so it is natural to go out to take a look at such a great event.

Gongs and drums were beating, and there was a din of people, and the avenue was full of children running along.

Curious people poked their heads out to discuss, and the first sentence was mostly: "This Mr. Su is so good-looking! No wonder this marriage can be talked about on the head of Xidu Fu."

"Isn't it! How come I haven't heard of such a character before, isn't it a big family? Otherwise, it should have spread by now."

Then someone laughed and said: "It's really not a high school. How can there be a family named Su in old Beijing?"

An elderly man beside him waved his hands upside down: "No, no. If we talk about family status with the Fu family, there are probably only Pei and Chen's family, and the rest, Su and Lin, may not all be the same." like?"

The old man stroked his beard and said with a chuckle, "And it's not in the family."

Everyone also laughed, but the person next to him heard the words with great mystery, so he tugged on the sleeve of the old man: "If you are not in the family, what can you be in?"

The old man smiled and said nothing.

They were a group of old acquaintances standing on the second floor of Fu Kelai. Hearing this and seeing the old man's reaction, they couldn't help being aroused [-]% curiosity.

When everyone was asking questions, the two tall horses had already passed by Fuke.

The red-maned horse was born extraordinarily heroic and majestic. The horse's head was adorned with exquisite silk and satin flowers, and the pattern of plum cranes embroidered with gold thread was hidden on it, which was unique and refined, luxurious and restrained.

The sun was very good, and the bright sunlight set, reflecting Su Yao's clear and clear eyes. He nodded slightly, and there was a joyful smile in his eyes.

He was born white, but his hair was as black as a waterfall. He was tied up high with red satin. When the wind blew, he fell on a delicate and luxurious wedding dress, swaying with the steps of the horse.

Beauty still has to wear bright red.

Along the way, I saw many people's jaws dropped.

To be fair, Fu Gezi is a bit sour.

He took Su Yao out today and helped him onto the horse. Seeing Su Yao's looking forward to the brilliance, he began to feel sore.

But this is the custom in old Beijing.

Not to mention the red hijab, men don't use the round fan, there is no such thing as covering the face.

Su Yao walked this way, all with envious eyes, Fu Gezi was still sour in the first third, but later on he got used to seeing this kind of eyes, so he changed his mind.

Turned into a beautiful scenery.

Did you see, this freshman beauty is me!

I took it away, I am amazing!

Although you are greedy, if you snatch it, I will lose!

Fu Dage raised his head and held his chest high, with a majestic air and mysterious confidence.

This confidence can't be considered a fascination now, after all, Su Yao was really abducted by him.

Besides, Su Yao is so eye-catching and ostentatious, if ordinary people wear bright red with him, they will probably be overshadowed by comparison.

But Fu Gezi did not.

Two people passed by on horseback, a piece of red silk was held in their hands, no matter how they looked at it, they were right.

The group of Fu Kelai watched the two figures walk away, and silently withdrew their congratulations, blessings, and envious gazes, and then recalled the conversation just now.

"You said it's not about family status, could it be that it's about appearance?"

One person waved a folding fan, "He was born well, but the marriage of Fu's parents and grandchildren can't be chosen based on face, right? In terms of appearance, the ninth son of the Shen family is also a first-class figure in the painting."

"Brother Zhang didn't know that the Ninth Young Master of the Shen family had already been assigned to Ning Yuanhou's residence."

Another person laughed and said, "That year when Marquis Ningyuan returned to Beijing to report on his duties, it happened that the ninth son of the Shen family was robbed. The road was rough, and the hero saved the beauty."

Another person hurriedly said: "It's far away, it's far away. I'm still waiting to hear, how do you talk about this marriage?"

The old gentleman smiled silently: "The eldest grandson of the Fu family used to be the left-hand minister of the court, do you know that?"

"How can you not know this?" said the man shaking the fan, "It's rare for Guochao to have such a young leftist, it's a pity..."

The man sighed to himself, stopped for a while, and then continued: "In recent days, I have heard that my lord's health is getting worse and worse. It is said that it was last year when I went on a private tour... the Empress Dowager came to power and brought up the old accounts of the late emperor. The first crown prince and the dead Yongwang are mentioned together. The court is in such chaos, I wonder if this Fu Xiang will take advantage of the situation and go back?"

His voice was low, and the surrounding noise was so loud that only a few acquaintances could hear him.

The old gentleman glanced at him with a smile: "You can guess it almost. You count and count, who is the next one?"

Everyone silently counted the incidents, and they were all slightly surprised.

One person opened his eyes slightly: "I heard before that the little emperor's grandson next to the queen mother was found by us in Jiujing. Could it be true?"

"This matter was kept secret, but I think it's true." Another person said, "I don't know if you remember, for two or three months last year, the surroundings of the government office were heavily guarded. They said it was to investigate fraud in the examination hall. It's a matter, but the fraud needs Habayashi Wei to get people?"

"I saw Habayashi, too. Two years ago, I was preparing for the exam in Beijing, and Habayashi's official uniform is that style!"

The person who waved the fan made a conclusion: "It's probably true." Then he winked at the old gentleman: "Does it have something to do with Mr. Su?"

The old gentleman smiled: "If it doesn't matter, why did I mention it just now?"

He looked at the long welcoming team, and said meaningfully: "The relationship is very close."

This time when everyone saw the tall horse with red makeup, they changed their minds for a moment.

One person was straightforward, and couldn't help sighing: "According to the current situation, this little emperor's grandson is very promising. It turns out that this marriage is actually a high-ranking one of the Fu family. No wonder he is a famous family, so good..."

His arguments were drowned in the overwhelming noise, and it was not until the new king came to the throne two years later that his speculations really fell into the ears of everyone in the old capital.

Naturally, Su Yao didn't know how everyone chatted.

On March 26th, he was in a dizzy sense of happiness.

The day before Fu Ling left, he was nervous and excited, and didn't fall asleep all night.Today's etiquette is cumbersome and particular, thanks to Qi Bo's constant reminders, he will not be completely confused.

The first marriage was so ostentatious, Su Yao didn't recover slightly until she walked into the wedding room.

There was a banquet outside, so Fu Ling came in after saying hello.

Just as Su Yao breathed a sigh of relief, he faced the steps of handing over a glass of wine, spreading the tent, and so on.

He and Fu Ling obviously couldn't have children, and for some reason they still kept the custom of "giving birth to a precious son".

The servants uttered auspicious words one after another, playing tricks to win the prize, which made Su Yao's heart throbbing with joy.

When the bed was covered with dates and longan, all the people finally left, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras sounded leisurely outside, and even the guests' celebrations faintly fell into his ears.

Among these guests, there were actually not many acquaintances of Su Yao.

Su Yao has no relatives.Because she wanted to hand over the wedding invitations, Su Yao counted her relatives seriously, only to realize that they all had five clothes, and they didn't even have any contact during this year's festival.

Neighbors and neighbors, such as Zhu Niangzi, came quite a lot; among friends, only Mrs. Xie Lang and Mrs. Xie Lang came.

Mrs. Kang didn't come, she specially hung the same style of silk flower in front of the shop today, the silk flower on Su Yao's horse's head is so exquisite that someone has touched it a long time ago, and she is busy making business at the moment;

Doctor Bai didn't come either. Su Yao didn't realize that Doctor Bai hadn't come to see him long ago when he handed over the wedding invitation.

He went to Jiren Hall to inquire and found out that Dr. Bai and Pei Shu had traveled together in search of medicine. They said that old Mr. Pei Yi's legs and feet were not working well, so he sent his disciple Pei Shu to cross the mountains and rivers on his behalf, but Dr. Bai insisted on going with him, and the snow did not fall at the end of the year. then set off.

Doctor Ma from Ji Ren Tang also joked with Su Yao: "Bai Mina used to see people, but she called out 'beauties' every time she was beautiful, but this time she met a beauty that was on top of her heart, so she ran away with her legs." .I haven’t heard him call someone else for a long time!”

That being the case, Su Yao left the wedding post to Dr. Ma.

The rest of Mr. Huaben went with the chamber of commerce, but they came all over the place, but Xu Ze didn't come.

Qiu Wei passed it once, and went to Beijing to take the exam early, and only sent someone to leave a note with Su Yao.

He promised Su Yao's paintings, but he didn't send them, but he did not intend to be a painter, and it was his future to become an official through the imperial examination, so he had to leave.

Su Yao also hoped that he would go straight to Qingyun and have a bright future.

Calculated in this way, there are not many guests on Su Yao's side, but there are more guests from Fu's family.

Originally, red events are also social occasions, and human relations are naturally indispensable.

If Fu Ling was still in court, he would have to socialize, and would not have come back so quickly.

Fortunately, he has already escaped.

The red candles are burning and the lights are bright, and the flowers and trees in March have shown a kind of prosperity, and the interlaced shadows are lightly reflected in the panes, revealing a different kind of ambiguity.

The etiquette on this day was really tiring, Fu Ling picked up the peanuts and longan, and then dragged Su Yao to lean on the couch.

The shadow of the candle cast a light halo on Su Yao's face, and there were bright and upright red everywhere, which made his eyebrows and eyes more striking. Fu Ling couldn't help but look at them twice. Reach out and scrape.

Su Yao was paralyzed in the quilt, only to feel sore and limp all over. After Fu Ling scraped, he hid his face in the quilt, and said with a soft smile, "Don't make trouble, you're so tired."

Fu Ling rubbed his waist for him: "Don't make trouble now, you'll be tired later."

His tone was low, and Su Yao lowered his head and smiled again: "Can I not pay the manuscript fee today? Are you not tired?"

"It's two different things."

Fu Gezi was very serious, "No matter what, we have to get married tonight. This is a ceremony, and it cannot be missed."

Su Yao just buried his face and refused to move: "But I'm really tired."

"I've been sitting on the horse for a long time. I should have asked you to practice more a few days ago."

Fu Gezi exerted some force in his hands, and Su Yao couldn't help but raise his eyes: "You still say, it's because I don't want to practice, it's obviously you..."

The big pigeon lowered its head and kissed Su Yao's lips, and directly blocked his mouth: "It's me or it's me, it's all my fault."

Su Yao was furious.

The big pigeon still has the face to ride a horse.

Su Yao asked Fu Gezi to teach him how to ride a horse, and it was fine for the first two days. When Su Yao could sit still, he started to kiss and hug him on the horse, without teaching him anything serious.

Su Yao's horse is as if he hasn't learned it, he only knows how to get up and how to get off.

Su Yao pushed the pigeon away, and Fu Ling leaned closer and hugged him: "I don't let you ride alone, am I afraid that you will fall? You are tired after a long day of serious riding, and I am also afraid that you will be tired..."

Su Yao looked at him: "It's all an excuse."

The big pigeon just wanted two people to ride a horse, and felt that it would be a shame not to kiss twice.

Fu Ling had no choice but to muddle through: "You want to learn from me and I'll teach you later, let's not talk about horse riding right now? It's too short, let's talk about something else?"

Just as Su Yao was about to speak, Fu Ling fed another peanut into his mouth: "Eat some and you won't be tired."

Su Yao chewed it a few times, and Fu Ling peeled some walnuts and longan.

The two leaned on the couch and ate the fruit for a while, then got up to eat again.

There were still food and wine on the table, and the two sat opposite each other, and shared a Sixi meatball, removed a big fish, tore two chicken legs, and ate a bowl of ham stewed with three delicacies, and finally recovered.

The shadows of the candles flickered, and the night was gradually coming up.

As soon as he put down the chopsticks, Su Yaofang felt his heart beating wildly.

Although it has been done many times, Fu Gezi is right, tonight is really different.

He will truly be with Fu Ling, from today, from this moment.

He will hold the hand of the person in front of him until the end of his life, grow old together, and talk to Zicheng.

The world is vast and the world of mortals is vast, Su Yao finally has a home, a small nest, a world.

His heart was filled with an unprecedented peace and overwhelming joy.

The members of the Fu family were very considerate, perhaps it was Uncle Wu, who placed a pair of little pigeons and two pairs of little rabbits on the windowsill.

Still short of a pair.

Su Yao smiled, and then took out a small purse from her pocket: "I planned to give it to you, but I kept it until today, but it's suitable for the occasion. Open it and have a look."

"Is it the token of love you keep saying you want to give me?"

Fu Ling bit down on the words "a token of love", but Su Yao's face was hot again for some reason.

Sure enough, cheeky skin is born.

Fu Ling stopped teasing him, and was very curious: "Let me see what good things are?"

He opened the purse, touched it, and spread out his palms, and it turned out to be a pair of jade-carved pigeons.

Extremely delicate.

One big and one small, cuddling together.

The big pigeon held its head high, while the little pigeon nodded slightly.

Brilliant.

There was some unexpected surprise in Fu Ling's eyes, and Su Yao couldn't help lowering his eyes and smiling: "It's not like the rabbit you gave, this pair can't be dismantled or moved, it can only be made to look good..."

Before Su Yao finished speaking, Fu Gezi hugged her and kissed her hard: "This is the first time you gave me something seriously, I like it very much."

The pigeon was very happy, but Su Yao became more and more embarrassed: "You like it, I will send more in the future, this store... um..."

Fu Ling kissed him deeply, and Su Yao let him kiss him so softly, she couldn't help but leaned into his arms, and before she fell in love with her, she hurriedly said: "...I want to have a glass of wine with you, why not?" Something to say."

The pigeon had to take out a hand to pour the wine.

The jug and wine glass were also selected by myself. The white porcelain bottom is even and clean, but Danzhu has scorching red plums, which is very unique.

Su Yao picked up the wine glass and lightly touched Fu Ling: "Hold your hand."

The shadow of the candle turned red, and Su Yao's warm eyes were full of admiration and joy, clean and clear without any concealment.

Fu Ling couldn't help but get serious, and the two cups made a crisp sound, accompanied by his solemn voice, falling in the spring: "Grow old together."

He raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, and it was rare for Su Yao to finish a whole glass.

The aroma of wine is overflowing, and the sweet fragrance of flowers and trees is still floating in the room.

The big pigeon hugged Su Yao, and said in a low voice, "Ayao, I like you."

Su Yao put her arms around his neck, raised her head slightly, and kissed the corner of his lips lightly: "Me too, big pigeon."